Daily Life at Conan Undercover Distillery - Chapter 27
As soon as the soul swap setting came out… Shimizu Bamboo was also the editor, the radar had been activated subconsciously, and his first reaction was that this thing can be dig deep!
The setting is there in the early years, but the public’s attention is not high enough. If you write it in detail, you can expand the application scope of this stalk. I don’t know how much.
For example, when Taki is in Mitsuha’s body, what does it feel like to come to Auntie?
Because of Mitsuha, Taki was called a mother, how to solve it?
How did Mitsuha adapt to the life of an adolescent boy?
And if you change the settings of the male and female protagonists, for example, the two will be a scumbag and a scumbag.
Going a little further, the rich and the poor exchange their identities. The rich usually advocates the “striving theory”, “You are poor because you don’t struggle”, but one day, he became a poor man and worked a whole day. only got a piece of bread…
These are all very good choices.
Shimizu Bamboo also had divergent thinking, a series of brain holes flashed through his mind quickly, and he was eager to find a note.
Of course, all these are attributed to the author of “Your Name”, Mr. Chi Jiang.
Unfortunately, due to the number of words, Jiang Yizhi only selected a few points, wrote a few strokes, and did not expand the narrative too much.
Such a good idea, it’s a pity.
“Oh?” Dongjing and San tilted their heads.
Rarely cheered up, he stretched out his hand, “Show me the manuscript.”
Originally, the kid wrote a novel, but Dongjing and San didn’t really take it too seriously. Anyone can write two strokes of this stuff, and the difficulty of entering the business is terribly low. Yunshui Publishing House receives it every day. To the manuscript, the minimum level starts with no punctuation.
Even if you have a good brain, read poetry and books, and write it for the first time, most of your writing is not very good. Either you have a strong sense of literacy, or you are arrogant, and you can’t speak clearly.
Writing novels is a matter of experience, and without a few years of practice, it is impossible to write any good works at all.
Shimizu Bamboo also subconsciously clenched the manuscript, a little reluctant to part with it.
He pushed his glasses, wondering, “Now? I haven’t finished watching it yet.”
Dongjing and San asked in surprise: “Otherwise? Do I have to wait for you to finish reading it?”
Jiang Yizhi: “…” He was silent for a while, then raised his hand, “I also printed a spare.”
After one person got a manuscript, the two of them lowered their heads in unison, and the air in the room became cold again.
Dongjing and San took a sip of tea, browsed quickly, and said, “Xiaozhi, sit by yourself for a while, I will appreciate your article first.”
——“Life in Tokyo high school is really different from that in a small town.
Mitsuha thought so, while holding her cheeks and looking at the blackboard. The sky was azure blue, and there was a trace of golden light passing through the gaps in the clouds. The plaid curtains were vibrated by the wind, and the straight desks seemed to be stained with golden light, and there was dust floating in the air.
Everything is prosperous.
At the same time, the two boys sitting in the back three rows whispered.
‘Taki-kun is very different today. ‘He said.
What I got was an affirmative echo: ‘A little…like a girl? “
——This description.
Dongjing Kazuo didn’t know how to describe it, but the picture was already concretized in his mind.
The scenery should be beautiful?
He speculated in his heart, and at the same time slowed down the speed of reading the manuscript.
The previous plots are relatively easy, and the coherence is very strong. Dongjing and Sanshi jumped to watch, and it didn’t take long for the progress to surpass that of Shimizu Takeya, who was still pondering the plot.
After skipping a series of events until the hero and heroine get to know each other, Taki intends to find Mitsuha.
Dongjing Kazuo felt that he had grasped the main line of the article, and he smiled knowingly.
The next plot is definitely that the two have gone through ups and downs, finally meet in Tokyo, and read each other’s names.
This is really a love story, but it’s a campus love song, euphemistic and delicate, like a throat lozenge, plus the setting of soul exchange, it adds a lot to the article.
A very good work in the same genre.
The characteristics of this type of articles are light, short, and scattered.
It is suitable for girls to read, works well, and is very promising to be adapted into a movie in the future.
Anime is not bad either…
What if the author who wrote this novel is a handsome guy?
Dongjing and San looked at Jiang Yizhi’s appearance, and his expression became more and more excited.
Xiao Zhi is a handsome guy, is this still fake?
Even if the girls don’t read books and only look at their faces, they can obediently take out their wallets.
A bestseller must be a bestseller!
In his mind, he quickly calculated the business plan around “Your Name”, while casually flipping through it.
I never thought about how to comfort Jiang Yizhi not long ago, and don’t be discouraged if the manuscript is rejected.
——Wait, Mitsuha came to Tokyo and found out that there is no such person as Taki?
Dongjing and San’s smile froze and rubbed his eyes.
What’s the matter?
Isn’t Taki in Tokyo?
He’s not a train, he can still run.
“She is like an abandoned little beast, groping and searching in the huge street. However, the more she searches, the weaker she becomes, and the harder she searches.
Viaduct!
By the way, there is one last location~www.mtlnovel.com~ viaduct!
Sanye’s eyes lit up. “
That’s right, where else can you go?
It could never end that Taki was hit by a car. This style of painting is not quite right, it is a bit biased towards the style of the next country.
Dongjing and San were amused by his own brain hole.
His mouth was a little dry, he took a leisurely sip of his tea, and then read on.
Mitsuha searched for a long time and found a lonely one.
So did Taki next door.
The two protagonists are a little confused. They confirm the location and point out the location to each other. However, what is shattering is that the Tokyo in their minds is not a Tokyo.
They also checked with family and friends, and the answer was the same.
What’s the matter?
Dongjing and San leaned forward involuntarily, the tea was placed on the table without touching his mouth, and he was stunned again.
“They were silent with each other for a long time.
Let’s put it down for the time being, I don’t know whose proposal, and no one mentioned the meeting again.
Autumn is here, and the sidewalks are covered with fallen leaves. Taki is walking down the street with his schoolbag on his back, thinking to himself: What about Mitsuha?
That night, he suddenly picked up a pen, stared at the mirror in the room for a long time, and solemnly wrote:
Are we really in the same time or space?
After writing this sentence, he tossed and turned, accompanied by the autumn wind outside the window, and never closed his eyes all night.
The next day, the sun rose as usual. “
Dongjing Kazuo: “…”
He was in a complicated mood.
How did things turn out like this?
Obviously Xiaozhi came to see me, this is a pleasant thing. And Xiaozhi’s article is well written, which is also a pleasant thing. The two happy things together should bring me a very happy feeling. But how did things turn out like this?