Chapter 688： Self-exile

This demon is not owned by the young man, but is rendered.

Pei Ziyun thought and smiled: "Literature is not only a dream, but also a breakthrough. The works that are confined to the original frame, no matter how good they are, can hardly be highly evaluated."

"Is it a breakthrough? Just like Takusaki Yoshizaki?" The young man answered immediately, his eyes were shining.

"Yes, it's the same as Takusaki Yoshizaki." Pei Ziyun smiled deeper and shrugged. "However, if I can't return, I'm afraid the result will not be good."

"Takusaki Yoshizaki died by cutting his belly."

Hearing Pei Ziyun's words, the young man answered without hesitation: "In a certain point of view, it is true, but if you can achieve the same achievement as Takusaki Yoshizaki, even if you commit suicide, you will be strangled for literature."

"Besides, for Kyoko, I have to invest in the land, even if there is some price, I am willing to bear it."

"..." Pei Ziyun re-examined the boy in front of him-the young man was thin, not tall, and slightly shook his head, and asked, "Did you mention Kyoko, is your wife?"

"I'm not married yet, be a girlfriend!" The young man replied, "Oh, Kyoko is my childhood friend. I thought I was a promising person from a young age, but my literary path was not smooth, let alone to give Kyoko a rich life, Not even basic life. "

"So, I left Kyoko three years ago."

Dongyan people used to value privacy. They would never say such shameful words, but I do n’t know why. Now young people say it again and again.

In Dongcheng, a man is responsible for raising the family and is the main source of income for the family. The wife is in charge of the family at home. The man has a high status and returns home. The wife said, "Welcome back!"

I also need to help my husband with his shoes.

But this is based on the premise that men have a stable income. If a man does not have a stable income, dignity will be lost. It is difficult to imagine that under this pressure of life, the only way for young people to feel guilty is to Leaving Kyoko, he used the excuse to leave and wandered outside.

Listening to this scene, Naokawa Naomi and Ayako were stunned.

"Did you hear that?" Hayakawa Naomi asked Ayako.

When Xunzi was a child, she followed her mother. It was very difficult. After getting rich, she was subjected to the formal traditional education of the Kawasaki Shrine: "Well, I saw it. I saw Oni sauce talking to a strange and incompetent person, and asked him to eat snacks."

Hayakawa Naomi wiped her sweat: "That person has a monster smell."

"Is it? It does, but the smell is very light. Is it our task in this business?" The sister-in-law felt it, the knife was not in his hand, and was in the car: "I'll go and kill him with a knife, even my wife can't support him. Men who are still running away from home are not worth living.

"Ah, wait for the Minister to order!" Nahae Naohisa feels that the sister-in-law is really moving, dumbfounded, and hurries her.

The young man didn't know that Xunzi was going to hack himself and was still talking.

In Dongliao, odd jobs at convenience stores are usually paid at an hourly rate of 900 yuan. Young people can live with some odd jobs, but as time goes by, they gradually think of Kyoko.

Three years later, the young man finally couldn't stand it, secretly returned to the original rented apartment, plucked up the courage and knocked on the door, conceiving a thousand results, but never expected that the day when Kyoko and three years ago left Similarly, standing at the door to greet home, the smile has not changed, the hairstyle has not changed, and even the clothes they wear have not changed.

The young man was shaggy and bearded. Facing Kyoko's welcome, he opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, and his tears couldn't stop flowing.

"From that day on, I vowed that I must make a grade, at least to support her." The young man was immersed in the memories, he didn't speak for a long time, and after a long time came back to God, busy getting up and apologizing.

Pei Ziyun smiled and shook his hand, and said, "It doesn't matter, it's getting late ... I just disturbed it. I'm going back. Goodbye."

The young man stood up and watched Pei Ziyun go.

"Ouni sauce, is our mission this man? Then I chop him to death with a knife!" Xunzi did not like this young man, holding on to chop the knife.

"No, I saw it with my own eyes. This demon is not owned by this person-Sasaki Aikawa-but is rendered."

"That is to say, our goal is not Takigawa Sato!"

"Even if it is not Lichuan Lizhi, it must be related to him, forcing a confession." Xunzi hummed.

"Things are not so simple." Pei Ziyun shook his head. This is not only a principle that does not harm the family (innocent), but more importantly, if the East Korean government can rely on this to solve it, it has already been used. He raised his eyes, Looking at the air, his tone was light: "But for me, the solution is simple, just contact Lizhi Lichuan."

After entering the car, Pei Ziyun picked up the phone button: "I'll give him a chance!"

"Yamada Jun?" A female voice came from the phone.

"Hey, Nagano Sang? I'm Nobuyuki Yamada." A few moments later, Pei Ziyun said directly, "I met a writer in a cafe today and wrote well. You can give a chance. He has submitted a manuscript to you. His name is Satogawa Rika. "

"If possible, please call back now."

"No problem, I will review it immediately." Nagano Narumi said.

