novelraw Chapter 135 If you have someone you can't abandon in half a minute, you can't survive in S
Chapter 135 If you have someone you can't abandon in half a minute, you can't survive in S
Chapter 135 If you have someone you can't abandon in half a minute, you can't survive in Shinjuku.
Jiang Liu Meili watched Nishimura Hisayuki's figure gradually disappear into the crowd, and asked Maishiro Kyosuke beside her with some concern, "Maishiro-sensei, I know it might not be the best way to put it, but 'hard-boiled mystery'?"
"Are you really confident you can surpass Nishimura-sensei in this type of mystery novel?"
Maijo Kyosuke waved to the security personnel, causing fans who wanted autographs to line up again.
While signing autographs for fans, Maishiro Kyosuke said to Eri Miri, "Ms. Eri, you can rest assured."
"My 'hard-boiled mystery' this time will definitely surpass Nishimura-sensei's."
Maijo Kyosuke's confident words piqued Eri's curiosity: "You're sure you can win?"
"Ms. Mai, have you already come up with a story?"
"Tell me! If you tell me where you want to eat tonight, we'll go there, and it'll all be on me!"
Jiang Liu Meili looked at Mai Cheng Jingjie with her almond-shaped eyes, clearly wanting to hear him share the story he had conceived.
When Maijo Kyosuke saw Jiang Liu Meili looking at him curiously, he didn't hide anything and roughly revealed his next work to her: "The story I want to write this time is called 'The City That Never Sleeps'."
Upon hearing the name, Jiang Liumei's face showed a strange expression: "The City That Never Sleeps? That's... such a strange name."
"I remember Mr. Maishiro said that this story would focus on Shinjuku, right?"
Is there any special meaning behind the title "The City That Never Sleeps"?
Upon hearing Jiang Liumei's words, Mai Shiro Kyosuke recalled the story of "The City That Never Sleeps" in his mind, and a rather profound expression appeared on his face: "The City That Never Sleeps contains the word 'city,' but it has nothing to do with a city."
"The reason why Kabukicho never sleeps is mainly due to its dazzling lights. The bright lights of Kabukicho at night make the whole night seem like daytime."
"But no matter how bright the lights of the city that never sleeps are, they can never penetrate people's hearts."
"In the cold, dark, despairing, and sleepless Shinjuku, Tokyo, perhaps only love can bring a glimmer of light to a gloomy heart?"
When Jiang Liumei heard Mai Shiro Kyosuke's words, the image of Miss Suzue from the "Shofukan" in the story of "A Bellflower" flashed through her mind.
Thinking of this, Jiang Liumei's eyes shone with an unusual light, and a happy expression appeared on her face. After all, although the story of "A Bellflower" was quite twisted, the kind of love it evoked would still resonate with readers: "So that's how it is?"
"Is Ms. Maishiro going to use Shinjuku as a model to write another love story this time?"
"Is it the kind of relationship between a yakuza member and his lover?"
"Or...the kind where you'd risk everything for love?"
Jiang Liu Meili fell into a brief reverie, but unexpectedly, Mai Cheng Jingjie directly and decisively ended Jiang Liu Meili's imagination with words: "Miss Jiang Liu, you have completely misunderstood."
"This time, I'm not writing a classic mystery," but a hard-boiled mystery. Therefore, the core of the story of *Sleepless Town* doesn't focus on the people themselves, but on the relationships between them.
"To describe the core of the story of 'Never Sleeps' in the simplest terms."
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"That means if you have someone you can't abandon in half a minute, you can't survive in Shinjuku."
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"Hardcore mystery" must feature a cold, indifferent world, a protagonist as hard as a frozen egg, a woman with tender feelings, and an inability to solve life-threatening puzzles.
"Therefore, this must be a terrifying underground world. Although the story will be related to love, the world it focuses on is boundless darkness."
When Jiang Liu Meili heard what Mai Shiro Kyosuke said, she didn't know what to say, because Mai Shiro Kyosuke had changed so much this time.
Suddenly shifting from "classic mystery" to "hard-boiled mystery" —
Even if he is a once-in-a-century genius writer, this kind of crossover competition is bound to cause concern, especially since his opponent is Nishimura Hisayuki, who is known as the "King of Hard-Hard Mystery".
"Boundless darkness?"
Jiang Liu Meili pondered Wu Cheng Jingjie's words repeatedly, then fell silent.
9:30 PM.
The number of fans waiting for autographs began to dwindle.
