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

Chapter 349: The Executive's Cream Cake 6
There are some perverts in the world.

Colm thinks so.

He likes to smell women's stockings, and he also likes to collect things that beautiful women have played with.

The woman I met in the bar today was so beautiful.

She wore an elegant fitted fishtail dress and tassel earrings on her ears.

The woman was so beautiful that his evil habit came out and he wanted to taste the glass of fine whiskey that was left over.

"What are you doing!"

Colm had good intentions, but he didn't expect Ryukawa Che to react so violently.

It was so intense that he was kicked before he could react, and so intense that he was invited to the side uninvited.

In the form of falling to the ground.

The golden wine spilled all over the floor, and the broken glass created the colors of handicrafts.

The people around looked at Longchuan Che in horror, wondering why this unknown person suddenly did such a rude thing.

"what happened?"

The sound of the man falling to the ground woke up the center of the tavern, and a woman in her fifties walked over with a champagne glass.

The woman was tall with brown hair. Ryukawa Toru took a look at her name tag and found that it was Jane Joyce, whom Takeda Shinki had been looking for.

"He drank too much."

Before leaving, the executive said that he wanted to get along well with the people in the salon as soon as possible. Longchuan Che drank his wine slowly, not knowing whether he had completed his mission now.

In Irish territory, the Irish were beaten.

A group of people came over and their faces looked unhappy.

"He's lying! I just took his girlfriend's cup by mistake."

There was a large footprint on his well-tailored suit, and Colm stood up in a rage.

He didn't expect Longchuan Che to be so irritable. Although his bad habits were often criticized, in this situation, all he had to do was say that he had taken the wrong thing.

Colm knew Ryukawa Tetsu and even said that he looked down on him a little.

He received his invitation to dinner yesterday and knew that he was an Oriental who wanted to get in through the back door.

"Rude and disrespectful, how dare someone like you participate in a literary award?"

Colm rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was ready to take action, but although he was a Westerner, he was only 1.6 meters tall, which was in stark contrast to Ryukawa Tetsu.

'A slight physical defect leading to a mental disorder?'

Longchuan Che pinched his chin as he looked at Colm, who was obviously shorter than him. He didn't know the other person and didn't know that he had a weird habit.

But the other person had a lewd expression when he picked up the wine glass, which made him feel physically uncomfortable.

"You've had too much to drink, Colm."

Most people present knew Colm's style, and he probably thought it would be easier to control two outsiders.

Jane Joyce tried to stop the impending dispute, glanced at Long Chuan Che, and then stared at Colm who wanted to make another fuss.

The woman's status was obviously higher than Colm's. He glanced at Longchuan Che who was sitting there leisurely, snorted angrily, and turned and left.

"It's just a misunderstanding, everyone continue."

Jane Joyce is the host of the salon and the representative of this year's Frank Fiction Prize.

She stopped a dispute and the woman raised her champagne glass to the people around her to signal the salon to continue.

The people around raised their glasses in response and gradually withdrew their gazes from here, but most of their conversations were about topics related to Ryuukawa Tetsu.

There is rudeness, violence, and Orientals come again.

The difference in literary forms has led to certain conflicts between Eastern and Western viewpoints. Many people have heard what Colm just said, that Ryukawa Toru is just a gilded figure on the long list.

"What were you talking about just now?" The host of the salon has the responsibility to take good care of the guests. Jane Joyce didn't care about Longchuan Che, she just happened to come here to deal with it.

John Banville and Long Chuanche were sitting at the small wine table, and now Jane Joyce was sitting here, making the originally remote corner somewhat eye-catching.

Jane Joyce, Professor of Drama Studies at Trinity College, whose grandfather is the famous James Joyce.

The other party's message scrolled through Longchuan Che's mind, and John Banville on the opposite side answered briefly.

"We are talking about Dubliners and Joyce's stream-of-consciousness writing technique. We are trying to see if we can cite it in this short story award."

The longlist for the Frank Fiction Prize has been chosen and will be announced tomorrow.

Jane Joyce recalled that it seemed that Ryukawa Tetsu had only submitted two works.

Although the Frank Novel Award does not require the award to be published in a book or collection, the appeal of multiple novels is obviously greater than that of a single novel.

"If there are any additions to the work, please do it as soon as possible."

Jane Joyce gave Longchuan Che a simple and polite reminder, then turned around and continued chatting with John Banville.

John Banville, who looks a bit socially anxious, is actually an emerging writer in Ireland.

In the field of pure literature, it is common to become famous in one’s thirties or forties, but people like Xiang Longchuan Che who are in their twenties are the exception.

The two chatted about Banville's entry, "The Dead", and after hesitating for a while, Jane Joyce turned her attention to Ryuukawa Che.

Although he is not very fond of Ryukawa Tetsu, he seems to be contradicting the spirit of the protagonist by ignoring him all the time.

"What do you think, Mr. Longchuan?"

Jane Joyce looked around, wondering whether she should go over to say hello to Colm later.

After all, they are colleagues, so she had no choice but to not help either of them.

Everyone present knew about Colm's personal morality, and if the matter got out of hand, it would not look good for the judges.

The Frank Novel Prize is a world-renowned award and is being watched by people from all walks of life in Europe.

"What? Dubliners?"

Ryukawa Toru was lying there wondering why Takeda Shinki hadn't come back yet. He answered Jane Joyce's questions casually.

Whether it was Colm or Jane Joyce, Longchuan Che felt that they were not as interesting as Banville opposite him.

He is a little socially phobic, but his attitude towards literature is obvious.

He is an Irishman who focuses on creation.

"It's James Joyce's stream-of-consciousness technique."

Although Jane Joyce was talking to Longchuan Che, her focus was obviously not here.

She looked around for other people, wondering where to sit later.

"In 1939, when Joyce completed Finnegans Wake, he declared: "This book will keep critics busy for three hundred years." This work uses dreams as paper and language as a knife, piecing together fragments of more than 60 languages ​​into a cultural Tower of Babel."

James Joyce is one of the founders of postmodern literature and the founder of the school of consciousness.

In Finnegans Wake, he used one person's fate to metaphorically represent the entire cycle of human history - from Finnegan the bricklayer in the Irish folk song to ancient Egyptian mythology, Indian epics, and even the symbols of Chinese culture, all were woven into a dream with no beginning and no end.

“The protagonist of Finnegans Wake, HCE (Here Comes Everybody), means “here comes everyone”, which is the earliest manifestation of stream of consciousness writing.”

Jane Joyce was quite interested in Longchuan Che's words. James Joyce was her grandfather and she felt proud of the glory of her ancestors.

But then she heard Longchuan Tetsu say.

“But whether it’s Finnegans Wake or Ulysses, I feel they are not as good as Kafka and Proust, who are also representatives of the stream of consciousness school.”

Jane Joyce's mouth curled up when she heard the first half, but her face turned dark when she heard the second half.

Everyone around looked at Longchuan Che with an expression as if to say, "Are you being a little too brave?"

(End of this chapter)