Chapter 240 This child can’t understand words
Gu Lu inquired about what Director Hu said. Students from Beijing Normal University in 2012 wrote a report on the Second High School Affiliated to the Central and South of Star City.
The paper was very good and was even published in the Beijing Normal University newspaper.
Beijing Normal University’s journals are top-notch publications nationwide, but they are quite difficult to get into.
The principal of the Second Affiliated Middle School of Zhongnan masturbated all over - of course this is also the problem with the Second Affiliated Middle School.
But what school dares to say that it has no moths at all?
Unrealistic.
Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that 99% of the students like Mu Xue who join this research topic will be rejected.
No, several students are complaining in the group.
"Xiaoxue, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Mingming saw that the little sister was silent and couldn't help but ask.
"Nothing, I just hope we can go smoothly tomorrow." Mu Xue put down her phone.
Because his classmate Xiaoliang had a private chat with her just now, he was going to give some money to open the back door, but he was kicked away without seeing the principal.
Xiao Liang refused to say how much it would cost, so Mu Xue could only hope that her classmates would be more "stingy".
Looking out the window, the night is a bit thin.
It turned out that Gu Lu had stayed up all night without knowing it, and it was almost dawn.
Fuji TV sent several actors' audition videos for guidance from the original author Gu Lu.
"Guide", to put it bluntly, means to inform. On the one hand, Shiqi is arbitrary in casting, because he is well-known enough and can hire any actor he wants. On the other hand, Gu Lu didn't want to go into the entertainment industry.
If people don’t sleep during the sleepiest period, they will not be able to sleep. This is the case with Gu Lu.
Just record all the Chinese and test points taught this semester, and then it’s almost six o’clock in the morning.
Gu Jiayu called at this time. He originally wanted to call last night, but Gu Jiayu had to do his homework last night and was too sleepy after finishing his homework.
I made this call this morning before going to class.
"I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear?" Gu Lu said. According to his understanding, the female hero must be the first to hear bad news.
Gu Jiayu is very similar to Gu Lu in this regard. They both like to settle all uncertain factors before enjoying themselves.
"It's bad." Gu Jiayu had finished washing and walked to school. He squinted his eyes when he spoke, as if there was a snowstorm in front of him, "Just tell me, I can hold on."< br>
"The bad news is that there is no bad news today." Gu Lu said.
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time before Gu Jiayu's voice appeared, "Brother - this is not humorous at all."
"Hahaha, okay, then let me tell you the good news. Just listen to this. Don't tell others." Gu Lu trusted the heroine's confidentiality.
After simply telling the heroine about the "recommendation letter", Gu Lu was ready to hear his sister's admiration.
Come on!
“Brother, forget it!”
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It was Gu Lu's turn to be dumbfounded.
“Forget it?” Gu Lu asked immediately.
"There are two reasons." Gu Jiayu said, "If my score does not pass the No. 8 Middle School, it proves that my true level is not up to standard. I have been studying hard recently."
"I can't pass the exam even if I try my best. I can't keep up even if I enter the No. 8 Middle School. It won't help me get into college."
Gu Jiayu is young, but her family environment is like being dependent on others, which makes her think more precociously and think things through.
"Besides, I don't have any writing talent. What if..."
"This is just an excuse. No one will pursue this." Gu Lu responded.
"That's not right, brother, you will definitely become a great writer in the future. That guy named Zhouzi on the Internet likes to grab these things and talk about them." Gu Jiayu said.
Writers are not celebrities, so who cares about writers.
Gu Lu remembered that Jia Pingwa had turned his daughter into an associate professor. Even if the whole Internet ridiculed her, it had no impact on her. She was still the chairman of the Shaanxi Provincial Writers Association.
"Jiayu, the No. 8 Middle School can become the best school in Wudu, it must be supported by the admission rate, and the admission rate comes from good teachers." Gu Lu said, "Besides, I am just a recommendation letter , I’m not asking you to be escorted directly..."
"Brother——"
Gu Jiayu suddenly shouted.
"What?" Gu Lu asked.
"I don't want to be a burden to brother anymore." Gu Jiayu said, "I don't want this incident to become evidence that someone will attack brother in the future. I don't want this, brother, I beg you."
Voice of the Heroine They all cried.
“Don’t cry, don’t cry, okay, okay, okay, if we can pass the exam, we will pass, if we can’t, forget it.” Gu Lu said immediately, “But I have confidence in Jiayu. Besides, how could Jiayu It’s a burden. I’m very lucky to have a sister like you.”
