Chapter 310

Recalling that Ye Xuan might sleep until noon, Murakami Haruki prepared to go around the neighborhood first.

Running into Tanaka, who was also up early, the two went out together.

The small mountain village had fresh air and pleasant scenery; looking at it, one felt refreshed everywhere.

Coincidentally, as they walked, the two happened to run into Ye Fu and Ye Mu.

Since they ran into each other, the group simply walked together.

Walking and chatting along the way, Murakami Haruki asked curiously.

"Does Mr. Ye Xuan usually sleep until noon?"

Through Tanaka's translation, Ye Mu nodded immediately.

"Yes, that kid sleeps until at least twelve o'clock; he's probably the latest riser in our whole village. I've reminded him several times, but he just lets it go in one ear and out the other..."

Ye Mu's tone carried a bit of disdain, but her eyes were clearly full of pride.

While listening to Ye Mu, Murakami Haruki wrote this sentence in his observation diary.

"Ye Sang, wakes up at 12:00 every day."

At the same time, he also put a small checkmark next to it, indicating it had been confirmed.

It seems he was still skeptical about Ye Xuan's previous routine.

Now he was even more determined to carry out his observation log to the end!

When the sun climbed to the middle of the sky at noon, Ye Xuan finally got up.

After a simple wash, Ye Xuan walked to the kitchen as usual, starting to look for his brunch.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, Ye Xuan saw Ye Mu warmly entertaining Murakami Haruki.

"Mr. Murakami, try our Chinese food in a while!"

At this moment, Ye Mu's peripheral vision also caught Ye Xuan, who had just woken up, and she immediately shouted with a huge voice.

"Stinky brat, you're finally up! Mr. Murakami here has been up since three o'clock and has already finished writing six thousand words, just waiting for you to get up!"

???

A series of question marks suddenly appeared in Ye Xuan's mind.

Woke up at three o'clock?!

Sorry, at three o'clock he hadn't even entered dreamland yet!

But then again, is someone who wakes up at three o'clock really a normal person?

This requires iron-like perseverance, right?!

Noticing Ye Xuan's gaze, Murakami Haruki smiled and added.

"Actually, it's not usually that early; after all, there's a one-hour time difference between China and Japan. I usually wake up at four o'clock..."

Four o'clock?!

Ye Xuan's mouth still couldn't help but twitch.

What's the difference between this and three o'clock?!

Are these times that normal people can wake up at?!

Suppressing his thoughts, Ye Xuan took his brunch and continued his simple and unadorned day as usual.

And Murakami Haruki, as an observer, followed closely behind, not missing any of Ye Xuan's actions.

In this way, the text in his observation diary grew more and more.

"2:00 PM to 5:00 PM, inspecting the pig farm."

"5:00 PM to 6:00 PM, dinner time."

"6:00 PM to 8:00 PM, walking time."

"8:00 AM to 10:00 AM, gaming time."

Writing to the end, Murakami Haruki felt his hand holding the pen start to tremble.

How is the day almost over?!

Yet Ye Xuan still hasn't done anything related to writing?!

At this moment, what Ye Xuan said during the livestream flashed in his mind again.

"I almost never read books; I just write them casually."

Murakami Haruki's eyes widened.

Could there really be such a gifted person?

Even without input, can they have a fountain of inspiration and become an overnight sensation?!

If someone had said this in front of Murakami Haruki before, he would have scoffed 100%.

But now, he actually started to believe it a little.

Look at Ye Xuan's day; it has nothing to do with being a writer at all!

After a week passed, seeing Ye Xuan like this every day, every week, Murakami Haruki looked at his observation diary and fell into deep silence.

It's copy-paste every day, exactly the same!

And the one thing that took up the most of Ye Xuan's time was just one thing, and that is—

Raising pigs.

The previously unthinkable thought surged out again.

Could it be that one can get writing inspiration from raising pigs?!

With this in mind, Murakami Haruki began to observe carefully at Ye Xuan's pig farm every day.

Unknowingly, the original Ye Xuan observation log turned into a pig-raising observation log.

And the content of the pig-raising observation log began to grow more and more.

Among them, Murakami Haruki even witnessed the sow giving birth to piglets, and one of the piglets was affectionately named Xiangxiang by him.

As a result, Murakami Haruki ran to the pig farm even more diligently.

The staff at the pig farm were a bit curious about this Japanese writer at first.

But later, the staff were no longer surprised to see Murakami Haruki making pig feed for the piglets.

What's this?!

After all, this Japanese writer, because he missed the piglet Xiangxiang too much, actually did the act of not sleeping in the middle of the night and specifically running to the pig farm to pet the piglets!

If the staff hadn't checked the surveillance, I'm afraid they wouldn't have associated this bizarre and incredible experience with the great writer in front of them!

Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, Murakami Haruki had stayed in Qiong Village for a month.

In the end, even Ye Xuan was a bit puzzled.

Why hasn't this Mr. Murakami Haruki returned to his country yet?!

Running to the pig farm every day more diligently than himself?!

Is this the rhythm of just sticking to the pig farm?!

And this Mr. Murakami Haruki, seeing that his visa was about to expire, finally reluctantly and formally proposed his departure.

When proposing his departure, Murakami Haruki's voice was full of excitement.

"Ye Sang, thank you for your care and guidance during this time; I have learned so much from you..."

N-number of question marks popped up in Ye Xuan's mind.

He hadn't read half a book or written a single word during this time; what kind of guidance did he give?!

Ye Xuan subconsciously thought Murakami Haruki was just being polite.

But facing Murakami Haruki's incredibly sincere gaze, it was as if he wished he could worship Ye Xuan...

Ye Xuan began to wonder if he had guided Mr. Murakami and then forgotten about it?!

Before Ye Xuan could react, Murakami Haruki's next words made Ye Xuan even more confused.

"I already have inspiration for my new book; the rough conception and framework are already set. All this is thanks to Ye Sang..."

New book?!

Turning it around in his mind, he really couldn't think of what kind of guidance he had given Murakami Haruki, so Ye Xuan asked with a puzzled face.

"Your new book is?"

He saw Murakami Haruki's face full of pride, saying the new book title he had already thought of exceptionally loudly.