The next day.

Ayara came to Xiangyingsha as usual.

Mr. Hase, Mr. Shioya, and Mei-senpai who accidentally exposed his identity.

All in all, life is still the same as usual.

"Keep your sister's secret,"

"Here, I'll treat you to milk tea."

Meiyi walked over with a playful smile and placed a cup of milk tea on Lingluo's table.

Many people in the office noticed this, and there were no surprised expressions.

Although she is a petite legal lolita, her personality is actually more like that of a cheerful big sister, and she has a good relationship with every editor.

"Um."

Ayano nodded, indicating that he would not reveal the secret.

"Hey, someone new has submitted an article,"

"Which one of you is going to receive me?"

Someone shouted in the distance.

"Let me do it."

Mr. Shioya happened to be free, so he took the initiative to speak.

The person who came seemed to be a girl in junior high school. Her hair style had not been taken care of for who knows how many days, and it was a mess.

As for clothing...

Maybe they are children from poor families? They usually wear very simple clothes.

A black trench coat without any highlights, and yet I still wear such thin shorts as winter approaches.

If you are barefoot and wearing a pair of white shoes, you can’t even afford socks, right?

Putting aside the issue of family background for the moment, the most important thing is the quality of this girl’s submissions.

It is rare for someone so young to submit a manuscript to a publishing house.

Either confident or naive.

office.

Half an hour later.

"Excuse me, how old are you?"

Mr. Shioya barely managed to scan through the thick pile of submissions.

Pushing up his glasses, he already had the answer in his mind.

"Fourteen......"

The girl replied calmly.

A little lazy, but also a little indifferent and incompatible with the world.

"For your age, you are still very good at writing,"

"Anyway, please contact me again if you need anything in the future."

Yan also handed over a business card and politely announced that the manuscript was unqualified.

The writing method is obviously that of a novice, and the content is weird and fantastic, like something created by a child's imagination.

What is the significance of this kind of book?

After saying that, Yan stood up and left the chair, with no intention of continuing to entertain or chat.

The girl was stunned for a long time before finally reacting.

Looking at the city outside the window, the expression on his face was still so cold.

"Um, can you excuse me?"

A sudden voice sounded.

When the girl came back to her senses, she saw a young man with ordinary black hair, wearing a suit that didn't fit well, and a faint childish look on his face.

Is he the editor here?

"Please take a seat."

The girl said softly.

"It must be very hard to have written so many manuscripts and come here in person,"

"Can I see it?"

The young man said very gently.

The girl nodded, not having much hope in her heart.

It is entirely created by her own will and filled with things that she can understand. It is not a story written deliberately to please readers.

This kind of book is not recognized, which is normal for humans.

"It's a very bold description,"

"It's hard to imagine that this kind of writing could come from a girl who is only fourteen years old..."

"I haven't asked for your name yet?"

Lingluo smiled, as if she were protecting some treasure, and gently rubbed the thick manuscript paper with her hands.

Hearing this, the girl was stunned.

"Aite,"

"Yangcun Aite."

She doesn't seem to like to talk too much, and her conversations are bland and simple.

"Hello, Miss Aite,"

"My name is Ayano, just call me by my name from now on,"

"After reading your book, I think Mr. Shioya's judgment is problematic,"

"Okay, miss, please wait here for a few more minutes, and I'll go ask Mr. Hase for advice. What do you think?"

Ayara said very patiently.

This is not a compliment, but Aite indeed has the talent to become a professional writer.

Even if you are rejected here today, sooner or later you will shine somewhere else.

"Thank you, Aya...Aya-kun."

Aite hesitated for a moment, but finally kept a certain distance and did not call him by his name directly.

Can this young man really understand her book?

More importantly, does her book really have value?

A few moments.

"It's Aya-kun, do you have a problem with me?"

Mr. Hase looked up and smiled.

Ling Luo, a salty fish, came to his office for the rare time today, holding a manuscript in her hand. This was the first time in three months.

"This is the manuscript that Mr. Shioya rejected, Uncle Hase,"

"But after I read it, I thought this book actually has great potential,"

"Its owner is a fourteen-year-old girl. She is definitely a talented newcomer with great potential."

Ayara said while handing over the manuscript.

"Is that so?"

Hasegawa nodded and read the manuscript carefully.

The more he studied, the more solemn his expression became.

With more than thirty years of work experience, he can tell at a glance what level this kind of book is and how much potential it has.

"asshole!"

"That guy Shioya doesn't want to do it!"

Changgu slapped the table, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

Fortunately, Ayara sent this manuscript back, otherwise Shioya would have messed up everything.

For such an outstanding talent and only fourteen years old, the future development space is unimaginable.
To be continued...