“Thank you...thank you, brother,” Gu Jiayu originally thought, but he had suppressed his emotions for too long, as if the dam had broken. A small hole is difficult to plug.
The reason why Gu Jiayu cried was because he was holding back a lot of things. "If I hadn't wanted to find a reliable family for Jiajia, I wouldn't have found another one so quickly. The main reason is that children need complete father's love to grow up." These words came from Gu's mother, and she listened to them all.
She realized her mother's love and care for her, and also realized that she was a drag on her mother.
My sister's cry came from the other end of the phone. Gu Lu was anxious, "Don't cry, don't cry, what's wrong? What happened?"
Gu Lu vaguely felt that his sister was crying. There is something holding back here.
The sobs over there slowly became smaller, and after about ten seconds, Gu Jiayu's voice came, "Brother, it's okay! I have a will of steel, nothing will happen to me."
Recently, Gu Jiayu fell in love with military themes from martial arts movies, so his mantra has also changed.
"Tell me if you have anything to say," Gu Lu didn't know what to say, so he could only leave this sentence.
"Hmm, I will definitely work hard in No. 8 Middle School. I have been studying with all my strength recently. I feel that I am terrifyingly strong now." Gu Jiayu said, "So don't worry about me, brother."
< br>At this time, he did not forget to comfort him. Gu Lu felt that the heroine was a little too sensible.
"Brother, let's not talk anymore. I have to rush to school."
The two hung up the phone.
The phone call just now touched Gu Lu a lot. No matter from any angle, the "recommendation letter for No. 8 Middle School" is good, right? But it was the bomb that detonated Gu Jiayu's negative emotions.
Suitability is more important than good, Gu Lu thought to himself.
Communicating with others is really a science. Gu Lu sighed in his heart, both his original self and his sister were good children, but it was a pity that such good children did not have a good family.
While thinking about it, Gu Lu was also preparing to go out. He didn't have to go to morning self-study, but he still had to go to school in the end.
Because of the pressure of not studying early, Gu Lu felt that his work and rest would be ruined. Think about his coding career in his previous life!
What's more, Mr. Lu Xun once said: Without the pressure of going to school, there would be no comfort of sleeping in!
"Huh?" Who called so early? Gu Lu was surprised and took out his cell phone. It was Liu Yong, editor of "People's Literature" calling.
Connected.
"Teacher Gu, please excuse me. I'm calling so early. I have something urgent to ask Teacher Gu." Liu Yong got straight to the point.
"Editor Liu, please speak." Gu Lu also called him Editor Liu at first, but it didn't sound good to him.
"Have you heard of "Liao Zhai Slang", Mr. Gu?" Liu Yong asked.
“I don’t know.” Gu Lu shook his head.
The editor explained, "Liao Zhai slang is a national intangible cultural heritage of Shandong Province. Pu Songling composed his own songs to music, forming a folk art, also called Pu Qu."
Now that I have learned a lot, Gu Lu heard for the first time that Pu Songling also wrote a libretto.
“Mr. Pu, the eleventh generation grandson of Pu Songling and the inheritor of Pu Qu, saw Teacher Gu’s Liaozhai Xinyi and wanted to cooperate with him.” Liu Yong said, “I didn’t know Teacher Gu Are you interested?”
"I'm interested, but what is the specific method of cooperation?" Gu Lu wanted to ask clearly.
"This needs to be discussed in detail between Mr. Gu and Mr. Pu. Since we are interested, we will give out Mr. Gu's contact information." Liu Yong said.
"Okay, no problem." Gu Lu agreed.
"Congratulations, Teacher Gu." Liu Yong congratulated before hanging up the phone.
Huh? Congratulations, did I win the Pu Songling Literature Award? Gu Lu thought of the awards he had signed up for before.
Only if you win the prize can you be noticed by Pu Songling's descendants.
Don’t worry about gains and losses, but Gu Lu still wants to win the award. People should work hard according to their own goals...
“I will go to Neon next week to attend a book launch conference. I'm a little nervous about going abroad."
"I will be interviewed by "Literary News" next week."
"I will give a speech on stage today."
Quite busy, Gu Lu really only has time to study now.
But a speech or something, can’t it trigger some book?
Walking into the classroom.
Walking on the road, he was not sleepy at all. But to be honest, as soon as I entered the classroom, especially when I sat on the cold seats, the sleepiness accumulated all night swept over me.
