Chapter 240 This Child Doesn’t Understand

Chapter 240 This Child Doesn’t Understand

Chapter 240 This child doesn't understand what I say
Gu Lu found out what Director Hu mentioned. In 12, students from Beijing Normal University wrote a report on Xingcheng Zhongnan No. High School.

The paper was very good and was even published in the Journal of Beijing Normal University.

The journal of Beijing Normal University is a first-class publication in the country, but it is quite difficult to get published.

The school administration of Zhongnan No. 2 High School has conducted a thorough investigation from top to bottom - of course, this is also a problem with the No. 2 High School.

But which school dares to say that it does not have any corrupt officials at all?
Unrealistic.

Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that 99 percent of Mu Xue's group of students who join this research topic will be rejected.

Look, several classmates are complaining in the group again.

"Xiaoxue, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Mingming couldn't help but ask when she saw that the little sister was silent.

"It's nothing, I just hope everything goes smoothly for us tomorrow." Mu Xue put down her phone.

Because his classmate Xiaoliang had just had a private chat with her, he planned to give her some money to open a back door, but he was driven away before he even saw the principal.

Xiao Liang refused to say how much it cost, so Mu Xue could only hope that her classmates were "stingy".

Looking out the window, the night is a little dim.

It turned out that Gu Lu had stayed up all night without realizing it, and it was almost dawn.

Fuji TV sent several actors' audition videos for the original author Gu Lu to give guidance.

"Instructions" is simply a notification. On the one hand, Shiqi is arbitrary in casting, and because of his high profile, he can hire any actor he wants. On the other hand, Gu Lu has no intention of getting into the entertainment industry.

If people don't sleep during the time when they are most sleepy, they will not be able to fall asleep. This is the case with Gu Lu.

I just wrote down all the Chinese language lessons and test points this semester, and then it was almost six in the morning.

Gu Jiayu called at this time. She had wanted to call last night, but she was busy with her homework and was too sleepy after finishing it.

I made this call this morning before going to class.

"I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear?" Gu Lu said. According to his understanding, the heroine would definitely hear the bad news first.

Gu Jiayu is very similar to Gu Lu in this respect. They both like to resolve all uncertainties before enjoying themselves.

"It's bad." Gu Jiayu had finished washing up and was walking towards the school. She squinted her eyes as if there was something blizzard ahead. "Tell me, I can handle it."

"The bad news is, there is no bad news today," said Gu Lu.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time before Gu Jiayu's voice came out, "Brother - this is not humorous at all."

"Hahaha, okay, then I'll tell you the good news. Just listen to it and don't tell anyone else." Gu Lu trusted the heroine's secrecy.

Simply telling the heroine about the "letter of recommendation", Gu Lu was ready to hear his sister's admiration.

come on!

"Brother, forget it!"

"?"

It was Gu Lu's turn to be dumbfounded.

"What do you mean?" Gu Lu asked immediately.

"There are two reasons." Gu Jiayu said, "If my score is not enough to get into No. 8 Middle School, it means that my true level is not up to par. I have been studying hard recently."

"I couldn't get in even if I tried my best. I couldn't keep up even if I got into No. 8 Middle School, and it didn't help me get into college."

Gu Jiayu is very young, but the family environment of living under the care of others has made her mature at an early age and she thinks things through carefully.

"Besides, I don't have any talent for writing. What if..."

"This is just an excuse, no one will pursue this." Gu Lu responded.

"That's not right, brother. You will definitely become a great writer in the future. That guy named Zhouzi on the Internet likes to talk about these things." Gu Jiayu said.

Writers are not stars, so who cares about them?

Gu Lu remembered that Jia Pingwa had made his daughter an associate professor, and even though he was mocked by the whole internet, it had no impact on him, as he was still the chairman of the Shaanxi Writers Association.

"Jia Yu, the reason why No. 8 Middle School can become the best school in Fog City must be because of its enrollment rate, and the enrollment rate comes from good teachers." Gu Lu said, "Besides, I only have a recommendation letter, not a direct recommendation for you..."

"elder brother--"

Gu Jiayu suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong?" Gu Lu asked.

"I don't want to be a burden to you anymore." Gu Jiayu said, "I don't want this to become evidence for someone to attack you in the future. I don't want this to happen. I beg you, brother."

The heroine's voice even sounded like she was crying.

