Chapter 7 Triggered Again
"Bloodline Suppression" often appears in anime. Gu Lu has never experienced it personally, but now when he entered the teacher's office, he felt uncomfortable all over.
This bloodline is suppressed and is about to become stiff.
"In the last essay competition in Dukou District, you won excellent, although there was no bonus." Teacher Li said with a smile on his face, "But it was still very good. This is your certificate."
< br>Gu Lu learned through recollection that this essay competition started more than two months ago. The first prize (3 people) received a bonus of 1,000, the second prize (6 people) received a bonus of 500, and the third prize (10 people) received a bonus of 1,000. 200, and outstanding works (30 winners) will receive certificates.
Winning a prize in the district essay competition is very powerful. If you can get a ranking and get a bonus, you can also solve the temporary difficulties... You can't think like this. The original person has surpassed most students this time. It's really good!
Gu Lu came to his senses and took the certificate from Teacher Li.
[Gu Lu_Classmate
Studying the spirit of the Red Army in Dukou District, during the essay competition on the theme of the "Twenty-five Thousand Miles Long March", your essay_"The Long March in My Heart"_ was evaluated For excellent works.
This certificate is specially awarded. 】
Then there is the seal of the district government's publicity department below.
"It's March now, and there are only two or three months left before the high school entrance examination. Study hard." Teacher Li said sincerely, "There is still a chance."
"Thank you, Teacher Li. "
After finishing the matter, Gu Lu couldn't wait to leave the office. The moment he stepped out of the threshold, the tension in his body relaxed a lot.
This office is shared by six or seven teachers, and each teacher’s area is just the size of a desk.
"Gu Lu from your class?" asked the head teacher of the next class, "Not bad. He even won a prize in the district essay competition. It seems that not many of us in No. 37 were selected."
The entire DDK district There are seven junior high schools, and this essay competition is open to all primary and secondary school students. Although not everyone will sign up, there are definitely a lot of participants. It is good to win a prize.
“His composition is quite good.” Teacher Li said with a smile.
“This kid is smart, but his heart is not focused on studying at all.” Teacher Yan said. She is also the math teacher who is nicknamed the old witch by her classmates.
“English is obviously very simple, just memorize a few words and master a few grammars, but you just don’t memorize it.” Teacher Tai, the English teacher who was preparing the lesson, also answered, “But Gu Lu has one advantage, that is, he doesn’t dislike it. Classes will not affect the students around you.”
Teacher Li said, "Gu Lu's family environment is not very good, so he delayed the baby."
As a class teacher, Teacher Li knows more about the students' family situations than teachers of other subjects. He sighed heavily and said that if he studied hard, he would still have a chance, but where would the chance come from? Except for Chinese, it is difficult to pass the four subjects of Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry. It can be declared that I will not be admitted to high school.
Returning to his seat, Gu Lu saw his deskmate Zhou Lin, holding five pen caps on her fingers and chanting, "Nine Yin White Bone Claws!" She was playing with her little sister Ren Jie.
Don't say it, don't say it, because the rubber band was taken off by Ren Jie, Zhou Lin's disheveled hair looked a bit like Mei Chaofeng.
It seems that Gu Lu remembers that when he was a student in his previous life, he would also put the pen cap on his finger. Is it really unified across the country?
"Gulu, follow me after school today." Fan Xiaotian said mysteriously, "Brother will take you to learn more."
"?" Gu Lu didn't know whether he was overthinking or the little boy in front of him. The speed of the train is too fast.
Were junior high school students in 2012 so wild? I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Forgot to mention, today is Friday, so I won’t have evening self-study.
"Then I'll wait and see," Gu Lu remembered something and asked, "Why have you been limping and falling down in the past two days?"
"I bumped into him, it's okay. Just run slower after school, or wait for me at the school gate." Fan Xiaotian said this because he couldn't see Gu Lu's back after school.
The two made an appointment. As school was about to end, the students were becoming more and more restless, while Gu Lu was calmer, doing his weekend homework and thinking about the high school entrance examination.
Teacher Li is right, the high school entrance examination will be in June. Even if you have a golden finger and can rely on the civil servant to provide food and clothing, you are still too young after graduating from junior high school.
In his last life, Gu Lu attended a technical secondary school.
The high school entrance examination and the college entrance examination can be said to be the two diversion paths in China.
This does not mean that those who go to college will have higher wages than those who come from technical secondary schools, not necessarily. Taking food delivery as an example, physical strength and hardship are more important.
It’s just that the environment between the two is very different. Gu Lu thought, "I tried it in technical secondary school. How about going to high school in this life and try a different life?"
Currently, Gu Lu cannot improve other subjects through hard work, and his memory does not increase like other chosen ones after time travel. It seems that he can only take the path of recommended students and students with special talents?
Are there any students with writing skills? Gu Lu thought.
Since you have a golden finger, you should make the best use of it. This is Gu Lu's view.
I have made up my mind to go to the Fat Boss tomorrow to check the Internet for details. Gu Lu's arrangement is to finish the homework as much as possible at school, and go online for a while tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, send all the manuscripts, and learn about this matter by the way.
The penultimate class in the afternoon is history, because history is also a subject of the high school entrance examination, and the history teacher has not finished teaching the course. If the language and mathematics teacher wants to teach, he must also consider the progress of the students.
However, the history teacher has sped up the pace of the lecture, and the current lesson is Lesson 9, "Lenin and the October Revolution."
"The October Revolution was the first victorious socialist revolution in human history and established the first country with the dictatorship of the proletariat..." The history teacher used to tell the students who spoke to shut up, but now he won't .
In the past, history teachers would teach a lot of things in a derivative way, but now they don't just teach things in the textbooks.
Dip——
Gu Lu’s expression changed, was it triggered again? His head jerked up.
What was the teacher talking about just now? Gu Lu looked at the history book he had set up as a shield, which was the October Revolution and the great mentor Comrade Lenin.
Then something came to Gu Lu's mind - [Modern German works translated into the most languages] [Unparalleled appreciation ability] [Real artist]
The three labels this time are not awards, but more like a three-sentence summary.
Especially the last two, they are probably evaluations of the author himself, which are too vague.
“Let me think about it, what is the modern German work that has been translated into the most languages?” Gu Lu fell into thinking. He had indeed read a lot of physical books in his previous life.
""The Sorrows of Young Wetters" and "Faust"? Or maybe "Perfume" which was made into a movie by Hollywood."
"That's not right, Goethe still exists in this world. , and these works have no keywords.”
During the past few days, Gu Lu had an in-depth understanding of the cultural, entertainment and art industries of this world. It seemed that something happened at a certain point. A huge butterfly appeared and wiped out some celebrities, while some celebrities still existed. .
For example, Edgar Allan Poe and Sherlock Holmes are present, but Edward Hawke and Harry Kemmerman are nowhere to be seen.
The two people who disappeared in this world, the former is the king of modern mystery short stories on earth, and the latter is the ultimate writer of imaginative mystery short stories.
To give an example of the latter's work, [Walking nine miles is no joke, especially when it's raining. ] Hearing a random word from a passerby, he launched extreme logical reasoning and reconstructed the criminal process of a murder case, which is unparalleledly exciting.
(End of this chapter)