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

Chapter 343: Luckily for Longchuan 4
Dead silence, dead silence, dead silence.

A feeling of being addicted that cannot be dispersed, like stagnant water.

Saito and Muroyasu, who came with them, had sweat on their foreheads. They couldn't believe their ears.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Hirohei sat on the chair opposite, looking at Ono Taro calmly without saying a word.

Muroan looked at the other person with an expression as if to ask if he had been drunk too much last night.

Although there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, Hirohei is almost a leading figure in the Japanese literary world.

"If I admit defeat to him, wouldn't the entire Japanese literary world bow down to him?"

Monk Hongping looked at Ono Taro and his voice became louder. At this moment, he no longer looked like an ordinary old man.

Frowning and twirling the beads, Ono felt like the Vaikuti Bodhisattva he had seen in the temple.

"exactly."

Ono Taro spoke and explained.

"I would like to first ask you why you suddenly decided to write "The Fine Snow"."

At the beginning of the Tanizaki Junichiro Award, Hirohei did not seem to have any intention of participating, and some even said that he might attend as a judge.

But one day he suddenly finished writing a book called "The Fine Snow".

"Of course someone pretended to be so and used the name 'Yasunari Kawabata' to apply for the award."

I'm afraid that Ryukawa Toru never expected that his work "Dancing Girl" would be recognized as his work at a glance, so that Hongping had to join the "New Sensationalism" and write "The Makioka Snow".

Admiring cherry blossoms in spring and catching fireflies on summer nights, in the myriad phenomena of an era, each character is condensed into a distant shadow of the past, like a quiet snow, slowly falling into the depths of everyone's life.

"The Makioka Sisters" caused a sensation in the Japanese literary world as soon as it was published, so much so that the trend of classical literature is now intensifying.

"really."

Taro Ono smiled bitterly. Ryukawa Toru's little thoughts did not escape the attention of the old man in front of him. Even though "Dancing Girl" was "intentionally" written to be more immature than "Snow Country", that unique style and the beauty of the carefully chosen words were still very conspicuous in the eyes of some people.

"You won "Dancing Girl" and now you want to compare "The Makioka Snow" with "Snow Country"?"

The Japanese literary world is now in a process of competing with Ryukawa Toru. Monk Hongping twisted a bead and nodded.

“Snow Country focuses on the expression of vanity, while The Makioka Snow contains everything.”

Everyone has a different understanding of traditional culture. Kawabata Yasunari's "Snow Country" is about everything being in vain, while Hirohei's "Narrow Snow" is a layer of broken snow slowly falling to the earth.

There is no difference in the quality of their works, only their own understanding of traditional mono no aware.

"I understand that in the middle and late stages of the Tanizaki Junichiro Award, many people knew that it was impossible to write a work comparable to Snow Country."

Japan's literary world has been focused on class literature for so long that no one can compare with Ryukawa Toru in classical literature.

Only Hongping wrote "The Makioka Snow" based on his life experiences.

There is Kansai during World War II, and the trivial daily life in Osaka and Kyoto.

This is the most relaxed article the old man has ever written, and it does not have the harsh language in "The Crab Cannery Ship".

"You are the only one who wrote The Makioka Snow, and only The Makioka Snow can compare with Snow Country."

Taro Ono paused and asked, "And then?"

"What then?"

The one who spoke was Muroyasu, and he looked at Ono Taro strangely.

"Of course, it was because of Ophiuchus' authority on classical literature that he dared not translate classical literature for foreigners like he does today."

In the final analysis, everything was caused by Longchuan Che. Going abroad is a good and bad move.

The good thing is that Hongping had to study classical literature, but the bad thing is that everyone was crazy about trying to bring him down.

"overwhelming?"

Taro Ono glanced inside the room and took out the manuscript and placed it on the table.

"I have a fairly good understanding of Longchuan-kun's character." With the manuscript placed there, Hongping fell silent.

The font of "Ancient Capital" feels very familiar, and he has also seen a similar pattern in "Golden Pavilion".

"Whether "The Makioka Snow" is a better work than "Snow Country" is a matter of personal opinion, but Ryukawa-kun is definitely not someone who will swallow his anger when he loses."

This morning, when Ryukawa Tetsuichi rejected Ono Taro, he knew what he was going to do.

"The Makioka Sisters" beat "Dancing Girl" and wants to beat "Snow Country". He wants to take out "The Old Capital" when everyone compares "The Makioka Sisters" with "Snow Country".

"Snow Country" embodies the traditional beauty of mono no aware, and "The Old Capital" is a mysterious and eerie style.

The twin flowers are in pain of separation, how can they be together and then separated again.

Ryukawa Toru wrote about the beauty of Kyoto in a novel, and Ono Taro knew that he would not give up easily.

"He won't admit defeat so he wants me to?"

The book "Ancient Capital" on the table made Hongping's forehead veins throb.

Just reading a copy of "The Fine Snow" exhausted him greatly, but he ended up getting a copy of "The Ancient Capital" from nowhere.

"if not?"

Ono Taro looked at the other person as expected.

"Isn't it you who caused his current situation?"

Monk Hongping was stunned when dirty water was suddenly thrown on him.

He hadn't done anything to that young man recently, so could he blame himself for the situation he was in?
"You fought so hard against Snow Country that he had to side with the Ministry of Education."

"Youth Award, Group Portrait Award, we all know that government officials are a bunch of ruthless people."

Japan's current literary world is very united, but one person is excluded.

Normally, someone from the Writers Association would come forward to investigate matters such as cheating in the group portrait award.

"But no, not one."

Taro Ono stared at the silent old man in front of him, with a slightly helpless expression on his face.

"This matter started with your arbitrary behavior, so of course you should end it."

It was almost impossible for Monk Hongping to publicly support Ryukawa Toru, so the old man fiddled with his rosary beads and spoke.

"It was my decision not to allow his literary form to enter Japan, but it was not wrong. The literary world needs to be united, and we need to be united in our national politics towards Taiwan."

The reason why Hongping resisted at the beginning was that he had reached a stubborn point towards class literature.

He had relatives who died in militaristic Japan, and he couldn't let the country repeat the same mistakes.

"Now everyone is writing his articles and following his path. Do you think Japan has changed?"

Taro Ono looked at the old man helplessly. Hirohei was not a saint, but some of the things he did were impeccable.

The old man looked out the window and saw that Tokyo was thriving in the summer.

"Every era has its own story. I hope you can consider my request carefully."

Taro Ono wants Hirohei to retreat, and Hirohei loses.

Because his confrontation with Ryukawa Tetsu has the potential to prolong the dispute endlessly.

"I heard that you still have the half of the Golden Pavilion that was burned."

Taro Ono only drank a sip of water from the literary leader and left a manuscript.

He finally stood up and looked at the taciturn old man.

"If he doesn't come back, who can help you fill in the end of the story?"

The old man did not respond to Ono Taro's words. He just quietly picked up the manuscript after the other party left.

The first page of Ryukawa Toru's "The Ancient Capital" has comments by Taro Ono.
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Thanks to Ryukawa, the Japanese literary world has entered a new era that has not been seen in a hundred years.
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God bless Japan and God bless the literary world.

(End of this chapter)