Chapter 123 What a novel plan (8,000 words updated!)
Gu Lu received the last "Story Meeting", and the two serialized stories at the end were "The Hole in the Wall" and "The Souvenir of Hell" 》.
At the same time, I also received news from Deputy Editor Lao Li. The magazine selects the "most popular author" every year, and the first place voted on the Internet will receive a bonus of 2,000 yuan.
"Two thousand yuan is not a lot." Gu Lu thought, after all, the story will have a low threshold and fast review. There is no shortage of writers at all, and they don't even engage in contract authorship. Look at that " The "storyteller figurine" logo is more famous than the writer.
To sum up, Gu Lu was not sarcastic, but really thought it was good.
There are 24 issues a year, excluding foreign literary story appreciation, 14 jokes and humorous world columns. Each issue has sixteen authors.
More than 350 authors are vying for voting throughout the year. Gu Lu, who has written eight stories, still ranks at the forefront in the voting——
[Writer No. 3: Gu Lu
Representative stories: pipes, shoes, inhuman love...
Editor's comment: A talented writer who cannot be limited to "Story Club".
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There is reason to suspect that this comment is the masterpiece of Lao Li's undercover agent.
"Currently ranked third, there is only a gap of more than 30 votes from the previous one." Gu Lu thought about the issue of canvassing votes.
"Story Club" is an early magazine that embraced the Internet. This can be seen from this voting event. The voting URL can be shared directly on WeChat.
Gu Lu looked at the first place and was ahead of him by more than 200 votes. He is an old storyteller and writes mainly about strange heroes and strange cases of the Republic of China. I have to say that this subject matter is the most popular among the readers of Story Club.
Click to see the reader reviews of the website’s selections. Both the first and second place readers’ selections are good.
But the third place, his Readers’ Choice, seems to be a bit problematic.
Wang Qiuyu: [Is the author of the human chair and the tube the same? Did your editorial department make a mistake? ]
The funny Mr. L: [I didn’t understand what your comment meant at first, until I went home and looked through it. It's very obviously the style of two people. "Human Chair", "Inhuman Love" and "People Traveling with Stickers" are written by one author, while "Guanzi" and "Good Heart" are written by another author. It is probably a coincidence that both writers are named Gu Lu, but the editorial department Can you be more serious about such a big bug? ]
Eating should be good and delicious: ["Guanzi" and "Human Chair" impressed me deeply. They are the most wonderful stories I have read at the story club this year. One gives a small comfort, and the other a huge one. Horrible, if these two articles were written by one person, I would chop my dick off live! ]
It is estimated that many readers have questioned it, so the Story Club official had to come forward to clarify.
[Deputy Editor Muzi’s reply: After verification by Editor Su Wei of the editorial department, there is no doubt that the author of "Human Chair", "Guanzi", "Good Heart" and "Inhuman Love" is one person. This story will be pennamed " There is only one writer named "Gu Lu". Writer Gu Lu has a changeable writing style and is very good at changing his writing style according to the story! ]
Be good at learning, and your writing skills will change accordingly. Gu Lu nodded happily, his preparations had not been in vain.
In addition, Gu Lu silently left a message under the user "Eating well and deliciously": Are you there? When will the live broadcast start?
It’s a pity that the comments are selected by the website, which means that all the comments displayed are arranged by the website administrator. It’s a pity that he hasn’t seen it yet...
"Bang bang bang—" A knock on the door interrupted Gu Lu's thoughts.
Gu Lu tensed up instantly. It was past ten o'clock in the evening. Who was knocking on the door in the middle of the night?
He walked to the kitchen, picked up a kitchen knife, and clicked on his phone to dial the 110 alarm dialing page. Gu Lu cautiously approached the door, "Who?"
I don't blame King Gulu either. So cautious, because his body is still growing, if two grown men really come...
Fortunately, the voice outside the door is very familiar, "It's me, open the door quickly."
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Hearing the sound, Gu Lu looked out through the peephole and saw that it was indeed Li Guyuan, who was lanky and wearing glasses.
After putting the kitchen knife back in the kitchen, Gu Lu opened the door. Li Guyuan was holding the bag in his left hand and his mobile phone in his right hand.
