Chapter 153 Science fiction short story attacks! (10,000 words)
"You still want to go to school? I won't even go to the classroom." When Fan Xiaotian heard Wang Junjie talk about how lawless he was in class, he suddenly interrupted.
“The teacher in our technical secondary school is very nervous and has to take roll call every day.” Wang Junjie explained, proving that he was not a coward.
"We don't want it yet, but so what? Just ask your classmates to help and shout." Fan Xiaotian said.
The good students talk about the club, the average students gossip about falling in love in high school, while the poor students regard being disobedient as a way to show off. Undoubtedly, Fan Xiaotian, who only went to the classroom a few times a week, became the most handsome boy in the room.
"You're awesome, you've made it out. Where have you been lately?" Chen Xue hugged Fan Xiaotian without hesitation.
"What does this mean? We didn't have a National Day holiday before, and we went on strike. By the way, there are a lot of beautiful girls in our school..."
Other students reacted to this kind of show off. There are two reactions, some are envious, after all, the academic performance and competitiveness of high school are greater than those of junior high school, and some are disgusting...
Let's see if you are still so proud after a few years of work. Some classmates secretly thought. With the differences in high school, the unity that was once there will no longer be there.
In the past, Xiaotian didn't dare to speak at all in front of unfamiliar people, but now he is a little bolder and dares to brag and stop drafting.
The moment Chen Xue hugged Xiaotian, the latter's face froze, and he was obviously shy. Gu Lu could see it clearly.
[The masterpiece of youth campus] [Let the novel stage shine into the city] [The author's only masterpiece]
"This is it?" Gu Lu thought. Please forgive him. The first thing that came to his mind was the youth pain literature "The Left Ear" and "In the Grass".
But I soon realized that it was completely impossible, and it could not be called the leader of the youth campus. Moreover, it would be an exaggeration to let the stage of the novel shine into the city. There are not many domestic novels that can achieve this.
The official built a bronze gate in Changbai Mountain, which can be regarded as the novel "Tomb Robbers Notes" being brought into reality. However, how can a youth campus novel have such a powerful appearance?
To sum up, it is very likely that it is a foreign novel, America or Neon...
Gu Lu's strong reading volume in his previous life played a role. Is it "Pumping Heart"? It is adapted from the novel by Wendelin DraAnnan, and the author seems to be only famous for this one work. After being made into a movie, did it meet the requirements of letting the stage of the novel shine into the city?
King Gulu's meditation was interrupted. Chen Xue, Wang Junjie, Fan Xiaotian and others spoke so loudly, it was similar to the voice of Lu Ping F4 at the beginning of school.
There were also those who spoke in a low voice——
“Is Model United Nations fun?” Zhao Juan asked Zhou Lin.
"It's fun. We played a game with Bashu some time ago and we won." Zhou Lin explained how the club prepared materials. Her expression was proud at first, and then her eyes flashed with dissatisfaction.
Because Gu Lu let her go. We promised to come and see him, but he didn't come.
"What about you? There should be a club in No. 3 Middle School." Zhou Lin asked.
138 and Bashu, the four best high schools in Fog City, must have official financial support and have these activities.
“I usually work as a volunteer, but I can’t keep up with math, so I don’t have time to participate in school club activities.” Zhao Juan said.
During Thursday club membership activities, she usually finds a place to answer questions. For science subjects, the question-sea tactic is still useful.
Zhou Lin was curious, "What kind of volunteers?"
"Volunteers for the Qingjiang Action are just picking up garbage along the river." Zhao Juan said.
“It’s quite meaningful.” Zhou Lin said.
Zhao Juan said, "But I feel that publicity should also keep up. Many people go to the river to play and have no awareness of taking away garbage."
"It makes sense. When I become the secretary-general of the Model United Nations in Fog City, I will come up with a question -" Zhou Lin said, "When cleaning up garbage in the Yangtze River, is prevention and publicity more important, or is clean-up work more important? No matter which side wins, they will get publicity. "
"Then you really have to work hard and let us relax," Zhao Juan said.
Dinner was not arranged for the first class reunion of Class 5. Originally, Gu Lu planned to treat the classmates to dinner.
Based on the current consumption level in the foggy city, four hundred yuan per table is quite good. With more than 20 people, three tables is enough.
A thousand dollars is enough for the current King Gulu, and after making money, he can also show off a little...
