Chapter 337: Taking Care of Your Emotions
It was late at night, Professor Xiahou should have gone to bed, Gu Lu thought so, because he went to bed after sending out the manuscript.
Professor Xia Hou is proofreading the manuscript. As a professor at Shanghai Jiao Tong University and leading the cultural exchange group next March, there are really a lot of things to do every day.
So he often stayed up until eleven or twelve o'clock.
Think about Professor Xiahou’s age, he is only fifty-three, how can he sleep at this age? Isn’t it the age for academic struggle?
"Finally sent it, it's really hard work." Professor Xiahou sighed when he saw the new message in the mailbox.
Professor, I think Gu Lu must have worked hard on this article. For more than half a month, after school, he revised the article until late every day, crafting it carefully.
The title of the article is "The Battle for Antarctica".
To show respect, Professor Xiahou even sat in a straighter posture.
[There are no secrets in the world looked down upon in the twentieth century. All lands have been explored, and ships plow the waves of the farthest oceans. A free and cheerful region that was unknown a generation ago now servilely serves the needs of Europe. Ships are sailing at full speed towards the long-sought source of the Nile... The last virgin forests on both sides of the Amazon have been thinned, and the only The door of the snow area, the place where women are welcome, has also been knocked open. ]
Serving Europe servilely.
The Amazon is thinly logged.
Looking at the title, Professor Xia Hou knew what Gu Lu was going to write about, and murmured to himself: "The first to sail the Northwest Passage, the first to reach the South Pole, Roald Amundsen."
Amundsen is considered a national hero by the Norwegians and is very respected, so it is very inappropriate to write about him.
Compared with the "immortal fugitive" who wrote about Spain earlier.
In just a few words, he criticized Europe, America and humanity. As soon as Professor Xiahou started to read, he nodded frequently and used some special words, "Blue Star has one final mystery. Her shyness is hidden in front of the eyes of the world. This is the two figures on her dismembered and tortured body. A very small place that has not been poisoned by human greed - the Antarctic and the North Pole. "
For humans, exploring this planet is a great achievement. But for Blue Star's mother, it was hurt.
"This is the big perspective." Professor Xiahou was very happy because he felt the same quality as the immortal escapee.
Also lit, because there are two ships sailing to the Antarctic in the article: one commanded by the Norwegian Amundsen, and one commanded by the British naval captain Scott.
The two heroes compete!
The professor thought, did the two ships set off at the same time? Professor Xiahou was not familiar with British history, so he didn't pay attention.
But what happened next in the article surprised him because the main perspective was that of a British person.
It tells the story of how Scott's family bid farewell to their family, warmth and sun for their ideals.
"Writing in the form of Scott's diary, is this a special writing technique?"
With doubts, Professor Xiahou continued to read.
I have to say that this story is very good, describing all the difficulties faced by a bunch of people in Scott.
As we go deeper into the polar regions, we have less and less food on our bodies, and the mileage we can walk every day also becomes less and less. To the rear, all the ponies carrying supplies died on the Beardsmore Glacier.
What is the strength that supports the Scott Five? Be the first to conquer a zone on the planet that has no owner yet.
We are only 150 kilometers away from the pole and we can’t hold on to the end.
There are still 137 kilometers away from the pole, and the journey is extremely difficult.
Walk another 94 kilometers to reach the Pole!
Only 70 kilometers, 50 kilometers left...
As we get to the back, our bodies become more tired, but Scott and others are very excited.
Professor Xia Hou nodded. He had a similar mood when he was proofreading the manuscript. When there are still ten thousand words left, my heart feels dead. There are still eight thousand words left, and the pace is so slow that I can no longer hold on. After 5,000 words, the spirit suddenly reversed, and even finally calibrated to 2,000 words, the speed was even faster.
Bowers, one of the Scott Five, saw a small black dot in the endless white when he was only a few kilometers away from the pole.
It wasn't a reflection or anything else.
It was Amundsen's tent, the Antarctic pole that had not been spied on for thousands of years, that was visited twice in a very short period of time.
They are late: for humans, first means everything, but second means nothing.
