Chapter 272 Horror Prophecy

Chapter 272 Horror Prophecy

Chapter 272 Horror Prophecy
The book is titled "Li Xiang's Vigil", and tells the story of a delivery man named Li Xiang who was involved in a car accident while delivering food. When he was unconscious, he looked at the spilled food and uttered incoherent words.

[What Li Xiang has to do now is wait for death...]
When President Li saw the opening, his brows furrowed, because it was a strong Joyce style.

In his famous work "Finnegans Wake", Joyce used the mumbling of bricklayer Finnegan and his showy techniques to make the text present human history like a maze.

Li Guangshu's works also use food as an excuse. Li Xiang is sometimes a slave who hangs meat for food in the forest, and sometimes a refugee who exchanges his own children for food.

If President Li were to comment, it would be just a poor imitation. Compared with Gu Lu - there is no comparison.

Although there are many reports saying that Gu Lu is good at imitating, so his writing style is varied. But Gu Lu's changes are his own and his personality is very strong. From The Little Prince to The New Meaning of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, it has never been said who Gu Lu imitated.

"Li Xiang's Wake" has very little of its own content.

About two hours later, President Li put down the manuscript and took a sip of tea. The sweet and bitter taste smoothed his frown.

Mao Yuan said, "What advice does President Li have on the work? You must tell us, otherwise young people won't be able to make progress."

"Your skills are mature, you have been writing for many years, right?" asked President Li.

"It's been five or six years since I officially debuted in magazines," Li Guangshu replied, not counting the writings he did during his student days.

There are really few stream-of-consciousness novels in China, and President Li also wants the market to flourish. "The story can be written more clearly with techniques. With some careful revisions, it can be published."

The four words "can be published" were the most pleasant sounds Li Guangshu had ever heard. He was so excited that he stood there in a daze.

"Why don't you thank President Li for his support?" Mao Yuan said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Li Guangshu suddenly came back to his senses, "Thank you, President Li, I will definitely make changes!"

"Well, there will be a meeting tomorrow morning where many famous writers will share their writing skills," said President Li. "Please listen carefully then."

Li Guangshu nodded quickly in agreement.

There are many good horse trainers, but few good horses can run a thousand miles, President Li sighed in his heart.

Li Guangshu originally wanted to pay for the dinner tonight, but the editor-in-chief Mao Yuan helped pay for it.

Meeting a noble person on the road ahead is really a great help.

"Okay, go back and rest early, and be more energetic tomorrow." Mao Yuan said.

"What about you, Brother Yuan?" Li Guangshu asked.

"I'm going to go shopping on Jiu Street. You don't have to wait for me at night. Just don't put on the anti-theft button. I have the room card." Mao Yuan said.

"I haven't been there either, how about going together?" Li Guangshu said ignorantly.

In the end Li Guangshu was rejected.

Get up early the next day.

The banquet hall has been arranged from south to north. There are four seats on the rostrum, which are the vice chairman of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, the vice chairman of the Writers Association, and two leaders of the Fog City.

Then there is the podium, where the guests will be invited to share their speeches.

The arrangement of seats in the audience is also very particular. The front row is for the presidents of publishing houses, followed by reporters, writers, and editors-in-chief.

This event must be reported truthfully, after all, the organizers spent so much money. If it is not reported, wouldn’t it be a waste of time?

When most of the invited guests had arrived, the opening speech of the study session began. This was a repetitive speech. In summary, if you follow the pen and the party, your thoughts will not be confused.

The first person to take the stage was the president of Sichuan Science and Technology Press. After all, the science fiction series of books is an excellent publication series that has won awards from the Central Propaganda Department.

"Misunderstandings that may occur in science fiction works", a meaningful sharing.

The next one is the famous science fiction writer Jiang Bo.

The sharing topic is about science fiction works and the collection of information.

At the end, Jiang Bo concluded, "Novels do not necessarily need high-end science fiction ideas. Just like "Flatland", the knowledge involved is very basic. Although it is a popular science work, it is also a very excellent work."

Almost all writers in the science fiction community have read Flatland. After all, it was so popular a few days ago.

Mentioning Gu Lu...

But it doesn't matter!

"I am a young writer who is given responsibility as I am able to sit here and listen to lectures by my predecessors." Li Guangshu thought to himself, feeling a little pain in his back.

Because the banquet hall of the Grand Hall Hotel is decorated in classical Chinese style, the seats must be made of solid wood. Without cushions, it is a challenge for the buttocks and waist.

I glanced sideways and saw Brother Yuan. I saw that Mao Yuan was listening attentively and taking notes from time to time.

As expected, he has seen big scenes!