But the words never came out of his mouth, because Gu Lu knew that if he wanted to have a second party, it was best not to do this.
As a result, there were fewer and fewer students in the park, and they left one by one to go home. At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yudong also had to leave.
Zhang Yudong first took a group photo with Gu Lu alone, and then said, "Come on, let's take a group photo of our park alliance."
The alliance is one person short of completing the group photo!
The sunset reflects the sky, and there are more elderly people in Dukou Park. In "Yesterday's Park", Gu Lu changed the park inside to Tianchen Park, but the description of the park in the novel subconsciously refers to Dukou Park. As a template, this is not intentional.
In addition, there are also place names such as Suokouqiu, Cuiyuan, and Ganghua that appear in short stories. I wonder if the Dukou District will become a literary check-in point in a few years...
Gu Lu and Chen Na was the last one to leave the park. The former wanted to stay a little longer and watch her former classmates leave one by one. The latter was the organizer, not only seeing off the classmates but also ensuring their safety.
[Bibab Chewing Gum (Chen Na): Say it when you get home. Say it when you get home.
Mei Zhijianxia (Wang Han): Here we are.
Tick Tock’s mind is full of books (Xie Fangqi): Haha, I feel like Sister Nana is still our monitor.
Qiaocheng Xiaoxue (Chen Xue): We were in the car. I mentioned that I wanted to ask Gu Lu for his autograph, but I forgot.
……]
Chen Na kept looking at her phone, and her classmates also changed their QQ names frequently. Some even changed their avatars and names more often than they changed their clothes.
For some reason, Gu Lu and Chen Xue didn't communicate much, but they were very impressed. He has no parents at home and has a bad temper. He has the childishness of a student but is very realistic. He often thinks about money.
If I remember correctly, Chen Xue had no intention of going to the third grade graduation banquet. Zhang Yudong directly helped pay the fee, so she went.
Why is it so impressive? Maybe it's because Chen Xue is in the middle between sensible and ignorant.
On Chen Xue’s birthday, I heard her grandma say that if anything happened at home, Chen Xue would be the one to take the lead. She knew her grandma was working hard, so she was filial. This was sensible.
But he didn’t study hard and didn’t even pass the high school entrance exam. This is another sign of ignorance.
That’s why people are anxious. Gu Lu thought.
“There are a little few students coming, but obviously many people have agreed to come.” Chen Na said.
"It's already very good. Organizing a class reunion can't get any benefits, and it takes a lot of effort." Gu Lu said.
"The teacher also said that I have strong organizational skills, which is also a kind of exercise." Chen Na smiled and asked, "Is there anything that can be improved in this party?"
Huh? Why did he suddenly ask for advice? Seeing Chen Na's serious face, Gu Lu also stopped smiling.
After some thought, he said, "Overall, it's very good, but we can identify an emergency contact person."
"It's too confusing to contact ten or twenty people, and I might as well pick up someone. "It's too late to answer the phone." Gu Lu said, "So you can find a classmate who arrived early as an emergency contact, so that if you can't be contacted, you can find someone else."
"It makes sense." Chen Na nodded to indicate that she had learned.
"Have you joined the student union in high school?"
"No, the student union in high school is too - too childish, so I want to wait until I go to college."
Two While people were chatting, Chen Na sent Gu Lu to the station...
It is seventeen kilometers from Cuiyuan Station to Jiafuyuan, and more than three thousand kilometers from Wudu to Bingcheng, which is as far away as Bingcheng Besides, there is also something related to Gu Lu.
"Dad, why don't you help me publish a collection of short stories? Obviously all my articles have reached the publication level." Wang Ban was not convinced.
His parents are the vice-presidents of New Youth Publishing House, but it is difficult for him to even publish a book. Does that make sense?
“Your works are indeed of publication quality,” President Wang asked, “Then why did you publish a collection of short stories?”
This question means that the purpose of publishing a collection of short stories must be Publish a book! Wang looked at his father half-comprehensively.
“Our family is not short of these three melons and two dates, so there is no need for you to publish books to make money.” President Wang said, “Then publishing a collection of short stories is, firstly, to summarize my own writing, and secondly, to reflect on my own writing. A summary of very satisfying short stories, which one do you belong to? ”
"Uh..." Wang Ban was speechless for a moment. He couldn't say that he had just graduated from college and wanted to publish a book to show off, right?