"Don't cry, don't cry. Okay, okay, we'll pass if we can, and forget it if we can't." Gu Lu said immediately, "But I have confidence in Jiayu. Besides, how can Jiayu be a burden? I'm very lucky to have a sister like you."

"Thank you... Thank you, brother," Gu Jiayu wanted to calm down, but she had been suppressing her emotions for too long, just like a small hole in a dam that was difficult to plug.

Gu Jiayu cried because she had a lot of things on her mind. "If I didn't want to find a reliable family for Jiajia, I wouldn't have found another one so soon. The main reason is that children need complete fatherly love to grow up." These words came from Gu's mother, and she heard them all.

She realized her mother's love for her, and also realized that she was a burden to her mother.

From the other end of the line came the sound of his sister crying. Gu Lu was anxious, "Don't cry, don't cry. What's wrong? What happened?"

Gu Lu vaguely felt that his sister was hiding something.

The sobbing gradually became quieter, and after about ten seconds, Gu Jiayu's voice came, "Brother, I'm fine! I have a will as strong as steel, and I'll be fine."

Recently, Gu Jiayu has fallen in love with military themes from martial arts films, so her catchphrase has also changed.

"Tell me if you have anything to say," Gu Lu didn't know what to say and could only leave this sentence.

"Yeah, I will definitely work hard at No. 8 Middle School. I have been studying hard recently, and I feel like I am incredibly strong now." Gu Jiayu said, "So don't worry about me, brother."

At this time, she did not forget to comfort him. Gu Lu felt that the heroine was a little too sensible.

"Brother, let's not talk about it now. I have to rush to school."

The two hung up the phone.

Gu Lu was deeply touched by the phone call just now. No matter from which angle, the "Letter of Recommendation from No. 8 Middle School" is good, right? But it was the bomb that detonated Gu Jiayu's negative emotions.

Suitable is more important than good, Gu Lu thought.

Interpersonal communication is really a science. Gu Lu sighed in his heart, the original body and his sister are both good children, but it's a pity that such good children don't have a good family.

Gu Lu was thinking and getting ready to go out. He could have skipped the morning self-study class, but he ended up going anyway.

Without the pressure of morning self-study, Gu Lu felt that his daily routine would be ruined. He thought about his writing career in his previous life!
What’s more, Mr. Lu Xun once said: Without the pressure of going to school, there would be no comfort of sleeping in!
"Hmm?" Who's calling so early? Gu Lu was surprised and took out his cell phone. It was Liu Yong, the editor of People's Literature.

connected.

"Sorry to bother you, Teacher Gu. I'm calling you so early because I have something urgent to ask you." Liu Yong went straight to the point.

"Editor Liu, please speak." Gu Lu also called him Editor Liu at first, but it always felt unpleasant.

"Teacher Gu, have you ever heard of "Liao Zhai Folk Songs"? " Liu Yong asked.

"I don't know." Gu Lu shook his head.

The editor explained, "Liaozhai Liqu is a national intangible cultural heritage of Shandong Province. Pu Songling composed his own libretto and set it to music, forming a folk art form, also known as Puqu."

It was a great learning experience for Gu Lu. It was the first time he heard that Pu Songling had also written librettos.

"Mr. Pu, the 11th-generation grandson of Pu Songling and the inheritor of Puqu, read Mr. Gu's New Interpretation of Liaozhai and wanted to cooperate with him." Liu Yong said, "I wonder if Mr. Gu is interested."

"I'm interested, but what is the specific method of cooperation?" Gu Lu wanted to ask clearly.

"This requires a detailed discussion between Teacher Gu and Mr. Pu. Since you are interested, we will give out Teacher Gu's contact information." Liu Yong said.

"Okay, no problem." Gu Lu agreed.

"Also, Teacher Gu, congratulations." Liu Yong congratulated before hanging up the phone.

Hmm? Congratulations, did I win the Pu Songling Literature Award? Gu Lu thought of the award he had signed up for before.

Only by winning the award can one be noticed by Pu Songling's descendants.

He didn't worry about gains and losses, but Gu Lu still wanted to win the award. People should work hard according to their own goals...

"I'm going to Neon to attend a book launch next week. I've never been abroad, so I'm a little nervous."

"I will be interviewed by the Literary Gazette next week."

"I have to give a speech on stage today."

It's quite busy, and Gu Lu really only has time to study now.

But can't speeches or something trigger some book?
I walked into the classroom thinking.

He was not sleepy at all while walking on the road, but to be honest, when he entered the classroom, especially when he sat on the cold chair, the sleepiness that had accumulated throughout the night came over him.

