Am I Interested When I Just Arrived In The Second Element?

"Hey" The hotel staff in charge shook his head again, muttering to himself: "I don't know whose child it is, I'm afraid it was not sent by the enemy of your library..."

The other bigwigs were also mixed together in groups. At this time, Tama Zou realized that he still didn't get involved in the topic. Before the meeting, I talked about a few traditional classics. They were originally B in the literary circle. Unspoken rules.

It’s okay if things like unspoken rules are not broken, once they are broken...

In the fairy tale, "The Emperor's New Clothes" only shows the innocence of children and the courage to speak out, but in reality, only the gallows of Chi Guoguo will be waiting for him.

Really think there is no smart person in the story? Smart people know it, but they don't say it, and they persuade development.

A little while later.

At the beginning, many authors were looking at Qi Tujian Zou Wu. They seemed to try to distinguish Zou Wu's identity from the appearance. Some of the courageous people even whispered bets with people they knew around him.

Faced with this situation, Tuma was extremely excited: "Come here, here, it's the moment of pretending to be a face-slap-slapped man, is it that I was wrong before, in fact, I really am the protagonist?"

"How can I make this more mellow?"

"If I guessed it right and took the line of copywriting, it would be the development of ACG... No, it should be the establishment of the personality of the great writer, and it would be right to go to the pinnacle of life from then on."

...

Only, three minutes later.

"Ah, it's so troublesome. Why do you have to create a personal setting for a great writer? Just copy and eat some royalties, isn't it good? Is it not good for the obtained royalties to go to the stock market? , Sougo has already begun to overthrow the hypothesis just now.

The following facts proved that Tujian always realized some aspects of thinking too much.

After all, things were not clear. Before Sougo Tama could figure out his identity, he jumped out and yelled, Kyogen questioning everything. This kind of person probably only survives in the novel.

In fact, don't look at these guys just now as if they are not doing their jobs properly, but in fact, everyone is a highly intellectual with a lot of degrees.

Everyone is the master who relies on writing to eat with the brain hole. Don't even think about pitting anyone-can show up at the internal gathering of the library, and clearly break the unspoken rules. If you have no identity, these guys don't believe it.

Those with a bigger brain have already figured out how to turn this into a suspense drama.

Mind a little bit, I guessed: "I heard that I also invited people from XX Library today, wouldn't they bring the little guy?"

There is no way, they are all mystery novelists, waiting for starvation to death when their brains are not too big, and some people even wrote in their hearts the grievances and hatreds of several major libraries around the appearance of Sougoto.

Regardless of how the brain fills up, this kind of things between libraries has nothing to do with them, just gossip and gossip. As for helping Wenku get out, there are several big libraries, who knows who gets in the way.

Moreover.

After all, it’s a child. If you have a higher status, I would have taken a childish sentence. I didn’t see so many people and didn’t stand up, so a few big guys asked a few words: "Whose child is this?"

They are not stupid, so it's better to see how Wenku handles this emergency situation.

However, what I have to say is-this kid is really cheating, if his children offend so many industry leaders, they have to break their legs.

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A few minutes later, the hotel staff who went out to find someone did not return, and the editor on the mountain came.

"Yo!" Sougo Doma raised his hand and greeted when he finally saw the person he knew.

He felt that he had a light-absorbing physique, and just as he spoke, he once again attracted the attention of the audience.

Seeing the direction of Sougo Tama's greeting, a group of authors also looked over.

"This kid belongs to an editor on the mountain?"

"What the hell is the editor on the hill doing?"

"Is Wen Ku ready to step in and make conventions?"

"I heard that Matsumoto-san's "Blue Moon" is too close to traditional literature, resulting in a huge drop in sales..."

"Could it be Wenku's beating?"

"Hehe, push an insignificant child out..." Someone sneered.

"Library only pays attention to sales. I heard that it's not easy to mix with traditional literature recently."

"Nonsense, although I love mystery novels, I also know that only traditional novels can save the Japanese literary world!" A slightly older author blew his beard and stared at the people around him.

"Yes, especially now, someone has created the dregs of light novels..."

The more they talked, the more angry they became, and the more people stared at the editor on the mountain.

The mountain, who knew nothing about it, felt a bit of cold. He walked to the side of Sougo Tama in three steps in two steps: "Xingren-san, what happened?"

"Yeah!" Sougo Doma put his hands on the back of his head: "It's basically a group of people who want to enter the traditional circle but can't find a way, and then look behind him, and feel that they are superior guys are complaining..."

The editor on the mountain was sweating profusely. Enough, teacher pedestrian, you know on the phone that you have a bad personality. Why is it worse in reality? Can you say anything like this?

Zou Gou didn't finish speaking, and the guy who had just asked him which child he was interrupted.

"Editor Shanshang, I want to know, is this what you mean? Or is it from Wenku?"

"Ms. Kimura, what else are you talking about, I don't quite understand." Shanshan stood upright.

"What the kid said, did you mean it, or did it mean Wen Ku?"

"Um!" The hill was full of confusion, but he quickly wiped off the sweat on his forehead: "Mr. Kimura, forgot to introduce, this is a pedestrian teacher, and also from the library..."

"Naughty!" It was another tyrannical interruption, and the gangster said again: "Editor on the mountain, this is not a place for a light novel writer who writes one or two compositions."

"Yes!" The mountain editor bowed again and again: "But Mr. Kimura, Mr. Xingren's upcoming release is a mystery novel!"

Kimura: "??"

Everyone: "@_@"

Hey, hey, we have heard of genius light novelists, but genius mystery novelists...

Unlike light novels where love is more than anything else, the composition of a mystery novel is not only a plot, but also a layout and clues. It can be said that a mystery novel is written and published, which is the process of fighting the readers' wits and courage.

Now you tell me, a twelve? The 13-year-old kid wants to fight his readers with wits, does he know all the words?

"Dududu..."

Before the other people were over shocked, the harsh phone ringing rang.

"Sorry, I'll answer the call." After looking at the phone, Kimura looked down and apologized, then hurriedly walked outside the door.

At this time, the authors also came to a sense of shock, until there was no onlooker.

It’s just that from time to time someone whispered to the mountain editor: "Sankhangsan, is the library crazy? Can twelve or three-year-old reasoning works be published?"

Think about what they are doing in twelve or three? About still playing football, let alone reasoning, even the girl in the next class would blush.

"boom!"

Interrogating room.

The door of the hall was suddenly pushed open rudely, and the boss Kimura who had just gone out had a sullen expression: "Editor on the mountain, I have something to ask you."

The mountain felt a pain in the head, and I had known that I should help the pedestrian teacher to push these gathering arrangements.

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