“If you don’t even know why, it’s just creating new physical garbage.” President Wang said.
I pondered for a few minutes, but could not find a reason to refute. Wang Ban said, "I think I'm quite satisfied with the short stories I selected."
"Is that so?" President Wang held up "Yesterday's Park" in his hand and said, "This is written by Gu Lu The first draft of the short story collection, Gu Lu, do you know?"
"I don't know" Wang Ban shook his head.
President Wang reminded, "That Gu Lu from "The Little Prince.""
"Oh, I know, it's a fairy tale novel that was highly promoted some time ago. I also read it. It's pretty good." Wang Ban He came to his senses immediately.
Books are more famous than people.
"He is only sixteen years old and a freshman in high school. If your collection of works can surpass his collection of short stories, I will publish a book for you. How about it?" President Wang dug a hole.
In terms of the brilliance of these twelve stories, President Wang believes that they can be ranked in the top five short story collections published in China in the past five years.
Are you so kind? No one knows his father better than his son. Wang Banke knew that his father was born in the year of Lotus Root. It was all about his own mind.
Wang Ban asked, "This park yesterday was really written by Gu Lu alone? Let alone a selection with other authors."
"What are you thinking, this is Gu Lu A collection of short stories, you’re a father?” President Wang said, “How about it, do you want to try it?”
Twenty-five-year-old Wang Ban has his own job and writes part-time. Part-time job, he has been immersed in this profession for thirteen years.
Besides, his family is well-educated, and his grandfather is also a big boss in the publishing industry. Would Wang be afraid of a high school student?
"You're not afraid, right? Gu Lu is a talented writer..." President Wang said as he should.
"What are you talking about! What are you talking about!" Wang Ban said immediately, "Bet! Why not bet? I'm just worried that Wen Wu will be the best. I obviously write better than him, but you just don't admit it. What should I do?"
"How about letting your Aunt Zhang make the review?" President Wang said, "Is this fair?"
Aunt Zhang, also known as Zhang Kangkang, is a famous writer in Northeast China. He has many well-known works, the most famous of which is Zhang Kangkang. His famous work is "City Logo", which has been selected as a primary school text and has a high status in the literary world.
"That's no problem." Wang Ban nodded and agreed, "Then send my short story collection to Aunt Zhang."
"You'd better take a look at it yourself first." President Wang handed Wang Ban the first draft of "Yesterday's Park".
Then Wang Ban just took a look, but Wang Ban looked very confident and took the book to other rooms.
Wang Ban’s confidence is not in vain. The main reason is that he has read "The Little Prince", which he said is a fairy tale, more like a philosophy book, and a low-end version of "Thus Spoke Zarathustra".
Zarathuli "I" went to the Happy Island to make sharp and severe criticisms of sympathizers, preachers, moral people, scholars, prophets and others.
Just like the little prince passing through various planets, meeting various people, and "criticizing" them, it's just that the little prince judges but does not criticize.
"Just watch it in the living room, and don't take pictures with your phone." President Wang said.
"Of course, dad, do you think I'm a fool?" Wang Ban said immediately, he would not cheat his dad.
Write a short story based on the style of "The Little Prince"? Wang Ban believes that his winning rate is 100%. He looks at the first article, Huahua Rice.
“What does the name Huahua Rice mean?” Wang Ban read and realized that it was a “delicious meal” made of sand and flowers for children to play house.
This is where the name Huahua Rice comes from.
I discovered that my younger sister, who was in primary school, could suddenly write very complicated words. After asking about it, I found out that my younger sister Gu Lu seemed to have awakened the memory of her past life.
In my previous life, my sister was an office worker who lived to be in her thirties...
Unable to resist my sister’s pleading, I led my sister to the small town to look for my sister’s family in her “previous life”.
Gu Lu handed over the flower rice that his "previous life" liked to make from his brother to his father in his "previous life".
"Huh? Why is the narrative style completely different from "The Little Prince"?" Wang half-aware that something was wrong.
The father in his previous life was devastated after losing his beloved daughter. Because he happened to be eating and drinking when her daughter died, his guilt made him unable to eat anything at all. He only drank milk, juice and other things to stay alive.
Why maintain life? Because he wanted to visit his daughter's grave.
