Chapter 271 Literary Exchange Group (Happy Little New Year)
May 9 is the day when Songzhi Muzi returns.
The rainy season in Tokyo is cloudy and sunny, and the air sticks to the body and makes it suffocating.
Within the door of his home, Toru Ryugawa saw two Asahi Shimbun reporters.
"Is there no privacy in my country?"
Wearing a baseball cap, her face was covered with black-framed glasses from the eldest lady Imamura's room.
Tokrokawa said helplessly.
The reaction of group portrait appreciation seems to be greater than expected.
Everyone wants to know what the young author explains the fraud scandal.
So much so that it includes residences, schools, and companies.
There are authors who squatted him in many places.
"The writer is a public figure, it doesn't matter normally, but the public has the right to know when there is something."
The eldest lady and Toru Ryukawa were sitting in a taxi, and the girl held a copy of " "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" is being watched.
This short folk collection of folk customs from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties was recommended to her by Ryukawa Tsue, who said that he was very mysterious about writing "the moon was hidden by the mist" and "the red leaves on the mountain were shrouded in the mist". It is helpful. "You said I would hold a meeting and say I have nothing to do with Yiwu Yangkuang, will you believe it?"
"This kind of thing is as unbelievable as if you didn't order a female PR when you went to a nightclub."
"Isn't it true that you didn't order a female PR?"
"It's true that you have nothing to do with Yiwu Yangkuang. "
The eldest lady's words were a bit difficult to speak, but Ryukawa Tsuku understands that this matter has reached the point where it is difficult to explain whether the meeting is held or not.
According to the young lady's meaning, it is to temporarily avoid the limelight and wait until the group portrait is appreciated before finding a way to reverse the popularity.
"Why is my father-in-law so disliked me?"
Tsuke Longchuan sighed, and Imamura's hand froze after reading 'Scholar Ning Caichen met Nie Xiaoqian on the way to the exam'.
She herself likes such stories that are a bit suspenseful, otherwise she wouldn't have gone to write any mystery novels.
"Forget it, just talk nonsense in front of me, don't joke when you meet Muzi."
Naki Imamura's face was a little strange, and Ryugawa Toru's father-in-law became more and more comfortable. This morning, he asked her who the eldest lady in the water and his father-in-law were rescued. Imamura Natsuko almost sewed his mouth.
When he lifted the pine branch and Muzi, Tsuro Ryukawa raised his eyebrows.
My little girlfriend went abroad before Golden Week, and it has been half a month since then. "Actually I'm a little strange." Ryukawa Tsuki's hand was knocking on his thighs.
It was a bit strange when he met Matsuzhi Muzi.
The girl seemed to show extraordinary enthusiasm for him, so that she was seen in Shanzhonghu during graduation season. "Why do you think Muzi likes me?"
Tako Ryugawa's tone was full of show-off without knowing it, and Natsuko Imamura's eyes were full of contempt.
Tsuke Ryukawa is quite excellent in the young lady's perspective, but he seems to be a little short of matching with his best friend.
The young lady is smart and can make people comfortable, while Miss Muzi is cheerful and energetic enough to make people feel happy when they see it.
"Don't you know?"
The young lady Cong Xiu's fingers flipped the pages of paper. The book "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" seemed to be in line with the appetite of this gourmet. "You two grew up in the same kindergarten."
The eldest lady said that it was impossible as soon as she finished speaking.
It's a good thing to do in childhood, but it's too stupid to recognize it when you grow up.
"It's not me who brags."
Tokrokawa raised his eyebrows. "I will never forget it once."
It's either a talent or a different person.
Tokra Ryukawa has the ability to remember everything he has seen. Everything was stored in his mind like a movie scene. As long as it was needed, there was no girl named Songzhi Muzi in his memory.
"If you hear it, you will be happy, but you will never forget it?"
The young lady pinched her delicate chin and seemed to be very interested.
"What is the third paragraph on page 72 of "The Story of Genji"?"
"The Story of Genji" is a book that the eldest lady often read. Ryugawa Toru thought about it and said:
"Xiaojun was naturally very sad when he heard this. The young master lay down for a while and couldn't sleep. So he simply stood up and taught Xiaojun to take a pen and inkstone, and wrote quickly on a piece of paper, expressing his thoughts directly, as if he had no intention of giving it to someone. "
Trena Longchuan came here and picked up the book on the young lady's hand and rolled it into a scroll, imitating the young master Guanghua's appearance to lift the girl's chin.
The young lady's chin is very bright, like a polished jade.
"The fragrance of a cicada dress is still there, and I feel very pitiful when I see things."
Imura Natsuko raised her eyebrows at Ryukawa Toru again." .
"What about the third sentence on page 8 of "Pillow Grass"?"
Whether it is "The Story of Genji" or "Pillow Grass" are ancient novels that ordinary people cannot remember. Ryugawa Toru hit his mouth and hit him. He said:
No mistakes, one poem, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
"The jade face is lonely and the tears are dripping, and the pear blossoms are filled with rain in spring."
Either "The Story of Genji" or "The Pillow Grass" quote a large number of Tang Dynasty styles. The previous article is imitated by the Tang Dynasty. The Chinese poem written by the article is directly quoted by Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow".
The Emperor of Han emphasized color and wanted to conquer the country, but Yu Yu had not been able to find it for many years.
The eldest lady later asked about "Ancient Times" and "Japanese Shuji". "Can you really remember it?"
The young lady opened her mouth slightly, showing a little surprised.
"You did it on purpose?"
Ryukawa Tsuki picked up the Bote bottle next to him and drank a sip of water. He could remember so many things, but the lady couldn't remember them. "Ala~ I was discovered."
In fact, Toro Ryukawa has a good memory. Natsuko Imamura has long known that the girl took back "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" to the boys.
"Don't be too confident in your memory, Longchuan classmate."
It's clear that the girl still has some meaning.
"It's two different things to be willing to remember and want to forget."
Imamura Natsuko occasionally reveals weirdness, and Ryukawa Toru shrugged and ignored him.
The car drove from Shinjuku to Ota District, and the sky above Haneda Airport began to slowly clear up.
The golden light tear opens a corner of the clouds, and planes slowly land on the ground.
Tsuke Ryukawa received another call from his wife while waiting.
"Where is it?"
"Airport."
The woman's voice was very noisy, and some reporters could be heard from time to time.
Voices like "When will Tsukuro Ryukawa respond positively" "Did Kotansha consider changing the judges?" are heard everywhere.
Last time, even if someone said that he was not worthy of his position, he would have cancelled his direct recommendation. This time, someone actually wanted to change him directly.
The wife said while dealing with the pressure there.
"If it really doesn't work, go to our side to hide. I asked someone to buy some furniture this morning."
It's impossible to stay at the eldest lady's house all the time, Ryugawa Toru thought about it and said. Good thing.
A plane returning from South America landed in the gap between the two of them.
The golden light accompanied by drizzle, the girl stepping on the sky light reappeared from the corridor where she disappeared.
When the hem of the skirt floats, it looks like the summer wind blowing on the wheat field.
When the other party happily called "Arche, Archer".
A figure next to the other party made Longkawa Tsue frown.
(This chapter ends)