Chapter 143 142, How Can This Be Called Cengfan?

The snow on the second day was really thick again, and there were still sporadic snowflakes falling in the morning.

Xuebao, the little snowman at the door, is working diligently to look outside the door with his pebble eyes, and he really feels that the home is much safer

I was tricked by two old men yesterday, Naoki Naoyama doesn't plan to go out today, he can be considered to understand that once he goes out, it will cause disputes~

In the morning, I patiently made porridge with green vegetables and lean meat for breakfast. I ate a delicious breakfast while enjoying the snow scene in the yard, which made people look forward to a new day.

NHK's morning drama with Japanese characteristics, each episode is 15 minutes, usually only housewives have time to watch, social animals have basically gone out to work at this time,

Of course, there are also young people who are doing nothing like Naoki Nagayama

Watching TV early in the morning is a very strange experience, just a very refreshing feeling

The 15-minute short play is very interesting, and the protagonist is also a woman. Even if you haven't watched it before, it doesn't affect the plot of the day.

To be able to grab people's attention in such a short period of time, both the screenwriter and the editor have a bit of skill.

After the morning drama ended, Naoki Yongshan naturally watched the morning news, and then other programs in the morning, and spent a small half of the day full of expectations watching TV.

The plan to stay at home all day was canceled around noon,

Kuniji Morikawa from Shogakukan called again.

"Naoki-san, have you returned to Tokyo?"

"Hi, I just came back not long ago~"

"That's good, that's good~ I don't know if you have time this afternoon?" Kuniji Morikawa said, "The translation of the novel has arrived~"

"Hi, if I have time in the afternoon, I can come over in the afternoon."

"That's the best, then let's meet and talk in the afternoon!"

I was going to stay at home all day, but now I have to go out.

At noon, I ate a little something to fill my stomach, and kept my stomach waiting for the big meal.

This can't be called rubbing rice! The editor asked the author to have dinner, isn't that what it should be~

Naturally, the afternoon cannot pass early. Naoki Naoyama lingered at home until 3 o'clock before he put on his windbreaker, hat and scarf, took his camera by the way, and went out in the slowly falling snowflakes.

The boots stepped on the snow on the sidewalk, making a soft clicking sound, leaving sharp-edged footprints. On the road from the Yamazakura Garden to the nearby park, there was a line of traces on the pure white snow.

There was no one in the park at all, and even the elderly who usually wandered around disappeared. Naoki Naoyama felt curious,

It is understandable for the elderly to be afraid of the cold, but where are so many young people full of feelings?

Is there no one participating in such an activity suitable for literary and artistic youths like stepping on the snow?

Naoki Naoyama was wandering alone in the park, raising his camera to take a few photos from time to time, but suddenly found a white ball moving around in the bushes!

When I walked in, it turned out that it was a puppy tearing the grass in the park with great energy. The fluffy off-white fur was exactly the same as the surrounding snow, and it was impossible to distinguish it without trying hard.

Looking around, Naoki Yongshan didn't see the owner of the dog. He knelt down and petted the puppy. It was still focused on biting the grass, whining softly, and showed no fear of people.

However, Naoki Yongshan saw a light blue cloth collar hanging around the puppy's neck, indicating that this is a domesticated stray dog, not a wild stray dog, and then looked closer at the puppy's head, with such a naive expression.

Whose Labrador cub is this?

Naoki Yongshan pinched the puppy's neck, and the puppy made a "beep" sound,

Haha, is it still a weirdo?

The puppy is less than 2 months old, with a thick layer of fluff to keep warm. It can be seen that the body is clean, healthy, and full of energy. It doesn't look like it was abandoned.

There are relatively few people living in Chiyoda District, and the area near the small park is even more secluded. That is, some residents should have accidentally escaped from the surrounding residents.

Such a small dog can't run very far, and being able to come to this small park means that he must have come with his owner before,

Then if the owner finds that the puppy is missing, he should be able to find it quickly according to the route he walked before.

"Little guy, I hope your master will find you soon~"

Naoki Yongshan did not take the puppy away, but stayed where he was so as not to make it difficult for the owner to find it.

After leaving the small park for a while, I also talked to several merchants who opened shops on the street:

"I saw a white Labrador puppy in the small park. If the owner comes to ask, please tell him~"

The shopkeepers also kindly agreed.