My father in the current life received the Huahua Rice handed over by "I", and the old man recognized it at a glance.
[...As he said that, the old man took the chopsticks in his hand and repeatedly made the action of picking up food. "Bata, bah, ah, it's so delicious." The old man twisted his neck. He was so skilled in pretending to eat food and his acting skills were so superb that it was absolutely the same as eating real food. ]
The old man was too guilty to eat any real food, but he devoured the flower rice cooked by his daughter.
Wang Ban was extremely touched in his heart. This "Huahua Rice" did not have any twists and turns, but it was full of emotions, especially the subsequent content.
The follow-up content is what really made Wang Ban’s heart change from being touched to being heartbroken. Now that Gu Lu is no longer the person she was in her previous life, she has a brother and relatives in this life. What should she do?
"...What a heartbreaking story." Wang finished reading halfway and did not continue reading. The emotion of this story took him more than ten seconds to calm down.
"The past life and the present life can be said to be a poorly written story, but the subsequent development really makes this novel reach the level of elegance. It is wonderful!" Wang Ban has been soaking in books since he was a child, appreciating them. The ability is still there.
“No!” Wang Ban woke up suddenly. At this level, he is worse than a chicken?
The old thief is insidious! Wang Ban suddenly looked at his father, who was slowly drinking tea in the study, and quickly walked into the study.
"Don't worry, maybe it's just the first story that's extraordinary?" President Wang spoke first, "Let's talk about it after reading it. I am your father, can I still harm you?"
Obviously President Wang It was expected. When he first saw the story of "Flower Rice", he also liked it very much, and decided that Gu Lu was definitely the one who thrived on writing.
A guilty father is vividly described in just a few words.
Just looking for the creativity of the past life, "Huahua Rice" is rated six points, and the subsequent reaction of my brother "my" makes the article nine points. Supplement, full score is ten points.
Therefore, President Wang arranged the layout and deliberately put "Huahua Rice" first, and then "Yesterday's Park" as the finale.
The sorting of short story collections is really a science.
“…” OK! Wang Ban returned to the living room and continued reading.
"The Bus Driver Who Wanted to Be God", "Iron Pillars", "Shoes" and "Owl Man" are written one by one until the end.
"Hehehehe." Wang Ban grinned.
Look how happy he is smiling.
This is worse than chicken feathers, Wang Banzhen laughed. Based on this short story collection, 99% of the short stories cannot meet the publication requirements.
Wang Ban rushed to the study and saw that no one was in the study. His father had gone out.
[Your mother and I went out to eat. I saw you were reading too seriously, so I won’t disturb you. There are still leftovers at home, so I make do with them. In addition, after reading "Yesterday's Park", put it in the study room and don't damage it. ]
Taking out his cell phone and preparing to make a call, Wang Ban saw the text message sent by Lao Wang.
"..." Wang was silent for a few seconds before starting to cook instant noodles.
While eating, Wang Ban thought, "But dad really dug out an unusual collection of short stories."
"The only question is, is Gu Lu two people? A student group?" Wang Ban thought, just like the Quinn brothers, the two of them co-created, because from the collection just now, it was obvious that they had two styles of writing.
Wang Ban searched the Internet and found clues. It was news from Wudu Hualong.com.
The icon is "Into the mysterious student writer Gu Lu——". The interview content comes from reporter Wang who is very familiar with Gu Lu.
It tells why Gu Lu writes about such a broad range of subjects.
[Gu Lu wrote a short story called "Inhuman Love", and his inspiration came from the puppets in "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio".
The earth puppet tells a love story in which love moves the heavens and the earth, and the favor of the underworld leads to the deceased husband possessing the earth puppet.
In Inhuman Love, it is also a man's love for a puppet, but it is more real. In the story, the puppet is a dead thing and cannot be resurrected. This kind of fetish plot will not be recognized after all, so the ending is that the protagonist and the puppet die in love. And die.
Gu Lu has read a lot of books, and he has strong divergent thinking. Because of this, stories of various themes can appear.
At the same time, he is also very imitative, which makes his writing style also changeable...]
In his life, Wang Ban is the first to hear that his writing style can change at any time.
He went to a storytelling session and read "Inhuman Love", which was completely different from the two writing styles in the short story collection.
I don’t feel the writing style of “Liao Zhai”, but the story does have a ghostly spirit of “Liao Zhai”.
