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

Chapter 252 The crown of Wenhua is reserved for me 2
"Oh~ a new novel?"

The French woman walked unsteadily to the railing at the rear of the yacht.

The yacht that Longchuan Che and his friends rented was a private yacht made in Bavaria, Germany.

The deck is spacious and there are sofas in the back row.

Anne Erno sat down next to Longchuan Che.

Long Chuan Che didn't know where she got the small silver wine flask from, and he drank from it with gulps.

A mint-flavored ladies' cigarette mixed with a high concentration of alcohol.

Longchuan Che waved the manuscript.

"You probably aren't interested in traditional Japanese stories."

Standing in front of the fence holding a fishing rod, Takeda Shinki stared at the sea and spoke casually.

This novel by Toru Ryukawa is clearly a traditional Japanese novel, which is completely contrary to the Westernized and globalized novel that Anne Erno wanted.

"Japanese story?"

Anne Erno was stunned. She remembered that when she first arrived in Tokyo, there was a female author who was also studying this.

Mysterious and gloomy.

One of the traditional aesthetics of Japanese style.

Classical Japanese novels are called "monogatari".

For example, "The Tale of Genji" and "The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter".

"Monogatari" means novel, but now it is used to refer to works with a strong traditional culture.

"Write this kind of novel."

Anne Erno suddenly clicked her tongue.

"This is the consequence of not understanding the international trend, Mr. Longchuan."

The woman had an expression on her face that said, "You'll be at a great loss if you don't sign a contract with me."

"From a geographical perspective, world literature can be simply divided into two parts: Western literature and Eastern literature."

The woman raised two fingers, took the notebook from Longchuan Che's hand and wrote.

"Hear the Wind Sing", "Pinball 1973", "The End of the World and Hard-Boiled Wonderland" and other words.

“I particularly like the imagery you use in your articles.”

The French woman wrote on the notebook with her slender fingers:
Words like crow, baseball bat, blue mole, six fingers and four breasts, color, air chrysalis, deep well, etc.

"What do these things mean?"

The wife came over unconsciously.

She asked, stroking her chin as she looked at what the blonde had written.

My wife actually prefers the more classical novels written by Toru Ryukawa, like "Snow Country". I don't know why, but we have an indescribable sense of commonality.

The sadness of the futility of life and death, the beauty of its fleetingness.

But now French editors seem to feel that Longchuan’s other novels are more in line with their aesthetics.

Is this a difference between Eastern and Western cultures?
The wife couldn't help but think.

"Crow, six fingers, green mole."

Longchuan Che randomly selected a few and read them.

He took a few steps forward to look at his wife's catch.

A few flounders and a sea bream.

My wife has really learned the true art of fishing from me.

Ryukawa Toru attributed the credit to his wife's ability to catch the fish to himself, then looked at the empty fish bucket at Takeda Maki's place and began to sigh.

Several people stayed near the coast and could not catch big fish.

"Instead of laughing at me, why not explain it to Takako?"

Ryukawa Toru was sighing there, and Takeda Maki's face looked a little gloomy.

She had just greeted him proactively as her sister had taught her, but he still didn't respond.

If you really don't want to leave, talk to him again.

This is what the wife just said to her sister.

"Crow, six fingers, green mole."

The woman didn't seem to need his help, so Longchuan Che cleared his throat and continued:

"This is something that often appears in the Greek and Greek civilizations."

"Two Greek civilizations?"

The wife had no idea what these people were talking about.

She bit her lip and showed Longchuan Che a rather pitiful face.

The pearly teeth bit lightly, the face was as soft as water. Long Chuanche rolled his throat up and down.

“The Greek and Greek civilizations are the source of Western culture, and the secular humanistic Greek civilization was deeply influenced by the ancient Egyptian Book of the Dead.”

Ryukawa Toru stood at the stern of the boat and stretched out his finger toward the sea, making a gesture similar to Moses parting the sea.

The sea parted under Moses, who led the Israelites out of Egypt and gave a story that was enough to lay the foundation for Western civilization.

Moses parting the sea, Old Testament.

The origins of all cultures cannot escape from myths.

"Crow, six fingers, green mole."

Ryukawa Toru threw a little bait around Takeda Maki's fishing line.

"These intentional things often appear in Greek mythology and Western religious books, which makes them more familiar to Westerners."

What exactly is so-called cultural literature?

In Longchuan Che's opinion, it was something mixed with regional history and culture.

The difference between Eastern and Western cultures lies in the different histories and cultures they are exposed to.

Haruki Murakami uses a lot of Westernized intentions to make his works more acceptable to Western readers.

Are there so many tricks to writing a novel?
The wife was a little dumbfounded.

It was obvious that every time she saw Longchuan Che, she could write it down in a flash.

"Can you please just leave my fishing area alone?"

Just now, there was clearly a fish about to be caught, but Longchuan Che threw things around and scared it away.

Takeda Shinki frowned, looking somewhat unhappy.

My sister caught a lot of fish, but I caught nothing.

The woman looked a little embarrassed.

I made a nest for her with good intentions, and she thought I was causing trouble?

Ryukawa Toru's nose was almost broken by Takeda Shinki.

The two people over there were fiddling with each other, and the French woman sighed.

“This is what I can’t understand the most.”

The woman wrote the word "ancient capital" on the back of Murakami's books with strong Western flavor.

"You can obviously write about Western themes, why do you write about this..."

Anne frowned at the word "ancient capital".

This title is full of strong oriental flavor.

Using Western techniques to write about Eastern characteristics?
Anne didn't think this was a good idea.

"You haven't seen Snow Country, have you?"

The woman's expression allowed Longchuan Che to tell what she was thinking at a glance.

Haruki Murakami has a very distinctive writing style and is not suitable for writing classical themes.

"Snow Country? What does that mean?"

Anne Erno tilted her head.

She certainly hasn't seen Snow Country.

Compared to novels with Western fantasy elements such as "Hear the Wind Sing", she is not interested in stories like "Snow Country" about going to a snowy village to find geishas.

“I can write…”

Longchuan Che raised his wife's hand.

"My loneliness dripping on a girl's nails can also be transformed into sentimental tears."

The wife was a traditional oriental beauty, and she felt a little shy when Longchuan Che raised her hand.

“You can also write…”

Longchuan Tetsu walked to the side of Takeda Zhenfei, who was staring at him with dissatisfaction.

"I have always been alone looking at it, unable to share the beauty and coldness of the moon with anyone."

The two sentences that Ryukawa Tetsu recited were descriptions of the same thing, "lonely girl", by Yasunari Kawabata and Haruki Murakami.

Some people describe loneliness by rolling tears, while others copy the other person as the moon.

The same thing, but two diametrically opposed literary styles.

The French editor smacked her lips.

"You are wasting your talent, you know?"

Anne Erno has some disdain for so-called classical writing.

(End of this chapter)