Chapter 207: The era of Haruno is about to begin
"Ms. Morikawa!"
Mine Shiori next to her blushed instantly.
The pair of eyes that originally seemed a little sleepy were now wide open, looking back and forth between Morikawa Riho and Sawayama Haruno with a little uneasiness.
Of course, more time is spent on the latter.
"Each has its own merits and different feelings."
Sawayama Haruno smiled slightly.
"I'm afraid I'll attract a lot of envious looks when I get to the venue later."
"Of course."
Morikawa Riho took over the conversation and said jokingly, "The results are already semi-public. Many people know that your book has won the heart of the little princess. Even Shibata Shinkai can't compare to you."
"Captured? Not really."
Sawayama Haruno felt a little helpless.
But on second thought, looking at the look on Kaori Ishizawa's face at the dinner the day before yesterday, it seems not an exaggeration to say that she was captured.
After all, the other party has been secretly expressing that he wants to see his version with added ingredients.
But the problem is, where does he have such a thing?
By the way, I don't know which girl the little princess of the Ishizawa family wants to see Watanabe's extras. It can't be that she wants to see Kizuki's.
"Let's not talk about this for now."
Morikawa Riho glanced at the time on her phone, smiled apologetically and said, "It's almost time to leave. It would be bad if we were late."
"Let's go."
Sawayama Haruno did not refuse and got into the same car with the two beauties.
The award ceremony was held in a hall near a certain tourist attraction, which is located in the marginal area of Kyoto. Although it only takes an hour to get there by taxi, the entire Kyoto is not very big, so it seems particularly remote.
However, the choice of this place seems to be based on the considerations of several groups. After all, it involves the word "culture", which makes people feel that it must be a place where one can watch the wind and the moon, and recite poems with the scenery.
Of course, as the sponsor and host, the Ishizawa family naturally took care of these things very well. Although the location they chose was remote, there was a car to pick them up, and there would be a banquet in the evening. If you were tired, there would be special rooms for you to rest, and you could even stay there for two or three more days if you didn't mind.
In addition to these expected treatments, the design of the entire guild hall also appears to be very luxurious, with characteristics similar to those of the Heian period, that is, buildings similar to the Tang Dynasty that used wood as the main design material. Buildings such as hip roofs, deep eaves, raised floors, and outdoor platforms are also common here.
Of course, for Sawayama Haruno, who lives in Ginkaku-ji Temple, he has been fed up with this kind of design style in recent days, so after arriving at the actual hall, he did not seem particularly surprised.
However, Morikawa Riho was the one who stayed by the side and asked Mine Shiori to help her take photos and check in.
Ms. Morikawa, you are an editor after all. There must be a lot of colleagues here. Is it really okay to make it like a tourist?
Sawayama Haruno complained a few words in his heart.
But the next moment, the petite girl came closer quietly.
"Haruno, do you want me to take two photos for you?" she said softly.
"Take a photo? We'll talk about it later."
Sawayama Haruno looked up at the old hall nearby, thought for a moment and said casually, "We're going in soon, it's going to start in less than five minutes."
"All right."
Mine Shiori's expression was lost for a moment, but she quickly hid it again.
If you prepare yourself mentally in advance, you won't feel sad even if you are rejected.
But just as she was walking forward with Sawayama Haruno and Morikawa Riho, a reflective object flashed her eyes.
Mine Shiori narrowed her eyes reflexively and looked towards the reflective object.
That was an exquisite watch on Sawayama Haruno's hand.
The moment she saw it, Mine Shiori was stunned for a moment, and then her expression gradually became gloomy.
Haruno had never worn a watch before, that is to say
"Did Suguha give it to him?" she thought.
I didn't see clearly what kind of watch it was, but since it was a gift from Suguha, it should be very expensive.
Sure enough, having money makes things different
Mine Shiori pursed her lips and followed the two of them without saying a word.
Haruno Sawayama, who was walking in front, was completely attracted by the people outside. Riho Morikawa would introduce the other person's name to him in a low voice from time to time, so he didn't notice the somewhat depressed Shiori Mine at all.
"Hello."
Just as they were walking forward, talking and laughing, an elegant middle-aged man in his thirties greeted them.
"It must be Mr. Kiriyama," he said with a hearty smile.
"Ok?"
Sawayama Haruno looked at Morikawa Riho in confusion.
The other party immediately understood and whispered, "It's Mr. Shibata. Maybe it's because I saw you at the dinner two days ago, so now I know you are Kiriyama."
"Oh--"
Sawayama Haruno suddenly realized and subconsciously reached out and shook hands with the other person.