“To say that he is good at imitation, it is better to say that Gu Lu chose the most suitable writing style based on the type of story.”
After learning this conclusion, Wang Ban only had one number in his heart - 6!
Going home from Cuiyuan in Dukou District requires two bus transfers, costing a total of six yuan in fares.
Gu Lu took the bus and did not go directly to the bus stop downstairs. Instead, he got off the bus several stops ago to pick up the birthday cake he had ordered in advance. "Hello boss, is the cake I ordered yesterday ready?"
"The receipt is here."
We picked up the Jin Yuanbao cake from the store, and Gu Lu ordered a 10-inch cake, so that he could just finish it without wasting it.
Getting on the tricycle, Gu Lu went to Baile Grocery Store.
"Dirty, dirty, dirty——" The three-wheeled engine made a loud sound, and the roar of the engine always gave a sense of exhaustion.
Gu Lu was not tired at all from running around today.
“It’s not as good as I imagined, and it’s not as bad as I imagined.” Gu Lu commented on this class reunion.
Even if the synthesis list is not triggered, there is no loss, let alone if it is triggered.
“What I triggered in the grocery store was the item sequence, and what is triggered now is the line sequence.” The trigger point was when the students were discussing interesting things in school. They talked too much and I don’t know what words triggered it. .
So it is impossible to determine whether it is "Pumping Heartbeat" based on the content.
“Wait, grocery store—grocery store.” Gu Lu looked at the three keywords in front of him [Amazon’s best-selling book in 2017] [Central Public Literary Award] [Atypical masterpiece], the more he thought about it The more I feel that I am right.
“Could it be that these three labels are “Jieyou Grocery Store”? This book seems to have been written in 16 or 17 years.” Gu Lu analyzed, “Keigo Higashino writes reasoning, so this book It’s an atypical masterpiece, there’s nothing wrong with me!”
"So why did I trigger it? Li Guyuan shared half of the grocery store with me? So there is?" Gu Lu thought about it and felt that the possibility was not high. "Then there is only one other possibility left. Is there a promise in the book? Something like bragging?"
"What I got was bragging and promises?" Gu Lu couldn't remember the content of the book. He probably only remembered a shop that traveled through time and space.
Even if he was not 100% sure, Gu Lu would still give it a try.
"If there is a hole in a person's heart, good things will leak out from the hole." This is the only golden line from "Jieyou Grocery Store" that Gu Lu remembers.
Don’t ask, just ask when I was signing.
How can we guide people to say this?
While thinking, Baile Grocery Store arrived.
If you are not a "10th birthday", you usually don't have any special events. Just like today, I didn't invite other relatives. In order to ensure that the store doesn't close, I even had the birthday banquet in the store.
"Xiao Gu is here? Come in quickly."
"Come here, why do you want to buy a birthday cake? He is such a big man, what kind of cake should he eat?"
"Li Guyuan! Come out quickly! Gu Lu is here."
......
Today is Li's father's birthday. I really cooked a lot of good food, plus Gu Lu's cake, it's too much to eat. Couldn't finish it at all.
A day of satisfaction.
"诱辘, the recent club affairs may have to be temporarily stopped." Li Guyuan was relatively silent as he sent Gu Lu home.
"January 25th is the final exam. My mother gave me a strict order. The final exam must be better than the midterm exam, otherwise my pocket money will be deducted." Li Guyuan said.
New Year's Eve for 2012 is February 9th next year, so the final exam will be slightly earlier than usual.
"Yes, we must put learning first," Gu Lu nodded, "Speaking of which, I never knew about glutinous rice balls. What kind of competition are you doing?"
"..." Li Guyuan was speechless. , "Biology Olympiad."
"Biological Olympiad?" Gu Lu guessed that he really didn't know there were competitions in biology.
"Why is it a question? Mathematics, physics, chemistry, and biology are the four major mainstream competitions!" Li Guyuan said.
"Oh oh oh!" Gu Lu said after hearing this, "Then you are really working hard. You have to join the club, write and submit articles, and improve your grades. In the end, you can't fall behind in the biology competition."
Feeling Li Guyuan is busier than him.
"Yes, I feel like I don't have enough time, so I can only stop writing temporarily. I have to do biology and review during the vacation." Li Guyuan said, "I really envy you."
"Are you envious that I don't have to compete?" Gu Lu asked.
