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In this morning, the last chapter was finally drawn, and the entire "Love Letter" was completed.

Looking at the stack of manuscript papers on the table, Nagayama Naoki felt as if he had been transported from another world, as if he had gotten rid of a huge burden mentally.

Nagayama Naoki chose to go to the bathroom and took a shower, and then he felt a little fresher.

"Finally finished!"

Nagayama Naoki looked at Yutaro lying on the floor of the piano room and said with a smile: "Yutarou must also feel relieved."

Since I can't relax physically and mentally, I haven't even taken Taro out for a walk or morning jog recently, let alone playing with him.

"Yingtaro, wait a moment, I'll take you out for a ride in a minute!"

After saying this, Naoki Nagayama looked at the manuscript paper on the table again, and felt disgusted.

I didn't realize it when I had a mouse and keyboard before, but now I have written a manuscript of nearly 200,000 words by hand. My hands have been shaking and cramping many times. Now my right hand twitches subconsciously when I see the manuscript paper.

"Forget it, give it to the publisher as soon as possible. Out of sight, out of mind."

Naoki Nagayama divided out the script of the movie and planned to make a copy of the original manuscript of the novel, and then give it to the editor of Elementary Club, Kunji Morikawa, for review.

Publishing is definitely possible, it just depends on the price.

I found Kuniji Morikawa's number in the phone book and called him.

"Moses Moses, this is Kuniji Morikawa from Shogakukan." His tone was very calm, and his work phone number was naturally very official.

"Kuniji-san, I am Naoki Nagayama."

"Ah, it's Naoki-san. I haven't contacted you in a long time. Have you finished your recent film work?" Kuniji Morikawa's voice suddenly became enthusiastic when he heard that it was the author he signed.

"Hi, the last movie has basically ended, and we are currently preparing to shoot the next one."

Naoki Nagayama also shared the progress of his work, but this was not the purpose of his call. After a few words of greeting, the two got down to business:

"Bang Zhisang, I called you today because I have written a new novel and I want to inquire whether it meets the standards for publication."

"Nani, have you finished writing another novel?"

The authors of this era are not as productive as cows like the new media editors of later generations. They attach great importance to words and strive for excellence. As a result, most authors can produce one real work a year, which is considered very productive.

Of course, there are also reasons why the cost of publishing paper books is too high and the editors of the publishing house will be very strict.

"Hi, I got a little inspiration some time ago, so I wrote it down."

"So that's it." Regarding such an explosive inspiration, Kuniji Morikawa didn't ask much. As an author, many of his creations rely on inspiration.

"Then Naoki-san, please bring the novel here today. I'll be here all day."

"Hey, I'm sorry to bother you, Bonji-san."

"Hahaha, everywhere, this is what should be done."

...

After making the verbal appointment, Naoki Nagayama took Taro Taro out to have a meal and find a shop to copy the manuscript.

I haven’t paid attention to it for a while. The sunshine in Tokyo in May has become warm, just like the passionate summer is waving to you. It is already the season for wearing short sleeves. Even the weak girls can wear just one shirt.

A thin long shirt.

The dark green leaves on the street have lost their childish color and face the increasingly strong sunlight as if they have grown up, leaving small shadows behind, forming a cool path on the sidewalk, letting Naoki Nagayama pull him.

Taro walked among them.

Occasionally, I see one or two wisterias climbing on the shelf next to the pavilion, carrying strings of purple flower clusters, hanging high and low on the branches. The faint fragrance of the wisteria flowers lingers on the tip of the nose, attracting passers-by.

Stop and watch.

Naoki Nagayama, who copied the manuscript, stayed in the pavilion for a long time before reluctantly returning home with Taro Taro.

However, he made up his mind to wait for the movie "Hachiko Monogatari" to be completed and go on vacation to enjoy the summer scenery.

But now there are so many things on my shoulders, so I can only take advantage of the break to go to a park in Tokyo to play.

...

Shogakukan is very close to Yamazakura-in, but this time Nagayama Naoki did not walk directly there. Instead, he drove his convertible and took Yutaro with him.

Walking into the square building, Reiki Nozawa, the bespectacled girl, was still at the front desk. She was holding an unknown book in her hand and reading. One advantage of working in a publishing house like Shogakukan is that reading novels will never be considered

It's not doing your job properly.

"Teacher Naoki, you're here!" As the door opened, Reiki Nozawa naturally saw Naoki Nagayama and Yotaro beside him.

"Lingxi-san, long time no see. How are you lately?"

"Hi, thanks to you, everything is fine." He started chatting with mediocre, "Ms. Naoki, why did you come to Shogakukan today?"