"Hello, Shibata-senpai," he said politely.
"Don't be so polite, just call me Shibata or Shinkai." Shibata Shinkai smiled again.
"I don't even dare to be called a senior. I read your work yesterday. It's very good."
The other party's attitude was unexpectedly good.
When he smiles, he gives people a very cheerful feeling, like a middle-aged man with a successful career.
This surprised Sawayama Haruno. He didn't expect that the other party could remain so calm when facing him. After all, in a sense, he was the other party's competitor.
But no matter what, it does not affect Zeshan Haruno's courtesy to him now.
"You're too kind. I'm still a newcomer and I still have a lot to learn."
"Let's learn from each other and promote each other." Shibata Shinkai released his hand and said modestly, "To be honest, Mr. Kiriyama's writing style is really comfortable. After reading it, I was very inspired."
The other party seemed a little too enthusiastic.
It was so severe that even Sawayama Haruno was unable to cope with it and had to rely on Morikawa Riho to help out from time to time.
In fact, seniors like Shibata Shinkai who treat others peacefully are very rare in the island country.
Because the island country is a country where the relationships between superiors and subordinates, and between seniors and juniors are very strict.
Normally, it is the younger generations who take the initiative to greet the older generations, chat with them and smile, hoping to become familiar with them.
No matter how outstanding the "talent" of this younger generation is, as long as he is a younger generation, he must maintain respect for his predecessors.
This is the case in ordinary workplaces, let alone in the literary circle where "literati look down on each other."
As Sawayama Haruno walked along, few writers came forward to say hello. Even after people guessed that he was Kiriyama Fuyumi based on Morikawa Riho standing next to him, not many people paid any attention to him.
It is precisely because of these sharp contrasts that Shibata Shinkai appears to be more passionate.
As we chatted, it was almost time to enter the venue.
It is called a venue, but it is actually just a larger room with a temporary podium and free tea.
Riho Morikawa, who was standing by, kindly told Haruno Sawayama that this was the scene chosen with the consideration of not letting it be public.
After all, there will be no reporters present, and everything will be kept as simple as possible.
What's more, most authors hate wasting time on this kind of thing since they won't get any awards anyway.
"It's really troublesome."
Sawayama Haruno couldn't help but mutter a few words.
"It's very troublesome, and the most troublesome thing is that you will have to sit in the front alone later." Morikawa Riho patted his shoulder and said with a sympathetic expression, "Shiori and I will have to sit in the back later. Are you mentally prepared?"
Mine Shiori on the side also looked over with some concern.
Ever since she entered the venue, she seemed to be hesitant to speak freely because there were so many senior industry professionals around her. She remained silent throughout the whole process, following the two of them with her head down.
"Probably. Speaking of which, it's a bit too much trouble to give a speech to express your gratitude for winning the award."
Sawayama Haruno smiled at her and said with a little helplessness: "Fortunately, I had already thought about the acceptance speech I would give before coming here."
"Mr. Kiriyama has a lot of experience."
Shibata Shinkai on the side interjected.
"I was totally unprepared when I first won the award," he said with a slight sigh and a smile, "I went on stage and looked at the crowds of people, even reporters taking photos and recording videos. I was so nervous that I couldn't say anything for a long time."
"Actually, it's just some nonsense that the principal said about cultural promotion during my high school cultural festival." Sawayama Haruno said casually.
"Haha."
Shibata Shinkai smiled and didn't take it seriously.
He took Sawayama Haruno to the front row of seats and began to look for the name tags corresponding to their pen names.
The bad news was that the only senior who was very enthusiastic towards him was sitting a little far away from him; the good news was that the seats were arranged with an empty seat in between, so Sawayama Haruno didn't have to worry about whether the person next to him would come over to talk to him.
Naturally, they were not the only ones present. Soon, senior leaders of the group and people from the Ishizawa family showed up.
Kaori Ishizawa was sitting in the row in front of Haruno Sawayama.
After sitting down, the little girl, who was still a junior high school student, turned around and winked at Sawayama Haruno, as if reminding him not to forget to write the extra version, which made Sawayama Haruno not know what expression to use to respond.
Fortunately, the event started very quickly. After the event director of the One Person Group came on stage as the host, the award ceremony gradually began.
Feeling the people around him talking and laughing, and the host on the stage trying hard to put on a businesslike smile, although it was a bit awkward to sit alone, Sawayama Haruno was in a very good mood at the moment.
“Is it finally starting?”
he thought.
An era of literary giants that belongs to you.
(End of this chapter)
