Chapter 169: One Call and Hundreds of Responses
[Fog City Novel Award - Best Novella]
Although this award is not well-known nationwide, it is still quite well-known in Sichuan and Chongqing. If Gu Lu Currently, if you want to rate writers, this award is an important basis for evaluating second-level writers in the province.
"Wow!"
The students applauded again, but their faces were still not surprised, even calmer than the teacher and the writer himself.
The classmates in Class 10 have become a little desensitized to Gu Lu, and they quite have the idea that it is reasonable for him to do such a big thing.
"Hey, I still prefer the students who have never seen the world." Gu Lu muttered in his heart.
"After class, come to the office to receive your certificate." Teacher Gao said, "Students, take out your papers."
The lecture began, and the sound of knowledge washed away the cheerful atmosphere in the classroom. The atmosphere became serious.
Gu Lu listened to half of the class, and in the second half he looked around and started doing other things.
He carefully took out a letter, which contained Lu Ping's heart--a confession letter prepared for his heart.
Let Brother Pingtou practice his composition instead of writing, but he is very active in writing love letters. This is a love letter he wrote to express his love to Huang Lu in the class. Let Gu Lu take a look first to see if there is anything wrong.
"Four or five pages, based on a page of more than a thousand words, my mom, a love letter of about five thousand words?!" Gu Lu's pupils shrank, he was very shocked.
Perhaps only students can write love letters with so many words. Gu Lu looked at it carefully and couldn't help but hold his teeth after reading half of it. It was really sour.
I don’t know where Lu Ping copied a lot of earthy love words from, oh my god!
We also want the brothers to be blind, and we can’t let King Gulu bear it alone. Choose a less earthy love sentence -
"If there is only one minute left in my life, I will use 59 seconds to do it." I love you. In the remaining second, I will recall the process of loving you in these 59 seconds.”
I don’t know if the other party will agree. Gu Lu and Huang Lu are not familiar at all.
get out of class was over, and when the old class left, Lu Ping strode to Gu Lu's side.
"How is it, how is it? Is there anything that needs to be modified?" Lu Pinghou asked anxiously.
"No, the whole article is natural, the style is down to earth but also has a unique style. I have no room for intervention at all." Gu Lu said.
I felt a little embarrassed to say Lu Ping now, "Is it really that good?"
"Lu Ping, do you also want to submit to the magazine?" Qi Caiwei, the deskmate, suddenly interrupted, "I have rich If you have any questions about failure, you can ask me. "
"For example, "Grudge" usually fails in about 20 days, and "Yilin" is faster, failing in half a month." Qi Caiwei shared her experience. .
But it’s like playing the harp to an ox, Lu Ping said, “What kind of submissions? Children, don’t worry about adults’ business.”
Immediately after taking the love letter back from Gu Lu, Lu Ping moved very quickly. He first covered it with his palm, and then quickly stuffed it into his pocket.
Lu Ping knew very well that if other students saw it, it would probably spread throughout the class.
“Brother Zhulu, what are you secretly talking about?” Qi Caiwei asked curiously, and said, “We are the same age, and I am an adult too!”
“Children’s matters, adults. Just leave it alone," Gu Lu said.
"?" Whenever a little question mark flashes in Qi Caiwei's mind, it's not her fault. Unable to delay any longer, Gu Lu went from the classroom to the office to take away the award he won for his first novel.
There is no trophy, only a certificate.
To become a master of short stories in China, this goal is still too far away. Winning one of the three awards "Lu Xun Literature Award, Contradiction Literature Award, and Lao She Literature Award" is a solid step forward. One step away.
“Why isn’t there even an award ceremony?” Gu Lu muttered.
“The Fog City Novel Award is a relatively formal award, awarded by the Fog City Writers Association and the Federation of Literary and Art Circles.” Teacher Gao explained upon hearing this, “At present, most literary awards do not have a separate award ceremony.”
Gu Lu returned to class with the certificate of award - suddenly he realized one thing, he must be able to exchange for privileges after winning the award, right?
Jie Jie Jie, I have already said goodbye to my self-study. Gu Lu laughed like a villain in his heart.
It is the time when the sun sets on the willow branches again. As the monitor, Lu Yi is very busy today.
During evening reading time, she would go to the bookstore outside the school to buy all the exercise books.
Nowadays, teachers in No. 8 Middle School do not purchase exercise books. Instead, they inform the class monitor of the title of the exercise book, and the latter purchases it with class fees.
"It's troublesome. Lu Ping originally promised to help, but he was in a bad mood when school was over. He lay on the desk and didn't even say a word." Lu Yi thanked the two people who were traveling with him.
The companion was Gu Lu, who nodded silently when he heard this. It seemed that the five thousand-word love letter failed to move Huang Lu.
“It takes a little effort.” Gu Lu responded and asked casually, “How is the current development of the Eighth Middle Wall?”
“During school, there are two to three hundred visitors every day, but the traffic will increase during holidays. "Basically, one out of every two No. 8 middle school students is on the wall." Lu Yi replied.
Lu Yidao: "It is only after becoming a wall master that I learned a lot of things. Many students who seem to be very cheerful actually have their own troubles."
"The Eighth Middle School Wall is here to submit articles. Are there any students who regard you as a tree hole?" Gu Lu asked curiously.
"No, there are classmates who contributed articles related to family matters. I thought about it, this is the school wall, and it is never good to publish these things, so I didn't post them."
said The monitor, Lu Yi, suddenly raised his voice, "Our Eighth Middle School Wall and Time Radio also did a big thing. Last month, the teacher who loved to curse seemed to have been warned, because the classmate later wrote that their class teacher restrained himself. A lot.”
It’s amazing, the campus wall can still have this effect, Gu Lu gave a thumbs up.
"This is actually Liwan's credit. Time Radio has a lot of say in the school." Lu Yi did not take credit at all.
To be more precise, Time Radio has a lot of petitioning power in the school. At least the club can "contact" the principal.
The reason why the contact is in quotation marks is because every manuscript of Time Radio must be reviewed by the principal. After all, it is a school broadcast and can be heard by all teachers and students in the school.
“It’s quite meaningful.” Lu Yi said, “The most important thing is that everyone can see it, and everyone can see it.”
It’s meaningful, Gu Lu thought, if After graduating from No. 8 Middle School, will the No. 8 Middle School Wall be handed over to the next person, or what?
"Now the campus walls of No. 3 Middle School and Bashu Middle School and our three high schools echo each other." Lu Yi said, "If anything happens to you, Gu Lu, it will definitely be more useful than any high school alliance. We are the ones who One call and a hundred responses!”
The High School Alliance is a very neurotic product created by the Fog City Education Department at this stage - I'm sorry, maybe the leaders have the idea of leadership, but it is very neurotic for the students. Originally, the high school student union basically had no sense of existence, let alone the student union. alliance.
(End of this chapter)