Chapter 93 Yesterday's Park
Chapter 93 Yesterday's Park
I have been writing for several days. Gu Lu had to make some minor changes to the details while writing, so I couldn't think about anything else.
When we were chatting before, Gu Lu was thinking about where to submit the short story collection he had just drawn? Owl Man can submit mystery, no problem.
But what about those horror stories and "Yesterday's Park", which was praised as the best story in Japan in 2005? Gu Lu decided to ask the knowledgeable President Jian later.
Gu Lu, who reads books every day, did not read today. He finished the manuscript in more than an hour. His handwriting was not very good, but at least it was clear.
Use your mobile phone to take photos of a few pages of the manuscript, add attachments, and send them to President Jian via email.
[I suddenly got an inspiration while playing badminton. President Jian, what magazine should I publish this type of article in?]
After finishing all this, Gu Lu went to sleep. In addition, the messages sent to President Jian and Editor Han were replied. President Jian reported the publication date of "The Little Prince", which was in November.
Because patriotic and historical books sell better in October, they are released in November, and then resources are allocated to promotion during Christmas.
Editor Han said that the entire editorial department attaches great importance to "Mr. Holmes", but it depends on the first feedback, which is also the rule of the editorial department.
The next day, Gu Lu got up earlier than usual because he had to be on duty.
This was his first time to eat breakfast in the cafeteria of No. 8 Middle School. To be fair, it was not as delicious as the one in the cart downstairs. But for free food, why would you need a bicycle?
"Gu Lu, have you finished writing the manuscript? If not, I'll come back at noon." Early in the morning, Wan Bai, the president of Shu Ren Literary Society, stood at the door of Class 10, and no one knew how long he had been waiting.
"Since we have plenty of time, if there are any problems with the manuscript, you can ask the instructor to revise it." Gu Lu handed the manuscript of "Yesterday's Park" to Wan Bai.
Why did I have to email the manuscript to President Jian overnight? It was also to preserve evidence. The other party might not steal the manuscript, but we should be on guard against it.
Wan Bai definitely had never thought about plagiarizing manuscripts. Ever since he learned about Gu Lu's true identity from his instructor, he has been concentrating on currying favor with him.
"Thank you. I'll show it to my instructor at noon. I think there will be no problem." Wan Bai thanked him sincerely. The other person was not a member of the literature club at all, but he wrote such a script. He was simply a male Bodhisattva who saved people from suffering!
He trotted away, probably because he hadn't eaten breakfast in the cafeteria yet.
His passion for club activities is completely different from Gu Lu, who joined the basketball club for ulterior motives.
Anyway, they are all adapted from the stories of Strange Tales of the World, and I just happened to put the works together last weekend.
The story of Yesterday's Park is so good, but it was filmed twice by Shiqi! Once from the male and female perspectives.
In fact, it was almost the same as Gu Lu thought. Wan Bai did not go to the cafeteria. He came out of the dormitory early in the morning and went straight to Class 10 of Grade .
"Yesterday's Park?" Wan Bai read the manuscript while eating. The story began with a father and son playing badminton in Tianchen Park.
The reading process was interrupted by a girl, Zhang Liru, who asked, "Wan Bai, have you prepared the story for our school anniversary performance this year?"
Zhang Liru is currently a student in Class 3 of Grade . If there were such a thing as a school belle in No. Middle School, she would definitely be a strong contender.
She was very tall, about the same height as Lü Ping, over 1.75 meters. To be honest, it was quite rare for a high school girl to be this tall in the southwest region, and she was half a head taller than Qi Caiwei.
She is currently the vice president of Shu Ren Literary Society. If nothing unexpected happens, she will be the president next year.
"There are some clues, but we still have to wait for our instructor to take a look at the details." Wan Bai responded.
"Who did you hire as foreign aid? You and Teacher Wu are so secretive and neither of you is willing to say anything." Zhang Liru asked.
"It's not mysterious, I just don't know if the foreign aid will agree," Wan Bai said, "I want to ask for their opinion."
"Which class of students would not agree to Teacher Wu's invitation?" Zhang Liru was surprised. This year, the literature club's stage play must be original by students, which is the principle, so the external aid must also be a student, otherwise it would violate the school's regulations.
Shouldn't it be something worth showing off that a work can be rehearsed into a stage play? Zhang Liru couldn't understand it.
"More powerful than Marble and Rourou?" The two names mentioned by Zhang Liru were the core members of the literature club and had experience in magazine publishing. Originally, the task of writing the story this time fell on these two people, but the content was not up to standard and was rejected by the instructor Wu Du.
"They are so much better." Wan Bai said, "Then they are not on the same channel. It's unfair to Rourou and the others if you compare them like this."
"Huh?" The vice president's eyes were filled with confusion. How could she not know that there was such an amazing person in No. 8 Middle School?
"You'll find out at the freshman activity meeting this afternoon," Wan Bai said.
Okay, Zhang Liru said she will wait and see.
Let’s talk about what happened in Class 10 in the morning. The class monitor Lu Yi solicited opinions from the whole class. After voting, they unanimously agreed to go outside to find a technician to repair it.
There was no time to lose, the air conditioner could not wait for anyone, so Lu Yi asked a classmate who was a day student to find a reliable air conditioner repairman.
Also in the morning, Wan Bai squeezed out time from between his fingernails and handed the manuscript to his instructor.
"Teacher Wu, this is what Gu Lu wrote. Do you think it's okay?" Wan Bai said, "If there's anything I need to revise, I'll go talk to Gu Lu right away."
Very good, then let this veteran author with more than ten years of experience take a look at the value of being a resident author of the two magazines, “Literary Youth” and “Years·Mystery”!
The story begins with the child Zhou Ning and his father Zhou Lu playing badminton in a very old park. However, because the ball flew into a tree branch, Zhou Ning, who didn't play enough, asked his father for money to go to the stationery store to buy a new ball.
There are some foreshadowings in the beginning, such as the park is haunted and someone has seen a dead person.
Why is it called a foreshadowing? Because Zhou Lu knew that it was not a ghost, but just the magical power of the park.
The story line slides very smoothly to the time when Zhou Lu was still a student.
At that time, Zhou Lu was playing table tennis with his best friend. Halfway through, his friend smashed the ball too hard and it flew onto the path outside. Zhou Lu ran over to pick up the ball.
The two played for a while and then went home, but three hours later, Zhou Lu received the news that his good friend had been hit and killed by a car.
"The story is getting interesting." Teacher Wu looked at Wan Bai and suddenly remembered, "The ten minutes between classes are about to end. Go back to class first. I'll tell you my opinion next class."
"It's okay, Teacher Wu. I have already asked for leave from the teacher of next class. It's no problem. You can take a look first." Wan Bai said.
It was totally unnecessary. Wu Du also found that the students in this club were too serious. He said, "Wan Bai, the teacher knows that you are very responsible, but class is more important."
"Teacher Wu, I won't be able to participate in club activities next semester." Wan Bai said, "So this school anniversary is my last organizational work, I want to complete it better. As for studying, I will work hard next semester!"
You can still participate in school club activities in the first semester of senior year, but club activities will have nothing to do with you in the second semester. Generally speaking, the president will quit the club and the vice-president will be promoted.
Wan Bai did not tell the complete truth, after all, it is difficult for students to open up to their teachers, but his intention to make the event a success was mostly genuine.
"Okay," Teacher Wu said, "find a stool and sit down."
Instructor Wu Du continued to watch, and the best Neon story of 2005 would only show its power later!
(End of this chapter)