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

Chapter 253 The crown of Wenhua is reserved for me 3
The French woman shouted that you were wasting your talent, but no one paid any attention to her.

Ryukawa Toru pulled Takeda Maki's hand and lifted it up, and a big fish was caught on the fishing rod.

With a silver-green color, the fish tail breaks a wave.

"It's green fish!"

The wife looked somewhat excited.

Stationary sea fishing is different from cruising sea fishing. The rate of fishing rods being retrieved when the fish stay in one place without moving is not much higher than that on the shore.

The fish caught by Takeda Maki was more than half a meter long.

"Ryukawa Tetsu! Help me."

There was a gleam in Takeda Maki's eyes, and she nodded to remind Ryukawa Toru to raise her fishing rod.

Half a meter long, one is equivalent to ten of my sisters.

Takeda Maki felt the interest in sea fishing.

"No."

He was somewhat interested in the fish in the sea, but Longchuan Che had no intention of helping.

The fish were swimming around in the sea, pulling at the fishing rod, Longchuan Che smacked his lips.

"Men and women should not touch each other. You should do this yourself."

Helping someone to lift the rod is a very ambiguous action, which requires you to wrap your arm around the other person's body from behind.

Takeda Shinki was stunned.

"You want to do this with me?"

Takeda Shinki gritted her teeth.

The two of them have done everything before, and now they are talking about the taboo of physical contact between men and women.

Longchuan Che shrugged and prepared to ask his wife for help.

As a result, the woman took the drunk woman away without anyone noticing.

The sea fish that was caught with great difficulty was splashing in the sea, and Takeda Maki glared at Ryukawa Toru.

This seemed to be the first time the two of them were alone together since that night. Longchuan Che sighed and said, "Hold on tight."

Holding the fishing rod from behind and starting to reel in the line, Ryukawa Toru felt that the tall-looking Takeda Maki was much shorter than him.

The tassel-like earrings only reached her chin, and shone like fish scales in the sunlight.

"you hate me?"

Small fishing rod, catch big fish.

It's better to slide it in little by little.

Feeling the somewhat noisy heartbeat behind her, Takeda Shinki spoke softly.

Longchuan Che was unwilling to help her or even contact her.

She had that sour feeling in her nose again.

I originally thought that I could escape from the whirlpool of desire after just one contact.

As a result, my heart is now beginning to be affected by the other person.

She would feel uncomfortable if the other party was indifferent, and would feel sad if the other party ignored her.

Mr. Chang began to feel that "maintaining cold freedom at the height of love" was just empty talk.

Some things become slightly addictive once you start trying them.

Like the poisonous fruit in the Garden of Eden, Longchuan Che was now standing behind her and she wanted to lean back.

Long Chuan Che ignored the executive's words. The woman took a deep breath and said.

"I'm going to France for a while."

I was a little surprised that the fishing line in my hand almost got unhooked.

Longchuan Che sneered:

"Is there not enough space for you to run around in the country?"

When I woke up yesterday morning and touched the quilt, there was no one there.

Longchuan Che suspected that this woman was born in the year of the rabbit.

"Can't you just talk properly?"

Takeda Shinki took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and then said as if to explain:

"This invitation from the New French Review is very good for you."

The conversation suddenly turned to the French woman.

Longchuan Che glanced behind him.

The wife pulled the woman to the bar to process raw fish. The fish sashimi made from sea fishing was very tender and fresh.

"How to say?"

Suddenly wanting to hear what the other party had to say, Ryukawa Tetsu tightened the fishing line a little, allowing the fish to swim near the boat.

Green snapper is a sea fish that is very suitable for making sashimi, and Longchuan Che feels that he will have a full meal soon.

As soon as the other person got close, he was reminded of that night again, when two naked figures rolled against each other in the boiling hot spring.

The other person's lips were very soft, and Takeda Maki felt her waist moving very vigorously.

"That's it, that's it..."

