strictlysupreme Chapter 637 You don’t want Kasumigaoka to know about this, right?
Chapter 637 You don’t want Kasumigaoka to know about this, right?
Chapter 637 You don’t want Kasumigaoka to know about this, right?
Speaking of Hojo Kyosuke's new comics, Kenzo Chino also became interested. He is a staunch reformer and knows that popularity is everything in today's society. Hasn't he seen that even politicians are putting on crazy shows?
In the past, reading was considered an elegant thing, not only because few people in Japan could read, but also because books were expensive. These two reasons combined meant that when writers wrote, they only had to consider those with "elegant tastes" instead of those who liked to read simple and easy-to-understand stories.
But now it is different. Books are still expensive, but the number of people who can afford them has greatly increased, especially under the exaggerated low-price strategy of a number of comic magazines. If it weren't for the need to have some shame and to give advertisers a standard to see the popularity of their own magazines, I'm afraid those magazines would be eager to stuff their comic magazines into every mailbox in the country for free.
In the past, writers only had one way to monetize their work: selling books, and at most serializing their work in newspapers. But now, if a book is popular, it can be made into a comic, if a comic is popular, it can be made into an animation, if an animation is popular, it can be made into a movie, and if a movie is popular, it can be made into a TV series. If the original work is not long enough, it can be adapted, and if the original work is finished, it can be continued... radio dramas, dramas, and all kinds of peripherals. The people are rich, but their brains are not very useful, so they can squeeze money out of everything.
The era of traffic being king is not just a saying, and the popularity of various adaptations can boost the sales of the original works, so publishers will actively help the original authors negotiate with various adaptation parties. Just like several works of Hojo Kyosuke, if he had not held the adaptation rights of "Attack on Titan", I am afraid that the animation version would have caught up with the serialization progress long ago. When he was recruiting talents for "Carbonate", he also used this copyright to lure others. Although the relevant staff can only share a small amount of income, it is very objective to accumulate a little.
Hojo Kyosuke glanced at the enthusiastic Chino Kenzo and saw what he was thinking. He didn't care about this guy's slander that he used tricks to make his fathers-in-law kill each other, but opened his mouth to invite:
"If you are really interested, you can sign the comic adaptation rights to my company."
"your company?"
Kenzo Chino glanced at Hojo Kyosuke and thought to himself, how dare you, a company you opened to please girls, come and harm your good friend? It's better to help me get in touch with your magazine.
"Yes, didn't you see how the internet praised my new book poster a few days ago? That was made by my company. Drawing comics with our company's standards is a complete waste of talent. If I didn't treat you as a good brother, you wouldn't have gotten this good thing. I can make a lot of money by just making up two stories for them to draw."
Hojo Kyosuke said this in a very arrogant manner, and using his height advantage he glanced sideways at Kenzo Chino from top to bottom, with an air of superiority evidently evident.
"Well……"
Kenzo Chino was silent and lost in thought. He knew about the poster that had caused a stir on the Internet. It was also the main reason for people to attack him. They said that the content was not important. As long as there was such an excellent poster, anyone could become a best-selling author. If that artist was the original artist to help him adapt the book, I believe that Hojo's shell company would not be impossible.
After thinking for a while, he said eagerly:
"Should we ask the artist who drew your poster to adapt it for me? If so, we'll sign the contract next week."
Hojo Kyosuke smiled brightly upon hearing this, and he put his arm around Kenzo Chino's shoulders and said with a smile:
"Don't worry. With our relationship, we will definitely let the best artist in our company help you draw. I guarantee that your novel will be revived."
Kenzo Chino was delighted to receive the guarantee and joked:
"Baga, is that how you say revive from the ashes? I should say make a comeback!"
However, he still had a small question in his mind. Why did Hojo ask the best artist in the company to help him draw the picture, instead of asking the poster artist to draw the picture as he said? However, this question only went through his mind for a moment before disappearing without a trace. The artist who drew the poster was so good, wasn't he the best artist in their company? If there really was one, he wouldn't mind changing the person. It wouldn't hurt him anyway.
Hojo Kyosuke also had some thoughts in his mind.
Asking Eriri to draw comics for you? What the hell are you dreaming about? You should choose the time to daydream, how can you let others think of good things when you are around?
