Chapter 136 Vicious Words
[Teacher Xiao Gu, I told Editor Gao what you said yesterday, and the Editor said it was no problem. The application has been submitted, but you have to wait for the translation schedule. ]
There is good news before the decisive battle. According to the Han-Tibetan editor-in-chief, the Chinese translators of both magazines have a lot of autonomy. Whether they can be ranked depends entirely on luck and the quality of the articles.
Luck is ranked before quality... It feels so familiar, just like the website in my previous life that tried to sell copyrights for a dime! You fill in the information first and it depends on your luck, because the copyright department has too much autonomy.
What I gain is my life, but what I lose is fortunate. Whenever Gu Lu thinks like this, he is actually comforting himself and adjusting his expectations. He thanked the editor.
The next day, the students' fierce battle began. The No. 8 Middle School was very quiet that day -
The emotions of the students were undercurrent, and the teachers' eyes could see double images when correcting papers.
With the efforts of many parties, the midterm exam results are released, and the exam king is born!
Gu Lu’s performance in geography, politics, and history increased by about 7 points in each subject. Although the “tutor” contributed to this, his talent in liberal arts cannot be concealed.
When King Guru was complacent, there were also people who were "ignorant" and said all kinds of evil things.
"Why did mathematics regress instead of progressing? It shouldn't be."
"Chemistry just memorizes these formulas. Why are you still failing?"
"Physics is even worse. You should, as long as you answer all the scoring questions here, here and here, it will be too easy to pass."
The speaker was Qi Caiwei, a classmate who doubted life, and looked at Gu with a look like "Why are you so weak?" land.
What words!
"Isn't it progress from thirty to forty points? Doesn't it count as less progress?" Gu Lu argued with reason.
"There is no difference between a 10-point exam and a 59-point exam." Qi Caiwei declared cruelly, "Both are called failures."
Gu Lu said, "Fifty points are very close to the passing line. They all think that they can achieve it if they work harder. Thirty points is an unreachable gap. If you still work hard under such circumstances, you must be encouraged. Today’s society only looks at the results and has no respect for the process.”
"Don't talk nonsense, let me see what you do in the process," Qi Caiwei was not affected at all, "Just tell me directly, did you fail?"
High school students are no better than junior high school students, not at all Not being fooled, Gu Lu changed the subject, "What about you, have you made any progress in your composition?"
"Speaking of composition, I really want to thank the boss for his guidance," Qi Caiwei apologized sincerely, "I used some of the writing techniques that the boss told me this time, and my composition scores improved significantly. But..."
"But what?" Gu Lu asked.
"The previous book, Lu Xun's "New Stories", the one you wrote is a bit too vague." Qi Caiwei took out the book.
This is a historical novel written by Zhou Shuren. It illustrates some points through mythological stories such as the devil transforming Nuwa to mend the sky, generals forging swords, and Chang'e flying to the moon. Gu Lu deliberately wrote something vague on the title page [using mythology as a metaphor for the society at that time].
Gu Lu hopes to slowly make Qi Caiwei dare to read the article with her personal opinions...
"What I want is to be so vague, think about it carefully." Gu Lu said.
"What are you thinking! Can you just write it so I can read it?" Qi Caiwei is particularly used to being arranged. As Gu Lu inferred, she even feels a little insecure if she is not arranged.
"Reading is a very important aspect of expanding your three views. If you leave this step to others, have you ever thought about this kind of pressure?" Gu Lu's words were a bit serious, "Even if the other party is not under pressure, you If you don’t have any self-judgment, what if no one helps you with advice in the future?”
Gu Lu’s words were a bit reserved. He was referring to Qi Caiwei’s parents. The most fearful thing in life is the various powerful arrangements made by her parents in the first half of her life. , but after entering the society, he said, "In the future, you can only rely on your own efforts."
But at the moment, Qi Caiwei couldn't understand so many things. She thought her deskmate was troublesome. Thinking about it carefully, it was really troublesome. Qi Caiwei opened her mouth, not knowing whether she should apologize or what. "It's a simple talk, why are you talking so much! You are the only one who can do it." Gu Lu also came back to his senses and realized that what he just said was too strong, and he wanted to take it back.
In fact, being able to guide a little beauty in the direction of reading is secretly satisfying for Gu Lu's vanity.
But King Gulu hopes that his classmates will get better and better.
The two didn't speak again until school was over. Qi Caiwei didn't know whether she should apologize, and Gu Lu didn't know how to take back his words...
But in the class before school, he was called into the office. Gu Lu saw the grade ranking.
The behavior of No. 8 Middle School is very strange. It is clear that the atmosphere is filled with the atmosphere of competition of "everything is divided, the root of life is divided", but it does not post the grade rankings, and it is up to the head teachers of each class to choose to announce or not.
Actually, this is Gu Lu's ignorance. Last year, the education department in Wudu explicitly stipulated that competition among students should be reduced, so the face-saving project must be in place.
Getting back to the subject, Gu Lu saw Zhou Lin, the second in grade, who said she was not sure.
"So your grades have declined, do you mean you have dropped from first in grade to second in grade?" Gu Lu hated these top students the most.
Saturday.
If you don't sleep in, you are disrespecting your weekends.
But today the heroine was coming to play, so Gu Lu had no choice but to disrespect her and got up early to buy a lot of vegetables.
There was a knock on the door, and as soon as the door opened it was a familiar female voice, a bit high-pitched.
"Look, I am the Purple Claw Witch."
Gu Jiayu raised his hands, and the fingertips were dyed black and purple by an unknown liquid, which looked almost like poisoning.
"Are you using the fruit from that tree? It's black and has purple liquid when you crush it." Gu Lu was a little impressed, because even when he grew up, he would still pick it with his hands.
"When you practice the Xuantian Demonic Skill to a high level, your hands will become like this. I will be poisoned by nine heavens and ten earths, and I will die soon." Gu Jiayu acted, covering his chest with one hand, as if Looks like he's about to die soon.
"..." Okay, Gu Lu remembered that he had also been wearing sheets in the past, and pressed the TV remote control panel against his chest, pretending to be seriously injured by a sword.
"Then go and use Tianyi Shenshui to detoxify. The yellow bottle next to the sink is Tianyi Shenshui from Libai." Gu Lu said, "Go quickly, we are going to eat soon "
Hearing this, Gu Jiayu dragged his "seriously injured" body step by step to the kitchen.
"But did I use the name Tianyi Shenshui wrongly? This thing should be used to detoxify, right?" Gu Lu muttered, got up and went to the bedroom to get a courier that he had just picked up.
When Gu Jiayu came out of the kitchen, Gu Lu spoke.
"Don't say that I don't protect you. This is for you. You are the first to see it." Gu Lu opened the package and found a book inside. He handed it to Gu Jiayu.
"Little Prince? I'm not a child anymore. What kind of fairy tale book should I read... Gu Lu? Brother, have you published a book?!" Gu Jiayu said when he first looked at the book cover [Fairy Tales That Adults Should Also Read Story], the heroine still dismissed it, until she saw the author's name, she let out a long ape cry.
(End of this chapter)