Chapter 20 Family Gap
The story of "Guanzi" is as simple as ever. The protagonist suffers from "cognitive impairment" and was transferred from university. After graduation, he entered a factory. The main character's hobby is to play with iron pipes, put them into strange shapes, stuff them with marbles, and let them roll.
It was a stupid and childish little hobby, but one day he made a tube with a complicated structure, and then the marbles seemed to disappear out of thin air, before appearing from the other end.
The protagonist thought, if this shape was enlarged proportionally so that he could get into it, wouldn't he be able to disappear?
Then the protagonist did what he did, the plot developed in a nonsensical and anti-physical way, and then the protagonist came to heaven...
[The first person to use a stick was not the strongest or smartest person in the tribe. The man was the first to use the stick simply because no one else needed it and he needed it. In order to survive and to make up for his own weakness, he needs the stick more than anyone else. I don't think there's anyone in the world who wants to disappear from this world more than I do; that's why I was the one who invented that pipe - me, not the clever engineer who graduated from a top engineering school and ran this factory .
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“I even want to recommend this novel to be selected for the short story award of the Lu Xun Literature Award.” Deputy Editor Wu said, “You have also read the article "Guan Zi" You should know how wonderful the article is."
"It is very wonderful," Lao Li said, "but it is precisely because of this "Guanzi" that I believe in it even more."
< br>How to say? Deputy Editor Wu was waiting for the last sentence.
"Teacher Gu Lu's family environment is not good, it can even be said to be very bad."
It is easy for Lao Li to draw this conclusion. The other party said that he was short of money. But as a student who is about to take the high school entrance examination and lacks living expenses, how can this family survive?
Deputy editor Wu found the "Guanzi" that had been typeset and proofread on the computer with punctuation marks. It said that heaven is not for people who do good deeds, but for people who cannot feel happiness in the world. will go to heaven.
"So if you're really unhappy in the world, if all sorts of people say you have severe cognitive impairment, then find a way to come here. When you find your way here Please bring mahjong with you, because we are tired of playing marbles." Deputy Editor Wu read the end of the story quietly, just to himself.
"The misfortune of a poet is the great fortune of literature." A sentence suddenly flashed through Deputy Editor Wu's mind. Gu Lu did not write poetry, but he did write articles. He did not have very bad family conditions. It is possible to write this "Guanzi".
"If Gu Lu still submits his manuscript, he will be exempted from the preliminary review." Deputy Editor Wu said.
"What about the manuscript fee next time?" Lao Li did not forget about the money, "One hundred and fifty?"
"One hundred and fifty will not work," Deputy Editor Wu said, "His article The writing is good enough, but the actual interest is not so good. Even if I give it a thousand words and a hundred and fifty words, the president will not agree.” And Lao Li was just the deputy editor.
After thinking for a moment, Deputy Editor Wu said that if the quality of the next submission can be guaranteed, it can be 130 words per thousand (before tax).
""Guanzi" and "Good Heart" will be published in the blue version in May. Send two more samples to Teacher Gu Lu."
Old Li Ming understood what his boss meant. Although the story meeting was nothing It is a high-end magazine, but for junior high school students, being able to publish a story in a story meeting is indeed something worth celebrating. Send a few more copies so that the author can show off.
The world is just a giant naughty child, willful and full of surprises.
Gu Lu encountered something unexpected at home. Gu’s father came back with a pile of vegetables.
Braised fish, shredded green peppers and potatoes, and half a salted duck with soy sauce bought from outside.
The two of them were eating in silence, but then Gu's father suddenly said, "We, father and son, will have a good chat today."
"Your academic performance is not good, and you are not a student. Materials, so have you thought about what to do in the future?" Father Gu said. How can you be as shameless as me? Gu Lu's eyes widened. It was obvious that his academic performance was influenced by his family, but why did he say that he was not studying well?
"You don't have to study for the next half semester. You can go directly to Yuzhou Engineering and Technology School to study beauty and hairdressing." Father Gu said about his arrangement, "I have a brother I opened a barber shop, I said hello, you can go directly to learn the craft, and you will be able to make some money to make a living." Gu Lu didn't expect that such a thing would happen suddenly in his past life. He didn't even finish the second semester of the third grade of junior high school, so he was sent to a technical secondary school. The dead memories in his mind suddenly attacked him when he traveled through time.
"I want to wait until I finish junior high school." Gu Lu responded. He didn't want to argue now. No one would believe something if he said it before doing it, let alone parents who had their own opinions.
Bing Xin Cup and Ye Cup need to be strong.
No matter how anxious you are, the judging sessions of the two competitions will not be advanced. There will be half a month until the judging time.
However, fortunately, the results of Ye Cup and Bing Xin Cup came out before the high school entrance examination. The judging panel knew clearly that winning the prize would become a bargaining chip for recommendation, which would attract students, parents and schools.
"That's okay," Gu's father said, "As an old man (father), I don't have much ability and can't help you much. You are so old, you should be sensible. I am as old as you At that time, I picked up benches from my hometown and walked dozens of kilometers to sell them in the city.”
"Oh, there's one thing." Gu Lu took out the certificate from the district essay competition he had won earlier from the room.
“For the certificate I received before, the essay I wrote was selected, so the district is going to publish an anthology of essays. I am a minor and need a copy of my guardian’s ID card.” Gu Lu took the contract printed out in the afternoon. He came out and glanced at his father.
As for the guardian's signature, Gu Lu can just imitate it himself, and it will have little impact. In his previous life, he signed a contract with Shanda (Qidian had not yet been sold to Tencent), and he imitated it himself.
Gu's father was not interested in the contract. Instead, he took a look at the certificate with a smile on his face, "Very good. When I was studying, I had a great literary talent. You inherited it from me. "Good genes."
"I will make a copy for you tomorrow," said Father Gu. "I am very happy today. To celebrate your winning, I will drink two glasses of white wine."
If you want to drink, just say so. What excuse are you looking for? Gu Lu lowered his head to eat.
After a while, Gu’s father got Wuliangye from somewhere and started drinking it by himself.
In general, the Gu family was pretty good before the head of the family, Gu's father, became addicted to alcohol. But after he became addicted to alcohol, it was no longer good. To tell the truth, he shouldn't be able to afford Wuliangye. Already?
After eating, Gu Lu logged into Monternet and saw the message from Mu Zigao.
First of all, he told him the good news that a thousand words would go up by ten yuan. Secondly, Lao Li also left a message: [In fact, the readers of the story club are all for entertainment. It can even be said to be toilet literature, and they also require twists and turns in the story. It's not about thoughts and philosophy. If it can be more tortuous, it will definitely get top royalties. ]
The maximum manuscript fee for "Story Club" is 150 words per thousand words, which is equivalent to 150 cents per word.
Isn’t this a coincidence? When it comes to twists and turns, who can do it better than Ranpo?
[Ju Chang: Let me try. ]
Gu Lu exited the webpage after replying, "I really miss the era when there were more than 20 gigabytes a month."
After making appropriate modifications to "Human Chair", Gu Lu remained the same Adhering to the policy of "keep the original text if you can, and never change more if you can".
He also found the trigger for the synthesis of the second book. It comes from the short story "The Human Chair" of the same name. In the letter written by the craftsman to the wife of the secretary of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs (Ministry of Foreign Affairs), Yoshiko, he introduced himself [If I were born in a new era] Wealthy families may be able to indulge in various games with the help of money in order to relieve the sadness caused by this wretched appearance. Or, if I have more artistic talent, I can forget through beautiful poetry...]
Exactly the same complaint as the glasses guy.
There are surprises everywhere in the world.
(End of this chapter)