He took the initiative to ask "Carbonate" to undertake the comic adaptation of Kenzo Chino's novel, purely to help the company's painters find something to do. Although the painters' basic salary is not high, it is really a loss to keep them slacking off in the company every day, so it is just right to use Kenzo Chino as a guinea pig to train the troops and train the team.
Poster artist? Eriri?
Bah! That's not the company's artist, that's the company's vice president!
If I have to say, he is my own painter, the exclusive painter of Hojo Kyosuke!
Both of them got what they wanted and walked towards the restaurant with smiles on their faces.
Feeling that their relationship had taken a step further, Kenzo Chikano mysteriously inquired about the inside story:
"Hey, Hojo, you gathered so many people whose names start with Yue. Do you really want them to kill each other?"
Hojo Kyosuke's expression changed instantly. Without even looking at the other person, he said in a bad tone:
"Is it your business? Don't ask about the writer's affairs!"
Seeing Hojo Kyosuke's face turn from bright smile to gloomy in a second, Chikano Kenzo cursed him speechlessly in his heart and said unkindly:
"What's wrong? You asked me to help you hold back Mr. Kasumigaoka, but now you're just going to destroy my bridge?"
He thought that Hojo Kyosuke would shamelessly switch back to "friend mode", but he didn't expect this guy to push him away and said seriously:
"What do you mean by holding Mr. Kasumigaoka back? President Chino, why did you want to hold Mr. Kasumigaoka back? I never asked you to do such a thing! Just now, Shiyu and I were wondering why Mr. Kasumigaoka hadn't come yet. It turns out that you are causing trouble. I will tell Shiyu the truth later."
Ok? ? ?
What a shameless bastard, not only did he destroy my bridge after crossing it, he also wanted to destroy my body, right?
Hearing these chilling words, Kenzo Chino cursed in his heart, but he quickly explained that he remembered it wrongly, and that the association simply wanted to cooperate with the furniture company of the Kasumigaoka family.
But we can't let this shameless bastard tell this to teacher Kasumigashima Shiko. Through Oosaka Tsuyoshi, Kenzo Chino knew a lot about Miss Kasumigaoka, including the matter of Ishida Hidenori, who still reports to the mental health doctor every day.
This kind of woman who is smart and unafraid to use tricks is even more terrifying than Mandragora. Even if she doesn't take revenge on him personally, it would be scary enough if she just whispers to Hojo Kyosuke every day.
Everyone knows that Hojo Kyosuke is a bastard who is very affectionate to women but cold and ruthless to others.
Because many things were handled by Tetsuta Kisaki, they had a good relationship with Hojo Kyosuke's top subordinate. But if they wanted to gossip about Hojo or discuss his girlfriends in private, Tetsuta Kisaki would definitely draw a line in the sand and even say goodbye directly.
When asked, the other party just said, "You don't want to see how terrible the influence of those people in Ruyi Liao is on the big brother." The yellow-haired and bad-looking Tetsuta Kisaki even avoided calling the other party by his real name, and always referred to him as "that person." He was so cautious that it was heartbreaking, and I don't know what terrible things he had experienced.
Oosaka Tsuyoshi relied on his better relationship with Hojo Kyousuke and his more familiarity with Kisaki to ask further questions, but Kisaki only asked them back, "Isn't it good to be alive?"
What have you been through?
Standing on the edge of the playground of Itomori High School, listening to Hatagoro telling stories about his grandmother, looking at the ruins of the town destroyed by the comet in the distance, and reading the stories of "The Divine Miko" and "The Female Swordsman of Nara" on the phone, Kisaki felt that the cliff at his feet was not so scary. What was more scary was that he didn't know when the Miko would return to Tokyo.
So the last time Mitsuha Miyamizu came to the dojo to find Hojo Kyosuke, the girl simply placed a light glass on Tetsuta Kisaki's head and sealed this loyal minister.
You know, with Kisaki Tetsuta's loyalty, how could he not warn his elder brother immediately when he was picking up girls? He really wanted to leave behind a useful body, and serve him until his death.
Various thoughts collided in his head, and a bunch of curse words collided on the tip of his tongue. In the end, Kenzo Chino just smiled reluctantly:
"Yes, yes, I remembered it wrongly. Please don't tell Teacher Kasumi Shiko about this."
