Chapter 284 The Birth of the First “Gu Scholar”

Chapter 284 The Birth of the First “Gu Scholar”

Chapter 284 The Birth of the First "Gu Scholar"
"Business Stories" is a publication published by the Xinhua Bookstore in Fog City, which specializes in telling stories of businessmen from ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad.

Many outrageous business stories come from this. The magazine’s peak period was around the time of the Olympic Games, with sales of 70,000 to 80,000 copies nationwide.

It is going downhill now, mainly because people are not that interested in the legendary stories of businessmen. The editorial department is laying off employees, and Sun Wang, who has a heavy family burden, is like an ice cream in the hot sun, melting.

Sun Wang's butt was touching the stool, as if he was not sitting, while Zhang Yangfei observed his surroundings out of the corner of his eye.

The conditions of this office are really good, at least better than the editorial department of "Hongyan Chunqiu", Zhang Yangfei thought to himself.

Ten minutes later, Gu Lu ran to the community office.

"Director Hu, I'm sorry, I tripped over a student from another class and fell while running here." Gu Lu explained briefly, "I helped him to the infirmary."

This reason was a bit perfunctory, but Director Hu thought, you see, Xiao Gu still cares about me, so he would say a few perfunctory words.

"It's okay, it's okay. There's no need to rush. I don't have much to do this afternoon, and it's so hot." Director Hu took a test paper from the table next to him and handed it to the student.

Waiting for students?! The four applicants were stunned. Zhang Yangfei then thought about it, could it be...

"Come on, let me give you a basic introduction." Director Hu said, "This is Mr. Gu Lu, the president of our publication company."

"I believe you have heard of "Young China". This is a wonderful article in our school magazine." Director Hu said this to the applicant.

He said: "We are recruiting instructors to better assist Xiao Gu in managing the club."

It was indeed him! When the two words Gu Lu came out, Zhang Yangfei, Sun Wang and others understood clearly.

The only student who could gain such a good attitude from the school leaders was this “China’s No. 1 Talented Writer”!
He is just a high school student, but he has become so famous. He looks no different from an ordinary person.

Sun Wang also fantasized about whether it was possible that one day Gu Lu would suddenly lose his mind and contribute to Business Stories.

Director Hu then gave Gu Lu a brief introduction of the applicants in front of him.

The authority was really broad, and Gu Lu could make all the decisions on his own, with the school not interfering at all.

"I only have one question," Gu Lu said, "What do you think of our school magazine, 'Youth'? How will it develop after becoming an advisor?"

"'Youth' is an excellent school magazine in the country, and Xinxia Publishing House agrees on this point." Sun Wang was the first to speak, "As for the development path, I believe that Teacher Gu Lu must have a plan."

In school, Sun Wang and others feel it is normal to call a student a teacher. Just one article in "Young China" shows that teachers are everywhere.

"I think the Youth magazine should mainly accept submissions from students, right? I've read the requirements," Zhang Yangfei said. "If I become the instructor, I will assist President Gu and build the club into the most lively high school magazine in the country."

The people who came to apply for the job were not stupid. They all understood what Director Hu meant just now, that is, the club is centered around Gu Lu.

The two people's responses were similar.

The "examiner" Gu Lu fell into deep thought, and the job seeker felt nervous.

Based on community considerations, Gu Lu has the answer.

Director Hu whispered, "Do you want me to help announce it?"

Even if it is something that offends people, he helps to do it.

Director Hu deserves to be promoted. He has a very comprehensive idea, but Gu Lu just refused.

"Our club may be quite busy, so there may be many things that will trouble the instructor." Gu Lu said, "So I chose Teacher Sun Wang who has relatively more time."

The final round of interviews was not the key at all. The key was that Sun Wang stated in his job application form that the maximum amount of time he could spend in the club was per week.

The interview was just to make the final decision. Would an interview at a company in real life be like this? Gu Lu suddenly thought.

"It's a pity that I can't work with Teacher Gu." "Teacher Gu Lu's works, especially the Liaozhai Xinyi series, have really high literary value." "Can Teacher Gu sign an autograph?"

The three unsuccessful candidates asked Gu Lu for his autograph.

No matter whether she felt comfortable or not, it was impossible for her to lose her temper in front of Gu Lu.

What is this? You can't stand me, but you have to build a new China with Gu Lu...

Director Hu sends people away in the same way they were brought in.

There were only two people left in the community office.

"Teacher Gu Lu, what is my job?" Sun Wang asked impatiently.

"Teacher Sun? You call me teacher too. That's totally inappropriate." Gu Lu said.

"It doesn't matter, we can call each other by our own names. I am a teacher of typesetting and editing, and you are a teacher of writing. It won't interfere with each other," said Sun Wang.