"What do you want to do here in the middle of the night?" Gu Lu opened the door and introduced the person into the room.
"There must be good news. I only found out when I got home from school today and checked my mailbox." Li Guyuan said excitedly, "Three of the manuscripts I submitted to "Youth Literature" have passed!"
"That is indeed good news worth sharing immediately." Gu Lu nodded.
"Dui Fa, I ran over as soon as I got the news. I couldn't wait to go to school tomorrow." Li Guyuan took out his mobile phone, logged into the email address of the mobile web version, and showed Gu Lu the reply from the editorial department.
But the review time of more than half a month... As expected, the story is still faster.
"Is there a possibility that you can share this matter by using QQ or calling me to tell me?" Gu Lu said.
"..." Li Guyuan's excited face froze visibly, but he quickly returned to normal, "Of course, such a good thing must be explained clearly in person, and then celebrated. Come on, I invite you to go Eat barbecue. "
The nightlife in Wudu is very prosperous, so you can find something to eat even if you go out at one or two in the morning, let alone ten o'clock in the evening.
But that's not the point. Gu Lu said, "It's so late now, and we have classes tomorrow."
"That's right." Li Guyuan thought for a while and felt that what he said made sense, but he was still very excited to talk.
For example, my comments on the success of my submission, or the three articles I have submitted, actually still have room for improvement.
Gu Lu mainly listens and does not express opinions until the critical moment.
What is the critical moment? "I said that the manuscript you wrote must be good, so what happened to you before? You thought you were not good because you didn't submit it?"
Stuck for a moment, Li Guyuan sneered, "What, it's getting late, I... By the way, what about you, Zhulu? Didn't you tell me before that you wanted to contribute to "Youth Digest", is it effective?"
Is this the legendary double red herring?
"It's somewhat effective. It's more efficient to send private emails to the editor. I responded yesterday," Gu Lu said. The editorial department of "Youth Digest" thought my article was pretty good, and when I finished it, they unexpectedly sent me an invitation to sign as a writer. I made an appointment to discuss terms tomorrow afternoon. "
"It's not just a small achievement, it's " "Youth Digest"! "Li Guyuan said, "So, Zhulu, you are a contracted writer for three magazines, and the gold content of these magazines...is worthy of being the twin star of the Eighth Middle School, wouldn't my gold content also increase?"
From being a Gemini star in Class 10 to being a Gemini star in Eighth Middle School?
"I did go up." Gu Lu nodded.
Originally, Gu Lu wanted to ask about "Shuren Monthly", but it was getting late, and Li Guyuan also packed his things and prepared to go home.
"Oh, yes, I almost forgot. Take this thing, my mother asked me to bring it to you." Li Guyuan put down the black plastic bag in his hand.
Baile Grocery Store also sells free-range eggs, so colorful plastic bags are always available. Small stores are no better than big supermarkets, and plastic bags are still free.
"What is it?" Gu Lu opened the bag. It contained bean sprouts, more commonly known as prunes.
"This is made by our family. Didn't you say it was delicious last time? My mother made some for you." Li Guyuan said.
I went to have a meal a few days ago. At that time, Li’s father cooked salty roasted white meat. The meat was glutinous and not greasy. What was even more delicious was the base dish. It was so delicious that Gu Lu ate two large portions of it. Bowl of rice.
"No need to give it away. You have to walk back after giving it away. It's scary that the aisle light in the stairwell is broken and not repaired." Li Guyuan said.
After Li Guyuan left, Gu Lu packed the bean sprouts into the refrigerator. Gu Lu's hometown is called "basic dish or bottom dish". Many people will pack the sprouts home when they go out to dinner because they are specially prepared for meals.
[The long skirt seems romantic in the wind: Brother, brother, brother, I will come to your place to play in two days.
Ju Chang: No problem, when you come, I will make you a specialty dish - salty roasted white. ]
Sister Gu Jiayu seems to be aware that Martian texts are not mainstream, and has recently changed her ID to a new one. But it doesn’t matter, the dark history and so on have been preserved by Dang Ge!
