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

Chapter 175: According to seniority, you should call me BB

The banquet started with sake and ended with rice and miso soup. In the middle of the banquet, someone brought a few manuscripts and asked Ryukawa Tetsu to help look at them.

"Teacher Longchuan, I wrote a manuscript and plan to submit it to this group portrait award. Can you help me take a look?"

The person who spoke was the one who just said that art should be transcendent and was more inclined towards the art form of "Snow Country".

Longchuan Che patted the fried food residue on his hands and took the manuscript.

"Mirror of Twilight"

Longchuan Che raised his eyebrows and glanced at the young man opposite him.

Wearing a black jacket and looking a little thin, Longchuan Che lowered his head and looked up.

The other party not only praised it verbally, but also wrote things that had the flavor of the "New Sensationalism".

Personification, suggestion, symbol, projecting subjective feelings onto objects, and pursuing novel expressions with words.

"Above the distant mountain tops, the afterglow of the sunset still lingers faintly.

The outlines of the scenery seen through the car window glass receded into the distance but did not disappear, but they had become dim.

Although the train continued to move forward, the ordinary appearance of the mountains and fields seemed even more ordinary to him.

Since nothing really caught his attention, he seemed to have a huge emotional torrent going on in his heart."

Longchuan Che took a look and then smiled.

"pretty good."

"Ryukawa Toru's temper isn't as bad as the rumors say."

Ryukawa Tetsu is a legend in the Faculty of Literature at the University of Tokyo.

First, he had an argument with their teacher, Ichitaro Miyasei, which had not been confirmed yet, and then he scolded those seniors during the Youth Award Ceremony.

The labels of "difficult to talk to" and "arrogant" have already been attached to him.

but now
The young man held his girlfriend's hand and smiled with red lips and white teeth.

"Teacher Longchuan, do you agree with the statement that 'literature should be transcendent'?"

Ryuukawa Tetsu is the founder of the 'New Sensationalism', the girl who just asked Ryuukawa Tetsu for his autograph asked curiously.

The girls' eyes were slightly admiring, or perhaps it could be said that most young people had some respect for Ryuukawa Tetsu.

After all, he was eighteen years old, and he wrote "Snow Country" and "Youth Trilogy".

The water of the Arakawa River flows upstream, and the eighteen-year-old boy is full of vigor and vitality.

Many young people have the impression that Ryuukawa Che is standing on the podium with great talent.

"Um"

As soon as Ryukawa Toru received attention, Takeda Akane's face turned ugly. Ryukawa Toru watched the other person stand up and walk towards the bathroom with a cold face.

“Politics and literature cannot be separated.”

Since it was just a casual chat, Ryukawa Tetsu said whatever he wanted to say. He used chopsticks to knock away his girlfriend's hand that wanted to secretly taste the sake, and Ryukawa Tetsu continued,
“As Gabriel García Márquez, the author of One Hundred Years of Solitude, said: The writer’s position is a political position, and the task of changing that society is so urgent that no one can escape political work.

Moreover, my political and literary interests draw nourishment from the same source: concern for people, for the world around me, for society and for life itself.

Literary interest is a kind of political interest, and political interest is also a kind of literary interest.

Both are forms of caring about reality.”

The "New Sensationalism" that pursues the supremacy of art actually said that art cannot avoid politics. The student who wrote "Mirror of Dusk" said hesitantly:

"But you didn't show any political intention of criticism or reflection in Snow Country, nor did you even have any topics related to social humanities. You just blindly..."

The other party looked a little excited, and Longchuan Che shook his head.

“Not expressing political intentions is sometimes a political intention.”

Ryukawa Tetsu is very happy that some people are learning "Snow Country" and some people like the art form of "New Sensationalism", but if the other party thinks that "Snow Country" is "useless", "purposeless", "non-political" "literature", Ryukawa Tetsu can only say "the other party does not understand politics or literature."

"Muzi, wait for me here. I'll excuse myself for a moment, everyone." They needed to digest what Ryukawa Tetsu said, and he was also a little impatient with Takeda Akane who kept finding fault.

Last time in Yamanashi, I let him slip away. This time...
Looking at Ying Sili who was chatting enthusiastically over there, Longchuan Che smiled.

After warning his girlfriend not to drink sake secretly, Ryukawa Toru escaped from the banquet.

The banquet is held in a high-end restaurant, and there is a migratory water pavilion outside the dining room.

The gurgling water swirls around the black rockery, a bit like a miniature version of Kyoto's Nijo Castle.

The spring breeze strokes the willows, and their green branches droop down to the water.

Ryukawa Toru waited in the corridor for a while, and Takeda Akane, with water droplets on her hands, came out from a corner.

She wore a pleated skirt and an elegant French lace shirt.

From Tokyo to Yamanashi, Takeda Akane's dress has become more and more exquisite.

"Yo~"

Before Longchuan Che opened his mouth, the girl who saw him sitting by the corridor raised her eyebrows and said in a somewhat sarcastic tone:
"If the great writer isn't inside to talk about literature, why would he have time to come out?"

The girl's face was pure and charming, as if it had two personalities. Long Chuan Che wanted to ask if the little girl had two faces. You know, she was mostly a good girl in front of her family and friends. This was the first time he had said that to her face.

Longchuan Che pinched his chin and glanced at the other person's tender legs exposed to the spring breeze.

The other person's outfit was much bolder than my girlfriend's. The waist of her skirt was folded twice to above her knees. She wore white socks and small leather shoes.

He should be a popular little idol in school.

Just now when Longchuan Che was eating, he saw several boys trying every means to get close to her.

"Why are you looking at me? You pervert!"

The other person's eyes swept across his knees.

Sweep the hem of the skirt.

Takeda Akane felt a strange sense of shame in her heart.

It's a bit like the girl who has been fiddling around has finally been noticed by someone, but Takeda Akane would never admit this feeling.

"Why, you saw me coming out and followed me out? Like a puppy chasing after its owner?"

The girl crossed her arms and continued to speak viciously, but Longchuan Che rolled his eyes and interrupted her.

"You seem to be very popular in Dongda?"

Longchuan Che looked at the other person with some curiosity. She was pretty and it was normal for her to be pursued by boys, but when they were eating just now, waves of boys came to her.

"Ah? Are you jealous?"

The girl smiled as if it was expected and looked at Longchuan Che who was sitting by the water pavilion.

The other person was wearing a white shirt, and the wind blew through his hair, revealing his beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

Takeda Akane walked up to Ryuukawa Toru with a teasing smile on her face.

"How about this."

"If you bark like a puppy three times and then break up with Muzi..."

"so I…"

Before I could finish what I was saying, Longchuan Che silently broke off a willow branch next to him to interrupt me.

"Xiao Qian."

"Ok?"

The willow branches made a rustling sound in the air, and Long Chuan Che said with a serious face:
"You can't talk to your uncle like that."

(End of this chapter)