Chapter 271 Young China Theory (5000 words)
Li Guyuan still attaches great importance to the first volume written by his friend.
He was about to get out of school before taking enough time to watch.
As a result, I glanced and saw——
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When the red sun rises, its path shines brightly. The river flows out and flows into the ocean.
The hidden dragon soared into the abyss, its scales and claws flying.
The tiger roars in the valley, and all the beasts are frightened.
The falcon tests its wings, and the wind and dust absorb it. The first birth of a strange flower is so beautiful. A general's hair is shining brightly...]
"Wait!" Li Guyuan's eyes widened, as if he had seen some rare treasure.
If Li Guyuan hadn't done well in Chinese, he wouldn't be able to understand a lot of things just from this glance. For example, the word "玡" comes from "Zhuangzi·Yangshengzhu", which means whetstone.
Starting from the beginning of the manuscript, it is called "Young China". The further down Li Guyuan reads, the more shocked he becomes.
How shocking is it exactly?
By analogy, he first learned that such a good story as "Yesterday's Park" was written by a high school student.
The eloquent article, no wonder I was attracted after just one glance. Because starting from any paragraph, it is extremely attractive.
Li Guyuan was so engrossed that he didn't even notice the teacher coming.
"How beautiful is my young China, who is as old as the sky! How magnificent is my Chinese young man, who is boundless with the country!" Li Guyuan read the words in the article and got goosebumps.
The deskmate touched Li Guyuan and reminded, "Stop reading the novel, the teachers are here."
To be precise, they all stood up and said "Hello, teacher" and "Hello, classmates" . Fortunately, Li Guyuan was tall enough and sat two rows from the bottom. The students in front stood up and completely covered him.
Li Guyuan looked up and saw that Lu Zhishen had begun to lecture, and then he suppressed his excitement.
Take math class.
But Tangyuan’s thoughts were not in the math book at all.
Very normal. For a literary young man, his heart will definitely be filled with excitement when he sees a magnificent article.
The forty-minute class, Tangyuan felt longer than the last time I had to hold my urine.
Finally, the bell rang.
Li Guyuan stared at Teacher Lu closely, and as soon as the teacher left, he would immediately ask Gu Lu.
How on earth did he write such a masterpiece!
However——
"That's it for today, the final exam is coming soon. You should review more, and I will assign less homework." Teacher Lu touched his bald head, Step out of the classroom.
Less than three seconds after he left the classroom, he felt a dark shadow flashing around him.
That's right, that black shadow was Gu Lu at full speed.
It’s a joke. You might not see Gu Lu’s back at the school sports meeting.
But on the way to the cafeteria, you must not see Gu Lu’s back!
Anyway, Teacher Lu looked over and saw that Gu Lu had drifted to the left corridor.
The person who couldn't catch up with Gu Lu was Li Guyuan, who hadn't even had time to speak.
Today the school cooks noodles, including sauerkraut noodles, small noodles and bed-rolled noodles, as well as hot dry noodles, a specialty of a certain place.
As we all know, Wudu’s pasta mainly comes with condiments, just like small noodles, with twenty or thirty kinds of condiments. Therefore, there is basically soup, and the hot dry noodles have also become soup noodles...
Anyway, Gu Lu was very happy with his meal. Another reason for his happiness was that he didn't queue at all.
“So you are here?!”
Gu Lu was just about to take a bite of noodles when a voice came from behind, startling him.
"What are you doing?" Gu Lu turned around and saw it was glutinous rice balls.
"Damn it, you are really formidable. "Young China", how did you write such an awesome thing?" Li Guyuan said, "If you say a sentence, the pen will burst into turmoil, and the poem will burst into tears. Ghost. It’s not an exaggeration at all!”
“Low-key, Tangyuan, why don’t you go get some food first?” Gu Lu said, “There’s no one around yet.”
< br>"Why do you want to eat! Rice can only fill your stomach. This article is simply a large amount of spiritual food. I am very full now." Li Guyuan responded.
Looking at Li Guyuan's excited expression, you can tell that he really likes it.
"Isn't it too wasteful to publish this kind of article in "Shuguang"?" Li Guyuan said, "What a waste."
"What is the name of this article?" Gu Lu asked.
"Young China said that this name is also one of the best." Li Guyuan said.
Gu Lu said, "Since it is Young China Theory, what's the problem with publishing it in a magazine that mainly focuses on our young people?"
