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

Chapter 122: The Misfit Miss Muzi and Love Letter 3 (Two in One)

Under the light blue night sky, the night gradually darkens and the fluorescent lights in the Youth Cultural Center slowly light up.

Longchuan Che put away the paper and pen and prepared to go see what his girlfriend was doing.

"Idol, idol."

Ying Sili, the young man who was very lively in the Youth Award, came over at this time.

Wearing a colorful hooded sweatshirt, he looks more like an idol singer than an author.

"what happened?"

Longchuan Che put down what he was holding and looked up.

Ying Sili not only came by himself, but also brought several people of his age.

Longchuan Che has met them before, and they are all considered to be somewhat famous authors among the younger generation.

Some write popular literature, and some write pure literature.

Popular literature is more well-known because it is difficult for people of this age to write good pure literary works.

“We’ve finished writing.”

About six or seven authors placed their manuscripts on the mahogany table, and each pulled over one or two stools to surround Longchuan Che in the middle.

It's done, it's done. Why are you surrounding me?

Long Chuan Che's eyes twitched and he picked up a manuscript.

"prose?"

The one who picked it up was probably Ying Sili's. He was very excited to see Longchuan Che reading his manuscript.

"how?"

The boy's eyes were filled with a light of "My sword is not at all disadvantageous". Long Chuan Che sighed and knew why these people came to him.

Young people aged eighteen or nineteen are unwilling to admit defeat and have courage.

In the competition arena, the more people know Ryuukawa Tetsu, the more they want to defeat him.

He wrote "Snow Country", a poem-like work with beautiful words, and "Golden Pavilion", a glimpse into human nature under extreme violence.

Taken individually, both books represent the pinnacle of a literary giant's aesthetics. Is it possible for such an author to be defeated by himself?

During the Youth Award event, Ryukawa Toru was surrounded by a group of young people, like an evil dragon to be conquered.

"I still need to find my girlfriend."

"Just take a look."

Longchuan Che sighed, but was pushed back to the bench by Ying Sili.

The innocent desire of this young man to compete was not unpleasant. Long Chuan Che pinched his already tired eyes and looked down.
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Youth is not about age, but about state of mind.

Prose is a type of miscellaneous literature and can be classified as the same literary genre as poetry and drama.

It can be lyrical or narrative.

The previous article "Flowers Never Sleep" written by Longchuan Tetsu was a narrative essay, while this one is mainly lyrical.
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Youth is not about age, but about state of mind.
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It's not the rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees, but the deep will, grand imagination and passionate feelings.
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Youth is full of vigor and vitality, courage overcomes cowardice, and aggressiveness overwhelms complacency.
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Such vigor is common among men in their twenties and even more so in men in their sixties.
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Getting older does not mean you are old. It is only when you give up your ideals that you fall into old age.
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Time may only weaken the skin, but abandoning enthusiasm may weaken the soul. Worry, fear, and loss of self-confidence may warp the mind and make it lose its spirit.
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Whether you are sixty or twenty, the joy of life, the temptation of miracles, and the innocence of a child are everlasting in your heart. Everyone has an antenna in his or her heart.
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Once the antenna is lowered, your spirit will be covered by ice and snow, and cynicism and self-abandonment will arise naturally. Even if you are only twenty years old, you are actually very old. However, as long as you raise the antenna and capture the optimistic signal, you will have the hope of still feeling young when you leave this world at the age of eighty.

It's not like the writing style here in Japan, it's more Westernized.

Longchuan Che was a little surprised.

“It’s very well written.”

Imamura Natsuko came over and pointed with her finger, "It happens to people in their twenties, and it's more common in men in their sixties." "Getting older doesn't mean you're getting old, but when you give up your ideals, you fall into old age."

A few short sentences were brushed over.

"It warns people to be enterprising and that youth has nothing to do with age."

It is indeed a very good essay. Longchuan Che nodded and said it was good.

"hey-hey."

Being praised, Ying Sili suddenly felt a little proud.

"Come on, come on."

Ying Sili suddenly put on an expression as if he was sure of victory and sat down leisurely to the side.

Tanka, prose, novella.

Longchuan Che found that the people who came to him wrote well.

There is an understanding of youth and a pursuit of literature.

"all good."

Longchuan Che put down the manuscript and nodded.

After listening to what Longchuan Che said, the people who were reading the manuscript breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and then looked straight at Longchuan Che.

"Longchuan-kun, who among us do you think will win the prize?"