Although Nishimura Hisayuki's appearance made Eri forget to call Uyama Hideomi.
But Uyama Hideomi was thinking about Maishiro Kyosuke, a person who meant a great deal to him, all the time.
The Jaguar car stopped in front of the Kinokuniya Bookstore in Ginza.
Hideomi Uyama opened the car door and rushed into the autograph session of Kyosuke Maijo.
Maishiro Kyosuke saw Uyama Hideomi running towards him with an excited and anxious look on his face.
He waved to Uyama Hideomi, eagerly awaiting good news from the editor who had discovered him and given him a chance.
"Teacher Wu-City"
Because of running, Hideomi Uyama was a little out of breath. He leaned on the table and panted for a while before speaking to Kyosuke Maishiro: "Mashiro-sensei, President Noma is very happy that you received the comments written by Yokomizo-sensei and Tsuchiya-sensei for 'Summer of the Ubume'."
"So we've already notified the design department to start designing the cover for 'Summer of the Ubume' tomorrow, and we'll try to publish it as soon as possible while it's still popular."
When Jiang Liu Meili heard what Yu Shan Hideomi said, she was also happy for Mai Shiro Kyosuke.
But good news of this magnitude wouldn't be enough to excite an editor like Hideomi Uyama, who has been working for fifteen years, to this extent.
Although Maishiro Kyosuke did not exchange any glances with Eri, he shared the same thoughts as Eri.
Maishiro Kyosuke looked at the panting Uyama Hideomi with a curious expression: "Mr. Uyama, thank you for the good news."
"But—did you come all this way so excitedly just because of this?"
Upon hearing Maishiro Kyosuke's words, Uyama Hideomi raised an eyebrow slightly in a joking manner: "What? Is Mr. Maishiro now so high and mighty that he's unmoved even after submitting his manuscript, which will be published in less than a week?"
"Ms. Mai, you really need to know!"
"Some authors submit their manuscripts to publishers, but because we editors are so busy, it takes two or three months before we get a response!"
At this point, Uyama Hideomi couldn't help but shudder, as if he had thought of something terrible.
Jiang Liu Meili, perhaps influenced by her mother Jiang Liu Bieji, was very adept at understanding people's hearts. Seeing that Yu Shan Richuchen rarely showed a look of fear, she naturally asked curiously, "Mr. Yu Shan, what's wrong? Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?"
Seeing that both Eri and Maishiro were looking at him with curious eyes, Uyama Hideomi gave a wry smile and said, "Because I just thought of a terrible experience."
"I can say that this experience was the most terrifying one in my fifteen-year editing career."
Five years ago, I had just been promoted to deputy editor-in-chief of the publishing department.
"I once received a submission from a writer."
"However, it was three months later when I finally saw that manuscript."
"Although I don't think that author's work meets publication standards, I really like his style; simply put, it's a very interesting police novel."
"So I wrote back to him, hoping to meet with him in person, give him some advice, and encourage him to continue writing."
"But after the letter was sent, it disappeared without a trace. Two or three months later, I had almost forgotten about it, and I still hadn't received a reply."
Uyama Hideomi wiped the sweat from his forehead, sat down in a chair, picked up the fan that was originally used to fan Maishiro Kyosuke, and used it to cool himself down.
"and then?"
Jiang Liu Meili noticed that Yu Shan Ri Chen was fanning himself, so she asked him curiously.
Upon hearing Jiang Liu's beautiful words, Yu Shan Hideomi awkwardly scratched his cheek with his fingers and then vigorously scratched his arm, a look of fear flashing in his eyes: "Teacher Wucheng, Miss Jiang Liu, we've known each other for so long, and you both know that I'm the kind of person who likes to get stuck on things, or rather, to go down a dead end."
"Six months had passed by the time I discovered this."
"During that time, I reviewed his manuscript twice, and the more I read, the more I felt that this guy might be a promising talent, and with guidance and experience, he might become a pioneer of Japanese police fiction."
"So I took advantage of the free time I had while picking up manuscripts from other writers to go to the address he had written on the manuscripts."
"I knocked on the door more than ten times, but no one answered, so I assumed he had given up writing and gone out to work."
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"But maybe I'm too appreciative of talent? I suddenly had a special idea."
"I want to see how this guy is doing these days?"
"If he's doing well, I won't bother him anymore. If he's doing poorly, I'll help him publish his novel as a way of making up for the guilt of replying to him three months late."
"So I ran to the building across the street and looked towards his home, and what I saw was a scene I will never forget —"