While chatting, my sister suddenly stopped replying. It was probably time to go to bed, and Gu Lu also started to wash up.
He thought a little wrong. Gu Jiayu was caught secretly playing with his mobile phone.
"The monthly exam scores have dropped by seven or eight places in grade, and I still play with my mobile phone every day." Gu's mother scolded her, and gave the correct reasoning, "If my grades have dropped, is it because I have fallen in love early?"
Gu's mother's thinking , it’s so straightforward, girls’ grades dropped because of falling in love, boys’ grades dropped because of playing games.
"What about falling in love," Gu Jiayu said immediately, "I'm chatting with my brother..."
Before he finished speaking, Gu Jiayu stopped abruptly, because according to the past, Gu's mother would definitely If she is told to learn less from Gu Lu, her academic performance will be poor.
But today Gu's mother was just silent for a moment, and then left a sentence, "Then you should go to bed early and play less mobile phones."
After saying this, Gu's mother left her room.
Gu Jiayu had a separate bedroom, but the room was not allowed to be locked. Gu Jiayu closed the door, lifted his feet off the ground, and jumped onto the bed. It bounced back twice because of the heavy weight.
She muttered, "Why didn't mom respond today? Could it be that she knew that her brother was admitted to No. 8 Middle School?"
"Dad should have told mom, after all, he is so unreliable. "It's been more than a month since school started, so I must know something about it." Gu Jiayu quickly put this matter behind her because she thought of another thing.
“Xiao Yang is so arrogant, he didn’t pass the Bashu exam, but my big brother was directly recommended to No. 8 middle school!”
Gu Jiayu slept happily today, and the little girl would be happy all night because of little things.
The next day, it rained continuously.
There were "landmines" buried under the stone bricks. Gu Lu saw several students running wildly in the rain without umbrellas.
It’s great to be young. Gu Lu himself was holding an umbrella. The breakfast stall on the roadside held up a huge red umbrella, but no matter how big it was, it couldn't accommodate everyone, so he didn't go in and compete with others for position.
The rain in the foggy city came quickly and urgently.
"Look, it's raining. Even God is stopping us from going to class. God is crying!" Zeng Jie said.
His roommate heard this and said: "When the sun comes out, you say it's the alarm clock hanging in the sky, and when it rains, it's God crying. It's not suitable for school even if it rains, right?"
"Secret The rain is like loose threads, listen to the sound of raindrops, does it sound like the school bell?" Zeng Jie added.
The metaphor is quite tricky, and the roommate couldn't help but say, "About the description of not wanting to go to school, you are simply a literary giant."
Literary giants also have to read early, Zeng Jie reluctantly ate three Baozi, who is a human being, started school with the mood of going to the grave.
In Teacher Gao's class, Gu Lu learned a shocking thing - the teaching progress of Qingbei class and experimental class was much higher than that of parallel class, 2+4 class and innovation class.
Many students are barely keeping up with the current teaching progress of the innovation class. It is hard to imagine what the faster Qingbei class will be like.
"If I have a chance, I'll ask Zhou Lin. Is it possible for people to complete all the courses for senior high school students in three semesters to the first semester of high school?" Gu Lu made up his mind.
Sometimes it feels like those who are good at studying are not the same species as ordinary people.
The bell rang, and Teacher Gao delayed the class for a while because there was another important thing to announce in class.
"The Fog City Federation of Literary and Art Circles held an essay contest for students, and I posted the essay title on the blackboard at the back," said Teacher Gao.
Teacher Gao also added in particular, "Gu Lu and Li Guyuan, you are both good at writing essays. Please register and try this year. This essay competition is quite formal. If you win, it will be included in your enrollment."
The activity of writing in the registration is really rare. Let’s take a look at the honors that can be written into one’s enrollment. The city’s top three honors can be written in, but the district’s (county’s) three top students can’t.
Gu Lu is going to take a look. If the type is suitable, he can sign up.
After the head teacher left the classroom, Li Guyuan, the representative of the Chinese class, followed him to the office.
Some students ran out of the classroom, while others stayed in front of the blackboard at the back of the classroom. After about two or three minutes, Tangyuan returned with the form.