"I envy you for having such a reliable friend like me." Li Guyuan took out two notebooks, "The red notebook is a phased achievement of the publication club. You can take it back and look at it."
"The blue notebook It’s the final difficult part of politics, history, and geography, and it’s easy to make mistakes. Although it’s definitely not as good as the teacher’s, it’s definitely helpful,” Li Guyuan said.
"Thank you, I will study hard and live up to the reputation of Gemini." Gu Lu said with a smile.
The two of them arrived at the intersection as they talked. Li Guyuan stopped and Gu Lu took a tricycle to go home.
“So many small advertisements?” Gu Lu took away the flyer stuffed on the door handle.
I don’t know if it’s true or a rumor. Anyway, Gu Lu saw a saying that many thieves distributed flyers to judge how long it had been since no one came home.
Ordinary people may throw away the flyers when they see them. If there are too many flyers on the door handle, it means that it has been unoccupied for a long time.
After returning home, Gu Lu's originally straight back suddenly became hunched over, and his neat steps became sloppy from the moment he stepped into the threshold.
After taking a shower first, Gu Lu sat in front of the computer.
Before he started stamping words, he always liked to do something. Anyway, as long as he didn't code, everything was fun. Currently, Gu Lu was looking at Li Guyuan's two notebooks.
Opening the blue notebook, he was stunned, wow! Tang Yuan’s handwriting is really messy, but fortunately it’s within the legible range.
[The meaning of patriarchal system: using the closeness of patrilineal blood relations to maintain political hierarchy.
Remarks: Don’t miss the paternal line. Blood relationship is the wrong answer.
Characteristics of the patriarchal system: the eldest son inheritance system is the opposite of the large and small clans.
Remarks: Don’t worry about what big or small sects are, they are all relative anyway, remember relative.
The influence of patriarchal system: It had a significant impact on the traditional social structure of China.
……]
The first page is densely packed with words, with blue and black gel pens used to distinguish questions and answers.
Gu Lu realized that Li Guyuan made notes from the perspective of students' possible mistakes. To be more precise, it was a "mistake prevention collection".
“You’re taking it too seriously.” Gu Lu flipped through the pages quickly. To be honest, he might only fill up such a notebook in one semester.
"You really treat me as a friend..." To be honest, if it was Gu Lu, there would be no problem in borrowing money to buy exercises, but he would have to help copy them... Goodbye.
No wonder the handwriting is illegible, because Li Guyuan doesn't have enough time.
Not being able to live up to Tang Yuan’s good intentions, Gu Lu made up his mind, “In the final exam, I must do better in geography, politics, and history than in the midterm exam.”
Gu Lu closed the blue Take notes and prepare to read them in class. Looking at the red one, there are not so many writings.
[One, three, eight, twenty-nine...
Among Wudu High School, the only school with its own school magazine is Bashu Middle School, so the advantage lies with us!
We have initially reached a cooperation with Yizhong Literary Society. The main thing is that the fox pretends to be a tiger (you are a tiger). As long as our "Eight Kinds" is published, the Yizhong Literary Society will help promote it and call on students to submit manuscripts. In exchange for one Review quota authority.
The No. 3 Middle School has reached half of the goal. At present, it only agrees to use "Eight Kinds" for free after publication to help promote it. It does not agree with the submission of the students from the No. 3 Middle School. The reason is that the instructor does not allow it? (Doubtful, I suspect they want to create a new school magazine)
......]
In one month, Li Guyuan has contacted seven high schools. Those who have literary clubs are looking for literary clubs. , if there is no literary club, find the administrator of the school library.
"Does Tang Yuan know the cloning technique? Isn't this too efficient?" Gu Lu sighed.
Anyway, if it were Gu Lu, he would definitely not be able to do it.
Excellent!
Turn to the end, Gu Lu saw——
[Regarding the number of reviewers, I want to form a cross-school "editorial council" led by the editor-in-chief. There will be about ten seats in the council every year. Choose once.
In this way, even if you and I graduate and there are no more classmates in our publication club who can support us, schools with conference quotas will still support our "Eight Kinds".
At the same time, what we have to do is to let "Eight Kinds" take the title of the first school magazine in Fog City. In this way, the reputation will attract ordinary students, and the parliament will allow good schools to support it. With a double moat, we " Eight kinds of "can achieve sustainable development!"
