"Don't misunderstand, I'm just expressing my feelings as a reader, not an opinion of the editor."
Seeing the editors' expressions, Zong Zao could tell what they were thinking, so he explained.
"This novel reminds me of the novel I read ten years ago … As the editor, I can only say that this novel is quite well-written, and it's likely to become a popular novel. As for whether or not it will become popular, it'll depend on luck. "
Only then did the editors understand.
Even if it was a popular novel, it didn't depend solely on the quality of the novel, but also luck. More accurately, luck.
If luck wasn't on the right side, even a high-quality novel wouldn't become popular. On the other hand, if luck was on the right side, even a mediocre quality novel would become popular.
In other words, there were works that flopped inexplicably, and there were also works that were inexplicably popular. The so-called light novel market was such a strange thing.
If this was the case for a popular novel, then a legendary one would be even more so.
Even Head Editor Hattori, who had been in the light novel industry for several decades and had personally witnessed the development of light novels, couldn't determine that this novel would be a legendary one after reading a few pages.
"Yoshizawa-san, please tell me about this novel … As for all of you, why are you still standing here? Hurry up and do your own work! "
Hearing the editor's words, the editors immediately scattered.
Saki explained the situation to Zong Zao.
"I don't want to publish Death Handsome, but this Brother Monogatari."
Zong Zao muttered to himself as he looked at the screen and seriously considered it.
"With the quality of the current manuscript, it's fine. But I still need to finish reading it before I can make a final decision.
Yoshizawa-san … Tell him that as long as he finishes the novel with this quality and submits it to us, we'll give him the highest treatment possible for a newcomer if it's approved, and promise to publish it as soon as possible! "
Head Editor Hattori's eyes flashed after some consideration.
…
Seiji received another phone call from Editor Yoshizawa during lunch break.
Although the manuscript wasn't finished yet, it had a considerable number of words, and it would take some time to finish reading it. That was why he thought that she would call him again in the afternoon or even at night. He didn't expect that she would call him during lunch break.
Saki spoke highly of the manuscript over the phone. She said that if it was written with this quality, she would sign a contract with the best treatment for newcomers and publish the book as soon as possible.
Seiji was happy to receive such a high evaluation, and he also felt the other party's sincerity, so he agreed.
After that, he immediately called Little Shi and told her the good news.
Shika Kagura was very happy to hear this and said that it was a natural result.
"Brother Seiji's novels are the best!"
"No, I didn't just write it. We wrote it together!"
Seiji hoped that Little Shi would be more proud of herself and not give all the credit to him.
After ending the call with his adopted younger sister, Seiji told Mika and Chiaki about the situation … Kaori wasn't with them this time.
Mika and Chiaki both congratulated "Brother Monogatari" for being recognized by a professional editor, and they were even more eager to see the finished draft.
After school.
Seiji and the others went to the library again for the drama club's study session.
Fuuma, who had fainted yesterday, didn't show up.
The club members asked the vice president, Shiina, about his specific situation.
"Fuuma didn't say why he fainted. He only thanked me and told me to thank Harano and Wakaba, who took him to the infirmary, and to not worry about him," Shiina told them. "As for today, he took the day off to rest at home and didn't come to school."
In the end, they didn't know what the real reason was.
It couldn't possibly be the "truth" that he mentioned yesterday, could it?
Seiji and the other club members all had subtle expressions on their faces.
"What's the matter with you guys?" Shiina felt that this was rather strange.
Everyone looked towards Nakajima.
"The cruel truth shouldn't be repeated. Let it disappear in the darkness," Nakajima said in a deep tone of voice.
'Disappear, the hell! 'You're afraid of the vice president's retorts!'
Everyone thought to themselves.
Shiina: "?"
"Nakajima-san, what are you talking about?"
"Don't mind it, vice president. It's just a joke," Chiaki said. "Let's start studying now."
Shiina seemed to mind it a little, but since his junior said so, he didn't ask any further.
Everyone began studying.
Seiji was writing a novel again. When Mika and Kaori asked him questions, he would guide them.
Time passed by steadily.
After the study session.
After saying goodbye to Chiaki and Kaori, Seiji and Mika walked back to the apartment together with Feng Wu, whom they met on the way out of school.
As they walked to an intersection, they saw a boy who was walking unsteadily across the street.
It was Hiroshi Fuuma.
Seiji recognized him.
The "Ice Prince" looked twice as pale as yesterday. His face was as white as paper, and there were dark circles under his eyes. He seemed quite dispirited, and with his unsteady gait, it was as if he had been hollowed out.
He also walked to an intersection and didn't notice the red light as he kept walking.
A truck was speeding towards them.
The truck driver suddenly noticed a pedestrian and slammed on the brakes, but it was too late.
Just as he was about to crash into the truck, a figure dashed past him at high speed and dragged the blue-haired boy to the side of the road! He avoided the front of the truck just in time.
"Seigo!?" "Harano-kun!?"
Mika and Feng Wu exclaimed.
The passersby were also shocked by this scene.
The truck driver broke out in a cold sweat.
Fortunately, they didn't crash into each other.
"Bastard! Don't you see the red light!? Do you want to die!? "
The middle-aged driver, who was still frightened and angry, stuck his head out of the window and cursed.
Then, he drove off in a bad mood and quickly left the scene.
Seiji glanced at the truck, and then at the classmate he saved.
"Are you alright, Fuuma -san?"
Hiroshi Fuuma had a confused expression, as if he didn't realize what just happened.
"You didn't see the red light just now, and you were almost hit," Seiji told him.
Only then did Fujen react and blink.
"You're … Harano -san … thank you for saving me." He weakly thanked Seiji and lowered his gaze. "I … wasn't careful …"
Seiji furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at Hiroshi's dejected expression.
At this moment, the green light turned green, and Mika and Feng Wu hurriedly walked over.
"Seigo …" "Harano-kun …"
The double pigtailed girl and the blonde beauty both had worried expressions on their faces.
"I'm fine, don't worry." Seiji smiled at them.
The two girls were finally reassured after seeing that he was indeed fine.
"Honestly, suddenly rushing out … it's really scary!" Mika complained in a tone that contained a hint of reproach.
Feng Wu didn't say anything, but something flashed in her eyes.
"I'm sorry for scaring you."
Seiji spoke sincerely as he looked towards Fuuma.
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