The despair is palpable, and the article summarizes it in just one sentence, "Everything seen here is no different from the eerie monotony of the last few days."
Too cruel .
"Even though I don't understand Britain, the situation of Scott and his team is very dangerous."
Indeed, when advancing to the Pole, Scott and his friends realized that they were doing something immortal When your body can no longer support it, your will will take you out of the siege.
But now there is no will...
Professor Xiahou already has bad guesses in his mind.
Evans went insane and died. Oates lost his thumb due to freezing and couldn't keep up with the team and committed suicide - "I'll go for a walk, maybe stay outside for a while."
All of them, including Scott, died. No one survived. Their bodies, diaries, and letters were discovered half a year later.
There are letters written by Scott to his wife, his son, and his motherland. The ending is not to defend his death and failure, but to "please take care of my relatives." "
Alas, humans only know what is most precious to them when they lose everything, Professor Xiahou thought to himself.
Poets sometimes create this kind of tragedy, the most magnificent of all tragedies in all eternity, but life has created such tragedies thousands of times.
This is the end of the full text!
"This is a magnificent and great tragedy, completely comparable to "The Immortal Fugitive", and the conception is not bad."
"The breathtaking short story talent is not as good as Maupassant or Chekov when they were young. Ah... No, is there something wrong?”
Detached from the emotions in the book, Professor Xiahou’s IQ has reached a high point again.
“It’s not about Britain, but we’re going to write about Norway! There must be something I didn’t understand.”
Professor Xia Hou just thought he didn’t understand it, and he didn’t think it was Gu Lu has a problem.
Look, what a sense of trust this is!
Rereading the article again, Professor Xia Hou seemed to understand it, and he also understood the questions asked on WeChat.
“The idea of this article exceeds that of “The Immortal Fugitive” to some extent.”
“To actually describe Amundsen in this way, if it weren’t for me Reading it again, I didn’t expect it at all.”
A short story that wraps up two stories. The first level is a superficial tribute to the second place, and the deeper second level is a tribute to both Scott and Amundsen.
As for how it was done specifically... the students in the optical text "The Great Tragedy" on Earth couldn't notice it because it was deleted.
“With it, the cultural exchange group also has a good show to watch. I will definitely be confused the first time I watch it.” Professor Xia Hou smiled, and it felt very reasonable at the same time, because he knew from the newspaper , Gu Lu has currently published two books in the UK, and both have sold well.
Not much to say, Professor Xia Hou is preparing to translate "The Battle for Antarctica"... Just after translating two lines, he suddenly realized that it was too late.
Tomorrow, I will translate it tomorrow. By the way, I will go to Director Zhao and finalize the exchange list.
Since we are talking about Section Chief Qu, I must say that Section Chief Qu recently criticized Professor Liu. Oh, he is the person in charge of the French cultural exchange group next year.
The average age of the exchange list submitted by Professor Liu was fifty-six years old. Referring to this year's Spanish exchange conference, even if you exclude Gu Lu who pulled the data, the average age is only 41.
"The list was still returned?" Professor Liu rubbed his temples and said that the official would not interfere with the list. It was all bullshit. The good member list was sent back twice.
“You have experience only if you have qualifications. Only if you have experience can you participate in large-scale activities representing the country without problems.” Professor Liu’s soliloquy seemed to be an affirmation of himself.
“Still younger...”
The next day, Professor Liu sent another list to Director Zhao.
The characters on the list have been changed to the point where they cannot be changed, because they all have qualifications and experience, especially the former. There were only two of them in the office.
Director Zhao scanned it once and pressed the manuscript on the desktop. Picking up a cup of tea, he took a few sips.
Trouble! Professor Liu has interacted with Director Zhao of the United Front Department a lot, and is familiar with each other's habits. Drinking two mouthfuls of water before speaking means that there will be a lot of words to beep next, so he can accumulate energy in advance.
“Originally, I shouldn’t have any opinions on the list chosen by Professor Liu, because Professor Liu is a professional.” Director Zhao said.
I have heard the same words many times, and each time I feel a different degree of impatience. Professor Liu quickly said, "There are always omissions in one person's ideas. As the saying goes, one person is short-term and two people are long-term. I am very much looking forward to Director Zhao's suggestions to make the list more complete."
