Chapter 129 Demoted to "Commoner"

Chapter 129 Demoted to "Commoner"

Chapter 129 Demoted to "Commoner"

"Genius Writer Gu Lu Grows Through Setbacks"

——Faced with the rejection of "Mengya", he chose to face the difficulties

The main title is nothing special, similar to the Young Pioneers, China Youth Daily and other newspapers for students, they all like setbacks and growth, but what the hell is the subtitle?

Qi Bian looked panicked, especially the word "Gu Lu" brought back bad memories for him, "Moonstone" and "Yesterday's Park"...

Judging from the content, Gu Lu, a writer who was thought to be unknown, now has his writing experience shown to the editor Qi Bian - a professional writer with award-winning compositions and a machine for producing wonderful short stories.

The Young Pioneers newspaper finally achieved good value. [After Gu Lu’s persistence and hard work, he successfully signed a contract with Youth Digest through two articles. In short, we should allow students to fail, take failure as an opportunity, and correctly cultivate the spirit of facing difficulties, daring to try, and not being arrogant when winning or discouraged when losing.]
"?" Isn't the value you summarized too far-fetched?

"Editor-in-chief, I..." People's first reaction when encountering a problem is always to make excuses for themselves. For example, Qi Bian wanted to say that "Youth Digest" and "Mengya" have different tones.

But we dare not say that Youth Digest is not as good as Mengya, because that excuse would be too exaggerated.

"I have a good relationship with the deputy editor-in-chief of Youth Digest, Qu Minghong," said the editor-in-chief of Sprout. "You should have heard of the name of Old Qu, right?"

Qi Bian must be familiar with Qu Minghong's name. He has been nominated for the National Outstanding Young and Middle-aged Book Editor Award. Although it is just a nomination, this award has actually existed for 20 to 30 years and has only been held five times in total. Those who can be nominated can be considered elites in the publishing industry.

"Let me tell you about Lao Qu's comments on "Moonstone" and "Yesterday's Park." Editor-in-Chief Mengya said, "They are not at the level of student works at all. In fact, I would like to say that these are not stories that ordinary writers can write. In terms of the content of the story, the fluency of the writing, and the interest of the writing, they are impeccable in three aspects. They are the best works I have seen in the past two years."

Editor-in-Chief Mengya continued, "My little daughter suddenly handed me an ice cream. She told me that she bought it for me with the prize money from the lottery. Then a sentence from Yesterday's Park suddenly flashed through my mind: [Death is like drawing lots at the stationery stand at the school gate. One day you will suddenly win the lottery.] What I conveyed may be different, but the difference is not big. Do you understand what Deputy Editor-in-Chief Qu meant?"

Of course, I understand that if after reading a book, it suddenly reminds you of some fragments in your future life, then there is no doubt that this book is a great success.

"I didn't reject the manuscripts, but there were some problems with the details in these two manuscripts, so I returned them to the authors to revise them and send them back to me." Qi Bian explained quickly.

Hearing this, Editor Mengya's blood pressure rose. Looking at the innocent Qi Bian, he could no longer hold back. "Deputy Editor Qu praised it as a rare masterpiece in the past two years. How good are you? You have to teach writers how to write."

Qi Bian was about to argue, but was interrupted by Mengya Editor-in-Chief, "Many authors have complained about you before, saying that the revision suggestions you provided were too general and they didn't know how to revise them. As the editor-in-chief, I don't even know when Mengya's manuscript requirements became so high. I think you are not suitable for the position of editor-in-charge for the time being. You should first become an assistant editor and learn."

An assistant editor is an editorial assistant, usually an internship position, and it is difficult to get promoted back after falling down. Qi Bian wanted to play the victim, but he couldn't make a sound, because the look in Mengya's editor-in-chief's eyes showed that if he hadn't joined the editorial department for almost five years, he would have fired you directly.

Qi Bian knew that it didn’t matter that many authors complained. What mattered was that because of him, Sprout had lost a talented writer.

Feeling regretful, Qi Bian walked out of the office devastated. He regretted not investigating the author thoroughly before wasting time, and he hit a wall. He regretted even more that he didn't take advantage of the weaker ones. It might take a long time before he has such an opportunity again.

……

Cut it out and keep it, hehe! Gu Jiayu used her pocket money to buy newspapers, including the Fog City Daily and the Young Pioneers Newspaper, and she cut out all the reports about her brother.

"My brother is getting better and better, it's great! To celebrate my brother being in the newspaper, I'm going to eat another ice cream today." The first half of Gu Jiayu's sentence was because she was happy for her brother, and the second half was because she was greedy.

Speaking of which, Miss Gu has been playing with her mobile phone quite frequently recently.

Some people play with their phones more, while others play with them less. After all, according to the law of conservation of energy, there must always be someone who doesn't play with his phone to make money.

Gu Lu was the one who played less, and he actually forgot something important.

The sun was already overhead again, and Gu Lu rushed into the teacher's office to hand in his essay.

"You are the only one left. The rest of the students have already submitted their papers," said Teacher Gao.

The head teacher didn't say anything about the essay contest on wine culture, but he reminded her in both explicit and implicit ways that she must let Gu Lu participate.

"Poetry you wrote?" Teacher Gao's expression changed. Just looking at the things on her desk, you can tell that she has a great interest in poetry.

Generally speaking, the writing competition will have the rule of "any subject matter except poetry", but perhaps there are too many poems related to wine from ancient times to the present, so there is really no "exception" this time.