"Hi, I made an appointment with Mr. Kuniji Morikawa to bring him a new novel to read."

Naoki Nagayama calmly talked about the purpose of coming here, but Reiki Nozawa was very surprised: "Does Mr. Naoki have another new work? That is really amazing, it will definitely be another best-selling novel."

"Hahaha, I'm borrowing Lingxisang's good words."

Naoki Nagayama followed Reiki Nozawa to the conference room that he had been to many times, and then waited for the arrival of Kunji Morikawa.

Nozawa Reiki called Mitsuko Nishihara, who was sorting out her assets, to help call Kuniji Morikawa, while she went to prepare tea.

"Teacher Naoki has a new work? That's really amazing." Mitsuko Nishihara thought of Naoki Nagayama and said a little shyly: "Reihi-san, I'll prepare some tea~"

Nozawa Reiki rolled her eyes: "You are the guy who always rushes to look at handsome guys when you meet them."

"Hahaha, handsome brothers are a scarce resource."

Nagayama Naoki waited in the conference room for a while, and Yutaro also cooperated by sitting aside and taking a rest, sticking out his tongue. The previous walk had consumed a lot of energy.

"Teacher Naoki, please have some tea." The door of the conference room opened, Mitsuko Nishihara came in with a pot of tea on a tray, and poured a cup of tea for Naoki Nagayama, "Editor Morikawa will be here soon."

Although he felt that there was something wrong with the little girl's eyes, Naoki Nagayama politely said thank you.

Eh? Why did she stand up next to her? Shouldn't she go out now?

After an awkward minute, Kuniji Morikawa opened the door and came in. Mitsuko Nishihara also poured him tea and then went out.

Seeing Naoki Nagayama, Kuniji Morikawa was very surprised: "Naoki-san, although I just called, I didn't expect you to come so soon!"

"Haha, I live nearby, so I'll come early if I have nothing to do."

When Kuniji Morikawa saw the manuscript on the table, he was curious: "Naoki-san, is this a new novel? Or is it children's literature?"

"No, Bunji-san, this time I'm writing a youth novel."

"Youth novels? Why did Naoki-san suddenly choose such a field?"

"It's nothing, I just saw something and suddenly got inspiration."

Kuniji Morikawa took the manuscript and saw the title "Love Letter" on the cover. His heart tightened. It was indeed youthful love.

Kuniji Morikawa is a little worried about the author's sudden change in style, not to mention the fierce competition among youth romance novels. Of course, this is also one of the fields most likely to produce phenomenal novels.

But out of trust in Naoki Nagayama, Kuniji Morikawa started to read it, but he was immediately shocked.

Eh? In the first chapter, the male protagonist has passed away? How can we talk about love like this?

I continued reading with mixed feelings,

...

Naturally, there is not much content in one chapter, but if you read it carefully, it will take about a few minutes.

"How are you? I'm fine."

When he saw this sentence in Hiroko's letter, Kuniji Morikawa suddenly felt that the peaceful atmosphere that had been foreshadowed before the first chapter even had a bit of a relaxed atmosphere, and he suddenly became sad.

The longing for the deceased lover is like a thin thread wrapped around the heart. With every beat of the heart, you can feel the gentle touch.

"Is this letter a love letter?"

Kuniji Morikawa raised his head and looked at Naoki Nagayama, feeling a little emotional and a little sad.

Nagayama Naoki did not answer directly, but said to him:

"Bang Zhisang, please continue reading."

"Naoki-san, of course you should read this novel carefully."

Unlike "Summer's Garden", Kuniji Morikawa knew from the thickness of the manuscript that "Love Letter" was much larger and could not be read in one or two hours.

Not to mention that after just reading the first chapter, Kuniji Morikawa was already attracted.

"But if you want to read and appreciate this novel carefully, you may have to wait for a long time. If you leave Naoki-san here alone, this is not the way to treat guests."

"Ah, that's right." Nagayama Naoki smiled and said, "Kuniji-san, the manuscript has been handed over to you anyway. I actually have nothing to do here, so I'll take my leave for now."

"How can this be done? I still want to have a good chat with Naoki-san." Maybe we will even entertain him, just like he did when Naoki Nagayama came a few times before.

"Hahaha, don't worry, Bunji-san, I'm so familiar with it." Nagayama Naoki said, "I just happen to have something else to do. Besides, you must really want to continue reading now."

Kuniji Morikawa was struck by what he said. He really wanted to continue reading. He wanted to know what happened to the letter in the end. How did Hiroko, whose lover died in the first chapter, send this letter?

Is it sent to Huangquan?
To be continued...