This seems to be the truth, but Li Guyuan still thinks that cannons can kill mosquitoes. .
Even if he has not submitted it to People's Literature, there is absolutely no problem for this article to be included in People's Literature.
The opening article of the school magazine...Li Guyuan suddenly thought, "Then our school magazine, should we simply call it "Youth"?"
"The opening article is "Youth China", and our magazine is "Youth" "Youth", we are also teenagers," Li Guyuan said.
It seems interesting. Gu Lu’s only concern is, “But we have already chosen the cover.”
“Be flexible, be flexible.” Li Guyuan said, “It doesn’t cost much to change the cover. How much time.”
In the end, Gu Lu, as the president, adopted Li Guyuan's suggestion.
"Hey, where are you going to get some food?" Gu Lu asked.
"Go and change the cover first, don't be in a hurry to eat." Li Guyuan responded, "I'll just grab something to eat later. There will definitely be study time for evening self-study tonight, and I'll try my best to have the cover come out."
"You can choose when you get home, and you won't waste time." Li Guyuan's voice became smaller and smaller, because the others had disappeared.
Li Guyuan was so excited because he had a premonition that "Youth" magazine would become famous because of Gu Lu and this article!
Is the vice president so curly?
Gu Lu suddenly felt that Li Guyuan looked like an adult he knew. Who was it?
Oh yes! It was Xiao Xue from "New Reading". Gu Lu felt that Li Guyuan had this potential in his future work.
After dinner, Gu Lu packed up his schoolbag and went home. It felt so good not to study at night.
Walking on campus, the setting sun shines on the playground.
The classmates running wantonly are the athletes practicing...
Watching them practice is Gu Lu's youth.
Class 10, we should come to the cafeteria today, but besides Li Guyuan, there are others who did not come to the cafeteria to eat.
Who is it?
Qi Caiwei!
"How did you know I was here?" Qi Caiwei asked the visitor.
"It's just you. If you're not happy, what else can you do except come to this small pavilion to daze alone?" Wei Jiao understood very well.
Wei Jiao said, "Tell me about it and let my close sister enlighten you."
"I'm just a little stressed from studying, there's nothing I need to enlighten." Qi Caiwei said.
"Yes, yes, yes." Wei Jiao's expression said, guess whether I believe it or not.
Qi Caiwei feeds mosquitoes with her eyes wide open, while Wei Jiao is good at attracting mosquitoes, moving up and down to drive them away. But even so, he was bitten twice on his body within a short time.
The key is that a bag is still in the elbow socket, which is really uncomfortable.
About seven or eight minutes later, Qi Caiwei suddenly said, "Why can't I do it?"
"Why can't I do it?" Wei Jiao immediately spoke up.
"Why can't I perform "Les Misérables"? They can." Qi Caiwei said, "Giving up is my own problem and has nothing to do with them. I know it."
"So I feel that I am very selfish, and I even think in my mind, how great it would be if they failed and how great it would be if the show was cancelled." Qi Caiwei said in a painful tone, "I don't know where my thoughts come from, I shouldn't be like this."< br>
"Because you are unwilling, so be jealous." Wei Jiao thought for a long time before responding, "Because CC, even if you keep telling yourself it doesn't matter, it's not the first time anyway. But this time it should be CC The most unwilling you have ever been.”
The most unwilling—Qi Caiwei thought.
It seems like this is true. Did you not expect that you would be so unwilling to accept your mother's arrangements now?
"No matter how unwilling I am, I shouldn't..." I shouldn't be jealous or have such evil thoughts.
Before Qi Caiwei finished speaking, she was interrupted by Wei Jiao.
"CC, but you chose blessing in the end." Wei Jiao said.
Wei Jiao said: "I don't know if I will have evil thoughts when I encounter this situation. But I can be sure that I will never give lucky gifts to everyone."
"You want them to bring your perfect presentation on the stage." Wei Jiao said and gave a thumbs up, "What a great person."
"Ahem——" Qi Caiwei's sad mood calmed down a lot, which made her a little embarrassed, "I'm not that good at that, and I didn't think that much."
"You think it's useless, but I think you're very good anyway." Wei Jiao touched Qi Caiwei's head as if petting a cat.
"CC, have you been lazy lately? No matter how much you wash your hair, you don't..."
Before Panda finished speaking, Qi Caiwei covered her.