In fact, if he took a closer look, he could see that what Mao Yuan recorded was [Jiujie is a real rip-off. Other attractions in Fog City don’t overcharge customers, but the bar actually overcharges outsiders. It’s immoral, but people in Fog City have really fair skin…]
President Li of Modou Literature and Art Publishing House was the fifth person to take the stage.

The order of the guests appearing on stage seemed to be arranged according to the topics shared by the guests.

"The next person to share with us is a writer..." Mo Huaiqi, vice chairman of the Fog City Federation of Literary and Art Circles, glanced at his watch and said with a smile, "But this writer has something to do. What exactly is it? Today is Friday, and it's still class time for students."

Chairman Mo said, "So we'll wait a little while."

There was a chuckle from the audience.

There are two types of people who laugh: one is those who know who Chairman Mo is talking about, and the other is those who don't know why but just laugh along with the atmosphere.

Going to school, Li Guangshu's expression changed. Could it be...

About ten minutes later, a very young student walked into the hall.

I had already rushed here by taxi, but I had to go on stage after all, so Gu Lu couldn't just run in from outside.

People's eyes fell on Gu Lu. Who said that eyes can't kill people? He felt so heavy that if there were more eyes, it would be no problem to crush someone to death.

Fortunately, Gu Lu has gotten used to it.

"I'm late because my studies are too intense." This was the first thing Gu Lu said when he was escorted to the stage.

No one present looked down on him, and all looked at him intently.

Even Mao Yuan, who seemed to be taking notes, stopped and listened carefully.

Most people have forgotten how old Gu Lu is.

This is the confidence that the work brings.

"What I want to share today is "My Thoughts on the Nature of Technology," said Gu Lu. "My understanding of technology is relatively shallow, and I don't pay much attention to it. I'm just talking about my views as a student." "Technology - civilian technology, the development direction must be based on convenience and extreme convenience. I will explain the difference between convenience and extreme convenience later." Gu Lu asked, "How many people have called to order takeout? It's quite popular in Hong Kong, and most restaurants have takeout phone numbers."

Some people nodded, while others shook their heads.

"It's the group-buying website Meituan. Recently, they launched a website called Meituan Waimai.com. This platform aggregates information from many stores and allows people to place orders online."

"I give this example because I believe this service model will definitely succeed, although not in the next two years," said Gu Lu.

"Because of the speed limit and the mobile phone limit. But I saw on the news recently that 4G is coming soon, so the only option left is mobile phones."

"Ordering online is not convenient enough because you can't find a computer anytime and anywhere, but if you can order on your mobile phone, it will be very convenient."

Gu Lu said, "Another is extreme convenience, which is also one of my concerns. I am worried that there will be a technology that knows your preferences completely, so you can see what you like without filtering. This is extremely convenient, and it even saves people from thinking."

It is also unclear whether the terms "big data" and "information cocoon" appeared. If they did not appear, it would be fine, but if they did, random citations would easily cause problems, so Gu Lu did not say anything specific.

"Extreme convenience is not good for human development, but I think it is unavoidable. Because it is too heavy to think about." Gu Lu concluded, "My humble opinion on the future development of science and technology."

Gu Lu went down and there was applause from the audience, some polite and some encouraging.

He found his seat in the second row.

"Xiao Gu's thoughts are very profound. The extreme convenience he proposed is a bit like the truth that controls the characters' thoughts in Nineteen Eighty-Four." President Jian said, "Xiao Gu, have you read this book?"

"I've read it, and my thoughts are a little different." Gu Lu said, "The truth in the novel is for Big Brother's rule, so other options must be eliminated. And I think the development is that your other options will be completely anticipated."

"Isn't it good to be completely anticipated? It saves time." The New Weekly reporter in the third row couldn't help but join in the discussion.

"Only after being filtered will people love it more," said Gu Lu. "Besides, if someone helps you filter based on your preferences, this basis is only 80% at most, and you can't fully understand yourself. So in a passive way, you will be trapped, and the place that traps you is the dark room made up by your preferences."

“You will never be able to break through it and will lose a lot of wonderful things.” Gu Lu summarized.

"It seems that you have thought a lot about this issue, Xiao Gu." President Jian said with pride, "You have always had in-depth thoughts on human nature and society."

President Li was puzzled. Although he did not think that extreme convenience would happen, he also felt that Gu Lu was truly a talented young man.

The reporter behind him wrote down all of Gu Lu’s words and even thought of a title: “Gu Lu’s Horrifying Prediction”!
On the other side, Li Guangshu was numb and couldn't get a word in. He opened Zhihu again and found the question he had closed before.

That is, how do you evaluate Gu Lu?

The most viewed answers are listed at the top.

