Chapter 29 second quarter

Reiko Miyagishi made her literary debut three years ago.Her work that won a Newcomer Award sold well.After that, he gradually became one of the best-selling authors.It is widely believed that the secret to her popularity lies in her delicate and sensual writing, as well as her compelling plot.But in my opinion, the biggest reason for her success is to capture the readership group of young women, and she was only around 30 when she debuted, which made readers feel very cordial.If the uncle who is lackluster is replaced, no matter how interesting the story is, I am afraid it will not be as popular as it is now.

The motivation for her to embark on the road of writing is said to be because she quit her job after marriage and stayed at home, feeling bored.Now she is a hot and popular author, and her works can easily sell 100,000 copies.It is precisely because of this that she is so confident and does her own way.If it were an unpopular writer who acted so capriciously, he would immediately be listed as a refusal account. Afterwards, Miyagishi Reiko, as she said, almost stopped writing.Occasionally, some works are published, but they are all short essays, and the topics are never separated from pregnancy and childbirth.That's probably all she's thinking about right now.

At the end of the year, the editorial department received a postcard from Reiko Miyagishi, informing her that a boy had been born safely.The postcard stated that because it is still difficult to resume creation, the serialization will be restarted from next month.Without the editor-in-chief's instructions, I hurriedly called to congratulate.It was Zhugannan who answered the phone. She said that his wife was taking the child to her mother's house for recuperation.I asked him for the phone number of my mother's family, but he was uncharacteristically tight-lipped and never told me.

"There's really nothing you can do about her. From next month onwards, we must urge the manuscript hard." The editor-in-chief said angrily. But that anger soon dissipated.In the next month, without waiting for my urging, Reiko Miyagishi took the initiative to send the manuscript.Surprised and delighted, I called to thank her energetically, and she had returned home by this time. "You don't have to thank me. I have caused you a lot of trouble before, so this is an apology." I haven't heard her voice for a long time. I don't know if it sounds softer than before because of having a baby.Behind her came the cry of a baby.

"Anyway, I'm still very grateful. I want to visit you in a few days. Is it convenient next week?" "Next week, there will be something happening next week..." "What about next week?" "Uh......" On the other end of the phone, Reiko Miyagishi seemed to be thinking about something. "Sorry, I don't have time to meet guests yet. As you know, I have a baby to take care of at home." I thought to myself, haven't I asked my husband to resign to take care of the children?But since she made it clear that she doesn't need to come, it's inconvenient for me to go hastily.So I said to her, then I'll visit another day, and hung up.

After that, when the deadline is approaching every month, the manuscripts of female writers will be sent on time.Before she announced that she would stop writing due to her pregnancy, no matter how many times I reminded her, she would always say "I haven't found inspiration yet" and dragged on.Compared with now, it is a world of difference.I think maybe it's because she became a mother and her husband's income is reduced. Although it doesn't have much impact, she should have a corresponding sense of responsibility. However, it has been half a year since Reiko Miyagishi gave birth, and I haven't met her directly, so I usually call and fax the manuscript when I have something to do.

I asked the editors of other publishing houses and found that the situation was similar.But when it comes to the fact that her delivery has become on time, everyone makes no secret of their joy. It was a hot evening in August when I went to Miyagishi's house.The serialization of the magazine has successfully ended two months ago, and it is about to be compiled into a single volume and published. I am here to give her the proofs for reading.I originally ordered the girl who worked part-time to send it over, but she forgot in a daze. I happened to pass by Gong An's house when I was going home, so I simply sent it directly.

When I got near Gongan's house, I found a public phone booth and called her and told her I'd be there right away. "Are there soon? This... is a bit tricky, I'm busy with work." The female writer is obviously embarrassed.Hearing her panic like this piqued my curiosity. "I'm just here to deliver the proofs. I'll leave it in the porch and I'll go back. Teacher, just concentrate on writing." When I said that, it was hard for her to refuse.After a moment of silence, she said a little coldly: "Okay. I will inform my husband, and then please hand over the proofs to him."

When she arrived at Gong An's house, it was indeed her husband who came out of the entrance.He looked thinner than before, and his eyes were red and bloodshot.It is obviously very hard to do housework and take care of children.I handed him the proofs. "How is the teacher recently? I feel quite busy." "Yeah, it seems that I'm catching up on some manuscripts. Thank you for making a special trip, but she didn't come to receive her. I'm really sorry." He humbly bowed and apologized frequently.At this moment, the cry of a baby came from inside.He said "Excuse me", turned around and went inside, and turned back with the baby in his arms after a while.

"Hahaha, it won't work if no one is watching for a moment. I really admire him." He smiled feebly.The baby was still crying and it wasn't very cute in that way.It may be that you cried too hard, your face was flushed, like a boiled Heike crab (also known as Japanese Guan Gong crab, a small crab that lives in shallow mud and sandy seabeds, the grooves on the carapace resemble an angry human face .). "He is so energetic, isn't it wonderful." After saying this innocuous words, I said goodbye and left. After going out, instead of going back the same way, I went around to the back of the house.I know that Reiko Miyagishi's studio is there.

I stretched out my hand to climb the wall of the hospital, and tiptoed to look inside.Opposite the flowers and trees in the courtyard, there is a large window with white lace curtains hanging on it. Through the window, Miyagishi Reiko could be vaguely seen wearing a pink T-shirt.Long time no see, she hasn't changed much.She sat in front of the word processor, typing on the keyboard silently, moving her neck from time to time, reaching out to scratch her buttocks. It seems that nothing is different. I casually looked around.There was a ridiculously large outdoor air-conditioning unit placed diagonally below the window, making a humming sound.Looking at this scene, I felt nostalgic for the cool breeze of the air conditioner, left the courtyard wall, and set foot on the way home.