“Let’s wait until I post that one and then take a look. Why are you in such a hurry?” Li Guyuan squeezed into the crowd and posted it.
[During the 5,000-year history of the Chinese nation, wine and wine culture have always occupied an important position. Wine is a special food that is material, but wine is also integrated into people’s spiritual life. in...]
An essay about wine culture. This topic is very common. Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea all have sufficient cultural heritage in China. Gu Lu looked at the bottom, [Requirements: ① Choose your own angle. , make up your own title; ② There is no restriction on the style, the style has obvious characteristics]
This title... then there is no problem, Gu Lu has an idea in his mind.
"诱辘, let's have a fun duel this time!" Li Guyuan suddenly said loudly.
The sudden words of the second grade student attracted the attention of most of the students. Li Guyuan was even more excited, "Our first confrontation with the literature twin stars of No. 8 Middle School begins now."
Brother, I beg you Please shut up, it's really embarrassing. Gu Lu's toes were almost digging into the soles of his shoes.
"How about it? Do you dare to join the competition? Let's see who has better results in this essay competition." Li Guyuan held his glasses, he was so excited that he almost dropped them.
"Promise, promise." Gu Lu said quickly to stop the crazy Tangyuan from having any more secondary school quotes coming out of his mouth.
"I will definitely go all out!" Li Guyuan was full of fighting spirit, and then said to other students, "You can also come and have a try with our twin stars. You are free to do whatever you want. Anyway, I and I are invincible."
"Don't. Farewell, just be invincible by yourself." Gu Lu quickly left the place of trouble.
As a result, the awesome Li Guyuan was "beaten" by his classmates, some had his head slapped on his head, some had his neck held, or some were killed for a thousand years...
Fellow Taoist will not die even if he is dead. Poor Taoist, Gu Lu thought silently.
“Master Zhulu, please tell me, what should I do if I feel sleepy while reading?” asked Qi Caiwei, my deskmate.
"Reading makes you sleepy?" Gu Lu thought, "Don't you like writing?"
"I like writing, and it has nothing to do with making me sleepy while reading, right?" Qi Caiwei said, "I just like writing and expressing."< br>
“What does this symptom look like specifically?” Gu Lu asked.
Qi Caiwei said, "It's not that I feel sleepy after reading one or two hundred words, but it's a work of about 100,000 words. When I read 50,000 words, I feel boring and start yawning again and again."
"It's boring? What work are you watching?" "Look at them all, Zhou Shuren, Lao She, Hemingway, etc. Just like "The Old Man and the Sea" which many people say is very exciting, I feel it is quite boring."
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A little confused. Qi Caiwei's reading comprehension ability is not bad, and there should be no situation where she cannot understand what the original text wants to express.
"What about the textbooks?" Gu Lu asked.
"There is a goal in reading the textbook. I read it with the goal in mind. Of course I won't feel sleepy." Qi Caiwei said.
A bit of strange thinking, the implication is that you can’t find the key points of the book when you read it yourself?
Gu Lu said, "Let me think about it for you and see if there is anything I can do."
"Thank you, the great god of the wheel!" Qi Caiwei made two postures of worshiping the god.
......
At lunch time, Gu Lu happened to bump into Zhou Lin at the door of the cafeteria.
“What a coincidence.” Gu Lu greeted.
"It's no coincidence that I waited for you here specially." Zhou Lin said.
That being said, it seems like something is going on. The two of them packed their meals and chatted while eating.
Zhou Lin informed Gu Lu of all the difficulties the club was currently facing.
“Model United Nations sounds very good, but empty talk will harm the country.” After listening to Zhou Lin’s introduction, Gu Lu’s first reaction was that he was a bit like a keyboard warrior. No matter how passionate he opened the microphone, he could not change it. A little reality.
"Yes." Zhou Lin did not refute. Gulu thought it was Jiuyin White Bone Claw again.
“But if you can become the Secretary-General of the Global Model United Nations, you can really speak at the United Nations and express the voice of our Chinese youth,” Zhou Lin said. “The Global Secretary-General of the Model United Nations has received more attention than the youth representatives of various countries in the United Nations. Be big.”