The sporadic snowflakes finally stopped, and along the snow-covered street, Naoki Naoyama walked slowly towards the Elementary School Hall,

Pushing open the door of the Elementary School Building, Nozawa Reiki, the lady with glasses, was still on duty at the front desk. When she saw Naoki Nagayama coming in, she was pleasantly surprised: "Naoki-san, you are here!"

"Ha, I have an appointment with editor Kuniji Morikawa. Reiki-san, how is the New Year?"

"Very happy~" Nozawa Reiki walked out of the front desk, "Naoki-san, please follow me first, let's go to the reception room first."

"Hi, sorry~"

Is this the third or fourth time you have come to the reception room of the Xiaoxiao Hall? Anyway, it feels very familiar here.

After Nozawa Reiki brought people here, she first served a cup of hot tea before notifying Morikawa Kuniji.

Naoki Naoyama picked up the newspaper on the bookshelf and took a look. NATO is accusing the Soviet Union of meddling in Poland again. By the way, the disintegration of the Soviet Union will take 9 years, right?

In such random thoughts, Kuniji Morikawa came over with a stack of manuscripts and materials.

"Naoki-san, happy new year~"

"Arigado, how's your New Year's with Bangji-sang?"

"Thanks to you, this year has been very good." There is an author with high gold content under his name, and the red envelopes at the end of the year are much thicker!

Thinking of this, Kuniji Morikawa became even more enthusiastic: "Naoki-san, in fact, the translation of the novel has arrived a year ago, but I thought I would not disturb Naoki-san during the Chinese New Year, so I dragged it until now."

"Hahaha, that's really well done!" Naoki Yongshan definitely wouldn't have watched it years ago!

"In addition to the translation of the novel, which needs to be confirmed by Naoki-san, there are also translation royalties that need to be confirmed with Naoki-san."

Although the last time the full authority was entrusted to Xiao Xiaoguan, the final result of the negotiation still needs to be confirmed with the author.

The translation copyright of this novel was won by Xuele Group in New York, and the final share was 6%, but 1% was taken as an intermediary commission for Xiaoxiaoguan, so the final amount that could be obtained was 5%.

Naoki Naoyama didn't know whether it was high or low, but with the commission from the Shogakukan, it would definitely be higher.

"There is no problem with the division." Yongshan Naoki happily signed the confirmation letter.

Morikawa Kuniji nodded: "Then Naoki-san can confirm the translation after returning." This is the condition that was raised at the beginning, and the translation version needs to be reviewed by the author.

"Hi, but the text is not long, I'll just read it here~"

"Is that so? Then Naoki-san has worked hard!"

Kuniji Morikawa obviously did not expect Naoki Nagayama's decisiveness, but it is of course a good thing to quickly confirm the translation and speed up his workflow.

The reception room was left to Naoki Nagayama, and Kuniji Morikawa asked Reiki Nozawa to prepare refreshments and writing tools so that he could modify it directly.

In my previous life, I studied English hard for more than ten years. When I was a programmer, it was the working language. In terms of English translation, Naoki Naoyama may not be as good as a simultaneous interpreter or a diplomat, but he can also speak a professional up.

Generally speaking, the translation of this translation is not bad, but it should be translated from a foreign country. Some vocabulary expressions containing Japanese traditional culture in the article are not very clear. Following the principle of Shinyada, Naoki Naoyama has made some adjustments.

How many words can a translation of more than 50,000 words contain?

At most 1 hour is good~

"Naoki-san, it's really amazing!"

Kuniji Morikawa looked at the translations that had been revised a lot in his hand. Even though his English level is not high, he can see that the changes are more understandable.

"Where is it~ I just added a little bit of my own opinion." Naoki Yongshan said modestly, and then looked at the clock on the wall, it was almost 5 o'clock,

"It's already this time, so I'll take my leave without delaying Bangzhi-sang's get off work~"

"Haha, it's already this time, how can you just let Naoki-san leave like this!" Kuniji Morikawa laughed, "I want to have a drink together!"

Sure enough, it's on the road! The editor invites the author under his name to eat, isn't that a matter of course~

How can this be called Cengfan?