"My brain is ten times more active than the average person, and to get to my level, you have to more than double the folds in your cerebral cortex."

Kyosuke Hojo said casually, with a confident chuckle on his face that made the three people next to him stunned.

"Really?" The two editors asked in unison, this is a great promotional material.

Well, this kind of discovery that can shock all mankind is nothing more than a gimmick to increase sales in their eyes.

"Of course it's fake, how can my body provide so much energy."

"Even if it's less than ten times, it's always three times, and it's a little bit more convincing."

Tetsuya Shimomura immediately wanted to turn this joke into a fact, and he was about to publish a genius high school student detective, and throwing out the explosion point in time was good publicity.

"Big brother has an IQ of more than 170."

Samisaki pushed the gold-rimmed glasses, and his voice was indescribably proud.

“170！？ Is there a specific number? At which institution was the test done? ”

Tetsuya Shimomura hurriedly asked, there is no more attractive reasoning and reasoning manga written by a highly intelligent person.

The reader will not be able to guess the final result and will be more convinced by the author; Readers can deduce the results for themselves, and if they are really murderous, they will feel satisfied, and it turns out that my IQ is so high. Either way, it will bring a high degree of discussion to the work, and by the way, it will push up sales.

"I haven't tested it, but the Neon Math Olympiad that my eldest brother participated in, and the winner of the silver medal was a member of the Mensa Club, and his IQ was 170. And the big brother won the gold reward by an overwhelming margin! ”

Shisaki raised his voice, he would never forget what had happened that day.

"Well, it's just like that, it's not very convincing." Shimomura said disappointedly.

"No, it's hard to understand the gap with your IQ. Although it is really difficult to tell a person's IQ in just a single game, it is important to note that I am talking about overwhelming!

Overwhelming, is the overwhelming that makes all opponents feel desperate! ”

Shisaki stood up and waved her hands.

"Okay, okay, Sasaki, I'll talk about it when I'm not there." Kyosuke Hojo beckoned helplessly.

"Haha, Hojo, don't spoil your fun, Shisaki, keep talking." Tsuyoshi Osaka sat down and pressed someone's arm down.

Shisaki picked up the teacup and took a sip of water, moistened his throat, and said while recalling:

"It was less than five minutes after the test paper was sent, and my eldest brother had already handed in the paper, and I hadn't even finished the first question at that time. Everyone raised their heads, all in shock, regardless of the passage of time. ”

"Wouldn't anyone think that Hojo had abandoned the exam?" Akamatsu asked.

"How is it possible, it's a final and not a qualifier!" Tsuyoshi Osaka said that although he had never participated, he had heard more or less from his seniors in Dongcheng.

"That's right, the Zhonggu certificate who won the second silver award in the end, I believe that if the eldest brother hadn't had too much influence on him, the final score would definitely have increased a little more."

Samisaki said, if it weren't for this, he might not even be able to get the excellent reward, after all, he knows the strength of his eldest brother best, and he will definitely not be affected.

"And what is Hojo-san's score?" Tetsuya Shimomura.

Kyosuke Hojo glanced at the chief editor speechlessly, this guy went from "Hojo-san" at the beginning, to "Hojo-san" at the back, "you guy", and now it has changed back to "Hojo-san", and what stands out is that it is a dish to eat.

Samisaki looked at Tetsuya Shimomura with the inexplicable eyes of "what bastard are you talking about" and "what about your brain":

"Of course it's a perfect score, but is there anything else possible?"

It's all said that the overwhelming advantage is desperate, and it takes far less time than you to get the points you will never get, which is called despair.

"Okay, okay, Sasaki, don't talk about these old things." Kyosuke Hojo waved his hand.

"Also, it's not too late for the eldest brother to win all the Neon domestic Olympiad gold awards in one go this year, and then win the international gold medals."

Samisaki nodded, and spoke as easily as if she had bent down to tie her shoes, as long as her limbs were sound.

"Damn it, Hojo-kun." Feng Ban just smacked his tongue and clapped his hands.

