Chapter 26 The Worst Class
Chapter 26 The Worst Class
"Storytelling?" The fat boss was confused at first, then suddenly realized, "The novel you wrote on my computer was published?"
Note the emphasis on the fat boss’s words: “on my computer.”
"That's right." Gu Lu nodded. The royalties arrived yesterday, and the courier station mailed five sample copies the day before yesterday.
The fat boss excitedly flipped through the pages, but he heard Gu Lu continue, "I wrote 'The Hole in the Wall' in the New Legend column and 'Good Heart' in the Overseas Stories column."
Hearing the sound, the fat boss looked over and saw the two novels, with [Gu Lu] displayed in the author column.
Even though he had confidence in Gu Lu, the shock on his face did not diminish at all when he learned that his student's work appeared in "Story Club"!
This junior high school student is so terrifying!
"Novel? What novel was published?" Fan Xiaotian on the side immediately interrupted. How could there be something he didn't know about?
Although it was just a few words, Fan Xiaotian also realized that something big seemed to be happening.
"You don't know?" the fat boss explained, "He typed his submission on my computer, and it was then entered into the Story Club."
Flipping through the story of "Kind Heart", the fat boss felt very pleasantly surprised, because this was the first story Gu Lu had written for him, and he also stood behind him and saw him type it word by word with his own eyes.
"Shit, is this true?" Fan Xiaotian wanted to reach out and grab the "Story Club" to take a closer look, but he didn't expect the fat boss to be so agile that he could easily dodge it, so he could only get closer to take a look.
The layout of "Story Club" is too fixed. The words at the beginning of the article are very large, and there is a space "□" and the author's name under the title, which makes it very easy to find. Fan Xiaotian also easily saw "Gu Lu".
"That's amazing. The teacher told me that you were participating in the essay competition, and I was wondering if you would live or die," Fan Xiaotian said, "but I didn't expect that you would be published in the story club in the blink of an eye."
Gu Lu suppressed the corner of his mouth and said, "Keep a low profile."
"Why are you being so low-key? This is really amazing," Fan Xiaotian said. "I remember that Ye Ying from the next class or something, he was so awesome for a long time after one of his essays was selected into some essay book."
"It's time to go." Gu Lu said, it's just the right time to go back now.
"Don't leave now, it's 4 yuan per book, keep the money." The fat boss said, "If I go outside to buy a book, it's also yuan, I can't take your book for free."
"What are you talking about? Fat boss, you always ask me to work ten more minutes. Without your support, I wouldn't be able to complete these works so quickly." Gu Lu said, and led Fan Xiaotian away.
It would be impolite to refuse again. The fat boss looked at the backs of the two men and patted his big belly.
He said, "Look at others. Why can they write articles at such a young age? They are so worldly-wise and don't seem like a junior high school student."
On the way back to school, Fan Xiaotian turned into the leader of the praise group, especially when he knew that seven of Gu Lu's articles had been accepted, he praised them eloquently.
But Xiaotian really has no talent for languages, so all the praises he made were just the same old repetitive sentences.
One more thing, as for "Smash the Piggy", the literary boy hadn't sent the email yet, so the cautious Gu Lu didn't take it into account.
But it’s probably going to happen soon… The Lao Li incident will happen again, which is really troublesome.
Fortunately, Gu Lu was very smart. The last time he printed out Gu's father's ID card, he printed a "stack" of them in case of emergency. After all, his father loved wine and freedom by nature, and it was unknown when he would return home next time.
"Gulu, is that sample issue still available?" Fan Xiaotian asked.
"There are two or three more." Gu Lu nodded and left one for the original owner's sister, Gu Jiayu. After she got the phone, she sent a lot of messages. [Brother, Mom said she missed you today][Uncle Xiao's child Xiao Yang is not obedient at all and likes to confuse right and wrong][He doesn't help with housework when he comes home. Mom said he is far worse than you]...
These are selected from many short messages.
I have to say that I believed my sister's comfort, and I even said that I was deceiving myself. Yes, that's right, I obviously knew that my mother didn't like me, but I still found all kinds of reasons for her in my heart.
False hope is more heartbreaking than despair, but then again, if it weren't for false hope, the original body might not even have the courage to continue living...so it's difficult for Gu Lu to evaluate.
But one thing is certain, Gu Jiayu has always wanted to make the relationship between the two people closest to her better...
So leave one copy for the original sister. As for the parents, Gu Lu thinks they don’t deserve it.
"Can you give me two copies? I'll go home and show them to my parents so they can see how awesome you are," said Fan Xiaotian.
No, this logic is a bit wrong, isn't it? Gu Lu looked at Fan Xiaotian. If you take this back to show your parents, you really won't say, "Look at Gu Lu, you get along so well with him, others can publish articles, and look at you, you can't even get 150 points (out of ) in Chinese." Is that right?
"That's no problem." Gu Lu thought about it and agreed.
"I must let them see how powerful my best friend is." said Fan Xiaotian.
As he was talking, Fan Xiaotian suddenly remembered something and looked grim. He asked solemnly, "Today, I had a bottle of Coke, a bowl of hot and sour noodles, plus you treated me to playing games, that's almost ten yuan, right? Did you save enough for living expenses?"
Oh, you are lucky enough to have a conscience, but the problem is that you have already eaten, played games, and drank. If there is really a problem, what's the point of saying this now?
"It's okay. The royalties are still several hundred yuan," said Gu Lu.
"Wow, can you make so much money by writing novels? Hundreds of dollars!" Fan Xiaotian was envious. His family conditions were pretty good, but he didn't have more than fifty yuan on him.
As for the New Year’s money, it’s so funny, my mother saved it.
Knowing that his good friend had earned so much money, Fan Xiaotian became quite silent and no one knew what he was thinking.
Maybe he was thinking about whether he should try it himself, or maybe he was a little envious. After all, he was afraid that his brothers would suffer and even more afraid that his brothers would drive a Land Rover. A few hundred dollars was equivalent to a Land Rover in junior high school.
There is no mind reading ability, so the details are unclear.
In the afternoon, Xu Meili, who had been hospitalized for more than half a month, returned to the classroom, and several female classmates who were close to her congratulated her.
Then the English teacher, Mr. Tai, nicknamed Tai Bucktooth, said a classic quote that has been passed down for a long time, "You are the worst class I have ever taught!"
Gu Lu felt relieved when he heard the teacher say this again. After all, American five-star general MacArthur once said: There is never a truly worst class, because there will always be young people.
While Teacher Tai was speaking, Teacher Li suddenly appeared at the classroom door, interrupting the gushing emotions.
Teacher Li had a look of joy that was hard to conceal. He said, "Teacher Tai, I have something urgent to tell you. Can you spare a moment?"
Upon hearing that it was an urgent matter, Teacher Tai gave up the podium and answered Teacher Li with practical actions.
"Gu Lu represented our No. 2012 Middle School in the Ye Shengtao Cup National Middle School New Composition Competition." Teacher Li said, "Congratulations to Gu Lu for winning the first prize in Sichuan and Chongqing!"
(End of this chapter)