I forgot to mention that although he failed to get through to Gu Jiayu yesterday, he got through to Mu Xue, and they will meet in Principal Chang’s office at nine o’clock this morning.

"Xiaoxue, you really don't want me to accompany you?" Zhao Mingming asked.

Zhao Mingming is also graduating this year, but she did not join the research group, so her graduation thesis did not have to be so troublesome.

This time I came to the foggy city to accompany my little sisters and travel at the same time.

"Don't worry, I have confidence!" Mu Xue said as her hand unconsciously touched her bag, which contained a check for 10 yuan.

Although it was called "sponsoring the school", Mu Xue still felt a little guilty inside, so she didn't want her sisters to see it.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, Mu Xue arrived at No. Middle School an hour early.

Mu Xue was stopped by the security guard, Uncle Qin, and was allowed to enter the school only after registering.

Mu Xue strolled around No. 8 Middle School. Although the school where her cousin studied was not very green and well decorated, it had complete infrastructure.

After strolling for half an hour, Mu Xue asked and came to Principal Chang's office.

"Hello, President Chang, I am Mu Xue from East China Normal University." Mu Xue mustered up her courage.

Brave Mu Xue flies forward!
"Well, classmate Mu Xue, please wait a moment. I have something urgent to do." Principal Chang looked up and greeted him, then continued to work with his head down.

Look carefully, what is he busy with?

[“Report on the Results of the Eighth Middle School on the Cultivation of Students’ Specialties in 2013” ​​(hereinafter referred to as “Results Report”), since the enrollment in September 2012, our school has been conducting…]
The report was already completed.

Not having to attend evening self-study classes or do homework are all things that Gu Lu has earned with his hard-earned achievements, but how can that not be counted as the school's special training for students with special talents?
Mu Xue mustered up her courage, but as time went by, her "area" of courage was gradually replaced by nervousness. Just like her generous face, she was nervous at the moment. Just like her hands, she didn't know where to put them at the moment.

Principal Chang felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles for half an hour before he raised his head.

"I'm sorry to have kept Mu Xue waiting for a long time. I was busy at school." There was no apology in Principal Chang's tone.

The current time is 09:03 in Sijiucheng.

"It's okay, it's okay. I came too early." Mu Xue said quickly.

Watching the conversation between Principal Chang and Gu Lu, it seems that the former is an amiable uncle, but in fact, his true nature is to be good at "social skills".

"Um...President Chang, I don't know if my cousin has made it clear to you," Mu Xue said, "Our research is a course at East China Normal University."

The brand of East China Normal University is very famous, but this is a foggy city!
Principal Chang listened to Mu Xue's story without any change in expression, which made the latter feel less confident as she spoke.

Mu Xue slowly put her hand on the bag. Should she take it out now or wait?
"We, the people of No. 8 Middle School, are responsible for three core qualities. We create a high-quality campus life, shape a tasteful school culture, and cultivate new people of the era with character." Principal Chang attacked with the same old words as soon as he opened his mouth.

After a bunch of useless talk, Principal Chang said, "Originally, our school should not allow outsiders to conduct research, but you are Gu Lu's cousin, and you are half a member of No. 8 Middle School, so our school agrees to your research in principle, but the process requires a teacher to accompany you throughout."

Eh?
agreed?
This is a bit off, isn't it?
She had just opened the zipper and her fingers had just touched the money, but she succeeded the next second.

"Ahem, thank you very much, Principal. Thank you very much, Principal." Mu Xue immediately stood up and thanked him.

"Gu Lu is also an outstanding student of our school. A person who is half of the No. 8 Middle School student cannot write some fabricated things to discredit the No. 8 Middle School." Principal Chang continued.

Mu Xue nodded rapidly, "Yes, yes, there will be no problem. I will definitely give it to the school for review after I finish writing it. Principal Chang is really open-minded!"

"..." How come this kid doesn't understand what I'm saying? Is it open-minded to agree to you? It's because of your cousin.

"You can talk to Director Hu about the rest." Principal Chang didn't want to talk to the naive college students anymore.

Let Director Hu take care of the rest.

After coming out of the principal's office, Mu Xue was still dizzy because she didn't expect it to be so easy.

As soon as I left school, I called my little sister to tell her the good news.

This is what happened, this and that. After hearing this, Zhao Mingming's mind was full of question marks. This shouldn't be the case. She also knew about last year's news.