"Hojo-san, have you considered teaching materials? Just give a license. ”

Akamatsu said that although the main business direction of the publishing house is not education, it is okay to tilt it a little, and I believe that the president will definitely agree with his proposal.

"Can you change the setting of the manga to a math genius and a kendo genius, after all, playing football and knocking down mortals or something, it always doesn't feel cool enough. Compared with football, the wooden sticks that can be seen everywhere are more scientific, and they can also add some amnesia plots appropriately, killing two birds with one stone. ”

Tetsuya Shimomura's mind is full of detective manga.

"Why don't you just become a lynching detective? Reason first, find the prisoner and behead him directly? Then kill and kill all the way and kill all the people in the black-clothed organization. Kyosuke Hojo said casually.

"Yes, yes, this is better! It is a good way to channel the violent emotions in society and respond to the tide of opposition to the abolition of the death penalty. Tetsuya Shimomura nodded again and again, everyone likes to watch the detectives of the law, but the loyalty of the heroes of this dark side is even higher.

"In the middle stage, a detective team was formed, and then a beautiful thief group was joined, and a team confrontation began, and in the later stage, the criminals began to use the crimes of criminals to force the country to change the law, is it okay to go to such a story?"

"This, the beautiful thief group can have, but it is not possible to revise the law, the detective story is all discussion, implying the shortcomings of the law, and directly forcing the revision is a bit too much, which is easy to cause discomfort to readers." Tetsuya Shimomura rubbed his chin and pondered the feasibility.

"You know, and we're teenagers, okay, don't be too dark." Kyosuke Hojo doesn't have a good airway.

"Hahahaha, good idea, I copied it, and the protagonist's name is called Ryosuke Hojo. A mathematical genius goes through a series of desperate tragedies, is completely disillusioned with the world, and one day receives a commission and meets a girl who has collected all the beautiful things in the world.

Love and despair, salvation and redemption. Next year's Honya Grand Prix is mine! Tsuyoshi Osaka joined the conversation with a smile.

"I've made a note of it, and I'm going to go to the house to talk more." Akamatsu got up and took out a notepad.

"Don't don't, don't, after thinking about it carefully, this kind of story is not suitable for an uncle like me to write, or let Hojo write it will be more popular with girls."

Feng Ban Gang hurriedly shouted, the other party's nagging naturally would not be to ask him to drink or go to the club to play, it must be a frightening reminder.

"Hahaha" looked at the poor writer, and the conference room was filled with joy for a while.

After chatting for more than an hour, everyone mainly discussed the future Honya Grand Prize. Just like what Misaki said before, together with Tsuyoshi Hirosaka, who is the winner, firmly believes that the person who wins the grand prize must be Kyosuke Hojo.

By the way, he also mentioned the date of the banquet set by the president of the Mystery Writers Association, Konno.

"Banquet?" Kyosuke Hojo wondered.

"You guy, you really don't care about your own affairs! A banquet to lobby those two social judges! ”

The people present were all stakeholders from Kyosuke Hojo, so Tsuyoshi Osaka did not shy away from speaking out.

"Haven't you started yet? Didn't Samisaki say that it was almost done? Akamatsu was surprised, this was also a big deal for him. If you need activity funds, you can even apply to the company.

"The banquet will definitely be held, and it will be easy for the eldest brother to get those two people, isn't this almost done?" Samisaki said as a matter of course.

"Yes." All three except Kyosuke Hojo nodded.

"Thank you for having so much faith in me." Someone laughed.

Knock Knock –

There was a knock on the door, Akamatsu answered, and a woman dressed as a secretary opened the door:

"Akamatsu-san, the reception over there is about to start, and it's time to go."

After saying that, the woman nodded politely to the others.

"Alright, let's go." Kyosuke Hojo stood up and buttoned up his coat.

"Hmm."

The car is a bus of the British Collective Society, a silver Toyota Alpha.

On the way, Kyosuke Hojo felt it carefully and said:

"Shisaki, why don't we have a few of these cars in our company?"

"Hojo, did you start a company? This car can only be bought for more than 4 million, and there is no need to buy such a good car for a new company. Tsuyoshi Hira said.

