Tokyo: The life of a literary giant begins with home self-defense!

Chapter 114: My sword is not bad either
A large group of students were sitting scattered on the Tokyo University bus.

Ying Sili sat in the second to last row, leaning on the back of his chair and looking at the beautiful girl he had just met.

She has a pure appearance, charming eyes and eyebrows, and her body looks like a bamboo shoot just grown out of the winter snow.

He is a famous playboy, but there are few girls of the same age who are prettier than him.

"So you're saying my idol is your brother?"

Ying Sili tried to make himself look as handsome as possible. He held his face and adjusted his floral jacket, sighing that this world was truly wonderful.

He has good talent. When he was in high school, he wrote an essay called "The Remaining Epidemic", which was praised by Waseda University's Akechi Susumu as being clever, eloquent and eloquent.

He was the most talented writer among all the students at the University of Tokyo, but even so he envied the young man who killed the Buddha in the Zen temple.

The further you go on the road of pure literature, the more you can feel the value of "The Golden Pavilion".

The beauty of extreme violence and the evil of human nature.

Whether it is the philosophical discussion on human nature or the critical significance in the anti-war era, it is impeccable.

This is not something that should be written at this age.

The young man I admire now has a younger sister, and she seems to be very interested in me.

"My idol, let's get closer."

This is what Mr. Ying Sili is thinking now.

"Yeah, that's right."

Takeda Akane made a well-behaved expression.

"He and I are a blended family. We have lived together since I was five years old."

"Hiss~" Ying Sili didn't expect this to be the case.

These unrelated siblings have lived together since childhood. Do I have no chance?

The girl is cute and pretty, and Ying Sili feels that his idol also has charisma.

"Oh, that."

Ying Sili touched his nose awkwardly and sat down again.

Takeda Akane has a strange mind. Her feelings towards Ryukawa Toru are not just dislike or disgust.

We grew up together, but that boy is inferior to me in every way.

Her biggest impression of Longchuan Tetsu was the time when she stood in front of him with a test paper with full marks, showing off proudly.

The boy smiled foolishly and continued to climb up the mountain to catch stag beetles.

Ryuukawa Toru is not smart, he is stupid, but he seems to ignore himself often.

Takeda Akane didn't know when she began to hate him more and more, and liked to scold him more and more.

I called him stupid and foolish, but my heart skipped a beat when I heard yesterday that he was also coming to Tokyo to participate in the Youth Award.

"Ryukawa Tetsu?"

The girl held up her face and circled her hair with her fingers.

She had no reaction when she heard Ying Sili say that the other party was arrogant and was against a group of literati.

"A puppy is a puppy. You have to keep hitting him to make him behave himself."

People were coming and going outside the car window, the lights were dimming, and the girl smiled as she looked at the bustling Tokyo outside the window.

"Aqiu."

When the people from the University of Tokyo were rushing to Sumida District, Ryukawa Toru got out of the car and sneezed.

In front of the huge white building, there is empty space all around, and the words "Youth Reward and Treatment Center" are engraved on the door.

"Why are you here?"

Longchuan Che took a look at the construction site which didn't look like an urban area at all.

The so-called Youth Award submission address was shabby and covered in dirty mud.

Dead grass and broken walls.

The small factory here had just been razed to serve as the headquarters for this national movement.

"This is what Sumida Ward looks like." Ono Taro closed the car door and looked around.

After the war, Tokyo's Sumida District was revived as a center for small and medium-sized factories, supporting Japan's rapid economic growth and nurturing Tokyo's downtown culture. In the early 20s, there were nearly 70 factories, but now they are gradually being demolished by the government.

"It's a symbol of social progress, Longchuan-kun."

Taro Ono patted an old stone wall that still had graffiti from the last century on it.

He could probably guess why the government placed the Youth Award headquarters here, simply to show its determination to break down before building up.

“I don’t know if it’s just formalism or if it’s real courage.”

Taro Ono clapped his hands and walked inside with Toru Ryukawa.

Unlike the people over there who had to queue up to submit their works, Longchuan Che entered his information very quickly.

After looking at the publishing document proof presented by Taro Ono and the bookstore joint report, the staff quickly handed Ryukawa Toru a key.

“Live in this for three weeks until the work is finished and the judging is complete.”

Taro Ono smiled and patted Ryukawa Toru on the shoulder.

"This time the selection method is not a judges' selection, but a radio station vote. Don't make a mistake and make people think that pure literature is not good."

"Shouldn't this matter be a headache for Monk Hongping?"

Longchuan Che rolled his eyes. This literary appreciation competition was very strange.

He did not have professional judges to discern value and literary quality, but instead let the public vote based on their interests.

He did not restrict literary forms and maximized public discussion.

This leads to a problem.

"Popular books have an advantage over pure literature."

Ono Taro winked at Ryukawa Toru.

"You, a young man who has just made a name for yourself in the industry, won't be killed."

Taro Ono's tone was a little teasing. He especially remembered that when he heard that the minister wanted Ryukawa Toru to participate in the grand prize, he told a story about passing through layers of levels and encountering a big devil.

You are a young man from a small town and you feel that you are exceptionally talented.

Beat your peers and get into a top university.

You occasionally produce one or two publishable articles and enjoy the envy of those around you.

When you walked into the literary world with great ambition and entered the competition, you found that Ryuukawa Tetsu, who was the same age as you, was already able to argue with the top group of people.

When you were eighteen, you were worried about whether your articles could be published; when he was eighteen, he was called the biggest scourge of Japanese literary world.

The disaster is slander and insult, but we must take it seriously.

Taro Ono once thought that it was no surprise that Ryukawa Toru would participate in this kind of competition, but now...

"Mr. Longchuan, young people's thoughts are wild and unrestrained, and they are full of wonders. If we don't consider the literary quality..."

Taro Ono looked somewhat gloating.

"The sword of a young man is not bad at all."

The other party's words made Longchuan Che roll his eyes.

He always felt that the other party was hoping that he would fall.

The two of them were walking and talking, and when they returned to the main entrance, a car with a ginkgo leaf pattern painted on it stopped at the gate.

The car body was dark and depressing, and young people wearing Tokyo University uniforms got out of the car one by one.

Among the group of Dongda University students who were being talked about, there was a girl who made Longchuan Che raise an eyebrow.

"Isn't that Mrs. Takeda's daughter?"

Ono Taro waved enthusiastically over there.

The editor-in-chief didn't know about the strange relationship between this family.

At the entrance of the newly established "New Youth Literature" in Sumida District, the girl glanced at Ryukawa Toru.

Then he led a large group of students from the University of Tokyo towards Ryukawa Tetsu and the others.

(End of this chapter)