“This is a hellish level of difficulty,” Gu Lu said.
“Hell level is hell level. How will you know if you don’t try it.” Zhou Lin said, “First of all, the first step is to become the secretary-general of the domestic Model United Nations. I know a lot of information about the Model United Nations. To become the national Secretary-General of the Model United Nations, you must be admitted to three schools: China Foreign Affairs University, Northwestern Polytechnical University and Peking University. "
"The Model United Nations is a framework composed of these three schools in China," Zhou Lin said. "I will also work hard for these three schools in the college entrance examination. The goal can be set very far, but to achieve the goal, we still have to do it step by step."
Is it you who has a cheat, or do I have a cheat?
Gu Lu never thought that one day he would represent his country on the stage of the United Nations, similar to the characters and events that appeared on the news network, without any sense of reality.
Girl, you have a bright future! If you dare to think that you are still moving towards your goal, you will have surpassed at least 90% of the people.
Should I also set a small goal? Goldfinger currently has eight works, five of which are short story collections - mainly short stories. Has he become the best-selling short story writer in China?
Gu Lu thought to himself.
Whether it is the parallel world or the earth, there is no global short story writer in China. As a note, Mr. Lu Xun wrote essays and few short stories.
"Do you think my idea is a bit unrealistic?" Zhou Lin saw that the other party did not speak.
"No, it's just..." Gu Lu said in another way, "Such a lofty dream usually only exists in kindergarten or elementary school. After entering junior high school, as you know more and more things, you won't have it either. Such a lofty idea. When I listened to your explanation just now, I felt like I saw a pair of very beautiful wings that were not broken. "
"You deserve to win the first prize in the country. I am very happy to be praised." Zhou. Lin said.
"So you want me to talk to the principal?" Gu Lu asked, "I have met with principal Liu twice, but there is no guarantee of success."
"Of course not." Zhou Lin said, "It's none of your business, how can I trouble you like this."
"I would like to ask you to register your name in the Model United Nations. The more members of our Model United Nations who have won outstanding honors in the city, the easier it will be for your application to be successful." Zhou Lin said, "You are the best person I know in No. 8 Middle School. "
In response to the sudden compliment, Gu Lu took a bite of fried noodles and said modestly: "It's not that outstanding."
"No, even the best members are pretty good. , but compared with you, the gap is very big." Zhou Lin said, "Don't think that I don't know that you still have articles published in magazines." I told my old classmates that I still listened to Teacher Hu in the school library." Zhou Lin suddenly shouted.
It’s Teacher Hu again. Last time Lu Ping ran back to the classroom with two magazines and announced his identity to the whole class. This was also because he heard from Teacher Hu that co-author Director Hu usually did nothing. No, just stay in the school library?
"The main reason is that when I was serializing, I had already graduated from the third grade of junior high school." Gu Lu explained, "During the summer vacation, everyone shared in the group where they went to play, and I didn't want to be disappointed. Then when school started, there was no one. We are talking in the group.”
“You are definitely the most beautiful kid at the junior high school reunion this year.” Zhou Lin changed the subject, “You won’t come to the junior high school reunion, right? Even Teacher Li and we will. Invited. "
The squad leader Chen Na called two days ago to inform me. At that time, Gu Lu was focused on practicing calligraphy and helping the club write inscriptions, so he didn't mention it.
"I'll definitely come." Gu Lu said. After all, it was the first junior high school reunion.
"Is it enough for me to join the Model United Nations? Isn't it really necessary for me to apply to Principal Liu?" Gu Lu returned to the original topic.
Zhou Lin said, "We at the Model United Nations can pull off the tiger's skin, and [Gu Lu]'s reputation will be of great help."
"What's more, if we don't contribute at all, then joining the Model I didn’t get any training,” Zhou Lin continued, and then she took out the application form for the Model United Nations, “It’s really troublesome to go through the procedures.”
Gu Lu knew that his classmates could do it. With such a high score in the exam, this guy's execution ability to achieve his goals is really strong.
