Chapter 21 Playing the ball
There are as many as nine short stories that can be submitted for "Human Chair", which is much higher than "The Bus Driver Who Wants to Be a God". Gu Lu concluded that neon culture is still in Asia cultural circle.
“But there is a slight problem with these articles being submitted to “Story Club”.”
There is another question that Gu Lu is thinking about, whether to localize Akechi Kogoro .
If it is not localized, Gu Lu has never been to Neon, so it would be strange to write these things.
"Wait, maybe it can be like this..."
Gu Lu thought of a method, but it requires the use of a computer. He will go to the fat boss the day after tomorrow and use the computer to check.
When I came to the school, Teacher Li also brought good news. "Echoing Shadow" successfully represented the junior high school of No. 37 Middle School in the Ye Shengtao Cup.
"Maybe you really have a chance to get into high school," Teacher Li encouraged, "I'll tell the teachers of each subject and won't give you homework."
There is also a walker in the class. The boy in the classical dance track is called Wang Hongming, and he has to train frequently, and Teacher Li also exempts him from homework, so Gu Lu is not a special case, but if students have other channels to enter high school, Teacher Li will provide convenience.
"In addition..." As he said this, Teacher Li took out a set of books from the drawer, including several works by Lao She and prose poems by Gibran.
"Read more about these books. Kahlil Gibran is the person who can write the most beautiful English, and Lao She is the best writer in our country." Teacher Li suddenly asked, "What was Lao She's original name?"
The sudden test, damn it, so despicable! Gu Lu responded, "Shu Qingchun?"
Teacher Li nodded with satisfaction, "When I taught "Winter in Jinan" in the first grade of junior high school, I mentioned this knowledge point. The materials for writers such as Lao She, Lu Xun, and Ba Jin were obtained from the high school entrance examination. Although you will be exempted from the high school entrance examination if you succeed, you still need to remember some things after studying in junior high school."
"Okay, thank you, Teacher Li." Gu Lu nodded and took it from the teacher. Book.
Several famous writers from the Republic of China were wiped out by butterflies in this world, which is a pity. Fortunately among the misfortunes, Lu, Guo, Mao and Cao are all here... I would like to add that the order of these six words is basically the order of status in today's literary world.
Double happiness, getting better, everything is getting better, Gu Lu feels a little light when he walks.
“Wait a minute, why does the light feeling feel so familiar?” Gu Lu recalled, “Oh, before I was walking light because I was hungry, but today I am in a good mood, which is completely different.”
Thinking Gu Lu was interrupted by a girl. Gu Lu looked up and saw that it was Zhao Juan.
He is in a good mood, so his patience with people has improved a lot.
"You ignored me these two days, is it because Wang Wenjun came to trouble you before, so you were afraid and stayed away from me?" Zhao Juan asked.
“No.” Gu Lu shook his head, more afraid of trouble than afraid.
"That's good," Zhao Juan felt relieved and continued, "I turned around and left before because I was unhappy, and I was worried that you would hate me because of this."
This girl— —Straight ball? Gu Lu looked at Zhao Juan as if it was his first time meeting this female classmate.
It is no exaggeration to say that when both parties are unhappy because of certain things, the one who is willing to take the initiative to explain the matter clearly is simply the angel of this relationship. Note, whether it is a couple, friends or a more ordinary relationship with colleagues.
"First of all, he didn't do anything, or anything else. Secondly, even if he did, it would still be the fault of the wrongdoer. I can't find a way to retaliate against the person who hit me, so why should I be angry with you?" Gu Lu said.
“That makes sense.” Zhao Juan said, “But generally speaking, emotions will affect people. This is natural. Just like if my father makes my mother angry, I will definitely remain silent. Stay silent to avoid being implicated."
"Maybe it's a different custom. We generally don't blame people here," Gu Lu said. What is our custom here? Zhao Juan didn't understand the meaning of this joke. She thought that her parents were both from Wudu, but she didn't go into details. She put a refreshing smile on her face and said, "It's better to know that you don't hate me because of this matter."< br>
"I'm going to help the teacher correct the papers." After saying that, she left. The number of papers left in the third grade class increased, and the teacher would definitely not be able to correct them, so he would give up the class. Representatives help share the burden.
Gu Lu saw Zhao Juan's back, and she was jumping up and down like a rabbit. He looked back and lamented that his student days were no wonder the days that most people miss the most.
Then why is it the vast majority of people, not everyone? If Gu Lu hadn't traveled through time, the original owner probably wouldn't have had any good memories of his junior high school days. Of course, he wouldn't have had any bad memories because he didn't encounter bullying.
What would happen if we visualized time? The embodiment of time in student days should be the bright sunshine, whether it is dusk or early morning, the light shines on the desks through the windows.
At this time, a relatively old-fashioned anti-theft guardrail was installed on the window, dividing the sunlight into strips. Gu Lu and his classmates played backgammon on the homework notebook.
"Chenchen, won't you give me some snacks?" Outside the window, classmates are eating snacks. Girls don't know why. Boys bought a pack of snacks, and many people would come around during the break. The snacks seemed to be surrounded by corpses and zombies.
Hmm - that's a bit of a description. I have no appetite. Anyway, that's how I understand it. "Eating alone will ruin your butt" and "Everyone who sees you has a share" are often said by male classmates.
Go to the old place at noon.
“I can change my name to Gu·Jihuatong·Lu!” Gu Lu looked up what he wanted.
The short stories about reasoning in this collection of Edogawa Ranpo are all submitted to the country's first original mystery publication "Times Mystery". For other strange stories, you can continue to "Story Club".
The biggest difference between "The Mystery of Time" and "Story Club" is that the former has a contracted writer.
This is the development path Gu Lu has chosen for himself. It is too difficult to become a well-known writer based on short stories now, even if the short video era arrives in a few years.
If you want to gain both fame and fortune, you still need to write a medium-length novel or a full-length novel.
"The October Revolution and Mentor Lenin, what kind of novel is it? I hope it is a novel." Gu Lu thought of his actions yesterday.
Yesterday, Gu Lu was rummaging through the cabinets at home, touching left and right, trying to see if he could trigger the novel synthesis sequence, but unfortunately he didn't.
"Camel Xiangzi" and "Four Generations Under One Roof" were books given by Teacher Li, and Gu Lu had been reading them all afternoon.
Seriously speaking, when you look at Lao She's works, you can't really feel the writing style. But if you think about it carefully, pick a sentence at random in the book and see if you can use fewer words to describe the effect achieved by the original text.
Use concise words to express the desired effect. This is called pen power.
“A bowl of sausages, cold noodles, and tofu, right? It’s okay, no problem.”
“No bean sprouts, okay.”
In the afternoon, Gu Lu helped monthly users bring food through the back door. Another important thing to mention is that the tofu puffs in Wudu are spicy.
Meat sausage is a starch sausage. Although you can't taste the meat, the taste of childhood comes back after scratching it. Yes, Gu Lu also bought himself a bunch for one yuan.
It’s true, except for the temptation of delicious food, Gu Lu can resist everything.
(End of this chapter)