Hojo Kyosuke nodded in satisfaction, and as someone who knew how to teach his subordinates, he added, "That's right. In fact, the Association and the Kasumigaoka Family really have a lot of areas where they can cooperate."
There’s no way a writers’ association like me would cooperate with a furniture company!
"How to cooperate?"
Kenzo Chino hurriedly asked while cursing. For him, who was determined to become the greatest president of the Mystery Association, he was willing to do anything that could enhance the influence of the association.
"Didn't that person commit suicide by taking a bottle of fake sleeping pills and then killing himself in the bathtub at home?" said Hojo Kyosuke.
“And then launch a bathtub co-branded with famous writers who committed suicide?”
Kenzo Chino glanced at Hojo Kyosuke with great disdain:
"I thought I had seen through your moral bottom line, you bastard, but I didn't expect it to be even lower. Show some respect to your seniors, you bastard! And your seniors committed suicide in the bathhouse, not in the small bathtub at home!"
Hojo Kyosuke stopped walking after hearing this, turned around and looked at Chino Kenzo steadily. The latter felt his hair run down all over his body when he was looked at by him, and couldn't help but say:
"What? Why do you look like you've seen a scumbag? It should be because I'm tired of seeing this, asshole!"
Hojo Kyosuke shook his head, let out a long sigh, and said sadly:
“Kenzo…”
"Add the word sir to me!"
"Kenzo, I originally respected you because you wanted to surpass your predecessors and become the strongest president..."
"What do you mean by 'the strongest president who no one can match'? Don't use such embarrassing words!"
"...But I didn't expect that in order to achieve your ambitions, you would have no bottom line and want to do such a shameless thing..."
"So that's not what you said, right? I never thought of doing anything like that!"
"...Xiansan, listen to my advice. Don't eat human blood steamed buns. You will be infamous forever."
Hojo Kyosuke spoke earnestly, and Chikano Kenzo was speechless. He just wanted to hear him say "the strongest president" twice more. This title really suits him. When he goes to hell... no, when he goes to heaven and sees Mr. Edogawa, he will have to let the old man toast him twice.
"What I want to say is that the public is curious about writers. At every book signing or work release event, someone would ask me under what circumstances I wrote this work."
Hojo Kyosuke was telling the truth. Someone had asked him about this when "The Devotion of Suspect X" was released. What could he say? He said that he wrote this book while living in a cramped apartment with a beautiful high school senior in black stockings and huge tits, holding her in his arms and drinking rose tea? And he even received a pair of wet black stockings as a parting gift?
At that time, he could only talk about dreams, hard work, passion, and bonds.
Kenzo Chikano seemed to be thinking deeply after hearing this. It is well known that whether a writer is visiting prostitutes, getting drunk, or looking for a lover, he is all looking for inspiration, observing the country and the world, looking for the dark side of society and the loopholes in the world.
"So……"
He tried hard to sort out his chaotic thoughts and said carefully:
"Can we launch a silicone girlfriend of the literary giant type? Akutagawa version... Well, no, in order to avoid copyright disputes, we should use the silicone girlfriend of our association's predecessor, Edogawa type, Matsumoto Seicho type, or simply my Kenzo Chino type. It is more convenient to advertise with a living person..."
"Shut up!"
Hojo Kyosuke quickly called a stop and looked at Kenzo Chino in amazement.
Although I know Japanese writers are crazy, I didn't expect them to be so crazy. The spiritual "Final Residence" is fine, but even the writer's silicone lover was created.
You deserve to be the president!
Kenzo Chino, who was full of excitement, asked in confusion:
"What's wrong, isn't this what you want to say, Hojo? I've even thought of the slogan, 'What's gushing out is not just inspiration', what do you think?"
"What do I think?"
Hojo Kyosuke opened his mouth, but felt that something seemed wrong in the air, so he quickly closed his mouth again.
I think you've gone too crazy. Let me use the crystal fruit plate to help you delete this memory.
"I mentioned the bathtub suicide just to guide you. I never thought you would be so dark-minded and think of such a shameless thing."
"do not talk."
Kenzo Chino was too lazy to say more. Hojo Kyosuke's mouth could make even the dead jump up in anger. He thought his idea was pretty good. He would give some for free to fellow literary enthusiasts and ask them to write friendly tweets.
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