Sadness is sad, but greasy hair makes this matter even more important.
"Stop talking, stop talking." Qi Caiwei said quickly, "Because I have spent most of my time reading and writing recently, I don't have much time to wash my hair. I will wash my hair when I get back to the dormitory tonight."< br>
"No wonder, it doesn't feel as comfortable as before." Wei Jiao said.
Wei Jiao comforted Qi Caiwei. It was already the time for the evening self-study bell, so forget about eating. The two of them could only wait for the evening self-study before getting something to fill their stomachs.
Gu Lu at home has to fill out forms again.
“Why is this study session so troublesome!” Gu Lu sighed.
Gu Lu, who declined most of the invitations, was the only one who agreed to one. And it's still Friday morning, school time.
We all know that King Guru is focused on learning.
So what kind of study meeting is it that requires Gu Lu to attend even if he takes time off?
This is a large-scale event, including four steps: lectures, sharing salons, on-the-spot understanding, and clarifying development routes.
Lectures are not the focus, the focus is on on-the-spot understanding. This understanding is to visit major laboratories, improve the scientific understanding of publishing industry personnel, and help when reviewing related books.
The form received in the mailbox is important.
As for Gu Lu, it’s not that he wants to take the major exam, but mainly that having experience in laboratory visits is very important to him.
There is also a form to fill in, which is the organizer’s relevant survey.
【How much do you know about scientific experiments?
A. Familiar, B. More familiar, C. Unfamiliar]
"I should be considered a stranger." Gu Lu filled it out and sent it.
It’s not over yet, he has to give a speech on stage that day, so he also needs to work on the speech draft.
You can’t just wing it every time.
After picking and choosing changes, Gu Lu finished it two hours later.
Then we started to deal with the matters surrounding the little prince yesterday.
The agent negotiated with President Yukou of Xiang Chuanshe and came to a conclusion.
[Yao Xiaoju: Xiang Chuanshe’s openness to surrounding areas is still too basic. I personally recommend cooperating directly with Namco. ]
This routine...why is it the same as last time. Previously, Xiangchuanshe also wanted to obtain the agency rights for South Korean publishing, so Yao Xiaoju directly skipped the middleman.
Will Xiang Chuanshe retaliate? Gu Lu thought.
Don’t be suspicious of people you employ, and don’t use people who are suspicious. Adhering to this point of view, Gu Lu decided to take another look and let Yao Xiaoju handle it.
Gu Lu was more concerned about another thing.
[Gu Lu: Brother Yao, has the English version of "The Little Prince" been translated? ]
Asked about this matter, Yao Xiaoju made a phone call.
“Translating Chinese into Japanese should be simpler because of some cultural similarities.” Yao Xiaoju said, “English translation takes more time, so don’t worry, Teacher Gu.”
"Also, Mr. Gu, Burns may come to China to meet you. Let's talk to you about the creation of "The Little Prince"," Yao Xiaoju said.
There is no such procedure for the Japanese translation of the previous works. Is this a profession? Gu Lu also agreed.
The two of them didn’t exchange much greetings, and hung up the phone after finishing talking.
Domestic: First-tier writers
Neon: Second-tier writers
South Korea: No book has been published yet, but it will be soon.
UK: Book in translation.
In summary, the revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to continue to work hard.
Of course, we must work hard to have a healthy body. Gu Lu still goes to bed at eleven o'clock.
If No. 8 Middle School wants to ensure its status as the No. 1 high school in the foggy city, it must rely on its enrollment rate.
Therefore, there is no time to participate in the rich club life except Wednesday afternoon.
However, for clubs with special tasks, such as the Model United Nations to play competitions and the Literary Club to perform.
You can practice at noon and during other students’ lunch breaks.
The place where the literary club contacts at noon is the small auditorium.
The students were a little excited.
I feel that students are very happy because they feel happy when they don’t have to stay in the dormitory.
If you do the same thing with your friends in the club, the pleasure will be doubled.
"Come, come, come and get your things when your name is called." Li Guyuan said.
There were thirty or forty people in the Shuren Literary Club, and it would be troublesome to gather them all, so Li Guyuan directly called them by name.
"What is this? A red button?" "Who gave it to me?" "I remember CC said last time, what is the name of the awesome dancer named after the protagonist?"...
Li Guyuan said, "It's from CC. I wish us success in our performance in a few days."
