"I didn't expect to see you in this situation, Yakumo-sensei."

After Machida Enko realized the fact, she quickly got into work mode and said with a smile that made people feel good:

"Hello, I am Machida Enko, the editor of Fusugawa Bunko. Nice to meet you."

When Mo Yi was about to respond to the other party, the senior sister complained again:

"Editor, you must have been stunned for a moment just now!"

"Do you find it hard to believe that the legendary Master Yakumo is actually a male high school student, not as you imagined. He should be about forty years old, somewhat bald, fat, smoking a cigar, and pitying others all day long. At the same time, he looked at the middle-aged men around the girls and boys with strange eyes."

"Although I really don't want to admit it, the guy in front of me who looks a bit ordinary and can barely be called a handsome guy among the crowd is Master Yakumo, who is deeply loved and hated by the world."

Mo Yi: "..."

Shiyu-chan, your complaints still contain a lot of information. I can understand sizing up girls, but what the hell is sizing up boys!

Moreover, do you have any prejudice against bald people? You know, bald people are the strongest!

Finally, should I be grateful for being called a handsome guy by you?

Also feeling speechless is Machida Enko. Shiu always maintains a cold image in front of strangers. It seems that there are some interesting stories between them, but she doesn't have time to explore it yet!

Shiyu-chan, how can I socialize politely with you like this?

"Shiyu, if you insult me ​​like this, will your conscience hurt?"

Mo Yi smiled helplessly and looked at the collapsed look on Machida Enzi's face.

"The secret, a Baumkuchen!"

Kasumigaoka Shiyu directly picked up Mo Yi's Yuqian Longjing and took a sip. After licking her dry lips, she was ready to complain. If she wanted to ask why she had such a strong desire to complain today, maybe it was because she saw her incompetent person. Maybe the front desk gentleman is deceiving an ignorant girl again!

As a messenger of justice, Kasumigaoka Shiyu was of course not happy, and her spirit of complaining could not be restrained.

However, when she still wanted to complain, Mo Yi saw this, took out a Baumkuchen from his pocket, and stuffed it into Kasumigaoka Shiyu's mouth the moment she opened her mouth.

The other party only let out a whimpering sound of "Woo".

"Well, the world is finally clean."

After setting the table, Mo Yi showed an elegant smile like a spring breeze and said to Machida Enko:

"Hello, Ms. Machida, my name is Mo Yi, and my pen name is Master Yakumo. However, I prefer others to call me Mo Yi directly. After all, walls have ears. I don't want to be pressed to the ground and rubbed by those writers and their fans."

"Puff——"

Although it was a little difficult to accept that the other party was Master Yakumo, a world-class celebrity at first, with just such a word and smile, Machida Enzi felt that the other party was mature in dealing with people and did not have the difficult personality of those masters that she imagined. In fact, the other person feels like an old friend who fell in love with him at first sight.

It seems that the other person is not the kind of creative teacher who devotes all his attention to creation, but this is normal. In addition to being a famous teacher, the other person is also the founder and leader of the world-class website Yakumo House.

Without corresponding abilities, how can it be possible to achieve achievements that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve in two different fields?

"Teacher Mo Yi, I don't dare to call you by your name. After all, your fans are countless times more than those of writers. If you record this scene in your future autobiography, I don't dare to do it again. go out."

"If your fans use the excuse of 'How dare you not call me Yakumo sensei, are you, Machida Enko, in a state of disbelief? Do you look down on Master Yakumo?', rub it on the ground."

Then, the two began to exchange some routine business blows.

Of course, after eating the Baumkuchen, Kasumigaoka Shiu will not disturb their business conversation. Kasumigaoka Shiu still understands these things. When a man is doing things, it is best to quietly support him with his eyes. method.

So, Kasumigaoka Shiyu drank the green tea that Mo Yi brought to her, supported her cheek with one hand, and watched Mo Yi continue to fool Machida Enko, who was extremely resistant to poison.

I have to say that this is the first time I have seen this side of Mr. Front Desk. Is this the so-called business elite chatting and laughing?

However, this guy at the front desk seems to be a bit more handsome than usual.

Thinking of this, Kasumigaoka Shiyu occasionally smiled.

After the commercial blow, Machida Enzi began to watch Mo Yi's "Five Centimeters Per Second".

In fact, she also took the risk of trying to talk about Mo Yi. After all, the other party's reputation was too great, and the aspects were still wrong. If the Immortal Sichuan Library was really allowed to publish his works, whether it was herself or Immortal Sichuan Library is facing great social pressure.

However, since the president agreed with her idea, he must have considered it. With her eyes, she could naturally see that the president was interested not only in the name Master Yakumo, but more importantly in the cultural giant of Yakumo House. .

Now that the development of Immortal River Library has reached a bottleneck, it is understandable to seek a strong alliance.

Therefore, even if Master Yakumo's work is not a masterpiece, I am afraid that the president will approve it, thereby establishing a basis for cooperation with the other party.

However, as an editor, she does not want to care about such commercial interests. What she prefers is to read wonderful words. This is the fundamental reason why she chose this career.

In fact, I don’t really like to write plots about commercial farming, but a story always needs some boring and necessary plots to make it real.

So I had to masturbate.

Chapter 57: The helpful Angel Raphael

"It's really exciting. This is really a breath of fresh air in the industry!"

"Although the plot is a bit bland to read, as I read it, I couldn't help but put myself into it, and even thought of myself when I was young."

"I didn't expect that Teacher Mo Yi, even with this kind of subject matter, could create such an addictive story!"

As soon as Machida Enzi looked at the manuscript, she praised it, suddenly remembered something, and explained:

"What I mean is that Teacher Mo Yi's talents are so wide-ranging. In addition to his unparalleled talent in the subject of the Eighteen Forbidden Periods, he is also so outstanding in the subject of campus love."

"Then I will graciously accept Miss Machida's compliment."

Mo Yi smiled nonchalantly:

"Furthermore, in this modern era where the word Yakumo is equivalent to the eighteen forbidden words, it is normal for me to feel uncomfortable that Yakumo can write such pure love-themed things."

"After all, we don't require every reader to be a philosopher, to be able to look at writers with a dialectical eye, rather than selecting works with labels."

"Teacher Mo Yi really lives up to his reputation as a master. This kind of open mind is not possessed by ordinary people, such as a certain beautiful girl writer who is giggling."

“I’ve been nitpicking all day, and then used the idea that it’s all the market’s fault as the reason for delaying the publication.”

Kasumigaoka Shiyu: "Meow meow meow?"

If I heard correctly, the beautiful girl writer you are talking about seems to be referring to me. The most important thing is, can the beautiful girl’s silly smile be called a silly smile?

That's called having a slight smile and being charming, but being uneducated is really scary. No wonder she's still single to this day.

"My editor, I can't bear your words anymore."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu complained furiously:

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