Chapter 93 Yesterday’s Park


Chapter 93 Yesterday's Park

I have been writing for several days. Gu Lu had to make some minor modifications to the details while writing, so he couldn't think of anything else.

While chatting before, Gu Lu was thinking about where to submit the short stories he just picked up. Owl Man can cast reasoning, no problem.

But what about those scary stories and "Yesterday's Park", which was hailed as the best Neon story in 2005? Gu Lu decided to ask the knowledgeable President Jian later.

Gu Lu, who reads every day, did not read a book today. He finished writing the manuscript in more than an hour. I don’t say how good his handwriting is, but he can still read it clearly.

Use your mobile phone to take photos of a few pages of the manuscript, then add attachments and send them to President Jian via email.

[I suddenly got inspiration while playing badminton. I would like to ask President Jian, what magazine is good for publishing this type of article? ]

After doing this, Gu Lu fell asleep. In addition, there were replies to the previous messages sent to President Jian and Editor Han. President Jian reported the publication date of "The Little Prince" in November.

Because the sales of patriotic and historical books are better in October, they will be released in November and then use resources to promote them during Christmas.

Editor Han said that the entire editorial department of "Mr. Holmes" values ​​it, but the details depend on the first feedback, which is also the editorial department's rule.

The next day, Gu Lu got up earlier than usual because he was on duty.

This was the first time he had breakfast in the No. 8 Middle School cafeteria. To be fair, it was not as delicious as the push cart downstairs. But free food, what more bikes?

"Gu Lu, have you finished writing that manuscript? If you haven't finished it, I'll come back at noon." Early in the morning, Wan Bai, the president of Shuren Literary Club, was standing at the door of Class 10, not knowing How long have you been waiting?

"Because I have plenty of time, if there are any problems with the manuscript, I can ask the instructor to correct it." Gu Lu handed the manuscript of "Yesterday's Park" to Wan Bai.

Why do you have to send the manuscript to President Jian via email all day and night? This is also the reason for retaining evidence. The other party may not necessarily steal the manuscript, but it is necessary to guard against others.

Wan Bai definitely didn't think about plagiarism or anything like that. Ever since he learned Gu Lu's true identity from his instructor, he had been thinking about hugging her.

"Thank you, I will show it to the instructor at noon. I think it will be fine." Wan Bai thanked him sincerely. He was not a member of the literary club at all. He wrote such a script and was simply saving people. Male Bodhisattva!

He trotted away, probably not having breakfast in the cafeteria yet.

The passion for club activities is completely different from that of Gu Lu, who only joins the basketball club with a specific purpose.

Anyway, they are adapted from the stories of Wonderful World Stories, and the work happened to be synthesized last weekend.

"Yesterday's Park" has a really good story, but it was filmed twice by Shiqi! One male and female perspective.

In fact, it was similar to what Gu Lu thought. Wan Bai did not go to the cafeteria. He came out of the dormitory early in the morning and went straight to Class 10, Grade 1.

""Yesterday's Park"?" Wan Bai read the manuscript while eating. The story begins with a father and son playing badminton in Tianchen Park.

The reading process was interrupted by a girl. Zhang Liru asked, "Wan Bai, are we ready for the story of our school anniversary performance this year?"

Zhang Liru, currently a student in Class 3, Grade 2, If No. 8 Middle School There is such a thing as a school beauty, so she must be a strong contender.

He is very tall, roughly the same height as Lu Ping, more than 1.75 meters tall. To be honest, in the southwest region, it is quite rare for high school girls to have such a height, which is half a head taller than Qi Caiwei.

Currently, she is the vice president of Shuren Literary Society. As expected, she will be the president next year.

"I have some ideas. I have to wait for the instructor to check for details." Wan Bai responded.

"Who was hired as a foreign aid? You and Teacher Wu are secretive, and no one wants to tell." Zhang Liru asked.

“It’s not a mystery, the main thing is that I don’t know whether the foreign aid will agree,” Wan Bai said, “I want to ask the other party’s opinion.”

"Which student in the class didn't even agree to Teacher Wu's invitation?" Zhang Liru was surprised. This year's literary club's stage play must be created by students. This is the principle, so the foreign aid must also be a student, otherwise it will violate the school's regulations.

The work can be rehearsed as a stage play, shouldn’t it be something worth showing off? Zhang Liru couldn't understand.

"More powerful than marbles and meat?" The two names Zhang Liru mentioned were key members of the literary club and had experience in magazine publishing. Originally, the task of writing the story this time fell on these two people, but the content failed and was fired by the instructor Wu Du.

“It’s too powerful.” Wan Bai said, “Then it’s not on the same channel. It’s unfair to Rourou and them if you compare like this.”

"Huh?" The vice president's eyes were filled with confusion. Is there such an awesome person in No. 8 Middle School? How come she doesn't know.

"You will find out at the freshman activity meeting this afternoon." Wan Bai said.

Okay, Zhang Liru said we will wait and see.

Talking about what happened in the morning of Class 10, class leader Lu Yi solicited opinions from the whole class. After a vote, they unanimously agreed to find a master outside to repair it.

Without further delay, the air conditioner waits for no one, so Lu Yi asked his day school classmates to find an air conditioner repairman, and he had to be reliable.

It was also in the morning. Wan Bai squeezed out time from under his fingernails and showed the manuscript to his instructor.

"Teacher Wu, this was written by Gu Lu, do you think it works," Wan Bai said, "If there is anything that needs to be revised, I will go and talk to Gu Lu right away."

Very good, then let him, a veteran author of more than ten years, see how valuable the resident author of the two magazines "Literary Youth" and "Times and Reasons" is!

The story begins with the child Zhou Ning and his father Zhou Lu playing badminton in an old park, but because the ball flew onto a tree branch, Zhou Ning, who didn’t have enough fun, asked his father for money and went to a stationery store to buy more. A new ball.

There is also a little foreshadowing in the front, such as the park is haunted, someone once saw a dead person and so on.

Why is it called foreshadowing? Because Zhou Lu knew that it was not a ghost, but the park's magical ability.

The story line slides very smoothly to the time when Zhou Lu was still a student.

At that time, Zhou Lu was playing table tennis with his best friend. In the middle of the game, his friend smashed too hard and the table tennis ball flew to the path outside. Zhou Lu ran over to pick up the ball.

The two played for a while and went home, but three hours later, Zhou Lu received the news that his friend had been hit by a car and died.

"The story is starting to get interesting." Teacher Wu looked at Wan Bai and suddenly remembered, "The ten minutes between classes are about to come. You go back to class first, and I will tell you my opinion in the next class."< br>


"It's okay, Teacher Wu. I've already asked for a leave from the teacher of the next class. It's okay. You can take a look first." Wan Bai said.

It’s totally unnecessary. Wu Du also found that the classmates in this club were too serious. He said, "Wan Bai, the teacher knows that you are very conscientious, but class is still more important."

" "Teacher Wu, I won't be able to participate in club activities next semester," Wan Bai said, "So this school anniversary is my last organizational work. I want to do better. As for studying, I will work hard next semester!"
< br>You can still participate in school club activities in the first semester of high school, but club activities in the next semester have nothing to do with it. Generally speaking, the president will retire from the club at that time and the vice president will be promoted.

Wan Bai did not completely tell the truth. After all, it is difficult for students to have a heart-to-heart relationship with their teachers, but his desire to do a good job in activities was mostly true.

"Okay," Teacher Wu said, "find a stool and sit down."

Instructor Wu Du continued to watch, and the best neon story in 2005 will only exert its power later!

(End of this chapter)

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