A somewhat strange question, Longchuan Che looked at this and that.

"Why do you ask?"

Longchuan Che wanted to say, it’s only the fifth day, and you guys have already decided on the champion?
"Their essays are very good, but essays are miscellaneous and won't have a large audience. The popular essays we write have a wider audience, but they think they are not nutritious and have no purpose, so they want Longchuan to see which of us has a greater chance of winning."

There is actually a sense of literary opposition among these six or seven people.

Longchuan Che's expression became even weirder.

"is not what it means."

Longchuan Che pointed at the creators around him who were still writing furiously.

"Don't you care about other people?"

So many people haven’t completed their works, let alone written their own articles.

Longchuan Che felt that the people on the opposite side were much more arrogant than himself.

He was worried that the Youth Prize would produce an article that could compete with the Akutagawa Prize, but these people were actually discussing who would win.

"They."

Among the few people who came over, a student smiled.

“It may be a bit immodest, but we are the best writers here.”

How to define whether a work is well written is a matter of personal opinion.

But as far as Longchuan Che knew, the people before him had all published works.

Four of them write popular literature, and two are good at essays.

I haven't seen any pure literature. It is difficult to write a long literary work at this age.

People who have been verified by the market are indeed more likely to receive this Youth Award. Literary people look down on each other, let alone young people who have already achieved success.

The people in front of him each had a look of pride between their brows.

Longchuan Che was about to speak.

"What about us?"

Miss Imamura next to her pointed at Ryuukawa Toru and then pointed at herself.

"you."

Ying Sili's expression looked a little subtle.

"Pure literature is too obscure, and prose has the advantage of being shorter. You two want to win the Youth Award by relying on pure literature..."

Ying Sili came over and looked at a winner of the New Trend Award, a cutting-edge writer in the literary world.

“It’s too difficult.”

It is common sense that pure literature cannot compare to the audience of popular literature.

In this radio vote, everyone subconsciously believed that popular literature would win.

Longchuan Che's eyes twitched.

"Can't we write popular literature?"

Miss Imamura said what Ryukawa Toru wanted to say.

"You're kidding, Imamura-san." Ying Sili obviously knew Imamura Natsuko, and he said with a smile:

"Pure literature pursues artistry and sociality, and every word and sentence must be carefully considered. It is difficult for you to transform it into the entertainment of popular literature."

Ryukawa Toru was once surprised that Imamura Natsuko could write both pure literature and popular writing. Now, Ying Sili's statement is also widely recognized by the general public.

Pure literature is too highbrow for the masses, and although it is both writing, it can often be seen as something different from popular reading.

"Idol, it must be hard to hold it in for the past two days. How about we just admit defeat?"

Ying Sili suddenly came in front of Longchuan Che and said this, not sure whether he meant it well or out of spite.

"I'm so angry. This person is so mean."

Long Chuan Che had no intention of writing popular literature, not even so early. Looking at Ying Si Li staring at him with his eyes wide open, Long Chuan Che took a deep breath.

"Youth theme?"

"Ah."

"Popular literature?"

"Ah."

Longchuan Che saw his girlfriend, thought for a moment, and pulled her over to sit down.

"Oh~"

Young people always like to make trouble. Longchuan Che brought a girl over and there were teasing voices all around. Miss Muzi lowered her head shyly.

"You want to write popular literature?"

Looking at Ryukawa Toru sitting beside her holding his girlfriend's paper and pen, Natsuko Imura was a little curious.

"Well, write it to Muzi."

Long Chuanche did not hide it, and the people around him were stunned.

If you don’t write for yourself, you can still write for others when you have time.

"Haha, idol, is this okay?" Ying Sili came over in a servile manner.

Pure literature emphasizes artistry and literary significance, while popular literature focuses more on interest and readability.

There are many things that can be written about the theme of youth, but most of them cannot escape the themes of optimism, courage, confusion, and love.

"These things have nothing to do with you no matter how you look at them," Ying Sili said.

In the Youth Cultural Center, surrounded by books, a large group of young people gathered together to discuss literature.

At this time, Ying Sili said that Longchuan Tetsu didn't fit the theme of youth in any way.

puff.

Someone in the crowd covered their mouth and laughed.

Even the girlfriend Matsueda Muko, who was pulled over, pursed her lips.

"What are you laughing at?"

Longchuan Che frowned in confusion.

"Maybe Longchuan-san doesn't look like us?"

Natsuko Imamura pinched her chin and said with a smile.