"It sounds like CC." "Caiwei is very good. Although she quit midway, she does her best to pass on her experience to newcomers." "Caiwei seems to often hide and watch when we practice." "Nope. After all, she has to dance, so she can't do it at the same time. "She came straight to our literary club when she started school. I didn't expect that she would be the first one to quit the club." "What are you talking about? I didn't quit the club," the club members whispered.
Everyone received a copy. Some treated it carefully, some took it casually, and some even flicked it in the air like a coin.
"Stop playing and hurry up. The lunch break is not long." President Zhang Liru said.
The lunch break is not the working time of the instructor Wu Du, so practice also depends on the students' own awareness.
"Please help me." Zhang Liru said to Li Guyuan.
"OK." Li Guyuan gestured, "As before, we are divided into three groups: A, B, and C. Those in group C quickly read the script several times. Group B..."
Tangyuan has withdrawn. Shuren Literary Club started a publication club, but there were too many things in the literary club, so he was asked to help.
The reason why Li Guyuan agreed was mainly because Zhang Liru was beautiful... ahem, because he was eager to help his classmates.
After being arranged in an orderly manner, rehearsals began.
When you do something seriously, time flies by...
Fog City Auditorium Hotel.
This hotel is not the best in decoration and service in Fog City, but it has the biggest background.
Let’s talk about the location directly. The hotel is directly within the Wudu People’s Auditorium complex, which was formerly called the Southwest Administrative Auditorium. The people who presided over the construction were all big shots.
The largest conference room in the Grand Auditorium Hotel was rented today for a study session organized by the Wudu Federation of Literary and Art Circles and the Communist Youth League.
The guests are all presidents or vice presidents of major publishing houses, so the standards of hospitality are quite high.
Two large banners at the entrance of the hotel [Enriching the Wings of Science Popularization, Casting the Roots of Health] [The Third Science Popularization Development Study Conference].
“Brother Yuan’s study session is of a very high standard.” Li Guangshu followed editor-in-chief Mao Yuan.
Maoyuan took out the invitation letter and went to the front desk to check in.
Li Guangshu followed, looking around.
“It’s shocking. The auditorium in Fog City was rated as a 4A tourist attraction several years ago.” Maoyuan said, “But most of the time, you can only take pictures outside. How about, Brother Yuan has some noodles, right?”
"Brother Yuan, my admiration for you is like the endless stream of a river." Li Guangshu said immediately.
The study conference arranged accommodation for the guests. Maoyuan and Li Guangshu lived in a twin room.
Place your luggage initially.
"Brother Yuan, do we want to go for a walk?" Li Guangshu came to Fog City for the first time and wanted to take a walk.
"Go anywhere, I'll take you to meet someone." Maoyuan said.
Who to meet? Li Guangshu was curious. But the editor-in-chief Mao Yuan won’t say anything else.
Come to the hotel’s tea room.
Different from executive lounges in general hotels, the tea room is a small private room that is divided into small rooms. The area is small, the mahogany furniture adds privacy, and it is also suitable for business meetings.
"President Li." Maoyuan greeted.
The man known as President Li is probably in his early fifties, his hair is a bit thin, but he wears glasses, his sitting posture and clothes all show that he is a big shot.
Maoyuan introduced, "President Li, this is Li Guangshu whom I mentioned to you, a particularly talented writer in our magazine."
Talented? Is it stronger than Gu Lu? President Li had such a question in his mind. When he heard about talent now, he thought of Gu Lu. He couldn't help but just chatted with President Jian - he was shown off.
At their current status, if they do not pursue an official career, their basic pursuit becomes "contributing to the domestic publishing industry", and discovering talented writers is an important part.
“This is President Li from our Magic City Literature and Art Publishing House.” Maoyuan said.
Modu Literature and Art Publishing House and "Novel World" are the same as the relationship between Children's Publishing House and "Youth Literature and Art".
"President Li." Li Guangshu greeted immediately with a warm tone.
"Xiao Yichang, right?" President Li remembered that editor-in-chief Mao Yuan said that he had a talent for Yichang.
“Have you brought any works?” President Li said directly without any nonsense.
If the person in front of him is really talented, President Li would not mind helping him.
"Yes, yes, yes." Li Guangshu immediately took out the manuscript.
Judging by Gu Lu's request, President Li thought——
(End of Chapter)