Chapter 81 is done!
At ten o'clock sharp, capital time, all the teachers and students of the school lined up on the playground.
At the opening ceremony of No. 8 Middle School, the person who spoke on behalf of the freshmen in 2012 was Zhou Lin.
"?" Whenever a little question mark appears in Gu Lu's mind, it's not his fault... Damn it, why did you run up to my deskmate?
“You’re awesome, you’re good-looking and have good grades.” Tian Xiao, the pen-twisting king, looked at Gu Lu with his mouth agape, and he successfully misunderstood.
Tian Xiao said, "One of the top students in the Qingbei class, I heard that she scored 741 in the high school entrance examination. She is very abnormal. Our school finally snatched it from No. 1 Middle School."
Haha, brothers, this world It’s getting more and more magical. If Gu Lu remembered correctly, Zhou Lin had good grades, but she had never been among the top five in her grade.
The one with the best grades in the class is obviously Sister Nana, but what do you mean by 741? Co-author: Have you ever tried your best in exams? To be honest, Gu Lu suspected that this guy had a system.
"Keep staring...Tsk, tut, you are miserable, you have been poisoned." Tian Xiao saw the classmates next to him staring without even blinking, "But we are classmates, I won't help Who can help you? I have an acquaintance in class 1 and I will introduce you to him.”
The teacher has already adjusted the seats according to the height.
The male classmates at his desk were also very nice. At least Gu Lu felt very comfortable when he saw the male classmates who were about the same height as him.
"No, she and I are quite familiar. We were roommates before." Gu Lu told the truth, "I just didn't expect her grades to be so good."
Tian Xiao was silent for a few seconds. He patted Gu Lu on the shoulder and said, "Brother, it's okay to lie to me, but don't lie to yourself."
"..." Gu Lu stopped talking. He needed to calm down before paying attention. Toda Xiaoren is short, but his hands are larger, a little longer than him.
Aren’t the development of hands and height synchronized? Gu Lu was distracted.
The nagging opening ceremony finally came to an end, especially the principal's speech, which was full of clichés. First, he told the history of No. 8 Middle School, then detailed the achievements made in recent years, and finally encouraged the students to look forward to the future.
The whole school is spread out. If you use an aircraft to shoot from above at this moment, you can see the waves crashing like ocean waves.
"Hey brother, how did you avoid going to military training?" Zeng Jie took the initiative to find Gu Lu after the game and said familiarly, "I took a cold shower and then caught a cold. The request for leave was not successful. "
"It's nothing, I just have an old problem, and the doctor didn't recommend military training, so I didn't go," Gu Lu said.
“Awesome, I also have this problem.” Zeng Jie said.
If you don't know how to chat, don't make awkward chats, brother. Gu Lu probably knows why the other party took the initiative to say hello.
Earlier in class, he was quick to answer. Maybe he felt a little bad, so he took the initiative to say hello.
To say hello proactively is to apologize, and the previous matter is wiped out. This is an unspoken rule among students.
"What club are you going to join later?" Zeng Jie asked.
"What kind of clubs are there?" Gu Lu asked back. He really didn't know this, but he was very interested.
In his previous life, he went directly to a technical secondary school and didn't even attend classes, let alone any clubs.
Anyway, when Gu Lu was watching anime, he was quite envious of the colorful club life of the Neon high school students.
“I don’t know either,” Zeng Jie said, “I’ll ask my old classmate later.”
Most of the clubs in the No. 8 Middle School are helpful for getting extra points for admission. Part of it is interest.
The two walked to the class while chatting.
The first day of school is mainly about getting acquainted with teachers and classmates, and there is no class.
Back in the classroom, the selection of class cadres began. Gu Lu didn’t want to be a class cadre. He was very confident about his grades, so Teacher Gao hinted many times when asking students to nominate themselves. Gu Lu No one answered the question.
The specific list of class cadres will naturally appear in a series of things such as collecting homework and reading in the future, so I will not list it here.
I originally planned to go to the Qingbei class to see my old classmates, but I didn’t have the time. Gu Lu went home directly after school and lay in bed to make a guess about today's trigger synthesis sequence.
Gu Lu originally loved lying on the sofa, but the mahogany sofa in his new home was too hard.
"Lu Xun's chapters may appear in Liu Cixin's works. They should only be "The Wandering Earth", "Country Teacher" and "Earth Fire", right?"
Gu Lu has read too many things. Therefore, I can only remember a rough plot. The most likely one is the rural teacher.
"The opening chapter of Rural Teacher is that a volunteer teacher has to impart knowledge at the last moment of his life. It is more reasonable for Lu Xun to appear." Gu Lu rationalized.
And "Country Teacher" is a short story, so it means that this trigger is a collection of science fiction novels written by Liu Cixin?
Micro Era, Bring Her Eyes, Chao Wen Dao, Support God, Poems...
One by one more classic works appeared in Gu Lu's mind, and they were all very good, well received and well-received.
But Gu Lu was a little helpless.
Why? Because of the science fiction short story, no matter which one it is, what do you allow Gu Lu to have in it?
The rose in "The Little Prince", the bow (a prop for making a secret room) in "After School", the piggy bank in "The Bus Driver Who Wants to Be God", and the honey water in "Mr. Holmes".
All he had were the more important items in the books. Gu Lu scratched his hair, feeling really bald.
“I don’t want to think about it anymore, it’s time to cut out pictures.” He couldn’t stay up late, so Gu Lu had to follow his own schedule.
Hold the watercolor pen and stop painting.
Three hours later——
“Oh, I did it!”
It’s done. The more than 60 illustrations of “The Little Prince” are finally finished. It’s really just a bit of copying.
Gu Lu carefully packed the manuscript and drawings and will post them tomorrow.
Looking at the time at half past nine, it shouldn’t be too late, right?
Calling President Jian, Gu Lu took the cell phone and rang about four or five times before the call was connected.
"Xiao Gu, what's the matter with?" President Jian is practicing calligraphy in the study at home.
"President Jian, my work is completed, but this time it is special."
Special? President Jian asked, "What's so special?"
"A complete work must be accompanied by illustrations, so my manuscript is transcribed in a notebook." Gu Lu said.
“It’s just like illustrations.” President Jian nodded, “Children’s literature has a lot of illustrations, so it’s no problem.”
“Can President Jian give me a delivery address? , I can fill it in," Gu Lu said.
"Get a pen and write it down." President Jian paused for a few seconds before giving the detailed address. He also thoughtfully included the recipient, phone number and zip code.
"Sorry, my handwriting is not very good, so if there is any text that is not clear during the period, you can ask the editor to contact me." Gu Luxian reminded.
"No problem, I will let Xiao Zhu contact you."
Because it was getting late, the two of them didn't exchange too many greetings, and hung up the phone after finishing their conversation.
It was still early, and Gu Lu didn't go to bed until eleven o'clock, so he read for a while, but he couldn't read it today.
Because "The Little Prince" was born!
Gu Lu was a little excited.
(End of this chapter)