“I’ll give it to you tomorrow.” Gu Lu said.
After talking about serious matters, the two of them ate in peace. Today, the cafeteria is specializing in fried noodles, fried rice noodles, hot and sour noodles and small noodles.
During the meal, Gu Lu asked about the teaching progress and found that the teaching speed of Qingbei Class completely left them behind.
"You eat so little?" Gu Lu saw Zhou Lin holding the dinner plate and preparing to wash it.
Zhou Lin replied, "I have gained weight recently, so I need to control my diet."
"!!" The greedy girl wants to control her diet, and Gu Lu feels like he is green.
With adequate nutrition and exercise, Gu Lu is really growing, and his skin has become a lot whiter. It was a bit yellow before.
Lunch and dinner are served in the school cafeteria.
After returning home, Gu Lu called deputy editor Qu.
"Hello, are you the music editor of "Youth Digest"?" Gu Lu asked.
"Hello, Mr. Gu Lu, I have finally received this call after waiting for a day." Deputy Editor Qu said.
Malnutrition will delay the period of voice change. The students were in the first to third grade of junior high school, but Gu Lu didn’t start until he was in the first grade of high school. At this time, his voice sounded rough.
"The main reason is that I have a heavy workload, so I don't have time to talk to the phone during the day." Gu Lu said.
"Study is heavy? Is Teacher Gu Lu really a teacher?" Deputy Editor Qu asked.
"...I am the student being taught." Gu Lu sighed silently in his heart, and the familiar steps were about to begin again, "I am a freshman in high school this year."
Quiet.
The other end of the phone was silent for three or four seconds, and Gu Lu did not speak anymore, because he knew the person on the other end was thinking.
"Teacher Gu..., are you kidding me?" Deputy Editor Qu said, ""Yesterday's Park" and "Moon Stone" are too smooth. It must not be the first time to publish articles. They must have rich creative experience."
"Yeah, editor-in-chief, you are right. I have quite a lot of creative experience, including storytelling, youth literature and art, years of reasoning, and oh no, I recently reached a cooperation with Bike." Gu Lu explain.
Toilet literature, children's literature, mystery novels plus supernatural novels are indeed rich, but Deputy Editor Qu is a little hard to accept.
"Editor-in-chief Qu, you should be able to find the information by searching for 'reasoning + my pen name' online now." Gu Lu added.
"How could it happen? Of course I believe it. It's just that a hero comes from a boy. Too heroic and too young. I need some time to accept it." Deputy Editor Qu said this, but in fact he had already walked to his study room. I turned on the computer in standby and searched for [Gu Lu + reasoning] [Gu Lu + story meeting], and I did find a lot of information.
Since "Story Club" has been involved in the Internet very early, some of its content can also be found on the Internet.
What a genius, deputy editor-in-chief Qu truly sighed in his heart.
Gu Lu said, “The reason why we have to call to discuss is because students still have to put their studies first, so regarding the submission requirements, can we...”
Contracted writers have minimum submission requirements. , but considering that Gu Lu was a student, both "Youth Literature" and "Times Reasoning" made concessions. The former had no restrictions, while the latter only required one article per year, which was also very loose.
"It's true, is Mr. Xiao Gu studying in a key high school?" Deputy Editor Qu asked, "My child is in a key high school and has basically no free time."
"Because I won the first prize in the country for writing essays and was recommended, the school helped me to a certain extent." Gu Lu intuitively felt that this music editor was the most tactful he had ever encountered.
Okay, a truly talented writer, deputy editor-in-chief Qu stopped trying, "If this is the case, then the contract must be revised."
"Our "Youth Digest" is for Provide a platform for outstanding young people, and since Teacher Xiao Gu is so outstanding, we will definitely give in," Deputy Editor Qu added.
As the deputy editor of "Youth Digest", Lao Qu had the right to make a decision on this matter, but he still chose to discuss it with his old boss before making a decision.
The reason is also very simple. It’s okay to joke around. When it comes to work, you should let the leader make the decision, so you can’t make arbitrary decisions.
After hanging up the phone, Deputy Editor Qu's reply was to provide a reliable plan tomorrow, and Gu Lu didn't push it.