I forgot to mention that although he couldn't get through to Gu Jiayu yesterday, he got through to Mu Xue. They will meet in Principal Chang's office at nine o'clock this morning.
"Xiaoxue, do you really don't want me to accompany you?" Zhao Mingming asked.
Zhao Mingming also graduated this year, but she did not join the research group, so her graduation thesis did not have to be so troublesome.
This time I came to Fog City to accompany my little sisters and take a trip.
"Don't worry, I'm confident!" Mu Xue said, her hand unconsciously touching her satchel, which contained a check for 100,000 yuan.
It was euphemistically called a "subsidized school", but Mu Xue still felt a little guilty inside, so she didn't want her little sisters to see it.
At 8 o'clock in the morning, Mu Xue arrived at No. 8 Middle School an hour early.
She was stopped by the guard, Uncle Qin, and after registration, Mu Xue was allowed to enter the school.
Mu Xue took a stroll around No. 8 Middle School. Although the greening and decoration of the school where her cousin was studying were a bit poor, the infrastructure was still complete.
After walking for half an hour, Mu Xue came to Principal Chang’s office after questioning.
"Hello, Principal Chang, I am Mu Xue from East China Normal University." Mu Xue mustered up her courage.
Bravely Mu Xue flies forward!
"Well, classmate Mu Xue, please wait a moment, I have something urgent at hand." Principal Chang raised his head to say hello and continued working with his head down.
Look carefully, what is he busy with?
["No. 8 Middle School's 2013 Results Report on Student Specialty Training" (hereinafter referred to as the "Results Report"), starting from the enrollment in September 2012, our school will conduct...]
The report has been written long ago.
Not going to self-study in the evening or doing homework was all Gu Lu paid for with real results, but how could that not be counted as the school’s specialized training for students with special talents?
Mu Xue mustered up her courage. As time went by, the "area" of courage was gradually occupied by nervousness. Like a generous face, nervous at the moment. Like my hands, I don’t know where to put them at the moment.
I felt like I was sitting on pins and needles, like thorns piercing my back. It lasted for half an hour before Principal Chang raised his head.
"I have kept Mu Xue waiting for a long time. There are many things at school." There was no apology in Principal Chang's tone.
The current time is 09:03, Sijiucheng time.
"It's okay, it's okay, I came too early." Mu Xue said quickly.
Watching the conversation between Principal Chang and Gu Lu, I think the former is an amiable uncle, but in fact, his true nature is that he is good at "social skills".
"Um...Principal Chang, I don't know if my cousin has made it clear to you," Mu Xue said, "Our research is a course of East China Normal University."
China Normal University Big signs are very loud, but this is a foggy city!
Principal Chang listened to Mu Xue's story without any change in his expression, which made the latter feel less and less confident as he spoke.
Mu Xue slowly put her hand on the satchel, take it out now, or wait?
"We, the No. 8 Middle School people, shoulder the core of the third grade. Create a quality campus life, shape a tasteful school culture, and cultivate a new generation of character." Principal Chang opened his mouth and attacked Che Lulu.
After all the useless words were finished, Principal Chang said, "Originally, our school should not accept outsiders for research, but you are the cousin of classmate Gu Lu, and you are half a member of the Eighth Middle School, so Our school agrees with your research in principle, but a teacher will accompany you throughout the process.”
Eh?
Agree?
This expansion is a bit wrong, right?
As soon as she opened the zipper and her fingers touched the money, she succeeded in the next second.
"Ahem, thank you principal. Thank you principal." Mu Xue immediately stood up and thanked him.
"Gu Lu is also an outstanding student in our school. Half of the people from No. 8 Middle School cannot write untrue things to discredit No. 8 Middle School." Principal Chang continued.
Mu Xue nodded like a fool, "Yes, yes, it must be no problem. After I finish writing it, I will show it to the school. Principal Chang is so open-minded!"
"..." Why can't this child understand the words? He agreed. Are you enlightened? It's because of your cousin.
"You can talk to Director Hu for the rest." Principal Chang didn't want to talk to the naive college student.
Leave the rest to Director Hu.
Coming out of the principal's office, Mu Xue was still dizzy because she didn't expect it to be so easy.
As soon as I got out of school, I called my little sisters to tell them the good news.
So, so, so, so, Zhao Mingming’s mind was full of questions after hearing this, it shouldn’t be, she also knew the news from last year.
