Two-dimensional Life Starting from Fuyuki City/the World's First Master Huang Man Wants to Be G

"Well, the world is finally clean."

After smoothing out the sauce on the back table, Mo Yi showed an elegant smile like a spring breeze, and said to Machida Sonoko:

"Hi, Ms. Machida, I'm Mo Yi, and my pen name is Master Yakumo, but I prefer people to call me Mo Yi directly. After all, walls have ears. I don't want to be rubbed against the ground by those writers and their fans."

"Pfft-"

Although it was difficult to accept that the other party was the world-class celebrity Yagumo Master at first, Machida Sonoko felt that the other party was mature in dealing with people and dealing with things just from such a sentence and smile, and did not have the difficult personality of those masters she imagined. Even, the other party gave me the feeling of an old friend who hit it off.

It seems that the other party is not the kind of creative teacher who devotes all his attention to creation, but this is also normal. In addition to being a famous teacher, the other party is also the founder and leader of the world-class website Yakumo House.

Without the corresponding ability, how can it be possible to achieve unattainable achievements in two different fields?

"Mr. Mo Yi, I don't dare to call you by your name. After all, your fans are countless times more than those of writers. If I write down this scene in your future autobiography, I dare not repeat it." go out."

"In case your fans use the reason of 'How dare you not call me Yakumo as a teacher, are you Machida Sonoko gone? Are you looking down on Master Yakumo?', rub it on the ground."

Then, the two began to brag about business with some routines.

After eating the Baumkuchen, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, of course, will not disturb their business conversation. Xiazhiqiu Shiyu still understands these things. When a man is doing business, it is the best way to deal with it quietly and support him with his eyes. method.

So, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was drinking the green tea Mo Yi gave her, resting her cheek with one hand, watching Mo Yi constantly fooling Machida Sonoko who was extremely resistant to poison.

I have to say, this is the first time I have seen this side of the front table gentleman. Is this the so-called business elite talking and laughing?

However, such a front desk gentleman seems to be a bit more handsome than usual,

Thinking of this, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu occasionally smiled.

After the commercial exchange, Machida Sonoko began to watch Mo Yi's "[-] Centimeters Per Second".

In fact, she was also trying to talk about Mo Yi. After all, the other party's reputation is too great, and it is still a little bit crooked. Chuanwenku will face great social pressure.

However, since the president agreed with her idea, he must have his considerations. From her eyes, it is natural to see that the president is not only interested in the name Yakumo Master, but more importantly, the cultural giant Yakumo House .

Now that the development of the Immortal River Library has reached a bottleneck, it is understandable to seek a strong alliance.

Therefore, even if Master Yakumo's work is not a masterpiece, I am afraid that the president will pass it, thus establishing a basis for cooperation with the other party.

However, as an editor, she doesn't want to care about such commercial interests. She prefers to read wonderful texts, which is the fundamental reason why she chose this career.

In fact, I don't really like to write commercial farming plots, but a story always needs some boring and rich plots to become real.

So I had to lick it.

Chapter 57: The Helpful Angel Raphael

"It's really wonderful, this is really a clear stream in the industry!"

"Although the plot is a bit plain to read, when I read it, I can't help but put myself in it, and even think of myself when I was young."

"I didn't expect Teacher Mo Yi, even with this kind of subject matter, to create such an addictive story!"

Machida Sonoko looked at the manuscript and exclaimed in admiration, suddenly remembered something, and explained:

"What I mean is, Teacher Mo Yi's talents are so extensive. In addition to his peerless talent in the subject of the Eighteen Forbidden Subjects, he is also so outstanding in the subject of campus love."

"Then I will generously accept Miss Machida's compliment."

Mo Yi smiled indifferently and said:

"Besides, in this modern age where the word Yakumo is equivalent to the Eighteen Bans, it is normal for Yakumo to be able to write such a pure love theme when he can't bear it for a while,"

"After all, we don't want every reader to be a philosopher, able to look at writers with a dialectical eye, instead of selecting works with labels."

"Teacher Mo Yi really lives up to the name of a master. This kind of broad-mindedness is not possessed by ordinary people, such as a certain beautiful girl writer who is giggling."

"I've been criticizing all day long, and then use the market's fault as the reason for delaying the draft."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu: "Meow meow?"

If I heard correctly, the beautiful girl writer you mentioned seems to be referring to me. Most importantly, can a beautiful girl's smirk be called a smirk?

That's called a little smile, very charming, uneducated, really scary, no wonder she is still a single dog until now.

"My lord editor, I can't bear what you say."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu complained furiously:

"Isn't the so-called editor the author's trash can? Isn't it your real job to accept complaints and complaints from the authors under you?"

Sonoko Machida: "..."

"Cough-cough-"

Mo Yi looked at the interaction between Xiazhiqiu Shiyu and her editor amusedly, it seems that they are also very good friends in reality, and said:

"Thank you for taking care of me, an overage loli back desk sauce, Miss Machida."

"Yeah, sometimes it's really hard—"

Machida Sonoko nodded in agreement and said:

"Especially a beautiful girl writer who likes to use various excuses to delay the manuscript."

"Huh o(￣ヘ￣o#)"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu realized that he was under siege. At this time, he should hum proudly, and then decisively turn to look at the people outside the window, referred to as Gou Yibo, or retreat strategically.