Chapter 37 Why do you want to be interviewed?
Chapter 37 Why do you want to be interviewed?
"When is the interview? Should I prepare?" Gu Lu asked.
"The reporters will be here this afternoon," Teacher Li responded, "and they will all be in school uniforms, so there's nothing to prepare."
Seriously speaking, the original owner liked the school uniform very much, because apart from the school uniform, there was nothing else to wear, and he didn't have many clothes. At least for him, the school uniform could make up for the difference in clothing between him and his classmates.
"What I mean is, do I need to memorize the script in advance for the interview?" Gu Lu said. He noticed that there were new roses in the vase on Teacher Li's desk, but the table was still as messy as before.
"There is no manuscript, but -" Teacher Li took out a newspaper, "You can take a look at the previous interviews."
Gu Lu flipped open the column, [Junior High School Rising Stars], and the student interviewed in the previous issue was from the bottom of the class in the first year of junior high school, and then entered the top 20 in the third year of junior high school.
The questions were all about sharing learning methods. Gu Lu's mind became much more stable. After thinking about it, it was also true that the official media controlled by the Communist Youth League would not have problems without bottom line.
"But why is this newspaper different from the one I read in elementary school?" Gu Lu turned to the last page, and there were no mini-games. He instantly felt that the Young Pioneers had lost its soul.
“This newspaper originally has several versions, including “Pioneer”, “New Reading and Writing·Grades One and Two”, “New Reading and Writing·Grades Three and Four”, “New Reading and Writing·Grades Five and Six”, “New Reading and Writing·Junior High School Students”, etc., which are specially designed for primary and secondary school students of different ages.” Teacher Li explained.
Oh, Gu Lu saw that the one in his hand was "Pioneer", which was the best-selling one among the eight color publications of the Young Pioneer Newspaper.
“It doesn’t matter if you feel you can’t understand White Deer Plain. As long as you finish reading it, you will understand it sometime when you grow up.”
When Gu Lu was about to leave, Teacher Li added this sentence.
Meeting a good teacher at school can really change your life. Gu Lu responded and left.
Returning to his seat, Gu Lu looked at the newspaper and smiled. His buddy would also appear here in the next issue.
"Why are you grinning like an idiot?" Zhou Lin asked.
Gu Lu told his desk mate that he was going to be interviewed. After all, if he didn't show off at this time, wouldn't it be like walking in the night in fine clothes?
The next second, Zhou Lin's voice drowned out the noise of the whole class, "What? You said you were going to be interviewed by the Young Pioneers?!"
The whole class was quiet.
After a few seconds of silence, the discussion exploded——
"Accept an interview?" "Gu Lu, have you evolved to this level?" "Where is the interview taking place? Can I watch?" "Can you get this treatment for writing a good essay? If I had known this, I would have submitted my article!" and so on.
Gu Lu, who was at the center of the discussion, tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth. But I am so proud of you, let me put my hands on my hips.
He pretended to be nonchalant and said, "It started in the afternoon. It's not a big deal. Don't be so surprised."
"If you think you write good essays, don't waste your talent. You can still participate in high school." Gu Lu stood up and added the submission methods and precautions for the Bing Xin Cup and Ye Shengtao Cup.
This incident shows that ordinary people know very little about many things that can help with their studies.
In fact, there are special competitions in mathematics, chemistry, science, art, and calligraphy. Even geography has the "National Geography Popular Science Knowledge Competition for Little Geography Doctors". If you get a good ranking, you can be specially recruited.
It’s not that teachers don’t tell you about these competitions, but that teachers in many cities themselves are not aware of them.
"I used to think Gu Lu had shifty eyes, but looking at him again now, there is a scholarly air between his brows," said Ren Jie.
"What's so great about that? I've even been interviewed by the TV program 630 every day." Wang Jianhua pouted. 630 is a news program about people's livelihood in the Fog City.
Wang Jianhua did not lie. At that time, there was a fire in the small building next to him, and he was interviewed by reporters as a bystander.
"Mantou, you lose." said Wang Wenjun's desk mate.
"Yes, yes." Bai Xiaohua appeared from nowhere.
"..." Why was Wang Wenjun so speechless? The classroom became much quieter until the bell rang.
In class, Gu Lu was reading a book. He no longer helped others copy homework.
The last class of the morning.
"You haven't forgotten what you promised me, right?" Fan Xiaotian found Gu Lu.
"..." Gu Lu was silent for a few seconds, then responded, "I haven't forgotten. How could I have forgotten?"
Fan Xiaotian didn't notice the strange look on his friend's face; he was very nervous at the moment.
"Don't talk nonsense for a while." Fan Xiaotian said.
Following behind Fan Xiaotian, Gu Lu remembered what it was. Fan Xiaotian had made an appointment with him a week ago. "Accompany me to a place at noon next Tuesday."
Oh, right, what big thing made Xiaotian nervous and excited? Gu Lu suddenly thought, damn, this rebellious son is not going to confess his love? !
Thinking of this, Gu Lu followed behind and looked at them. After an estimated seven or eight minutes, the two of them went around to the grove next to the school. There were no roads in the world, but many people walked.
Walking to the innermost part of the grove, you can see the school wall and the dormitory building of No. 37 Middle School.
The sunlight was cut into small pieces by the lush tree canopy and evenly scattered on the ground and people.
"Which floor does the girl I want to confess my love to live on?" Gu Lu asked.
"Confess?" Fan Xiaotian shouted, "Confess what?"
"Then what are you doing here?" Gu Lu asked puzzledly.
"Ahem..." Fan Xiaotian said, "Come over and say hello."
"?" Gu Lu didn't understand what this mysterious operation was.
Fan Xiaotian suddenly began to wave excitedly. Gu Lu followed his gaze and saw a female classmate with a ponytail hanging clothes on the balcony on the third floor.
When the female student with ponytail saw Fan Xiaotian, she immediately turned back to the dormitory and called her roommate to come out.
Roommate - Gu Lu knew her. After the last flag-raising ceremony, Fan Xiaotian passed by her and looked back at her.
One was on the balcony, the other in the woods, they waved to each other, and then...
"Let's go." Fan Xiaotian put his arm around Gu Lu's shoulders.
No, just a greeting? Gu Lu was still a little confused until they walked out of the grove.
"Which class are you from?" Gu Lu asked.
"Lu Lanyi from Class 1." Fan Xiaotian responded in a low voice.
"Then why are you running over here? You'll see it when the class starts in about an hour." Gu Lu felt that this behavior was a bit like taking off his pants to fart, and asked him to run along with him on purpose.
Fan Xiaotian replied, "One minute during lunch break is more useful than an hour at other times."
Gu Lu turned back and looked at the grove, which was so lush and green that it blocked the school wall.
I remembered a question on the Internet before I traveled through time: why are Chinese girls wearing JK not as pure and pretty as Japanese girls wearing JK?
Nonsense, those Japanese people wearing JK are really students. Gu Lu feels that once you leave school and enter society, your mentality can never go back to the same level. In your student days, you would do a lot of things that seem stupid, but when you recall them, you can't help but smile.
“The only one who can’t fit in is the one who looks like a child but is smarter than an average person—” Gu Lu joked to himself. He told himself that he shouldn’t use an adult’s perspective to comment on students’ affairs. That would sound too fatherly!
(End of this chapter)