The girl is pretty and speaks softly.

"Yeah, yeah, sometimes I act like a little old man."

His girlfriend's words made Longchuan Che's face twitch.

Maybe it’s because of his reputation as a literary creator, or maybe he doesn’t talk much.

Many people here regard him as an old scholar like Monk Hongping.

Otherwise, Ying Sili and the others would not have come to him to act as a referee.

Pure literature is serious and authoritative.

And Ryukawa Tetsu himself is a person with a very weak sense of youth.

"What do you want to write?"

There are so many things that can be written about youth themes, and Longchuan Che really didn't know what was more popular in the market, so he looked at his girlfriend who wrote for him.

"This person is too arrogant. He just picks a topic to write about? Or is it popular literature with a strong plot?"

A group of students gathered together, and many of them came back to the library after dinner and joined in the fun when they saw the group gathered together.

A public hall for new youth surrounded by a sea of ​​books.

There were seven or eight boys and girls sitting in the middle.

One of them held his girlfriend's hand, held a pen, and asked her what she wanted to write or see.

She was asked to write for her and complete her homework, which made many people choke in amazement.

Many people still haven’t figured out what to write. They have only written the beginning of the work, but many things are not even sorted out.

This Youth Awards needs to attract attention and be popular.

The work should be interesting and should resonate with the people's emotions.

Something like this would be a best-seller if it were released. It's not easy to write it in just one month.

"Too close, Archer."

Because he wanted to teach Matsueda Muko how to write, Ryukawa Che leaned over to speak in her ear.

The moist feeling hit Songzhi Muzi's earlobe, making the girl shyly push her boyfriend away.

It’s okay to be intimate in private, but there are so many people here now.

"That's too close, Archer."

Ying Sili is indeed a mean guy. When he saw Songzhi Muzi being shy, he also shouted something in a pinched voice.

People around burst into laughter.

Everyone in the library has been busy for several days, so it has never happened that everyone gets together to watch the fun like tonight.

"Idols and youth themes are nothing more than the future, love, and campus. They are more popular in the market."

Everyone around was laughing at the little girl. Ying Sili, the instigator, coughed twice and said as he looked at Long Chuan Che as he was looking at the corpse.

“Want to write this?”

Longchuan Toru said as he looked at the shy little girl.

The girl now tapped two fingers under the table.

She knew that Longchuan Tetsu was helping her, and she probably wouldn't be able to write this work on her own.

Although I think it’s okay if my boyfriend doesn’t help me, it feels good to be cared for and valued.

"Can you write more about love?"

Miss Muzi's eyes narrowed into crescents, she was more upset than being told that the work was not completed by her.

Miss Muzi, who had no intention of becoming a writer, preferred the feeling that Ryukawa Toru cared about her.

It was like dropping a stone into Winnie the Pooh's honey pot, and the splashes were the color of syrup.

Miss Muzi knew that her boyfriend was cold-hearted and cruel. After all, any guy who breaks up with her after graduation is most likely a scumbag.

But now I feel like I'm holding a cold stone in my chest and trying to melt it away bit by bit.

'Little Longchuan, take it.'

The girl leaned against her boyfriend with her eyes shining.

Longchuan Che naturally had no idea what his girlfriend was thinking, so he pinched his chin.

Hai Mingwei said, "One cannot possess both youth and the perception of youth at the same time."

Longfellow said, 'Youth is the first chapter of a book, a story that never ends.'

There is a saying in ancient Chinese literature: "One hundred gold coins can buy a fine horse, one thousand gold coins can buy a beautiful woman, ten thousand gold coins can buy a high position, but where can I buy youth?"

Everyone has different views on youth.

"Are you stuck, idol?"

When Longchuan Che was flipping through the memory palace, Ying Sili came over with a mean look on his face.

He still doesn't think that people who engage in pure literature can write good popular novels.

The two have different audiences and different starting points for the articles.

"Don't make any noise."

Longchuan Che glared at the other person.

The theme of youth should also include the content of love.

Everyone has different opinions on youth, but most of them cannot escape the word regret.

Youth is a yellowed page of a book, with a written ending, a face that has long faded, and a remaining bright smile.

Under the somewhat naive Miss Muzi, among a large group of young people in their prime years.

Longchuan Che plans to tell them a story about missing and love.

The story begins with a letter that was sent to the wrong address.

"Muzi, you write"
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Two years after Fujii Itsuki passed away.

(End of this chapter)