“I can’t afford to be hurt, I really can’t afford to be hurt…” The ringtone of a phone call rang.
This year’s Internet Divine Comedy, Gu Lu listened to a lot of Douyin Divine Comedy in his previous life, but now he suddenly feels that there is something interesting about the Divine Comedy of the 10s.
The caller is Xiao Xue, editor-in-chief of "Bike".
When the phone was connected, before Gu Lu could speak, Xiao Xue spoke first, "Teacher Xiao Gu, our newly revised version of "New Reading" is ready to be launched. Our magazine wants to do it this Saturday. A telephone interview.”
"Saturday? I have no problem." Gu Lu said, "But just remove the word "horror" and change it to "New Reading". Some people can't tell that it is a supernatural horror magazine."
"So it should be in Put the article on the cover, don't worry, Mr. Gu, we have prepared a publicity plan." Then Xiao Xue roughly talked about the magazine's publicity plan - the benchmark plan.
In the four major sections of the magazine [Misty] [Strange Powers and Gods] [Three Shocks in the Night] [Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio], a benchmark novel will be selected.
Benchmark novels are like the champions in the literary arena. As long as the new novel can beat the benchmark novel, you can get a generous bonus.
"Iron Pillar" and "Singing the Moon Song in the White Room" are the benchmarks of fog and strange power respectively. The magazine's move is to attract more good articles.
On the one hand, it is money, and on the other hand, it is fame.
In terms of money, if you win, you will get a bonus of 5,000 yuan, which is not a lot at all, and there will also be a bonus of 1,000 yuan for every win in the future, which is still a long-term income.
In terms of reputation, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. If you say you are the benchmark, you are the benchmark? Well written, I definitely want to replace it.
What a novel plan. Gu Lu couldn't tell whether it would be successful, but it would definitely attract the author, because once the work became a benchmark novel, the monthly income of one thousand yuan would be quite a lot.
"But, wouldn't this be too urgent?" Gu Lu had doubts about the plan on the other end of the phone.
"I'm not in a hurry at all. Dangduan kept getting upset. Although the deputy editor and editor-in-chief were a little confused, they were convinced by me." Xiao Xue from the editorial department of "Bike" responded.
You, the editor-in-chief, convinced the deputy editor and editor-in-chief? It was an exaggeration, but Gu Lu didn't say anything.
Two novels have become "benchmark novels" and earn 2,000 yuan a month, which is great.
Of course Gu Lu agrees.
Both things are blossoming inside and outside the school. Regarding the essay competition, Gu Lu wrote "Liquid Fire", an article that is said to be a perfect score for the college entrance examination.
In fact, it has nothing to do with the college entrance examination, but on the other hand, any popular article on the Internet will be titled as a college entrance examination full score composition.
He writes in a rustling manner. Gu Lu’s ability to appreciate modern poetry is limited, but this modern poem reads quite impressively.
[Drunk Liu Ling, maddened the Shixian, promoted Cao Mengde
Written the Hongmen Banquet, wetted the Qingming apricot rain, lost weight Begonia Li Yian
Jingyanggang Go up and help Wu Song kill the tiger with three punches
At the head of the building in Xunyang, he wrote poems on the Song River to rebel
You, you, how many heroes have been accomplished
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"The whole text does not mention the word "wine", but it does I wrote a lot about wine, so I think it would be no problem to win an award for my essay." Gu Lu thought to himself.
How did Li Guyuan write it?
Li Guyuan was very concerned about the duel between the twin stars, so he kept it strictly confidential from Gu Lu for the next two days.
In the past two days, it was late October unknowingly, and the No. 8 Middle School’s school anniversary was launched in a very high-profile manner.
Principal Liu is very capable. Not only did he invite reporters from "Wudu Daily" and "Mountain City Morning News", he also invited reporters from Wudu TV Station. The reporter from the TV station was a reporter from the news program "Tiantian 630" .
"Tiantian 630" can be said to be the highest-rated livelihood news program in the foggy city. It is no exaggeration to say that in Fog City it can compete with the popularity of Xinwen Network.
(End of this chapter)