Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK.

Chapter 21: Plans always fail to keep up with changes

It started to drizzle in Tokyo after nightfall.

Amid the bleak spring rain, a taxi drove along a residential road at night. Its tires rolled over the road, making a series of wet "rustling" sounds.

Watanabe Yu sat cross-legged in front of the small square table, typing rapidly on the keyboard while glancing at the time displayed on the lower right corner of the screen.

It's already half past one in the morning.

He originally planned to get off work at 11 o'clock at night.

Unfortunately, the plan could not keep up with the changes.

At eleven o'clock, there were only three final chapters left of "Norwegian Wood". In other words, as long as he tried hard, he could put this matter to rest tonight.

So he did it.

And I have been working on it until now.

call.

Watanabe slowly exhaled a breath, stopped what he was doing, moved his hands, and took a short rest.

Now he is becoming more and more adept at plagiarizing.

On the one hand, he is more familiar with the keyboard.

Before, he could only input about 7 words per minute, but now his speed has dropped to between and . This means that he can output more words per hour at least, which has increased his efficiency by %.

On the other hand, he is getting more and more into the state.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously moved back and then lay down on the tatami.

Looking back now, the lunch I had at Hayakawa’s house was a happy one.

Throughout the entire meal, he didn't feel the slightest bit restrained, and in the end, he even enjoyed it.

Firstly, Naoko Hayakawa has a very young mentality and she can understand what he means in many of his words. When communicating with her, she does not feel the pressure of communicating with elders but feels very relaxed. Secondly, in the presence of Naoko Hayakawa, the reserved Yuki Hayakawa also relaxes and returns to her former natural self.

When everyone is relaxed and having a good chat, it will be easy and pleasant to spend time together.

During the meal, Naoko Hayakawa even showed off a few of her skills, allowing him to truly experience what it was like to be a former all-round singer performing live.

Although the entire performance was only three minutes long, Naoko Hayakawa performed all the techniques that needed to be demonstrated with ease.

While playing the guitar with ease, she giggled and performed many transitions between true and false voices, spanning the vocal range, and using chest and head cavity resonance techniques, showing off her skills with ease.

What impressed him most was Naoko Hayakawa's voice.

Her voice is very, very recognizable.

It's the type that can catch people's ears with just one sentence.

It was really like God fed the food into her mouth with his own hands.

Yuki Hayakawa's evaluation of her mother is indeed not at all "mythical" and is not filtered by any means. What she said are all objective facts and are even very modest.

Anyway, based on his intuitive feeling after listening to the song as the only listener, Hayakawa Naoko's singing skills have exceeded the scope of his evaluation, and thousands of words can only be turned into four words.

Awesome, sounds good!

If he wasn't in a real hurry to finish copying the documents, he would have really rolled up his sleeves and said that it would be better to do it today than to wait for another day, so let's start the class today.

But unfortunately, there is no "if" in life. You have to eat your food bite by bite and walk your road step by step.

Ah.

Listening to the sound of raindrops hitting the awning, Watanabe Yu chuckled and sat back in front of the computer screen.

He patted his cheek lightly and turned his attention back to the screen in front of him.

Inside the room, the sound of keyboards rang out again. Time passed bit by bit, and paragraphs of text appeared on the screen one after another.

Two o'clock in the morning.

[What caught my eye was a crowd of people who were going nowhere, walking past me in a hurry. And I could only stand in that unknown place, calling Midori's name non-stop.]

After typing the last two sentences of the text, Watanabe Yu stopped typing on the keyboard, leaned back, and let out a long sigh. Goose bumps unconsciously appeared on the skin of his neck, and then quickly disappeared.

As of now, "Norwegian Wood" has been declared completely completed.

After saving the document twice as usual, Watanabe Yu turned on the hotspot on his mobile phone, connected the computer to wifi, and then logged into the Akiba Bookstore website.

After confirming again and again that the webpage and the submission email address were correct, he randomly selected an editor who looked more pleasing to the eye, copied the other party's email address, and sent the manuscript and his contact information by email.

What happens next is nothing for him to worry about.

What he needs to do now is what he must do.

——It’s rest.

After turning off the computer and the lights, Watanabe Yu crawled into the bed that had been made long ago and closed his eyes.

"good night!"

As if a key word was triggered, after whispering this word, sleepiness surged up like a tide, and fatigue almost swallowed him up in an instant.

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"What is this all about? Even if we are friendly to newcomers, we won't accept all manuscripts! You can't even explain it clearly, shouldn't you think about how to make it clear first?"

In an apartment building in Chiyoda Ward, Kuriyama Akie threw away the document, rubbed her hair vigorously, and complained in dissatisfaction.

Ever since Akiba Publishing House announced its policy of being friendly to new authors, the workload of editors like them has suddenly increased dramatically.

Yes, the president made adjustments to working hours simultaneously with the implementation of the policy.

They are allowed to be late three days a week as long as they clock in before noon. In addition, from the start to the end of the new policy, they will be given an additional 20% of their salary every month as a bonus.

Yes, with the salary increase, everyone will definitely be more motivated.

But many things follow a basic principle: money is hard to earn, but shit is hard to eat.

Akie Kuriyama could no longer remember how many manuscripts she had read today.

Her pupils were already beginning to dilate.

But her responsibility lies here. Even if the first paragraph of a manuscript makes her frown, she must hold her nose and bite the bullet and read at least 10,000 words before she can make a judgment.

This is the greatest torture.

"Oh, forget it, please invite the next person."

Akie Kuriyama sighed heavily, moved the mouse, and was about to click on the next submission when a new email notification caught her attention.

【Watanabe Yuu, "Norwegian Wood"】

"This name..."

Kuriyama Akie raised her eyebrows and her eyes suddenly lit up.

Just the name itself was already two levels better than the movie she had just watched, "That's Snow," and more than five hundred times better than the movie she was about to watch, "Lost Youth."

"Sorry, even if you are a shit-eater who is responsible, you have the right to yearn for the light!"

After finding a reason for herself, Kuriyama Akiie chose to read the manuscript first without hesitation.

"Anyway, this is the last manuscript I'll read today."

Kuriyama Akiie rubbed her smooth chin, downloaded the attachment, and clicked on it.

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