"Okay, I'll be back soon and we'll have a big dinner to celebrate. I'll hang up first." Mu Xue hung up the phone.
Something was wrong, Zhao Mingming felt something was very wrong, and thought of throwing money at it, but then she thought about it, No. 8 Middle School was the best high school in the municipality, so using money to bribe her was too exaggerated.
Could it be that people in Wudu are really so friendly?
Mu Xue thought so, and of course she had to thank her cousin for making the connection. Seeing that the clothes were so simple, she wanted to buy him some nice clothes.
She will first call Director Hu. The principal gave her just now, the person in charge of the school investigation.
Director Hu answered the phone and heard Mu Xue thanking her non-stop, saying how good our school is and how open-minded the school leaders are.
Immediately, Director Hu understood that this silly boy didn't understand anything.
"Student Mu, we have a speech during morning exercise at 9:30 today. Student Mu can take a look." Director Hu said.
"Generally, this kind of school-wide speech will only be given during the flag-raising ceremony on Monday, but today is special." Director Hu also added.
"School leader? I will definitely go... Director Hu, can you bring my friend with you?" Mu Xue said.
"No problem." Director Hu agreed.
The two of them didn’t exchange much greetings. After Mu Xue hung up the phone, she immediately called her little sister.
The conversation can be summarized as, "It's too late to explain, come on."
About twenty minutes later, Zhao Mingming arrived.
"Why did you call me here?"
"That is, the school leader is going to give a speech today, so let me come and take a look. Do you understand? I called you here to support the school leader and praise myself. Field." Mu Xue explained.
Zhao Mingming covered her forehead and was speechless. There are thousands of students in the school, how can you please them? I don’t know what the brain circuit is like in my little head.
But that’s okay, Zhao Mingming didn’t say anything.
At half past nine, the bell rang for recess, and piles of students were thrown out of the classroom.
The playground gradually became alive.
The noise included the playing of classmates and the scolding of teachers.
Mu Xue and Zhao Mingming stood next to Director Hu. At first, they looked around to see their cousin Gu Lu, but there were too many students and they couldn't find him, so they gave up.
"I miss you so much. It feels like high school was just yesterday, and then in the blink of an eye I graduated from college." Mu Xue was a little sad.
"If you feel reluctant to give up, then go to high school and become a teacher." Zhao Mingming said.
“What horrible words are you talking about?” Mu Xue said.
Some things can only be nostalgic for their beauty, but once they get close, they are no longer beautiful.
While we were talking, the classes of the first, second and third grade students were already forming their ranks.
Principal Chang walked up to the podium and gave two sound check sounds to make sure the microphone was fine before speaking.
"Our No. 8 Middle School implements the educational concept of comprehensive education, so that the comprehensive quality of students can be comprehensively improved."
"With high-balanced development in various disciplines, physical arts are also displayed in style, such as winning the city's middle school student sports meeting Lu Ping, the 100-meter sprint champion in track and field, and Qin Fuye, who won the gold medal in the Western China Mathematical Olympiad..."
Principal Chang named many students, and most of the students who achieved good results were high school seniors and sophomores.
The students were quite excited.
Mu Xue and Zhao Mingming didn't feel much at all, because compared to the high school they attended, these achievements were basic exercises, and even a Western Mathematical Olympiad was impossible to pass.
Principal Chang also got to the point, "In addition, our school has also cultivated a very influential writer."
"He is the city's outstanding Communist Youth League member, a famous short story writer, and a famous fairy tale writer Gu Classmate Lu.
“His novels are included in various magazines, and I believe students have seen them in the school library. "
"His work "Ruiyun" won the Pu Songling Literature Award of Shandong Province. "
"And because the story is so excellent, it was included in "People's Literature". Now we welcome Gu Lu to the stage to share his valuable writing experience with the students. ”
The whole school burst into applause.
“It’s this guy again, this guy is focused on making big news.” “You’re so awesome in the first year of high school, why don’t you fly into the sky in the third year of high school?”
This is a student in the third year of high school.
"I knew it was Gu Lu as soon as I spoke. I saw his name on the test paper, the photo of extracurricular reading and so on."
This is a freshman in high school.
It’s neither early nor late for high school sophomores, so I won’t go into details.
Dele, I really won the prize, and the nervousness in Gu Lu's heart disappeared.
As a winner, he learned about it later than the school, but it doesn’t matter, it’s good to win the award. Gu Lu walked up to the podium unhurriedly.
(End of this chapter)