"Considering your real needs, big brother, I think it's better to buy a house directly." Shisaki ignored Tsuyoshi Hirosaka's words, he knew what his eldest brother was talking about.

"You guy, don't talk nonsense, can you drive an RV or something in a place like Tokyo?" Kyosuke Hojo immediately retorted.

"Then I recommend the bus!"

"Oh, I agree with that, Hojo-san does have this need." The two editors also laughed, they had both been to Ruyiliao and had seen the terrifying scene.

"What are you talking about?"

Tsuyoshi Hiroshi Hirosaka is not stupid, and when he hears it, he knows that this is not a so-called company.

"I'll find out when you go to Hojo-san's house once." Tetsuya Shimomura said mysteriously.

"This guy still owes me a meal, I've waited so long, I have to say that it will become two!"

Talking and laughing along the way, the group came to the Meiji Memorial Hall in Motoakasaka, Minato-ku.

The building was first used as the temporary Imperial Palace restaurant in Akasaka, then as the first Prime Minister of Neon, then as the Constitution Memorial Hall, and finally as the general wedding venue of the Meiji Jingu Shrine, and was named the Meiji Memorial Hall.

In the parking lot, Kyosuke Hojo looked left and right, and at a glance he counted a total of thirty-two cars parked, and was a little disappointed.

"Didn't you have a wedding today?"

"If there is an awards ceremony, how can there be a wedding." Tsuyoshi Osaka also got out of the car and stretched a big lazy waist, judging from his physical fitness, he is a qualified writer.

"But aren't there four restaurants?"

And with the idea of neon people, wouldn't it be great luck for a wedding to be able to get together with such a culturally rich event? Even if it's not as good as living next to the literati's final place, it's not much worse.

Kyosuke Hojo shared this idea with Tsuyoshi Tsuyoshi Osaka, who nodded heavily in a short thought, he was also proud of being a writer:

"You're right."

"It's true that there are four restaurants that can be used for banquets, but there is only one hall." Shisaki stepped forward and explained to the eldest brother.

As they spoke, several people walked to the main building of the Meiji Memorial Hall.

Kyosuke Hojo tilted his head and looked at the huge entrance in front of him, which was full of ancient Tang Dynasty or Japanese architecture.

The wavy arched shed, which extends from the top of the main entrance, is supported by two giant brown logs, and looks antique. The main entrance is a paper door framed with dark wood, and the staircase is covered with a red carpet.

It is worthy of the supporting equipment of Meiji Jingu, and even the canopy is so gorgeously built.

That's right, although it looks like it's full of palace style, but it actually exists as a canopy, which is quite simple, so it will go beyond the main body of the building.

To the left of the door are three pitch-black Rolls-Royces, which also appear to offer wedding car services. Very thoughtful, Kyosuke Hojo nodded again and again.

"Big brother, this place will also be used as a place to entertain foreign guests, not an exclusive venue for weddings." Shisaki Tetsuta knew what the eldest brother was thinking at a glance, and hurriedly stepped forward and said.

"Of course I know that, why did you remind me?"

“……”

Before he could look at it, the staff of the committee came over, and Kyosuke Hojo saw that this was not the same Amamiya Miki who was the host of his first book signing, an employee of Kinokuniya Bookstore.

The reason why he recognized the other party at a glance was not because this young lady with a bob head looked at least 60% cuter than Megumi Kato, but because his memory was so good. Not only does he remember his name and appearance, but he also remembers the fact that the other party bought a cup of freshly squeezed orange juice for himself at lunch, which is very sweet.

"Hojo-sensei, you're finally here."

Amamiya Miki, who was wearing a black hip-wrapping skirt, trotted over, and said in a charming blush on his face.

"Sorry, I'm late." Kyosuke Hojo said politely, although he wasn't late at all.

"Ah, no, no, sorry, that's rude. I've been looking forward to you all day, Hojo-sensei. ”

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Amamiya Miki hurriedly bowed and apologized.

"But isn't it just a morning today?"

Tsuyoshi Hiryoshi, the winner who was completely ignored on the side, interjected that although he had experienced this kind of treatment the first time he went to the smoke pavilion with Hojo, but this time he was a participant, which was too much!