"On behalf of China, celebrate The literary exchange group for the establishment of diplomatic relations between China and France needs old comrades to be present, but it also needs to show the strength of our young people to foreign countries," Director Zhao said.
"Teacher Jiang Shi is only forty years old this year and can definitely be considered a young writer." Professor Liu immediately said, Jiang Shi is also the vice president of the Youth Federation, so why is he not considered a young writer?
Okay, hints are useless, Director Zhao has played his cards right, "Yesterday I had a chat with Mr. Dubot, the French Ambassador to China. He liked and praised Gu Lu's work "The Little Prince". Dibo" Mr. Bo believes that the little prince’s thinking about the world has many similarities with French literature and philosophy.”
Although ambassadors from various countries have a certain understanding of Chinese culture, they still read relatively few Chinese books. Dibo watched the English version of The Little Prince.
The proportion of French people who can speak English is relatively high in Europe. In later generations, there were so many people who knew English that it even led to the creation of the "Association for the Protection of the French Language". Because too many French people use English and ignore the writing of their own country.
"Mr. Dibo has nothing to do with this exchange meeting, but his words have certain reference value. What do you think? Professor Liu." Director Zhao said.
Oh, I want to give Gu Lu a back door again!
Professor Liu said, "Mr. Dibo's words are of reference value. But Director Zhao, we have too many domestic talents in this field. Old comrades are also waiting to add glory to the country."< br>
Director Zhao is also an old Jianghu. According to the translation professor, there is someone as good and suitable as Gu Lu for this job. In this case, should we take care of the emotions of our old comrades?
It made sense, Director Zhao didn't force it anymore, because he really had to take care of it.
"In this case, then the list is finalized." Director Zhao said, "I also very much look forward to our Chinese literature having an excellent dialogue with French literature and the exchange of Spanish culture. Same.”
This year’s cultural exchange group for the establishment of diplomatic relations between China and the West, the Western exchange team and cultural department sent letters praising "The Immortal Fugitive" and "To Federico", especially the former. Director Zhao's request is that next year cannot be weaker than this year.
“We can do it even if we try our best. Everyone and I are confident.” Professor Liu responded, directly accepting the decision on everyone’s behalf.
Professor Liu is really confident. Jiang Shi on the list once studied in Paris. Mei Sheng is on the list, his works have been translated into French, and he even won the Renault Literary Award.
He didn't know what Flying Dragon Riding Face was, but he knew that it was all talented people who won this round.
This matter has come to an end.
Day after day, it is rainy, and the heavy downpour makes it difficult to see the way forward. I always think of something to do after the rain stops.
It was December 16th when the weather cleared up. It had been a week and a half since the "Bauhinia Incident", and the storm had gradually subsided.
But the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development is a little different from before. The Confrontation Law Section is very tight. Because it is scary enough if this kind of thing happens once. In addition, the new second-in-command in the department understands how his predecessor ended up. In order not to make the same mistake again, he must strictly control it.
Originally, the quality law department did not have a high priority within the department, but now it has been mentioned to the first echelon. According to what the leader said, "If you don't care about people's complaints, how can you serve the people?"
Regardless of whether it is empty talk, calling to complain is really useful now. Did Gu Lu inadvertently do something good for the people of Wudu?
Gu Lu is relatively quiet at school. After all, the whole school knows that he is a very low-key person.
Okay—actually, the grandparents in the community are too enthusiastic. Communicating with others consumes one's own energy, and Gu Lu is also very tired. He is a typical person who eats soft things but not hard things. He is given fruits and asked to eat, and he is very enthusiastic and does not want them.
Fortunately, their enthusiasm was gradually weakening, and Gu Lu lay on the table.
"You are smart, Zhulu, please help me come up with ideas." Li Guyuan said, "What exactly is He Yan thinking?"
Emotional problems? Although Gu Lu was single from his previous life to this life, the military advisor had never been to the battlefield personally. Moreover, he had a lot of life experience, so he thought he could provide some small experience.
"Tell me about it?" Gu Lu used his palms to hold up his head on the table.
