Chapter 161 The Envy of President Wang
I wrote a draft of the preface, typed it out on the keyboard when I got home, and sent it to President Wang of New Youth Publishing House.
When it comes to President Wang, it is not necessary that his child Wang Ban is better than Gu Lu. His IQ is normal.
I just don’t want Wang Ban to look down on “writers”. He can’t call himself a writer just by putting together a bunch of short stories that he has written and then publishing a book.
"Li Riyao, the head teacher of No. 37 Middle School. And the unknown fat boss, how lucky he is!" President Wang thought after reading the complete preface.
The sales of magazines such as Story Club, Modern and Ancient Legends, Readers, and Sprout mean that the general public has a strong demand for interesting stories, and the storytelling of the short story collection "Yesterday's Park" is the best in the past ten years.
“The Little Prince has more than 300,000 copies. Fairy tales always have limits.” President Wang plans to first print 150,000 copies. This collection of short stories will become a landmark work of domestic short stories.
The collection of short stories is about a fertile field that has not yet been cultivated. To harvest food, you must use a good hoe.
President Wang seems that as long as there are no more cross-generational entertainment tools such as television and computers, the author name "Gu Lu" can be built into a brand.
If you put it all together, it becomes clear what President Wang is envious of. It appears in Gu Lu’s preface. It is not an exaggeration to say that Qing Shi left a name, but as long as the work is still being released, the name will not be forgotten.
Otherwise, why do you think Wang Lun can still be remembered more than a thousand years later?
As for Gu Lu’s preface, he only wrote about Fat Boss and did not include his real name. Will it be submerged... When "Yesterday's Park" goes on sale nationwide, there will definitely be reporters to find out.
On the other side, Gu Lu, who is expected to become a master of short stories, is also working hard.
Convinced by Zhang Liwan, he returned home and started recording videos.
In order to prevent the video from becoming his cybercriminal record, Gu Lu turned off the camera and recorded the sound.
On and on and on and on.
Repeat, repeat, repeat.
"There is a Li Bai in our hearts, you are the banished immortal, you are the soul of the moon!" Gu Lu recorded it completely again.
Recorded six or seven times.
After choosing the one that satisfied me the most, a black screen was quite boring. Gu Lu went online to select some materials and inserted them into it.
After more than an hour of hard work, it was done.
“Fortunately, when I was on the street in my previous life, I thought about teaching myself some editing to promote books on Douyin. Although it didn’t bring much traffic, it will be useful in this life!”
“Mr. Lu Xun’s words are true. Yes, what you eat will eventually turn into meat on your body, and what you learn will one day help you." Gu Lu was filled with emotion.
Publish it out, the current Bilibili does not have so many divisions at all, and the videos on the site are mostly submissions of ghost animals and two-dimensional content.
In 2010, it was renamed bilibili. In mid-2012, Bilibili surpassed Station A in terms of traffic.
If Yiyi had not worked hard on bilibili, it would have been two years before Bilibili released its first video that exceeded 10 million.
Gu Lu actually forgot one thing. Unlike later generations, there are many official media on Bilibili, and it has become a recognized platform. It even produces a lot of high-quality content, and it is still a high-quality platform.
Currently - let alone Bilibili, even the second dimension has not been recognized by mainstream culture, so he is about to inadvertently reach a record...
Reading, coding, bathing , and finally opened the mailbox. Gu Lu did this every day.
Today there was an email from Neon. It started with a long paragraph. Gu Lu read it.
To put it simply, Anshan Yixiong has completed the translation of three articles and has submitted them to the magazine. They are expected to be published next week. The main purpose of his email was to inquire about Gu Lu's address.
According to the rules, a sample manuscript will be sent to the author after the article is published.
Gu Lu filled in the address of the school. It is better to fill in the address for cross-border shipments that is more "official". That's how he sees it anyway. "It takes about a week for cross-border express mail to arrive. It will be published in Neon Magazine and you will receive the sample manuscript." Gu Lu is also curious about what will happen if the short story is translated from the Chinese version back to Japanese.
My plan is to go to Peking University and study at least one foreign language during my studies.
"It's twelve o'clock, it's time to go to bed. I'm so busy lately that it's hard to guarantee six hours of sleep every day." As soon as Gu Lu's butt touched the bed, he jumped up as if there were thorns in the bed.
Forgot to water the flowers, Gu Lufeng ran to the balcony angrily, "Oops, why does the sweet-scented osmanthus feel listless?"
...
The next day, noon.
“If I have a little red flower, I will definitely give it to you. Brother Xunglu keeps his word.”
When I met Zhang Liwan in the corridor, she praised her so fiercely that Gu Lu was confused.
The teaching building for the second grade of high school is not here, and even for lunch, they don’t go to the first grade of high school, so Zhang Liwan must have come here on purpose.
"Be clear, what's going on?" Gu Lu asked.
Zhang Liwan was surprised. The person involved didn’t know yet that the school was deliberately staging surprises?
"Teacher Shen Tiemei, a very famous Sichuan Opera actor, wants to buy your copy of "The Little Prince" to rehearse into a drama." As a member of Time Radio, Zhang Liwan was told by the school to record this matter.
Gu Lu was not familiar with Sichuan Opera at all, so he didn't know the other person, who was a "Sichuan Opera Business Card". The specific information was given by Zhang Liwan.
She only knew the news on the surface. It was not clear why Chairman Shen, a master of Sichuan Opera, was in charge of the theater.
"See you in the afternoon." He said hello and left. Gu Lu went home at noon and used the computer to check some information...
The school did not plan to make a surprise or anything, mainly to purchase the copyright for adaptation and the like. Chairman Shen wants to talk to the parents of the students.
I thought it was a done deal, so the school asked Time Radio to prepare it first. When the third class in the morning was about to ask Director Hu to notify the person involved, they didn’t expect who to talk to, but the two sides got stuck.
"It's impossible for me to fall into the same pit twice." Principal Liu murmured to himself.
When we invited Gu Lu’s mother to the school anniversary last time, there was almost a problem.
Principal Liu also spent some effort to make Chairman Shen believe two incredible facts.
“There are such irresponsible parents” and “You can still be so good even though you live alone.”
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Gu Lu came to the principal's office. As soon as he entered the door - huh? Why don't you turn on the air conditioner? It's a bit cold!
The foggy city without heating needs the help of air conditioning in winter.
Coming to the principal's office was like going home. Gu Lu was very relaxed.
Except for the principal, Director Hu and the two background panels of Time Radio, the remaining women should be Shen Tiemei, the Sichuan Opera’s calling card.
In his forties, he is very...elegant. It can really be described as elegant. To be more specific, it should be reflected in his sitting posture and conversation.
Chairman Shen’s voice is very nice.
Introduce yourself...
(End of this chapter)