"Oh, it's Mr. Osaka, I'm sorry I didn't notice you just now." Amamiya bowed again and apologized.

"It's okay, I can only blame me for being too inconspicuous compared to Hojo."

"There is no such thing! I'm really sorry. "Amamiya Miki continues to apologize, and there is nothing that cannot be solved by an apology.

"Okay, don't embarrass the little girl, you guy." Kyosuke Hojo took Tsuyoshi Urasaka's shoulders and walked forward.

"Little girl? Someone is at least ten years older than you, okay? ”

"Five years old! I started working right out of high school! Amamiya Miki hurriedly chased after him and shouted.

Feng Ban just heard that his head was full of black lines, and he became a tool to brush up on favorability.

Walking through the main entrance of the main building, the group walked through the long Japanese-style corridor under the guidance of Amamiya Miki. The reason why the emphasis is on the Japanese-style corridor is that during the walk, the hollowness that comes from under the wooden floor, and the guardrails on both sides are also brown wooden strips and paper-colored glass, just like in the Taiga drama.

Outside the corridor is a green grass, which is much lower than the corridor, because the corridor is suspended underneath, and there is a bamboo screen on the lawn and the dining room to ensure the privacy of the meal. Of course, sitting in the dining room has a clear view of the lawn.

"This way." Amamiya held out his right hand.

"Tomorrow's award ceremony will be held at the Daiichi restaurant, and today's reception will be held at kinkei, and I'm sure Hojo-sensei will like that place."

kinkei？ Golden Rooster? It's a very simple name. Kyosuke Hojo thought.

As she spoke, the group also came to what she called kinkei.

As soon as the door was pushed open, a golden light shot out, and the moment he walked in, Kyosuke Hojo also knew why he was called a golden rooster.

The walls of the entire hall are painted with various forms of golden roosters, not golden roosters, but gorgeous brocade roosters.

The floor is polished and the crystal chandelier above is clearly illuminated. On the top is a reddish-brown hollow keel, which is very stylish.

As soon as a large number of people walked in, they attracted the attention of the people inside, and a man in a black suit bowed his head and said sorry to the person who was talking next to him, and hurriedly walked over.

There were still three meters away, and Kyosuke Hojo saw the bright smile on the other party's face and the outstretched hand, and his expression instantly changed from static to moving, grinning the corners of his mouth, and stretching out his hand and walking over. Samisaki next to him whispered the identity of the person in front of him.

"Welcome, Hojo-sensei, I've been looking forward to it for a long time." The black suit shook Kyosuke Hojo's hand heavily.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, something delayed, and I made Representative Hamamoto wait for a long time."

Someone also grasped it, and now is not the occasion to bow to each other and hand out business cards.

Shigeru Hamamoto was stunned, obviously not expecting Kyosuke Hojo to know his name. Didn't Mr. Ishida say that he was very arrogant and difficult to get along with? But now, judging from this meeting etiquette, this young genius who became famous has no arrogance at all.

"I didn't expect Hojo-sensei to know the name below." He just laughed and said it.

"The success of this Honya Awards is inseparable from the hard work of Representative Hamamoto, how can I not remember you, besides, on the way here just now, Miss Amamiya mentioned you several times, saying that this year is so easy thanks to your representatives."

Kyosuke Hojo had a hard-earned business-style smile on his face, and he expanded the scope of the conversation as soon as he said it casually.

"By the way, Isaka-senpai is also here." Stretched out his hand and pulled Tsuyoshi Osaka, who pretended to be a passerby and left.

"Mr. Fengsaka, it's been a long time, you have to sign for me in a while, but all my votes are for you."

Shigeru Hamamoto said with a smile that he has no right to decide who the award is given to as a representative, so there is no problem at all in saying so.

"I'm really ashamed of that, and I'm right to say I voted for Hojo." Tsuyoshi Tsuyoshi said with a smile.

"Hahaha, Mr. Osaka is really good at joking."

"Hehe, yes, I've always tried to make humor run through my work."

(End of chapter)