This is just an idea of mine, we will discuss the specific situation later. ]
"..." Gu Lu felt that Tangyuan should be the editor-in-chief, considering that he would graduate in the future.
Gu Lu has never thought about publishing some of his works in the school magazine. This is a very stupid act. The key is that even one or two articles cannot support the school magazine. Not all stories are as powerful as Jin Yong's martial arts novels. story.
Moreover, there were no other entertainment activities in the era when martial arts novels were popular. Now in 2012, games, mobile chat, and online games are all booming.
It is completely unfeasible, but the double moat proposed by Li Guyuan is extremely feasible.
For example, every time there is an exam, every school or even every grade will have a perfect score essay. The vast majority of essays with perfect scores do not meet the standards of regular magazines, but if they can be published in school, students will definitely be very happy!
Gu Lu finished reading the red notebook. Although the format of the progress report was very amateurish, looking at the step-by-step progress, he could see that Li Guyuan was really running a club.
I feel like given Tangyuan for another three months, most high schools can win.
"It makes my blood boil. Today I will write ten thousand words!"
Gu Lu buried his head and began to fight with the keyboard. He was not just talking casually like Cat Sanfu.
Working hard for four hours (he must have rested in the middle), Gu Lu wrote 10,000 words. Including the previous accumulation, there are also four science fiction short stories.
"Feeding Humanity" "Feeding God" "Bring Her Eyes" "Full Band Blocking Interference"
"It's time to submit!" Gu Lu stood up and twisted left and right.
I found Deputy Editor Li from Story Club and said, "Well, I don't know the editors of "Science Fiction World" and they don't usually play with us. ]
“!!”
Gu Lu was surprised, as if he saw the sun rising from the bed, and there was an editor Li didn’t recognize?
It doesn’t matter, Gu Lu quickly found the magazine’s general submission email address on the Internet.
Since adding Li’s Penguin account, I have never used ordinary channels to submit articles.
However, Gu Lu believed in Liu Cixin's science fiction, and he was not in a hurry for money at the moment, so he could afford to wait for the review period.
[Teacher Xiao Gu, can you give me an autograph for "The Little Prince"? I'm sending the book to you because my relatives especially like it. Sorry for the trouble. ] After a while, Lao Li sent a message. From the text, I could feel that Lao Li was quite embarrassed.
In fact, Lao Li was really embarrassed. He had originally planned to ask Gu Lu for an autograph today and tomorrow. With their relationship, it would be easy.
But before he could say anything, Gu Lu came to help. The key was that he couldn't help.
Lao Li saw three messages from the other party: [Huh? ][Picture][I sent a signed copy of "The Little Prince" two weeks ago. It's the address in the picture. Editor Li, didn't you receive it? ]
The content of the picture is the courier information. Gu Lu filled in the front desk of the story meeting, but the mobile phone number and name were written by Editor Li. Logically, he should be notified, and the courier information here shows that it has been received.
“Huh?” Lao Li thought carefully and realized that the front desk had called him a few days ago.
But because I was too busy reviewing manuscripts, I forgot about it.
Well, what worries Lao Li even more is that Gu Lu actually sent him a book.
I am very happy, there is a kind of happiness in being remembered. Lao Li's hand holding the mouse felt like it was beating.
Lao Li immediately said that he would visit the company tomorrow.
[Okay, if not, tell me. I'll call the courier company outside to ask. Things can't be lost. ] Gu Lu responded.
The first book he published was sent to everyone who helped him, including Teacher Li and Fat Boss.
Lao Li was his first editor.
Even if the manuscript can be published, the quality of the short story is good enough, but it was still in an emergency, and Gu Lu would definitely be grateful for the first bite of rice he gave me.
Chatted with Lao Li for a while. Finally, Gu Lu submitted the manuscript to Science Fiction World, then turned off the computer and climbed into bed.
"What should I do if "Science Fiction World" also asks me to sign a resident author contract?" Gu Lu thought before going to bed.
"Liu Cixin's novels are so wonderful! I'm not a devil, I just happened to choose "Bring Her Eyes". I didn't mean to kill anyone." Gu Lu fell asleep in a daze.
The next day, Sunday.
Gu Lu thinks this arrangement is the most unreasonable since he has to study in the evening on Sunday.
The atmosphere in the classroom is a little different today.