"Okay, I'll be back soon and we'll go have a big dinner to celebrate. I'm hanging up first." Mu Xue hung up the phone.

Something is wrong. Zhao Mingming felt that something was very wrong and thought of throwing money at it, but then he thought again, No. 8 High School is the best high school in the municipality, and it would be an exaggeration to buy it off with money.

Are people in Fog City really that friendly?
This is what Mu Xue thought. Of course, she also had to thank her cousin for the matchmaking. Seeing that he was dressed so simply, she thought of buying him some nice clothes.

She first called Director Hu, who was given to her by the principal and was the person in charge of the school investigation.

Director Hu answered the phone and heard Mu Xue constantly expressing her gratitude, saying how great our school is and how open-minded the school leaders are.

Director Hu immediately understood that this silly child knew nothing.

"Student Mu, there is a speech during our morning exercise time at 9:30 today. Student Mu can take a look." Director Hu said.

"Usually this kind of school-wide speech will only be given during the flag-raising ceremony on Mondays, but today is special," Director Hu added.

"School leaders? Of course I'm going... Director Hu, can you bring my friend along?" Mu Xue said.

"No problem." Director Hu agreed.

The two of them didn't exchange much pleasantries. After Mu Xue hung up the phone, she immediately called her sisters.

The conversation can be summarized as, "It's too late to explain, come on."

About twenty minutes later, Zhao Mingming arrived.

"Why did you call me here?"

"That's right. The school leader is going to give a speech today, so let me come and see it. Do you understand? I asked you to come here to support the school leader and show some support." Mu Xue explained.

Zhao Mingming covered his forehead, speechless. There are thousands of students in the school, and you are the only one who needs to show your support? I don't know what's going on in your little head.

But that’s okay, Zhao Mingming didn’t say anything.

At half past nine, the bell for break rang and piles of students poured out of the classroom.

The playground gradually became lively.

The noise included the students’ fighting and the teacher’s scolding.

Mu Xue and Zhao Mingming stood next to Director Hu. At first, they looked around, trying to see their cousin Gu Lu, but there were too many students and they couldn't find him at all, so they gave up.

"I miss it so much. It feels like high school was just yesterday, and in the blink of an eye I've graduated from college." Mu Xue was a little sad.

"If you feel reluctant to leave, then go and become a high school teacher," said Zhao Mingming.

"What horrible things are you saying?" Mu Xue said.

The beauty of some things can only be cherished; once you get close to them, they are no longer beautiful.

As they were talking, the classes of first, second and third year high school had already lined up.

Principal Chang walked up to the podium and said "hello" twice to test his sound and make sure there was no problem with the microphone before he spoke.

"We implement the educational philosophy of comprehensive education in No. 8 Middle School, which enables students to improve their comprehensive quality."

"They have a balanced development in all subjects, and their sports and arts are also outstanding, such as Lü Ping who won the 100-meter sprint championship in the city's middle school sports meeting, and Qin Fuye who won the gold medal in the Western China Mathematical Olympiad..."

Principal Chang named many students who achieved good results, most of whom were in their third and second year of high school.

The students were quite excited.

Mu Xue and Zhao Mingming didn't feel anything, because compared to the high schools they attended, these achievements were just basic exercises, and they were not even good enough to win a Western Mathematical Olympiad.

Principal Chang also got to the point, "In addition, our school has also cultivated a very influential writer."

“He is Gu Lu, an outstanding member of the Communist Youth League, a famous short story writer, and a famous fairy tale writer.

"His novels are included in various types of magazines. I believe that students have also seen them in the school library."

"His work "Rui Yun" won the Shandong Province Pu Songling Literature Award."

“Because the story is so excellent, it was included in People’s Literature. Now we welcome Gu Lu to come to the stage and share his valuable writing experience with the students.”

The whole school applauded.

"It's this guy again. This guy is focused on making big news." "He's so awesome in his first year of high school, won't he be able to soar to the sky in his third year?"

This is a senior high school student.

"As soon as he opened his mouth, I knew it was Gu Lu. I saw his name on the test paper, the extracurricular reading photo and everything."

This is a freshman in high school.

It’s neither early nor late for high school students, so I won’t go into details.

Well, I really won the prize, and the nervousness in Gu Lu’s heart disappeared.

As the winner, he found out about it later than the school, but it didn't matter. As long as he could win the award, Gu Lu walked up to the podium unhurriedly.

(End of this chapter)