Posted by the netizen "Four cats lost one":
[Gu Lu, what level of writer is he? How should I describe him to you?

I have done some research on him. Gu Lu's first well-known work is the fairy tale short story "Smash the Piglets". You will find that his debut work is a very mature writer, and the article is profound and interesting.

What subsequently brought him into the public eye was "The Little Prince", a book that was rated by Mr. Yu Xinyao as the best fairy tale of the millennium, and I personally agree.

"Smashing the Pigs" and "The Little Prince" are both fairy tales, but you will find that the perspective, writing style and what they want to express are completely different.

Then came the bombshells in the science fiction circle, such as "Take Her Eyes" and "Rural Teachers", which were very different from the previous science fiction.

The best-selling "Flatland" is a popular science novel, which can also be classified as science fiction. Do you compare it with the above works and see what they are similar to?
Even though these articles share the same word usage habits, they are still very different.

What level? If Gu Lu is not at the level of schizophrenia, then he is at the level of a cheater! There has never been a similar one from ancient times to the present.]
Many people agreed with this view, and one even complained: "The teacher often told us to learn more from Gu Lu, but when I looked at his works, the few books he published were all different."

Cheat level! It was normal for Li Guangshu to suddenly feel that he was not as good as Gu Lu, because the latter was not normal at all!
On the other hand, it is a three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment in the center of Magic City.

A family of three, dad reading the newspaper, mom playing with her cell phone, and daughter doing housework, so warm!
"Mom, do you still remember Gu Bin...Uncle?" Mu Xue asked.

"Hmm?" Mu's mother was a beautiful woman. She put down her cell phone, thought for a while without any result, and looked at her daughter.

"He's the eldest son of Grandpa Gu Jianxun." Mu Xue explained.

"Grandpa Gu, do you remember what happened?" Mu's mother said, "When I was a child, Grandpa Gu held me in his arms."

"You don't know, mom. I really relied on my cousin Gu Lu's help for my homework this time." Mu Xue said, "If it wasn't for my cousin, the principal wouldn't have agreed at all."

Father Mu's eyes were still on the newspaper, thinking that this silly girl knew nothing.

He asked, "What does Uncle Gu Bin do?"

"A drunkard, what's wrong with that?" Mu Xue suddenly understood, "Ah, Dad is not what you think. It's really my cousin Gu Lu's connections."

"Steamed. I also braised it." Father Mu looked away from the newspaper and asked with a smile, "Then tell me, what kind of connections are you talking about?"

There was confidence in his smile, probably because it meant that as long as the branch of his family stayed in the Fog City, what big deal could it be?

"Mom and Dad, you have never thought that my cousin Gu Lu is the famous writer Gu Lu." Mu Xue's voice suddenly became higher.

"What's going on?" Mother Mu and Father Mu looked at each other, not understanding.

"Just..." Mu Xue remembered something, ran back to the bedroom, and took out two books, "The Little Prince" and the recently published "Flatland".

The Little Prince is signed.

"Clang clang clang!" Mu Xue held up the book, "These two books were written by my cousin Gu Lu."

Father Mu was a little confused as this was a direction he had never thought of.

Mu's mother took the book and came back to her senses after reading The Little Prince. "Oh, I remember. I seem to have seen it on a WeChat public account. It said that the author of this book, Gu Lu, is the greatest genius in the literary world after Cao Yu."

As for Cao Yu, everyone who knows him knows that he wrote the world-class play Thunderstorm at the age of 23 and the world-class play Sunrise at the age of 26. His genius is appalling. And it is an exaggeration for Gu Lu to receive such an evaluation.

"Is he really your cousin?" Father Mu asked in disbelief. He liked reading newspapers, not books, but he had heard of the words "little prince Gu Lu".

"Of course, when I went there, my cousin happened to be giving a speech to the whole school because his work was famous," said Mu Xue.

It appears to be true.

The level of shock is quite high!
"How did their family cultivate such a great writer?" Mu's mother sighed.

Putting down the newspaper, Father Mu took the book from his wife and agreed with what she said.

"Don't mention my cousin's parents, just that Gu Bin...uncle." Mu Xue felt uncomfortable every time she called him uncle. "It's so irresponsible."

"I only gave my cousin 10-20 yuan a month for living expenses, and then basically ignored him."

Mu Xue angrily accused Gu's father and mother.

"Ahem," Mu's mother said distressedly, "This child has suffered."

"Although suffering is the soil for writers, if my child needs this to have a future, no matter how successful he is, I don't want it," said Mu's father.

Although he expressed his opinion, Father Mu was thinking whether the location of Gu Jianxun's family's ancestral tomb was particularly good?
(End of this chapter)