Pei Ziyun hung up the phone, leaned on the back of the chair, closed her eyes, and waited patiently. The sister-in-law had found her knife, slowly pulled it out of the sheath, and the light of the knife passed by.

Pei Ziyun glanced to the side, knowing that Xunzi had abandoned her because of her father, so she didn't want to see this kind of man, so she followed her, but this knife was 60 centimeters long, a faint induction on it—the person killed by Xunzi Can I get a copy myself?

Pei Ziyun glanced at her brows again, and it seemed that the beads had refined a little bit.

Hayakawa Naomi didn't think of that. She also loved literature. She hesitated and asked, "Do you have any intention of mentioning Yoshizaki Takuya?"

"Oh, this, it has something to do with Dongzhao's national character. In Dongzhang, who believes in collectivism, tradition, breakthrough, and return are a system."

"At that time, Western literature was introduced to East Japan, and Yoshizaki was inspired to form a new literary genre, which can be regarded as a breakthrough."

"But among the Dong people who traveled in queues while traveling abroad, regardless of politics, even literature, they can only feel the value and truth in tradition. Once they deviate too far from tradition, they will not only feel free but will become Unrooted people. "

"Breakthrough or innovation is naturally very good, but if it is too late to return to tradition, it will be rejected. Yoshizaki Takuya has not had time to return, so the peculiar beauty of emptiness, cleanliness, and sorrow that is unique to the Eastern style, and when it reaches the extreme, leads to suicide.

"Because of the writer's conscience, I have to warn Shimogawa Rishi."

Pei Ziyun said that originally in the world, Dongsun writers committed suicide, or felt the sorrow of growing up, or could not bear the heavy burden of reality, but one of the important reasons is that Dongsun writers often broke through the tradition of Dongsun's traditional literature. This breakthrough is sometimes equivalent to self-exile, and the end of the road is death.

Dongzhe can only feel the truth of life within the organization. Once he loses control, he becomes a rootless person and is rejected by the collective—this is a rule that is difficult for outsiders to understand and exists.

The most aggressive Nobunaga Oda died of treason.

Toyotomi Hideyoshi, who acquired the world through mitigation, died in the war of aggression against Korea (Note 1).

And Tokugawa Ieyasu, which is most in line with the law of "tradition, breakthrough, and return," truly has a world of 265 years.

"Is that so? The Minister would think so?"

"No, I'm not Oda Nobunaga." Pei Ziyun replied with his eyes closed. This world Oda Nobunaga is just a rude name with a ruined reputation.

But what Pei Ziyun really thought was that Oda Nobunaga was too aggressive, and was called the sixth day demon king, and died of wise Guangxiu rebellion-only he had no real power.

Even if we are more aggressive than Oda Nobunaga, but how can the power be attributed to ourselves?

This is similar to children or teenagers shouting "I want to go against the sky" everywhere, but it looks like Pei Ziyun has studied the world and the laws of the society at that time, and then he makes such deafening speech.

Because when you say it, you can reach it.

At this time, the phone rang in the coffee shop, and no one answered it twice. Lichuan Lichuan was still thinking and writing. Suddenly realized that the bell was ringing, he looked up in confusion, saw the phone comment, and quickly got up. The speed is too fast, causing the manuscript to be scattered.

Too late to pick up, pick up the phone, Satokawa sighed and said, "Hi, this is Sakai Agawa ..."

"Horikawa Jun, hello, I am Nagano Naomi, editor of Shiraishi Academy!"

"It's a great honor to receive your call for the first time!" Satokawa Sato didn't expect that the famous editor of the big publishing house would call himself. He was flattered that although there was no one on the opposite side, he didn't consciously stand upright. This may be the East people. Manners.

"Kikawa Jun, I read your novel. Is the author of Waiting for Kyoko? I would like to invite you to the publisher ~ www.novelhall.com ~ to discuss this book. Do you have time?"

Satokawa's eyes stared round, and he couldn't believe his ears, and his waist bent deeply: "Hey, Nagano, I understand, I'll be right away."

Good luck came too suddenly. As for how to come, it was too late to bother.

After hurriedly packing up the manuscripts, when preparing to leave the cafe, Lichuan Li remembered a bit, dialed the number and made a call. As soon as the call was connected, he immediately said with joy and quickly: "Kongzi, Shiraishi Nagano Naomi, the editor of the academy, came to me and said that one of my novels has potential. If I want to go to the academy, I will pass immediately. "

A thin female voice came from the opposite phone, which seemed to be a celebration and an admonition.

"Okay, I understand, rest assured, Kyoko, I will never make the mistakes I did before, no matter how late, I will be back." Saying, Satogawa Ryo got up and went out to the cafe and ran towards the station—10 There is a station within a few minutes walk.

"I kept up with the province." At this moment, Pei Ziyun in the car reached out and touched in the void, and seemed to grasp an invisible line: "Target, found."