"It's a bit weird." Gu Lu said.

It was finally decided to call him President Gu.

The school had spent money, and adhering to the principle of not wasting, Gu Lu also arranged things.

“It’s still a bit difficult to sell the second issue of the school magazine before the holiday,” Sun Wang said. “The review pressure will be very high.”

"There is some pressure." Gu Lu said, "Just do your best. If it doesn't work out, we can release the second issue when school starts."

"?" Sun Wang was surprised when he heard that. Is it so casual?

"The summer vacation is two months long." Sun Wang reminded that even the 18th-tier magazine "Business Story" could not do that.

What’s more, it’s the nationally famous “Youth”, it wouldn’t be good to be so casual about it!
"It doesn't matter. We are the school magazine." Gu Lu said, "That's all for today. Thank you, Mr. Sun."

Oh, Sun Wang nodded a little dully.

It was not until he walked out of No. 8 Middle School that Sun Wang came back to his senses. "'Youth' has been published in many mainstream media. But in the final analysis, it is a school magazine that is not even as good as 18th-tier magazines. The reason why it is so powerful is simply because Gu Lu wrote that great article."

A deeper understanding of this.

Because of the high school entrance examination, school will be closed tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

I hope the heroine gets good grades! Gu Lu prayed this way when he got home.

In order to have more synthetic triggers, Gu Lu agreed to go to Xinhua Bookstore to cut the ribbon more than half a month later, that is, during the summer vacation.

A Xinhua Bookstore is going to open on the other side of Jiefangbei. Famous local writers will be invited to the bookstore's opening ceremony.

There is no doubt that Gu Lu has become one of the famous writers in the Fog City.

He also wanted to finish the short story as soon as possible. He was used to serializing it in magazines, and he felt a little uncomfortable with the sudden interruption.

[Sato: Gu Lu-san has something I want to ask of you. I wonder if it is convenient. If it is not related to the survival of our Christmas Magazine, I would never be so presumptuous.]
While working at home, I saw this message in my mailbox.

Sato is the editor-in-chief of MM magazine. When "Fubunshi" wanted to strangle Gu Lu, it was the series of works that Sato took over.

Although the other party also had business considerations, it was also a favor to Gu Lu.

[Gu Lu: What is this?]
Email is not as timely as QQ chat. After Gu Lu replied, he began to wonder what the survival of "Christmas Magazine" was.

Lack of manuscripts? No, Christmas Magazine is a very popular magazine in Japan.

"We'll only know after Sato's reply." Gu Lu thought to himself.

At the same time, there is another person's email in the mailbox that is worth sharing. It is quite long, so I won't go into the full text. The above content can be summarized into two points. First, the English version of "The Little Prince" is almost translated. Second, the sales of the Korean version of "The Little Prince" in South Korea are not bad, but it has not met expectations.

By the way, I don’t know if it’s because Yao Xiaoju is used to living abroad or what. He clearly added Gu Lu’s QQ and WeChat, but the way he communicated was still through phone calls and emails.

"Wait, there seems to be a fourth meaning. Brother Yao's words and deeds must be saying that I lack a handle, right?" Gu Lu read Yao Xiaoju's email in depth.

Grab handle = bestseller

The Little Prince is a bestseller, but it is not a bestseller.

You should understand the concept, right? A bestseller must at least be a serious, original, long-length novel.

Hyouka does meet the requirements of a long novel, but it is not a best-seller.

Gu Lu was holding two copies in his hand. It was almost time. Flowers for Algernon was going to be released soon.

It will be released during the summer vacation. Gu Lu thought about it and told Brother Yao first. Let Brother Yao prepare. It would be awesome if the Chinese, Japanese and English versions can be released at the same time.

Another busy day.

The next day, Gu Lu first went to take a look at the house under renovation, and then went to Chaotianmen in the afternoon...

Looking from afar, the sun melted into golden juice.

Gu Lu was holding a glass of juice and waiting for someone.

"The ship I'm waiting for hasn't come yet, and the person I'm waiting for still doesn't understand." Gu Lu hummed the song, and when his mind was empty he would always think of the lyrics that were somewhat related.

Looking at the ships at the dock, there were hardly any people on the night cruises of the two rivers. Many ships couldn't even afford to dock.

Compared to the later period when the Fog City became a tourist city by relying on the spread of short videos and tickets for the Two Rivers Tour were hard to come by, it looks really desolate now.

"The storefronts next to Hongyadong are not expensive now. Should I buy one and open a Little Prince theme store or something?" Gu Lu's mind was wandering.

In his previous life, he remembered that an Internet writer who must not be named wanted to create a theme park for his works, just like Disneyland and Universal City. At that time, Gu Lu was impressed by the other party's ambition.

