When Fukuzawa Makoto returned from the bathroom, Saionji Akino had already drunk iced coffee.

When Fukuzawa Makoto saw him, she immediately quickened her pace and returned to her seat.

"Good afternoon, Deputy Minister." Saionji Akino glanced up at Fukuzawa Makoto, and before she could speak, she took out a USB flash drive.

Fukuzawa admired his cleverness, and immediately plugged in the USB flash drive, opened the document, and adjusted it to reading mode.

"A short story of 120,000 words..."Makoto Fukuzawa whispered at first, and then quickly plunged into the story.

The content of the current final draft, the beginning is also different from what was written at the beginning, and it can be seen that Saionji Akino listened to his own suggestions and made extensive revisions.

The change is very good, very spiritual, and the style of writing has also been established, and the progress is very great.

So what about the words aside, the story itself?

When Fukuzawa Makoto was reading the text carefully, Saionji Akino was observing Fukuzawa Makoto's outfit today.

A lace white slim shirt, a pure black silk long skirt, and a corset around the waist, so that her petite figure shows a good waist-leg ratio, so that she does not look short-legged.

In addition to the clothes, Fukuzawa Makoto's hairstyle is also very particular, and today's hairstyle is a jellyfish head and a beret with a blue gray in the middle. Jellyfish head is most suitable for girls with a sense of childishness, and it is difficult for those who look more mature to control, and the beret improves the overall coordination of her outfit.

Saionji Akino was thoughtful, and felt that he had learned a lot.

…

Half an hour later, Makoto Fukuzawa looked at it with tears in her eyes, and she let the two lines of tears slip down and closed her laptop with satisfaction.

"It's good, it's very good, it didn't disappoint me, it's a very good work, and many of the plot designs in it are also very clever."

"Across time and space, memory loss, meeting at dusk, writing down the name but writing the three words like you... It's just right, but there's an incomparably worrying emotional control..."

"Xiyuan Temple-kun, this is really good, very good!"

Fukuzawa Makoto couldn't suppress the excitement at this time, and her voice became a little louder.

Saionji Akino said embarrassedly: "Calm down, you calm down first..."

Fukuzawa Makoto also realized that this was a maid café, and there were many people around, so she coughed lightly and continued: "I don't have any suggestions for your current draft, and you don't need any changes, so you can directly send it to the editor for review now." ”

"However, I have a couple of questions."

"You say."

"Saionji-kun, you said before that you wrote novels to make money, right? Before you knew me, where did you want to submit? ”

"Hmm... It is an essay contest of OA Library. ”

Fukuzawa Makoto nodded, opened the laptop again, searched for the OA Library Essay Contest, and after a few brief glances, said: "The process of the essay contest is generally relatively long, and there are still three days left to close the essay contest. ”

"Although it is a good gimmick to win an essay contest, I think your work can be sold directly, and the quality of your work can be directly marketed."

"Write this novel in a week, Saionji-kun, you've been short of money lately, right?"

Saionji Akino nodded, "It's more nervous." ”

"Then I suggest that you don't participate in this essay contest and submit your manuscript directly to my publishing house, I can help you get the best price and resources, I swear!" Fukuzawa Makoto said very seriously.

Saionji Akino was stunned, just as he was about to say something.

Fukuzawa continued, "I recognize your work, and in my opinion, your work is very good, so I hope it will be as successful as possible. ”

"If such a work is submerged for various reasons, such as insufficient publicity, shady essay contests, etc., I, as the first reader, will not be able to accept it, so, Xiyuan Temple-kun, please don't refuse my help."

Saionji Akino looked at Fukuzawa Makoto's extremely serious expression, no longer hesitated, but nodded solemnly, "Then please." ”

This kindness, he will remember.

Today's gift will be repaid to Fukuzawa Makoto in the future.

Fukuzawa Makoto was relieved to see that he agreed, and then immediately took out his mobile phone to make a call.

"1-11-4 Kanda, Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo, HomeCafe maid shop, you can arrive within fifteen minutes, and you will regret it for the rest of your life if you don't come." After saying this sentence quickly, Fukuzawa Makoto hugged her laptop and sat down next to Akino of Saionji Temple.

"Xiyuanji-kun, the editor will be here soon, let's talk to the two of us before then, right? What do you think about the time of dusk and the plot design through time and space? Where did the inspiration come from? Do you have any references? Fukuzawa Makoto's eyes were full of fanaticism at this time, and she looked like a little girl who had bought her favorite toy, and her face was extremely ruddy, very cute and moving.

As a porter, Saionji Akino can only try his best to answer her questions, but he still has to marvel at her love for reading, which can directly change her whole personality.

Perhaps, this is the real pure person, right?

——

Ten minutes later, a panting middle-aged man with an explosive head barged into the maid's shop.

He walked like a strange species, and when he came to their table, he seemed to have exhausted all his energy.

I saw that the middle-aged man raised his head, and after locking on the Akino of Xiyuan Temple, he immediately showed a bright smile, "You, hello!" You're Fukuzawa-sensei's author friend, right? ”

"I'm Soki Yamada, the editor-in-chief in charge of the light novel section of Asahi Publishing House, I don't know what you call you, teacher?" Muneki Yamada quickly handed out his business card and asked with a smile at Saionji Akino.

Fukuzawa Makoto patted Saionji Akino's arm, "You deserve to be called a teacher, don't feel embarrassed." ”

Saionji Akino was stunned, and then began to introduce himself.

"It turned out to be a teacher from Xiyuan Temple, and he deserved to be a friend of Mr. Fukuzawa, and he was really a talent..."

Fukuzawa Makoto directly interrupted him and said, "Read the book directly, and after reading it, you will know why I let you come." ”

Hearing this, Yamada Muneki nodded, he took his laptop, sat down across from them, and soon began to read carefully.

Fifteen minutes later, the editor-in-chief saw that he was red-faced and short of breath.

As an editor, his reading speed is naturally very fast, but he doesn't actually read word by word, but looks at the general situation, the framework of the story, and the overall direction.

And after reading along the way, the experience is smooth, the emotions are full, the story is novel, and the plot is also full of twists and turns.

I can't help but admire and admire.

is worthy of Mr. Fukuzawa, every time he calls himself, he will regret this sentence if he doesn't come at the end, which means that there must be a surprise.

Praise Mr. Fukuzawa, praise Mr. Saionji!

Muneki Yamada has already seen the future of their Asahi Publishing House to usher in another big hit, seeing countless banknotes flying around him, and the boss praising him in public.

"Saionji-sensei, please submit this novel to our Asahi Publishing House!!"

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