God Descends the Second Element

"No problem, I'm free at any time. I have to trouble Editor Sudo again this Friday, so I won't stay here to disturb your work."

Wang Hao smiled modestly and slowly stood up from the sofa. Seeing this, Sudosaki quickly took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to him. Wang Hao was stunned for a moment, but in an instant he regained his composure, his expression unchanged. Received it.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of Sudosaki and Kagurazaka Iris, they left the office step by step. They looked at Wang Hao's leaving figure and smiled softly.

Dengeki Bunko finally got ahead of the other two companies and successfully made friends with this talented teacher with unlimited potential. If the other party considers which library to sign with next, Dengeki Bunko will definitely give priority to Dengeki Bunko as soon as possible, because things like favors are often the key. Moment can play a very important role.

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It has to be said that Dengeki Bunko’s wishful thinking was very good, but it was destined to be in vain.

After Wang Hao left Dengeki Bunko, he took out the business card Sudosaki gave him, looked at the trash can next to him and hesitated for a while, but finally put it away again instead of folding it, tearing it in half and throwing it in the trash can. .

To be honest, just now Kagurazaka Iris mentioned that Sudosaki was on a business trip to the United States and China, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly. At the same time, he also realized the power of Dengeki Bunko. It should be said that the foundations that the three light novel families have with each other are extremely fear.

At least for Immortal River Library, there is still a long way to go to catch up, and Wang Hao’s requirement for Immortal River Library is to become one of the four light novel masters!

He glanced at the time on his watch. At this time, the students had already finished school and were on their way home. It was considered the peak period for the flow of people. Judging from the crowded flow of people around Wang Hao, he was sure of this.

After passing through the crowds of people and arriving at the entrance of a comic shop, Wang Hao breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he also sighed in his heart at how prosperous this street was. Did he catch up with the peak of the crowds, or was he worthy of being called the "Emperor"? The holy land of otakus' Akihabara?

Wei Wei shook his head. He was here to check the market response. This time period was just right, because the people Wang Hao wanted to interview were basically students or office workers who had just entered the society.

As for why he chose to play the role of a reporter now, the reason is very simple. He wanted to directly investigate people's recent views on "Dragon Ball" in reality.

Wang Hao had already thought about his identity. Like last time, he pretended to be a serious otaku who particularly likes two-dimensional culture. The person he was imitating was An Yilunya, or he could just make up an identity like a market researcher. .

After all, he couldn't just go over and tell others that he was the author of Dragon Ball, and then let the other person express their opinions and questions about Dragon Ball.

Wang Hao stretched out his index finger and pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, looked at himself reflected in the glass next to the comic store door, and nodded with satisfaction.

He was wearing the Western-style mixed-match style school uniform of Shengqi Academy. The hair in front of his forehead was not specially trimmed, but the black hair still looked particularly refreshing. Unfortunately, his charm seemed to be lost to the pair of black-rimmed glasses he wore. After being strangled, Wang Hao now looked a bit ordinary.

Although it seems incredible that his overall temperament has turned into ordinary just because of a pair of black-rimmed glasses, but the fact remains the same, or...the glasses are the real thing?

However, Wang Hao would wear this pair of black-rimmed glasses during school. Coupled with the impression he left on others in the class, he probably successfully created the image of a strange classmate who is taciturn and cold-hearted.

When he is at home or going out to do business, Wang Hao does not wear black-rimmed glasses. After all, he cannot wear a pair of plain glasses 24 hours a day.

In fact, he always felt that now he should also learn from An Yilun and carry a backpack when going out, so as to look more otaku.

Because backpacks are not as popular in Neon as they are in China, backpacks are basically schoolbags carried by primary school students. In addition, otakus also carry a backpack when they go out, which is also very convenient for storing things and carrying them.

Today, his goal is to interview ten people about their thoughts on Dragon Ball. Of course, the age range will be different. The approximate range is high school students, college students, and office workers who appear to be around 24 or 55 years old.

Wang Hao loosened his tie slightly, and after confirming that his appearance completely matched the image of an otaku, he stepped into the comic shop.

There are still some impressions of this store in his mind, because he came here last time to conduct market research, and Mashiro also wandered away nearby, so his memory is still fresh.

At the counter on the left where the latest comic magazines were placed, seven or eight people were already standing there, flipping through the magazines, and three or four people were looking at Jump.

Wang Hao's mind moved, and he walked over slowly and came to a male high school student wearing a high school uniform who was watching Jump. He also picked up a copy of Jump released this week and started reading.

After a while, Wang Hao still didn't make any move. Instead, he looked like he was enjoying it, no different from the others around him.

Until he turned his head slightly tired and glanced casually, his face immediately became complicated, and he exclaimed curiously: "Do you also like watching "Dragon Ball"?"

As expected, when the male high school student next to Wang Hao who originally flipped the jump heard this, he immediately shifted his gaze from the Dragon Ball page he was watching. He looked at Wang Hao in astonishment and was slightly startled when he saw the other person's dress and appearance. , then he remembered something, his face became relieved again, and he said softly: "If it was "Dragon Ball" last week, I really liked watching it..."

"Well...can you tell me why?"

Wang Hao replied with a slightly weird look on his face, because the male high school student in front of him was the person he interviewed last time. He didn't expect to meet him in the same store. Should he lament the magic of fate or the cruelty of fate? ?

If the God of Destiny is not a boring person who only knows how to play some small pranks, Wang Hao would not believe it now. Maybe it is because there are no bloody dramas at this time, so the God of Destiny wants to create some Is it bloody?

He continued to complain secretly in his heart. There have been too many coincidences happening around him recently, and using coincidence to describe it is a bit inappropriate...

"you do not know?!"

Hearing Wang Hao's words, Ueto Haruki was suddenly a little surprised. He frowned slightly, as if he remembered something again, and his eyes lit up slightly.

He had already met Wang Hao here last time, and at that time the other party was also asking him a very basic question.