It was a pity that it didn’t work… “Brother Gulu, Brother Gulu.”

Gu Lu's wandering thoughts were interrupted by a male voice, and he looked in the direction of the shout.

Zhang Yudong was running over panting, holding a ball in his arms, with a shorter figure beside him.

"Let me introduce you, Brother Gulu. This is my good friend from high school, Zhuo Feng, whom I told you about before." Zhang Yudong introduced the person next to him first.

Zhang Yudong invited us to dinner today, and he told us in advance that’s why we brought our friends along.

"Brother, Brother Gu Lu, you are my idol!" Zhuo Feng said loudly.

"It's broad daylight and we're on the street, so keep your voice down," Gu Lu said, "I haven't been a big brother for many years, and I don't like the cold edge of the bed."

"But brother, you are a legend in the world." Zhuo Feng's excitement was not fake at all.

It's just like the reaction of ordinary people when they see their favorite star. If the star has a loud voice, they can't lower their voice.

"Let's go, let's eat something delicious today." Zhang Yudong said, "There are a lot of delicious foods in Wudu."

"Diving frog, skewers, Jianghu dishes, donkey meat soup, sour radish and old duck soup, etc. are all delicious." Zhang Yudong said a lot in a flash, just like he was reading out the names of the dishes.

"Yes, we must make sure that Big Brother has a good meal today." Birds of a feather flock together, and Zhuo Feng is 100% sociable.

"So what are we going to eat?" Gu Lu was curious.

"Hotpot! There is a Dongzi hotpot restaurant here, I heard it is very authentic." Zhang Yudong said firmly.

After all this time, it’s still hotpot.

Dongzi hotpot is a specialty of Fog City. After all, hotpot is also available in Sichuan Province, but Dongzi hotpot is only available in Fog City.

During the Anti-Japanese War, there were many air-raid shelters in Wudu to prevent bombing.

After liberation, part of the air raid shelter was abandoned, part of it was used for cooling off, and a small part was used as a hot pot restaurant.

Question: Is there anything special about the taste of Dongzi hotpot?

Answer: No. It’s just a special place.

During the meal, Zhuo Feng was quite talkative. To be more precise, he was very curious about the great writer.

In terms of emotional intelligence, Zhuo Feng is really not as good as Zhang Yudong, the latter never interrupts, while the former occasionally speaks at inappropriate times.

The hot pot burned the potatoes.

Friends who often eat hot pot should know that potatoes will make the soup thicker, so they are usually added when the food is almost finished.

Zhang Yudong also mentioned the important matter of today's dinner invitation, "Brother Gulu, in the prologue of Flatland, I pay tribute to all the residents of Spaceland, especially Mr. Ronaldo."

"This Ronaldo is the basketball, right?" Zhang Yudong asked.

Zhuo Feng also looked at the writer opposite him.

After all, what the octopus said was too mysterious. This preface was also related to him, and the basketball he gave was called Ronaldo.

Are you kidding me? Mr. Sherlock Holmes made you show off once, but you still want to do it again?
"Of course," Gu Lu nodded normally, "Basketball, as a sphere, is a 'person' in the three-dimensional world. Your name gave me inspiration."

"It can be said that part of the inspiration for Flatland came from the basketball Ronaldo you gave me." Gu Lu was speaking the truth. Without Zhang, he would never have been able to synthesize Flatland.

"!" Zhuo Feng's eyes widened, then widened, and his mouth became big enough to swallow a goose egg.

"Look, I told you," Zhang Yudong said excitedly, "why would I lie to you!"

Most people are ordinary people. Although Zhuo Feng is still in his middle school years, he doesn't think he will leave a name in history.

But why is it so easy for Zhang Yudong? Mr. Holmes is fine, the sales volume is not high. Flatland is awesome, one of the recommended extracurricular readings for junior high school students.

Ronaldo in the subsequent prologue will definitely be studied by readers, and then...

"Do you feel Wang Lun's happiness?" Zhuo Feng murmured.

"What? Speak louder, I couldn't hear it clearly." Zhang Yudong said.

"Well, nothing." Zhuo Feng shook his head.

"You don't understand this, I am Brother Gulu's muse." Zhang Yudong boasted.

Zhang Yudong liked to see his friends' jealous and envious expressions. Especially his parents, when they saw their child being thanked in the book, their expressions were very complicated.

When parents are acting normal, is there anything more enjoyable in this world than pretending in front of them?
"Brother Gu Lu, do you have any inspiration now?" Zhuo Feng asked.

"Inspiration doesn't come easily," said Gu Lu.

For a moment, just a moment, Zhuo Feng felt a little jealous of Zhang Yudong. This was an easy win!