Takeda Shinki suddenly felt a heat in her body, and she calmed down before continuing:
"Annie's vision is never wrong." Takeda Maki took a deep breath and said this.

"Youth Trilogy", "The End of the World and Hard-Boiled Wonderland".

Under the analysis of the French editor, it fits in well with mainstream literature.

Longchuan Che's literary journey in China will not be easy because there is an old monk suppressing him.

Takeda Shinki felt that she could help him.

"Contact the publisher and translate it into a book, I'll help you with that."

The procedures for cross-border publishing are quite cumbersome, and the quality of the translators contacted also affects the sales of the work.

Takeda Maki gave a very reasonable suggestion.

"Youth Trilogy, The End of the World, please sign a contract with Annie as soon as possible."

In Takeda Maki's view, cross-border publishing has only benefits and no disadvantages. Using the "New French Review" as a springboard, Ryukawa Toru can move to a bigger stage.
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He has polished himself and will step into the world literary scene from Japan.

This is what the blonde woman said last night after watching "The End of the World", and it is also the main reason why Takeda Shinki came to see Ryukawa Toru today.

Suddenly I want to see him become dazzling and stand high above the temple of literature.

Takeda Maki didn't know why she had this change.

"But she said I was wasting my talent."

Longchuan Che smiled. From his perspective, he could see the woman's slender neck and beautiful right-angled shoulders.

The executive looks tall, but he is actually very light.

Because of the good proportions, the girl doesn't feel heavy when he hugs her. When Ryukawa Tetsu pushes her against the wall of the bathtub, she feels light and weightless.

When you kiss her, tiny sounds will slip out from between her teeth, and her toes will curl up tightly if you apply a little force.

The general manager is really a very young woman.

Various aspects.

"She's not wrong."

The man's breath hit her neck, making it itchy and numb. Takeda Shinki calmed herself down and said.

"Western culture is dominant, and Asian, African and Latin American literature is not what it used to be."

If we talk about countries, most of today's cultures originated in the East.

The Book of the Dead of ancient Egypt, the Vedas of ancient India, the Gilgamesh of Babylon, and the Book of Songs and Chu Ci of ancient China.

All literary cultures in the past originated from these four countries, but are now dominated by Westernized thoughts.

“All the international awards are in the West, and it’s hard to gain momentum if you write about traditional East Asian literature.”

It seems that all pure literature needs the endorsement of authoritative awards.

Takeda Maki awarded Ryukawa Toru the Booker Prize, the Prix Goncourt, the Kafka Prize and the National Book Award.

"The Akutagawa Prize is not even considered the highest level in the international literary world."

Takeda Shinki looked at Ryukawa Toru with some helplessness in her eyes.

"Do you think there is a way out for you writing "Ancient Capital"?"

All the international awards are in the West, so even if there is no bias towards Eastern literature, the chances of winning are more difficult.

Longchuan Che didn't say anything. After pulling the fish out, he said something like, "You're just a smart guy."

"you!"

I showed my good intentions for him and got this in return.

Takeda Maki kicked Qingganyu angrily and walked away angrily.

Don't say it.

The angry executive has a little more charm than the coldly analytical Takeda Shinki.

After fishing, we had some sashimi.

Ryukawa Toru spent the entire afternoon under the persuasion of the French female editor and Takeda Maki.

“Don’t write about that kind of stuff.”

"No jury would approve of this kind of novel."

"Let's ask Longchuan Tetsu to write an article."

“Can you write a magical realist work like The Cold World?”

Longchuan Che was overwhelmed by the quarrel between the two women.

Then when he came ashore at night.

He fell silent.

He saw a person.

An elegant middle-aged man.

He tilted his head and looked at Longchuan Tetsu who had returned from playing at sea.

"Didn't you say you were writing?"

Ono Taro stared at the French woman.

“And who is this woman who asked you to write a book?”

(End of this chapter)