"Didn't I prepare to confess my love before, but I was rejected?" Li Guyuan first gave a summary of the previous situation.
Isn’t that the answer you made up in your own head? Gu Lu thought silently.
Li Guyuan continued, "We haven't spoken to each other for a long time, but a few days ago she asked me to take her home again, and she took the initiative to talk to me in the past two days. It changed very suddenly, and she was completely like I was a different person before.”
“I won’t move if the enemy doesn’t move, do you understand?” Gu Lu said.
“Can you speak human language?”
“You just agree to wait and see and see what the other party’s next move is before we make a move.”
“It makes sense.”
"And then..."
The ringing of the school bell interrupted Gu Lu's teaching experience, and he still had more to say, "After school is over at noon, we will go home together, and I will talk to you more."
Actually, why didn't the two of them think about whether their female classmates also found a military advisor...
The afternoon in the classroom was harder than the morning. It felt like it was time to finish school at noon.
Generally speaking, Gu Lu would either go to the social office or go home during lunch. He would just eat and drink, so he would not go with Li Guyuan.
Today is different.
On the way, Gu Lu began to teach the military adviser's experience again.
"Wait, I almost forgot to talk to you. I want to buy a magazine." Gu Lu took a few steps back and came to the newsstand. Magazines such as "Reader", "Yilin", "Story Club" and "Youth Digest" placed in the pavilion occupy the most conspicuous positions.
"Honey, please give me the latest Youth Digest." Gu Lu took out the money.
“I used to come here often to buy magazines, but why haven’t I come here recently? Did I fail in the exam and have less pocket money?” The newsstand aunt’s latest purchase is this year. Gu Lu came here often to buy last year, mainly because he submitted to many publications at that time.
"Hahaha, ma'am, you have such a good memory." Gu Lu said.
"That's for sure. I have been operating here for more than ten years and I rely on my good memory." The newsstand aunt said, "If you want to buy it, buy it quickly. Maybe you will be in trouble if you want to buy it in half a year."
Gu Lu instantly realized what the other party meant and nodded in agreement.
There are fewer and fewer newsstands. From 2008 to this year, at least tens of thousands of them have been demolished across the country. Especially in the cities where the policy is prioritized, there are thousands of closures in Sijiu City, more than 700 in Pengcheng, more than 500 in Magic City, and more than 300 in Fog City.
“The newsstands at my house have all been converted into breakfast shops. I heard the boss said for a while that they can’t even sell breakfast.” Li Guyuan also talked about this matter.
"The newsstand will probably be demolished in the future," Gu Lu said.
In the future, you will have to go to a bookstore to buy magazines? Li Guyuan blurted out, "That's too troublesome."
"In the future, I will go to the bookstore to buy it, or order online." Gu Lu said, "There are more entertainment activities, and fewer people read magazines."< br>
It makes sense. In the first decade of the 21st century, it was really the grand occasion of magazines. Later, the Internet... Thinking of this, Li Guyuan suddenly sighed. He didn't know whether he was sighing for the magazine or for himself. Sigh when the time comes.
Walking towards home, Li Guyuan suddenly became silent.
When passing by a zebra crossing where there was no need to wait for traffic lights, Li Guyuan suddenly said, "Then I will work hard and write a long book and publish it."
"Short stories can also be published." Gu Lu said.
Li Guyuan shook his head, "It is too difficult to publish short stories. You are so good at short stories, but you have only published one collection of short stories. I am not good at it."
"By the way, Gulu, what are you doing? Suddenly bought "Youth Digest", there are articles published in this issue?" Li Guyuan changed the subject. According to his understanding of his friends, he would only buy magazines where his articles were published.
“There are two articles.” Gu Lu handed the magazine to the person next to him.
My creativity is so strong, but fortunately I have no intention of competing. Li Guyuan thought to himself that when he picked up the magazine, he didn't even need to turn to the catalog. Among the three or four short stories recommended on the cover, two works by Gu Lu are among them.
“Rocket Man and that tree, are they all science fiction?” Li Guyuan looked at Rocket Man. Because judging from the name, the former is more interesting.
(End of this chapter)