It's very fluent. Teacher Gao has read "The Loud Shadow" and "Why the Chinese Have National Confidence". This poem is exactly the same and uses many allusions.

The allusion at the beginning is more obvious, but the one later on is more obscure.

[Zhuang literati dared

Someone is driving you crazy
Someone is using you to seize power
Sometimes you are just a prop

Liven up the atmosphere at the negotiation table
[…]
"Seize power? Release military power over a cup of wine?" Teacher Gao took a look and found no problem. "You understand essay writing. If the poem is well written, it will add a lot of points in the essay competition." There were many versions of "Liquid Fire" in its previous life. Because it was rumored online that it was a full-marks essay in the college entrance examination, many of the contents searched on the Internet are revised versions, which have been turned into modern poems with piled-up rhetoric. In fact, the emotions before and after the original version are quite complete.

The original author Liu Deliang has been an editor at newspapers for more than 30 years and has published many things. His writing skills are indeed better than the randomly modified versions on the Internet.

Gu Lu was satisfied after handing in the manuscript, but he still felt uncomfortable staying in the teacher's office.

Returning to the classroom - Damn it, don't hurt innocent people! Gu Lu dodged immediately, fortunately his main function was to increase agility.

Huang Lu was holding a broom and chasing a boy in the class. Gu Lu's impression of Huang Lu was only that she was the younger sister of Zebra Lu Yi, and he was even less familiar with the boy who was chasing her.

This scene seemed familiar, as if I had experienced it in junior high school. Was it Zhang Yudong and that someone? Gu Lu had forgotten the name of the girl holding the broom.

"Chasing with a broom, is this a nationwide practice?" Gu Lu muttered and returned to his seat.

In another political class, Li Guyuan, the Chinese class representative, helped with tutoring. He felt that his level in this subject had improved by leaps and bounds.

The progress of another tutoring "teacher" was not good enough, and the math, physics and chemistry tutoring of Qi Caiwei, who was sitting next to me, had little effect. This fully proved that having good grades and being able to teach others are two different things.

The core reason why Gu Lu spent his time on this was because he had drawn Liu Cixin's science fiction short story "Put on Her Eyes". It was okay at the moment, as it was basically soft science fiction. However, if it triggered hard science fiction such as "The Three-Body Problem", it would not be so reasonable to write it if the science scores were too poor.

Qi Caiwei, you have to work hard! Gu Lu thought, and then glanced, huh? Why did my deskmate fall asleep?

I saw her holding up her political textbook as a shield to protect the "secrets". Did she go to a barbecue last night? She was so sleepy.

"Our sixth lesson is about marriage protected by law," the teacher said at the podium, "protecting the legal rights and interests of the elderly, minors, and the disabled."

The political teacher is a very talented teacher. Why is he talented? Because he often talks about things outside the classroom.

Especially when talking about family, love and the like, you can see that his eyes are a little hazy, and it is obvious that there is a story behind it.

"In recent years, the Internet has become popular, people are communicating more, and family and love problems are more likely to occur," said the political teacher. "In general, the existence of the Internet is good, but the recent trend on the Internet is not good, with people trying to be handsome and beautiful."

"If it is not stopped, the Internet will kill short, fat and ugly people in a few years." The political teacher suddenly changed his words, "Okay, let's go back to the textbook. The Marriage Law prohibits marriage between direct blood relatives and collateral blood relatives within three generations, so how should it be calculated?"

This is also the style of the political teacher.

"Zeng Jie, you talked so much just now, so you should answer the question. Is your cousin who has the same grandfather as you a collateral relative within three generations?" The political teacher said, "Think carefully before answering. This question is a trap."

The teacher was drawing the answer. Gu Lu was reminded in his mind, and the golden finger that had not been seen for a long time was triggered again [Too absurd and bizarre] [Winning with "weird"] [Master of Imagination]

Well, if Gu Lu could still analyze the three labels drawn before, as for the current one... it's a mess, too absurd and bizarre. This short sentence is obviously describing the characteristics of the work, and the only thing that comes to mind is Camus, but it doesn't match the following ones.

[Amazon's best-selling book of 2017] [Central Public Opinion Literature Award] [Atypical representative work], these three Gu Lu did have a target, because he searched and found that the Central Public Opinion Literature Award was an award from Japan...

"You're wrong. You should listen carefully and stop whispering with your deskmate." The political teacher looked around the class and wanted to pick another person to answer.

Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda! Gu Lu wrote furiously while using his toes to signal his deskmate.

Qi Caiwei woke up from her sleepy state. Because her left cheek was pressed directly against the table, the pattern of the table material was directly imprinted on her face, and her whole face was filled with confusion.

"Then, classmate Qi Caiwei, you answer."

Before Qi Caiwei could figure out what was happening, she heard the teacher's voice. Fortunately, her deskmate gave her a hint.

Gu Lu tapped his textbook lightly. Qi Caiwei saw a line of words. Although it was a bit sloppy, she could still recognize it. It said, "Are cousins ​​with the same grandfather collateral relatives of three generations?"

"Oh, it's the third generation of collateral branch." Qi Caiwei nodded.

"Very good," the political teacher asked repeatedly, "then how is the blood relationship calculated?"

It seems that the political teacher is not going to let her go.

"It uses the generational kinship calculation method." Qi Caiwei couldn't remember, but she knew where this knowledge point was in the book, so she answered the teacher's question.

"Don't hold your textbooks upright during class in the future, otherwise the teacher won't be able to see you and won't know whether you understand or not." The political teacher asked Qi Caiwei to sit down.

(End of this chapter)