Pseudo-Literary Giant

Yes, what I like the most is the relationship between Dazai from the two worlds written here. Because what I saw before was too extreme. Some Fumino Dazai will feel that this is not him at all when they see "Human Disqualification", it will be completely different, and they will sneer and disapprove of such a cowardly person. In some books, Dazai will feel that Ye Zang is writing about him, and he will feel that he is completely analyzed, and that the author has seen through him, and then he is attacked by the "author". I find this ridiculous. Dazai is too OOC. He will not regard Dazai from another world as him, but he will not despise or despise him either. They have something in common but they are different, Dazai from Fumino's world is not that timid. I really like the subtle connection between them written by my wife here.

I really think it's a good way to make money by writing articles after time travel. After all, it's understandable that people who want to survive are suddenly in a completely unfamiliar world. For example, it's not incomprehensible to incorporate elements from another world's articles into their own novels. However, plagiarizing the entire article and plagiarizing it from a famous book is very puzzling. Literary giants who can write famous works have profound literary literacy. Ordinary people who time travel and write novels are based on their accumulation of literature. What they have in their minds can also be said to be their own things. But copying all famous works is too full of loopholes...

It would be great if there was a book written by Oda Tsukuru, it would be considered a read. But in this case, this person will die miserably.

Pity. Even after the story ended, he still hadn't read Oda's novel. Hiss. . It would be better to say that the person who read it was afraid that his death would be even worse.

It's probably the literary teacher of the IF line. I can't do anything like this because I don't know their characters very well (you probably only know Osamu Dazai)_(:з∠)_ I'm going to write this chapter next, because it feels so good to toast to yourself! There seems to be an outline? Forget it, isn't it normal to not be able to write one ten thousandth of an outline when writing an article? WwNo more nonsense, the following text Dazai took the wine and said thank you obediently. "Let me tell you... Why are you all here today? Are you performing an undercover joint?" Sakaguchi next to him said in a decadent tone, "Another glass of wine!" The orange and translucent wine became even brighter under the ice cubes. Dazai lay on the table and looked at the wine, as if he was waiting for something, but he started to poke at the ice cubes out of boredom before he could wait. The ice cubes sank and floated under Dazai's hands, like a person struggling in the water. "Maybe you are afraid that I will commit suicide." Dazai said, his tone suddenly became light. He took the wine glass, happily sat in a circle on the chair, and then said, "Let's guess! Who's name will be engraved on the tombstone first?" "It must be Dazai." Sakaguchi suddenly began to think, "It seems that you took sleeping pills before... Why do you like Akutagawa so much?" Dazai covered his face: "Ah! Akutagawa-sensei is the savior of human souls and a treasure in the literary world. If you ask me, no one can reject Akutagawa-sensei!" "Is it really okay to talk about this matter today?" Oda's question was drowned out by Dazai's shouts, "By the way, Oda! Didn't your lungs hurt before? Go to the hospital and see if it's tuberculosis!" Oda choked and held his forehead: "You... Don't say such unlucky words." Dazai patted Oda on the shoulder soothingly: "It's okay! This also tells us to cherish the present." Sakaguchi snorted coldly: "It's really unbelievable to hear it from someone like you, Dazai-kun." Dazai was no longer talkative this time. His tone was still brisk, but there was endless emptiness under his face covered by black hair: "Cherish the moment... Well... I just feel that after this time, there won't be many opportunities for us to raise a glass and drink together like now." "So... I unexpectedly came up with the idea of cherishing the present moment." His expression became normal and he said angrily, "Ah! It doesn't sound like Osamu Dazai to say such a thing." They were silent for a while, and then Osamu Dazai said in an extremely gentle tone: "Well... Why don't we have a toast." "For your birthday?" Oda asked. Dazai snorted: "Stop mentioning the word birthday, it's simply Dazai's Good Friday!" "Then how do you want to toast?" Sakaguchi said helplessly, "It's really..." "Please, Ango." Dazai said in a coquettish voice, "How memorable! The historic clinking of glasses by the great scoundrels in the literary world may be recorded in the history books." "Just think of it as the wild dogs." Oda Michio, who had been silent for a long time, sincerely suggested, "the wild dogs running in the mud for a living." "There's really nothing I can do against you." Sakaguchi raised his glass and motioned for them to clink their glasses. Dazai understood and quickly touched Oda's hand with the cup. Even though there was no agreement in advance, the rogue faction still said in unison: "For the wild dogs." The glasses collided together, and the wine rose with the ice ball, spinning, and scattered a few blurry splashes. A crisp collision sounded, and under the influence of soothing jazz music and alcohol, Dazai's head became a little dazed. It seemed like he heard two collisions just now? ... Probably an illusion. Dazai thought. The three of them chatted happily for a while, until late at night, they all dispersed. They didn't agree on a time to meet next time, which saved them from disappointment, because what they didn't know was that even if they agreed on a time, they wouldn't have another meeting. Because not long after, one of the three of them died.

Alas, I am still secretly hoping that the unreleased book will be written by Oda.

Hmm... Originally I couldn't read it when I saw the appearance of Wen Chao Gong, but this book only has five chapters. I struggled for a long time. I went to read the reviews and found that the ending was good. Hmm... I decided to read it anyway. Wen Chao Gong is still Wen Chao Gong. The essence of this book is about the bond between the literary giants in the world of Wen Ye who abandoned their pens and joined the army. We meet three times in the world and meet ourselves. Anyway, let's look for similar works of three times Wen Ye Gong.

Drinking three drinks alone... It's a bit of a lonely way to celebrate.

The copywriter can't stand it at all, so I think when people write novels within novels, either the author pulls out his hair and edits it himself, or he just writes the author's name of the original novel and is not allowed to get paid for it.

What a love. Dazai's complicated feelings towards his other self fascinate me.