The three of them ate their fill...it's possible that Zhuo Feng didn't eat his fill, but anyway, they spent nearly 200 yuan at Dongzi Hotpot, which is 60 or 70 yuan per person, which is not cheap.

When leaving the table, Gu Lu saw Zhang Yudong's seat, where the eaten peanut shells were arranged in rows. What is this, Zerg? So the beverage bottle caps are warriors?

Taking different roads, Gu Lu and the other two separated and took a car heading in another direction.

There was no synthesis sequence trigger until the end. Oh no, Zhang Yudong's 100% trigger was broken.

It’s not possible to get something every time. After all, the Dongzi hotpot was delicious today, Gu Lu thought.

Some people were eating hotpot, while others were working hard on translating.

Professor Dong Yansheng's translation level and speed are very high. In less than a week, the translation of "The Immortal Fugitive" was completed.

Even the manuscript was sent to the leader of the cultural exchange group.

"Oh? Grandpa is also concerned about Gu Lu?"

In a blink of an eye, Chen Lingyu saw Gu Lu's complete works, "Hyoka", "Flat Country", "Mr. Holmes", "Yesterday's Park", and "The Little Prince".

She has read most of the collection and can be considered a fan of Gu Lu's books. Why do I say "can be considered a fan"? Because Gu Lu's books have too different styles to be a fan, so it is difficult to cultivate die-hard fans.

As for the name Chen Lingyu, it was given by my grandfather. Professor Chen is derived from "Lingyu has fallen, so I will give it to that man." From the name, we can feel that Chen Lingyu is very favored at home. Lingyu means timely good rain.

Chen Lingyu took out the book "Mr. Holmes" which she had never read. She was not very interested in reasoning, but she had heard of this book.

It was boring anyway, so Chen Lingyu read it quietly. "Don't acquire the most important knowledge through clichés, but get the most profound understanding through the ever-evolving science and careful observation of the natural environment outside the window." "To feel someone's disappearance is, in a way, to feel his existence."...

I was very moved, but Chen Lingyu has a high tear point, so she just sighed heavily after watching it.

"Gu Lu's biggest shortcoming is that his writing style changes too much. This style is really like an old man telling people truths through novels." Chen Lingyu thought to himself.

Sherlock Holmes must have been very powerful when he was young. Chen Lingyu was not familiar with Sherlock Holmes, but he had the same reaction after watching the film.

She actually wanted to read a collection of Sherlock Holmes stories, but would the reasoning be difficult to understand?
One of the obstacles to reading detective novels is the fear that the novels are too complicated.

"What is Lingyu thinking?"

Chen Lingyu turned her head and heard her grandfather's voice. "Grandpa, I just read the book you bought and I feel a lot."

Professor Chen glanced at the book in Chen Lingyu's hand and said with a smile, "I heard that Gu Lu read two versions of The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, one translated by Lin Shu and Wei Yi, and the other published by Xinxing Publishing House."

"As a result, Gu Lu's writing style was old-fashioned and had a strong flavor of translation." Professor Chen shared an interesting story, "Lin Shu and Wei Yi translated the classical Chinese version together."

"There is a classical Chinese version of Sherlock Holmes's detective stories?" Chen Lingyu was surprised, but she was more curious about another thing, "Grandpa, why are you suddenly interested in Gu Lu?"

Chen Lingyu knew her grandfather's reading preferences, which were far different from the types of books written by Gu Lu. Even for "Young China", her grandfather was not very interested.

"Because he wrote works that surprised both me and your Grandpa Dong." Professor Chen will fly to Spain tomorrow.

Novels and poems are to be exchanged on the spot.

What kind of work could amaze both Grandpa and Grandpa Dong? Chen Lingyu was surprised.

But grandpa didn't intend to show it to her, and Chen Lingyu didn't ask.

"Have you read all these books?" Professor Chen looked up at the complete works of Gu Lu on the table.

"I just finished reading this one, now I've read them all." Chen Lingyu held up "Mr. Holmes".

Professor Chen asked, "Which one do you think is the best?"

"I think the best written one is The Little Prince, but I personally like Yesterday's Park. The short stories in it are so interesting," said Chen Lingyu.

"Yes, Gu Lu's short stories are very interesting." Professor Chen agreed. He also read the short story collection, trying to find works similar to The Fugitive. In the end, he could not find any clues, but he was also attracted by the exquisite works.

Seeing her grandfather's reaction, Chen Lingyu thought of a possibility. She asked tentatively, "Grandpa, is it hard to believe that you are studying Gu Lu?"

It’s hard to believe that Gu Lu can change so many styles and write so many good works.

"What's so hard to believe about what actually happened," Professor Chen said. "I just want to sort out a context."

Yes, the first "Gu scholar" was born.

(End of this chapter)