Chapter 97 I submitted a lot of manuscripts
Today’s evening reading time is for self-study, and the teacher is not here. Even the disciplinary committee will not be so strict, but it cannot be too arrogant.
Gu Lu turned back, sighing that it was getting harder and harder to fool high school students nowadays. While sighing, he saw his deskmate who was in a hurry.
"The evening self-study is mathematics. Teacher Lu will definitely teach you about the paper. Have you done the paper? Please lend me a copy." Tian Xiao was cramming.
But Gu Lu has long since jumped out of the Three Realms and is no longer among the Five Elements. The mountain of homework cannot hold down the wheel spirit.
"I didn't write it either," Gu Lu said.
"?" Tian Xiao looked Gu Lu up and down, "How dare you pluck out Lu Zhishen's tiger beard?"
The math teacher's surname is Lu. He is in his forties. Because his hair is much whiter, he He simply shaved his head, so he was called Lu Zhishen.
"I don't mean anything else, mainly because I don't want to do it." Gu Lu said the most outrageous words in a calm voice.
“You are a warrior!” Tian Xiao gave a thumbs up, then turned to ask Wei Jiao to borrow the paper.
Swish, swish, swish - only the friction sound between the pen tip and the paper is left. He is worthy of being a pen-turning king. He copies homework at an exaggerated speed.
At least three thousand points of combat power! Gu Lu, who was once the god in charge of copying homework, felt that he had met his opponent for the first time.
Tian Xiao finished copying one paper in nearly twenty minutes, and not only copied it, but also made revisions.
Done. Tian Xiao looked at his deskmate and hesitated for a long time, "Chaochun, if you really don't want to write, I can help you get a pack of Want Want Puffs." In an era when millet rice crisps were only 50 cents, Wangwang puffs were already sold for one piece! It is a high-end snack.
"Good brother, but I really don't need it." Gu Lu refused.
Seeing that his deskmate insisted on going his own way and seeking death, Tian Xiao had nothing to say and waited for a while to collect the corpse of his deskmate.
After a while, the evening self-study began. Mathematics teacher Lu walked into the classroom and said, "Students, take out the second paper assigned yesterday."
Two or three weeks into the school year, the students have already I am used to the directness of my math teacher.
“Let’s take a look at what to choose for the first multiple-choice question? Choose A. We have talked about this question many times. There won’t be any students who made the wrong choice, right?”
Teacher Lu walked around the classroom while speaking. He was so condescending that he could see if his homework was done by scanning his eyes.
Amen, warrior, I wish you a glorious departure! Seeing the teacher coming over, Tian Xiao said silently in his heart.
Then... Teacher Lu walked over without stopping at all.
“?” Tian Xiao’s mind was almost filled with questions. There was no way he hadn’t seen it.
Because his deskmate Gu Lu didn't cover himself with his elbows at all, but listened carefully to the class. The teacher just asked a question, and Gu Lu would write the answer to the question, openly and honestly.
"There are two hundred brushes." Tian Xiao thought to himself, "Can't he be the principal's illegitimate son?"
The teaching progress of No. 8 Middle School is already faster than that of ordinary high schools, and even one junior high school student failed mathematics, physics and chemistry. It is really difficult for Gu Lu to keep up with the students.
In fact, you can also choose to slowly make up for the knowledge in junior high school, but for Gu Lu, the cost-effectiveness is really not high.
Why don't you just be honest and participate in more new things? Considering that I wrote two books during school, I believe this is what the school wants to see.
A high school student with average grades can get as much as the eighth middle school student. However, a high school student who can publish books and participate in essay competitions is the only one who can't give up his advantages.
Two classes were full of evening self-study for two hours. Teacher Lu taught the papers in one class and left the remaining class for the students to do their homework.
"Go back and consolidate the knowledge points taught today." After the bell rang, Teacher Lu walked from the office to the classroom and left these words.
The air conditioner is not repaired and there are many people in the classroom. Generally speaking, it is cooler than the sauna.
Teacher Lu, who is afraid of the heat, directly lets the class monitor and disciplinary committee manage the class. Isn’t it uncomfortable to go back to the office and enjoy the cool air conditioner?
Gu Lu, who was about to flash out, was stopped by Qi Caiwei, who came to see him if he had something to do.
The two went to the corner of the stairs again, where students would go to talk. Firstly, it was very hidden, and secondly, because of the angle, if a teacher or classmate came over, the person talking could be seen at a glance.
"Gu Lu, are you interested in submitting a novel? "Yesterday's Park" you wrote for the literary society can definitely be submitted to "Sprouting", and it will definitely be published." Qi Caiwei got straight to the point, she thought it was so good Story, it would be a waste not to submit it.
Submission is definitely required, but after Gu Lu asked President Jian, he still had to go back and see what President Jian had to say.
Seeing that Gu Lu remained silent, Qi Caiwei thought it was because the other party didn't believe her, so she blew herself up: "I submitted many manuscripts to "Sprouting", and although they all failed, I learned a lot of experience from my failures. ”
"I actually have experience in submitting articles, so I have to go back and think about which magazine to submit to." Gu Lu would never hide it because there is no need.
“Do you have experience in submitting articles?” Qi Caiwei was confused. The implication was that why didn’t she say it when introducing herself at the opening ceremony?
Qi Caiwei asked again, "What specifically did you vote for?"
"There are quite a few. I will make a list for you when I get the chance." Gu Lu waved his hand, "About the specific details of "Yesterday's Park" Arrangements, I have to go back and think about it.”
Farewell to Qi Caiwei, Gu Lu walked back.
Submitted a lot of manuscripts? Is this credible when coming from a high school freshman? But Qi Caiwei thought of the quality of "Yesterday's Park" and it seemed credible.
"Wait a minute, if Gu Lu only won the first prize in the Ye Cup, would Teacher Wu and the president of the literary club specifically ask him to write a story?" Qi Caiwei felt that Wan Bai and the instructor must know something.
Not knowing if it was too late, Qi Caiwei rushed to the senior high school floor.
She is not very curious. For her who loves writing, having such a powerful classmate next to her is a blessing!
"Hey, Weiwei, where are you running to? The direction of the dormitory is this way!" Wei Jiao saw her friend running in the opposite direction and couldn't help but chase after her.
"What's going on?"
"Do you want my help?"
So she ran and she chased.
She ran to the senior high school classroom - Wan Bai was still there, and two evening self-study teachers stayed in class for more than ten minutes while teaching the papers. And this phenomenon seemed to be quite common. The entire senior year was also after school. I walked out of the classroom after the bell rang.
Studying in class at night is such a vicious situation!
"Wan Bai...President Wan Bai!" Qi Caiwei called out to Wan Bai out of breath.
"Oh——" "There is a girl looking for you" "President, come over and take a look, the girl is worried"
The school will never lack students who are heckled.
"Go, go, go, this is a new member of the literary club. He must have something to do with me. Don't spread rumors. The others are freshmen and will have a bad influence." Wan Bai chased away the booing classmates.
Wan Baicai asked, "Why are you looking for me?"
Qi Caiwei asked straight to the point, "President Wan Bai, do you know more about Gu Lu in our class?"
About Gu Lu? Panda Wei Jiao also pricked up her ears to listen.
(End of this chapter)