Chapter 60 Showy Operation
Chapter 60 Showy Operation
Father Gu took a shower and left his cell phone outside.
Most of the houses in old neighborhoods do not have the concept of dry and wet separation, and most of them are squat toilets when they are decorated, so you need to cover the "pit" when taking a shower, otherwise the space is small and the soap in your hand can easily fall into the hole.
After about seven or eight minutes, he walked out of the bathroom and put on his friend's clothes.
"Old Gu!" Father Gu was wet, and before he could wipe himself dry, he was startled by the long-haired cat's dry howl.
He asked: "What's the matter?"
"The liar you mentioned just now kept calling, and I couldn't help but answer the call to curse him..." Changmao shook his bangs that were covering his eyes back, "I picked up the call and found out that Director Hu was not a liar, he was really the admissions director of Wudu No. 8 Middle School."
"The enrollment phone number can be found on the official website of No. 8 Middle School." Chang Mao said, "It seems that your Gu Lu won the first place in the country in writing, and was recommended to No. 8 Middle School!"
"??"
Gu's father's mind was full of questions. How could his child, who had no talent for learning, be admitted? By the way, the best essay writer in the country? I think I heard the child say that he won a prize for his essay.
"Hurry up and call them back. By the way, we must all drink tonight!" Changmao was very happy. He didn't know that No. 8 Middle School was the best school in Fog City, but he knew that winning the first place in the national essay competition was very impressive. In this case, they had to drink tonight.
……
"Principal Liu is really a bitch." Gu Lu muttered. He took out the books he bought in elementary school, such as "Robinson Crusoe", "Childhood" and "How the Steel Was Tempered". The "Robinson Crusoe" and "How the Steel Was Tempered" books were the juvenile editions, with some of the content cut out.
The micro-management principal is capable of doing things, unlike the micro-management masters in history who always made things more harmful than helpful. Principal Liu has very good taste. When graduation is approaching, every teacher and student in the school "shares" three books to set up a campus library corner.
You have to know that there are more than a thousand people in the school. Regardless of whether the books are repeated or not, more than 3,000 books are more than enough for a junior high school library.
"The job is done and no money is spent. I'm very happy." Gu Lu saw the books contributed by other classmates - "Gulliver's Travels", "The Lives of Famous People", "Camel Xiangzi", etc., all of which are well-known classics.
"Jane Eyre?" Gu Lu saw the book donated by his deskmate and decided to show off his profound knowledge. "The translation of this book is very good."
"Ah?" Zhou Lin didn't react.
"For this book Jane Eyre, the translator translated the heroine and the title as Jane Eyre, which was a stroke of genius," said Gu Lu. "If it were a literal translation, it should be Jane Eyre. Look, the artistic conception is gone."
"Also, the earliest translated title of this book should be "The Story of an Orphan Girl", isn't that interesting?"
Ready! Gu Lu was ready to accept the admiring gaze of his deskmate.
"Oh, that's amazing. Then who translated the name Jane Eyre?" Zhou Lin asked.
"..." This touched upon Gu Lu's blind spot in knowledge. In fact, like the vast majority of Internet geeks, he knew a lot of different things, but they were not specialized.
Gu Lu changed the subject and said, "Hey, Zhang Yudong actually brought a complete set of The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes."
"That's nothing." Zhou Lin said, "Wang Han brought a set of Ming history."
Wang Han is the friend of the poor student mentioned earlier, a student who is very interested in history. The History of Ming Dynasty has over 3 million words!
After being fooled, Gu Lu just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard, "By the way, who translated the name Jane Eyre?"
"Hehe, I'll go take a look at Sherlock Holmes. I'm quite interested in it." Gu Lu stood up. He really wanted to go take a look. There was still a mystery novel that had not been compiled. Sherlock Holmes was related to mystery, so maybe he could think of some novels if he went to take a look.
He didn't notice that a sly smile appeared on his deskmate's face. The girl with super strength did it on purpose.
"I read 'A Study in Scarlet' several times." Gu Lu said.
"Do you like it?" Zhang Yudong took out a copy of "The Sign of Four" from his schoolbag very straightforwardly. "I read this one first, and then I thought it was good, so I asked my dad to buy me the whole set. This one is for you." "Gu Lu, don't refuse me." Zhang Yudong said.
What a domineering boss's quotes? Before Gu Lu could say anything, he heard Zhang Yudong's words.
He said, "This is a gift from our Park Alliance. If you don't want it, I'm donating it anyway."
Earlier, Zhang Yudong proposed the park alliance to stroll around the streets more often. Even though Gu Lu did not agree to join and had not strolled with them at noon since the last time, Zhang Yudong treated Gu Lu as his own.
Having said that, Gu Lu accepted the gift while thinking about what gift to give in return.
Before he could figure it out, the golden finger touched again -
【Sherlock Holmes really exists】【Twilight Elegy】【Wise and Beautiful】
A new synthesis sequence! The previous reasoning has not yet come to a conclusion, and a new one has come out.
"Thank you." Gu Lu thanked him.
Seeing his ally accept the book, Zhang Yudong was very satisfied. He opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by the female voice next to him, "Where's my pen cap?!"
The conversation between the two ended, and he would not get involved in the subsequent feuds of the "Foreign Legion".
Gu Lu returned to his seat with "The Sign of Four", and the key words showed the advantage of a large reading volume.
Perhaps Gu Lu already had an idea of what the work that triggered this time was. He thought, "It's a good work. I remember it was adapted into a TV series. It can be said to be the strongest secondary novel of Sherlock Holmes."
When Gu Lu returned home from school, he just opened the door and smelled the familiar smell of alcohol.
As we walked in, we saw Gu's father sitting upright, like a sculpture in a temple, and the atmosphere he created was solemn and serious.
If it were an ordinary child, seeing the serious expressions of his parents, he would definitely be scared and tremble.
But Gu Lu was unmoved. He said, "I'm back," put down his schoolbag, started washing rice and cooking, leaving his father aside.
"You were admitted to No. 8 Middle School? Why didn't you tell me? Have you grown wings?" There was anger in Gu's father's words.
"You want me to take care of such a small matter as studying? Can't you handle it yourself?!" Gu Lu said in a controlled tone. Seeing Gu's father's puzzled expression, he continued to add, "This is what my father told me."
"..." Father Gu was speechless for a few seconds, but he continued to speak confidently, "Getting into high school is not a small matter. I have already discussed it with Director Hu of the admissions office. You should have called me in advance to tell me about this, otherwise I would have thought you were a liar."
"I can't get through." Gu Lu said, "If I'm lucky, I can call dad twenty times and only get through once. I want to."
“But the conditions are not there.” Gu Lu spread his hands. His current expression should be similar to an emoticon package [I know, being excluded is my destinyJPG].
"I'm very busy at work, so I don't have time to answer the phone... to make a phone call." Father Gu said stutteringly, "But you can leave a message, and the old man will reply when he sees it."
"Ah? So dad can read text messages? I thought he didn't have the habit of reading messages." Gu Lu seemed to know something strange.
To be honest, Mr. Gu really doesn't have the habit of reading text messages because there are too many spam messages.
I opened the text messages on my mobile phone and saw a number with the note "Yao'er". The last time it sent a text message was more than two months ago.
[Dad, I feel chest tightness and feel very uncomfortable.]
(End of this chapter)