Chapter 203 Should I give him some advice?

Chapter 203 Should I give him some advice?

Chapter 203 Should I give him some advice?
"It's 68,000 volumes." Tu Liang corrected seriously, it can't be less, rounded up to 70,000.

Tu Liang was estimated to be in his forties, and was dressed very typically, with dark striped long sleeves and a black jacket. The only difference between him and an ordinary middle-aged man was that he did not have a bunch of keys hanging around his waist, but instead had a bracelet in his hand.

"Yes! Almost 70,000 copies, and many of Teacher Tu Liang's poems have been published in magazines." The shop owner said flatteringly, "If you have any questions about writing, you can take this rare opportunity to ask."

"Teacher Tu Liang's insightful guidance can benefit students greatly." The shop owner first praised and then asked questions.

"No, no, no, I write poetry and have no experience in writing novels." Tu Liang also knew himself well. He said, "It just so happens that I have an appointment with a friend to have dinner here. He is a writer and has published several novels. If you have any questions, you should ask him."

"Then thank you, Teacher Tu, and thank you, the store owner." Gu Lu thanked sincerely.

After saying hello, Gu Lu found an empty table in the corner and sat down. He liked to sit somewhere secluded when eating alone.

"When it comes to catching fish, I still follow the old rules. If you're fishing alone, I'll find you a small one," said the shop owner.

"O is definitely K." Gu Lu responded. This is his catchphrase. If you hear it too many times, you will be influenced by it imperceptibly.

About twenty minutes later, the person Tu Liangyao met arrived. He was a man of the same age.

Upon seeing this, the shop owner immediately served the fish. Fish is easy to overcook, so he had to wait for customers to come.

When the fish was served, the shop owner was still speaking well of Gu Lu, "As for this kid, although he is young, he buys food and eats alone, he is very independent, and he is also a student of the No. 8 Middle School across the street."

The fish hotpot is just a few hundred meters down from Gu Lu’s building, and his house is called Jiafuyuan, as everyone knows, diagonally opposite the Eighth Middle School, so the owner of the restaurant is a school district restaurant.

"No. 8 Middle School?" Wu Du looked in the direction the shop owner pointed and saw a familiar figure.

Gu Lu? Wu Du felt that he was not mistaken.

"Young writer, come here quickly." The shop owner was really concerned and even gave an extra plate of vegetarian dishes.

"I often come here to eat fish with this boss. He looks quite smart. If this student has any questions, you can give him some advice." Tu Liang saw that his friend was a little dazed and thought it was because of his unwillingness, so he said this to give me face.

Instruct Gu Lu? Wu Du touched the teacup beside him and took two sips to calm himself down.

"Hello, Teacher Wu." Gu Lu spoke first. He was the instructor of the Shu Ren Literary Society and had asked him to write the script for a stage play. Even though he hadn't seen him for several months, he certainly hadn't forgotten him.

"I almost forgot that you work at No. 8 Middle School." Tu Liang slapped his head.

"Long time no see." Wu Du said, "I can't give him any guidance. He is Gu Lu. Yes, the Gu Lu you know."

Gu Lu did not participate in the Fog City Writers Association, so it was not unusual for him not to recognize him if he did not pay special attention to him. However, this name, Tu Liang, was very well-known to him!

Student writer!

Young genius!

Essay killer!
The youngest member of the Beijing Writers Association!
"Ahem." Tu Liang thought of the other party's "The Little Prince" with a sales volume of nearly 600,000, and suddenly felt that his own poetry collection of 68,000 was not worth showing off.

"It's better to meet him in person than to hear about him," Tu Liang turned his head to look at the shop owner, "Old Lei, you are just joking. Does he still need my advice?"

The shop owner looked confused and he looked at Tu Liang.

His name is not "Lei Shime". The main reason is that he often complained of being tired for a period of time, so the old diners called him Lao Lei. In the Wudu dialect, it evolved into Lao Lei, and new diners thought his surname was Lei.

As for the shop owner Lao Lei, he has not complained about being tired since his cousin fell ill and went home to recuperate. He only complained about being tired to his wife.

"Xiao Gu, you are still as low-key as ever." Wu Du thought of what happened last semester, "You should tell it yourself."

"I wrote a few articles myself, published them in magazines, and also published a book." Gu Lu said lightly. "Story Club, Literary Youth, New Reading, Science Fiction World, and Time Reasoning, all these magazines have serialized them." Wu Du said directly, "As for the book he published, it was the best-selling fairy tale new book in the country last year."

In fact, the news about Wu Du was a bit delayed, and Gu Lu had also been published in two magazines abroad.

"I know about storytelling, I know." The shop owner Lao Lei said immediately. He looked at Gu Lu, "My family has bought many copies. You write so many magazines. Do you have such a brain? You are so amazing."

“I can’t tell at all. They have the same brain, so why is he so much smarter than my kid?” The shop owner Lao Lei muttered the second half of the sentence in a low voice.

"Life is not easy, so be versatile." Gu Lu said, "In the current poetry environment, it is amazing that Teacher Tu's poetry collection has sold more than 50,000 copies. I really want to hear Teacher Tu say a few words."

Gu Lu said, "Although I didn't join the Shuren Literary Society, I benefited a lot from Mr. Wu's guidance."

Look, Gu Lu, who looks like a child but is as mature as an adult at heart, speaks so nicely. Wu Du glanced at Tu Liang and saw that his friend was laughing foolishly and didn't even play the skewers in his hand.

There are many people who praise Tu Liang, but are those people as worthy as the talented young man Gu Lugao?
No!

"Ahem, we should communicate with each other. I also benefited a lot from reading The Little Prince." Tu Liang said, "Lao Lei, I'll pay for these two tables today!"

"Teacher Tu, this is not necessary..."

Before Gu Lu could say anything to refuse, he was interrupted by Tu Liang, "I have to treat you. It's nice to meet a friend of different ages, right, Old Wu?"

Is this a friendship regardless of age? Wu Du was speechless, but as a teacher and an elder, it was only natural for him to treat his students to a meal.

"Xiao Gu, don't refuse. How much does a fish hotpot cost?" Wu Du also spoke.

OK, I got my meal by scanning my face, and Gu Lu also thanked me.

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect that three writers would come to my small shop today. After eating, they must take a group photo for me and I will hang it on the wall." The shop owner Lao Lei said while walking to the kitchen with a smile, "I'll give you two more plates of vegetarian dishes, eat as much as you can."

The shop owner’s secret – give away vegetarian dishes!
"no problem."

"Photo? I should dress more handsomely today."

Wu Du and Tu Liang both agreed, and Gu Lu, out of gratitude, also agreed.

Besides, the boss really takes good care of him.

The two tables were placed together at the back. Gu Lu was a good listener and he didn't have a strong desire to express himself.

As a good listener, Wu Du feels that his good friend Tu Liang talks several times more than before.

Ding--

A voice flashed through his mind, huh? Gu Lu first didn't see what was triggered.

Since the meal was over, it was time to take a group photo, including the shop owner Lao Lei.

This was Gu Lu’s first group photo.

"Old Lei, please print two more photos. I want one too." Tu Liang said, "Old Wu, do you want one?"

"I don't want it. The clothes I'm wearing today don't look good." Wu Du said.

It seems that Wu Du made the decision he regretted the most this year...

(End of this chapter)