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

Chapter 312: Art Student in the Rainy Night in Paris
The dinner was very quiet.

Because when Takeda Maki introduced Ryukawa Toru to others, she used the term "petit ami".

Some French words are very romantic.

"Petit" means "little" or "dear."

"Ami" means "friend".

petit ami.

My little friend, my boyfriend.

Anto Whiteman had a very lonely meal.

"Don't you mean to make me feel a little bit of crisis?"

Ryuukawa Toru was seeing off Takeda Shinki's two friends at the hotel entrance, and he raised his eyebrows at the woman in the burgundy dress.

It would be better not to make the relationship clear when using a suitor to make Longchuan Che feel a sense of crisis.

"Then I ask him to come back?"

Takeda Shinki pursed her lips. She was actually just looking at Ryukawa Toru's dark face.

"No, too many light bulbs are not good."

Ryukawa Tetsu will attend a literary exchange meeting at the Sorbonne University tomorrow, and may also have to write new works later.

Although he looks leisurely, he actually has a lot of things to do.

"Walking around?"

You can stay at the hotel in Princeton tonight, or just stay in front of the Eiffel Tower.

Looking at the beautifully dressed Takeda Shinki, Ryukawa Toru looked around.

It was already late at night after dinner.

The huge steel beams and iron towers are reflected in the puddles.

There was no rain outside the eaves. The warm evening breeze, with a hint of moisture and the sweet fragrance of the woman, penetrated into the nose.

It can be considered a reunion after a long separation, as the two have not had much contact during this period.

Takeda Maki hesitated for a moment and then reached out to hold Ryukawa Toru's arm.

Women's skin seems to feel a little cold, and it is very comfortable to touch on summer nights when the temperature starts to rise.

Longchuan Che walked along the river with the other party, thought for a while and asked:
"When will you return to Tokyo?"

Takeda Maki has been abroad for some time, and Ryukawa Toru guessed that most of her affairs abroad have been dealt with.

"The first printing of the issue is scheduled for early July."

To be honest, it's a bit of a waste of talent to let Ryukawa Toru handle overseas publishing matters, Takeda Maki pinched her nose.

"Actually, I wanted to book some media to do publicity, but..."

The executive lady didn't finish her words, but Longchuan Che knew what she was going to say.

Oriental books are not popular in European countries, not to mention that Ryukawa Che is not very famous yet.

"What do you say about me submitting my work for the Prix Goncourt?"

Thinking of the old man he met in the small town of Gold, Longchuan Che suggested.

Nothing can increase your fame more than winning an internationally renowned award. The Prix Goncourt is the most recognized literary award in France.

"Do you think it's the cabbage in the field?"

Takeda Shinki sighed, thought about it and then shook her head.

"Not to mention the difficulty of obtaining this literary award, the Goncourt Prize is awarded to works published in French, and there is almost no precedent for awarding it to foreigners."

Using language as a boundary, there are almost no foreign authors among the winning authors.

"What about art without borders?"

Longchuan Tetsu shrugged.

"The Goncourt Prize is not an option, but I'd like to consider other prizes."

Ryukawa Toru's words reminded Takeda Shinki, and the woman thought about her recent literary activities.

Catalonia International Prize in Spain, Jerusalem Literature Prize, and the Hans Christian Andersen Literature Award in Denmark.

These awards have precedents of foreign authors winning the prizes, so they are more suitable for Ryukawa Toru.

"let's talk tomorrow."

It's not that Ryukawa Tetsuti, but Takeda Maki doesn't want to think about work.

She stopped on the steel bridge over the Seine, and her cold hair slapped Longchuan Che's face.

"Should you say something to me?"

Takeda Shinki crossed her arms and moved very close to Ryukawa Tetsu. The woman's face was somewhat similar to his wife's, which was why Ryukawa Tetsu sometimes couldn't get angry with her.

The phoenix eyes were long and narrow, fixated on the lights on both sides of the river bank.

The dark clouds in the sky were blown away by the wind at some point, and the silvery moonlight fell on the woman's face.

"say what?"

This woman was too aggressive, and Longchuan Che accidentally took a few steps back when she stared at him.

The pillars of the Birakum Bridge were cold, and Longchuan Che raised his eyebrows at him.

"About my career change to become an art student?"

Ryukawa Toru didn't seem to like showing his emotions, which made Takeda Maki laugh angrily.

"Can an ape painter be called an art student? And can you please stop using those corny jokes of yours?"

As an art student and a speaker, Takeda Shinki doesn't know why the other party always likes to tell this dark joke.

This is Europe, this is France.

Someone once took 39 days to capture this place. If Ryukawa Toru keeps talking nonsense, Takeda Maki will be beaten by others.

"Military affairs are wars, and culture is also a war. I just like to encourage myself with the story of a certain demon."

Ryukawa Toru smiled and narrowed his eyes, and Takeda Maki didn't know if he was joking or not.

Cultural circles are divided into houses and land, invasion and counter-invasion.

Takeda Shinki looked at Ryukawa Toru and cleared her throat.

"Everyone has his own star."

In the steel building complex, Longchuan Che's tone was ups and downs.

“Everyone has their own beliefs.”

Ryukawa Toru was temporarily considered a rebel in the Japanese literary world and a traitor to the country in the eyes of some people.

“And I only believe in one thing.”

"Sunk."

How many true words are said in a joking way? Takeda Maki said, looking at the boy in a suit.

“Cultures sink, wars sink.”

"We are sinking, all of us are sinking."

“The chariot of culture is riding on the abyss.”

"Western culture will become the red magma that engulfs us."

"We must be reborn, and the great turning point will come because of us."

Takeda Shinki was a little confused about what we were referring to.

It could be the various art forms that Ryukawa Tetsu advocates, or it could be some of his cultural concepts.

From New Sensationalism to Life Drawing, and even more beyond that.

"Great wars, great changes in art, and the collapse of Western nations."

Takeda Maki admitted that Ryukawa Toru was very charming at the moment, and he had a cultural bridge on his shoulders when he was beaming with joy.

He said that all that was beautiful in old Europe would die, and beautiful rationality would turn into madness.

Art is about splicing, collision and sinking, and the destined Qing Zheng tune has the opportunity to be played by him.

“Once I win the Nobel Prize, I will have the opportunity to lead an artistic revolution from East to West.”

Longchuan Che raised an eyebrow at the dazed woman, and smiled when he saw her silly look.

"Kidding."

Longchuan Che took the woman back.

"I can't even deal with the gang in Japan, let alone the counter-influence of Western culture."

In the cultural thoughts of the East and the West, the West is dominant.

Ryukawa Toru's words were both joking and serious. Takeda Shinki covered her chest and was slightly stunned.

She knew that what Longchuan Che said was more like an unattainable dream.

However, young people have a lot of resources on their shoulders, and Longchuan Che's ambition is terrifyingly big.

Perhaps we cannot call him a kid, as he has the opportunity to become a great writer who influences the world.

"Would you like to sit in my room?"

Takeda Shinki licked the corners of her lips and suddenly felt a little dry.

(End of this chapter)