It seems to be mixed with the smell of gunpowder.
Gu Lu entered the classroom secretly, and then silently asked Tian Xiao, "What's the enemy situation?"
"In the basketball game on Sunday, our No. 8 Middle School lost again. This time If we lose to Bashu, we may lose 29 points if we lose again, but in the end we don’t have to lose,” Tian Xiao said.
The strongest basketball players in Wudu High School are Qiujing School (if not a joke, just call it Qiujing) and No. 8 Middle School. To put it simply, they are Hainan and Xiangyang, and No. 8 Middle School is Xiangbei.
And Bashu is Buri, who can easily kill in seconds, but he lost this time.
"Then Zeng Jie added fuel to the fire and got into an argument with Lu Ping. If it hadn't been for the squad leader's persuasion, there might have been a fight," Tian Xiao said.
No wonder!
It seemed that he was the only member of the basketball club in the class, so Gu Lu walked to the side and said, "Brother Flathead, don't be angry, masters always make mistakes."
"It's not a mistake. Ah, they didn't take it seriously and thought Bashu was a noob, so they fought randomly and lost." Lu Ping said, "It doesn't matter if we don't win, I won't be angry, but if we win, it's just because of my teammates. I can’t accept the problem of losing.”
This is a lie. In fact, Lu Ping would be even more angry if he couldn't even defeat Bashu.
"It will be good if you win it back next time." Gu Lu comforted dryly.
"It's very difficult." Lu Ping said, "Actually, the more important reason why I am so angry is that the instructors and the main players of the basketball club don't care at all if they lose. They only discuss the exam after the game. The instructor also said, don’t worry about it, just focus on the final exam.”
Why did Gu Lu think the instructor was right? Then the second reaction is that Lu Ping trains very hard and is basically the most serious among all the members.
“Brother Pingtou, do you think the football game or the final exam is more important?” Gu Lu asked.
"..." Lu Ping looked up at Gu Lu. He didn't expect that the other party would ask this question. Thanks to the good relationship between the two, he suppressed his anger.
Lu Ping explained, "It's not what is more important, but the time and effort spent. Should we take it seriously? Just like if I practice track and field and become an athletic student in the future, I will train hard."
"Playing games is to test your results. It is similar to a final exam. What is the difference between not taking it seriously and writing casually in the exam room?" Lu Ping also severely criticized his teammates.
It makes sense, it really makes sense. Gu Lu originally planned to talk about the cliché that the key to students is study, and clubs are just entertainment activities.
Now Gu Lu was convinced, "I really don't seem to be standing in Lu Ping's perspective, and it doesn't hurt to talk while standing."
After criticizing himself in his heart, Gu Lu apologized, "I'm sorry, I just overwrote your thoughts with my own thinking, and I wanted you to accept my thoughts."
"Uh--" So formal Lu Ping was not used to apologizing, so he immediately said, "No, no, you are not me, and you certainly don't know how much effort I have put in..."
When Lu Ping said this, he seemed to understand something, He raised his head and said, "Wait a minute, Brother Zhulu, I'll go out for a while, I have something to do."
After saying that, Lu Ping left the classroom.
Not long after Lu Ping left the classroom, today's broadcast actually rang. It was from Time Radio.
"Hello everyone, this is Time Radio. We have added a time slot to our broadcast time. When self-study begins on Sunday night, we will also play a short segment for you."
The voice of Zhang Liwan is on the radio, which is very pleasant to the ears. .
However, they were all about trivial matters. The only thing that caught the attention of the students was the ending——
“Finally, I will report to you a major campus event in No. 8 Middle School! We have students in No. 8 Middle School. I created my own campus wall, and any No. 8 Middle School student can contribute on it.”
At the end, Zhang Liwan read the penguin number for the No. 8 Middle School wall three times.
Gu Lu looked at Lu Yi, the campus wall had begun!
The first message from the campus wall is——
[Bazhong Wall: How to report the class teacher? Our class teacher, the parents think she is very good (she puts on a show in front of the parents, prefers boys over girls in private, and says girls are losers)
And she especially hates poor students (other teachers definitely don’t like poor students either, but she is particularly serious) ) I punished a student corporally just yesterday, and I didn’t allow the rest of the class to talk nonsense.
How to change the head teacher in this situation? ]
(End of this chapter)