Chapter 290 A thriller comparable to literature

Chapter 290 A thriller comparable to literature

Chapter 290 A thriller short story comparable to literature

"A submission from Teacher Gu Lu?" Xiao Xue confirmed again and again that the email address of this manuscript belonged to Gu Lu.

As expected, Teacher Gu Lu is a very particular person, and he really writes when he has inspiration!

"A wonderful masterpiece. I'm ready." Xiao Xue thought of the wonderful works "Iron Pillar" and "Singing to the Moon in the White Room".

Today’s submissions are also two articles titled “The Possibility of Evil” and “Wild Thoughts”.

It can be seen that Gu Lu did not take out the trump card "Lottery". After all, it is impossible to play two kings at the beginning. Will he play poker?

Of course, these two novels are already king bombs in the field of thriller novels compared to other horror novels!
Xiao Xue first started watching "The Possibility of Evil".

The story begins with a story about an elegant woman named Adela Strangworth in a small European town.

"Are you going to write another incredible plot?" Xiao Xue is half a fan of Gu Lu.

He was well aware of Gu Lu's cleverness, and would set stories that were not convenient to write with a domestic background in other countries.

It's like the Akechi Kogoro series with frequent perversions in Japan, and the plot involving class and color revolution, such as the European Middle Ages imitated by Flatland. There are countless examples.

Mrs. Strangworth is 71 years old this year. She has been here since the town was first developed. Even the rose bushes that are the town’s attractions were planted by her grandmother.

She regarded the town as her home and was proud of everything in the town. Mrs. Strangworth, who was also a living fossil, was respected by the people in the town. Even the most naughty children would stop and say hello when they saw her.

The following plot tells the story of the old woman's daily life.

People who have lived in a small town should know that a small town is actually an acquaintance society, and almost everyone knows each other.

This is even more true in small towns in Europe, where there are fewer residents.

"A great deal of ink is devoted to describing the harmony of Strangworth and the town."

The knowledgeable Xiao Xue was a little confused about the subsequent development of the story.

If this article had been signed by a different author, Xiao Xue, the deputy editor-in-chief, would have started to frown. Judging from the previous article, there is no horror atmosphere at all.

It even describes how wonderful the town is and how Strangworth loves it.

But Xiao Xue is confident in this pen name.

Sure enough, halfway through the story, something strange happened.

Strangworth, a living fossil respected by everyone in the town, has a special hobby.

Send an anonymous letter. It must be sent secretly in the evening when there are few people on the street.

[Have you never seen an idiotic child? Some people just shouldn't have children, right?]
[Didn't you realize that they were all laughing at you when you left the bridge club on Thursday? Or is it that wives are always the last to notice these things?] Specially selected green envelope.

To Mrs. Foster who is having surgery this week: [You know nothing about doctors. Remember, they are human beings who want to make money just like the rest of us. Even if the scalpel accidentally cuts the wrong spot, Dr. Ronaldo will still get the surgery fee from your nephew.]
It's Ronaldo again. He also appeared in Flatland. It seems that Gu Lu is a fan. Xiao Xue thought so, but soon immersed himself in the plot again.

Strangworth, the living fossil of the town, has lived long enough to know many secrets of the town. She would write letters to expose these secrets.

"Why?" Seeing this, Xiao Xue was very curious.

No reason! The end of the story is that when Strangworth was eavesdropping on the gossip next to him, one of the letters he sent fell out of the mailbox.

It happened to be seen and picked up by someone, and it was obviously exposed.

"Hmm? That's it." Xiao Xue frowned and muttered to himself, "Teacher Gu Lu's writing style has changed a lot this time, and it's a bit..."

Yes, Xiao Xue is a little confused. What the hell is written here?

Is it thrilling?
It seems not.

Did I not understand it? Xiao Xue was thinking this. So he read it again.

It seems that we have found out why the living fossil of the small town, Strangworth, did this.

There are two sentences in it: "There is so much evil in people. Even in such a pleasant town, there is still so much evil in people." "The world is so big, but there is only one Strangworth left to fight for mankind."

Xiao Xue has been a miner for many years. He can tell that this man is Shen Jin! Is it righteous for you to do this?
Disrespectful to the elderly, getting worse as he gets older, the old man has become a spirit, and so on adjectives were added to Xiao Xue's mind.

"I feel a little uncomfortable after reading this..."

I carefully tried to find out why I felt uncomfortable, and it was like I put on clothes and found that the label was not cut off.

Clothes with labels hidden inside can still be worn, but they are really uncomfortable.

"I think I know."

The story is about tricks, because the European town was described so beautifully in the beginning, and the protagonist Strangworth and his neighbors get along well with each other.

But I never thought it would be like this in private.

The same is true of the following work, "Random Thoughts".

It tells the story of a middle-aged man who bought a birthday present for his wife on their wedding anniversary, but a stranger seemed to follow him from the gift shop to his home.

While he was daydreaming, the protagonist killed someone...

Gu Lu's writing style this time is eloquent and he will immerse readers in the world of the book through detailed ideas.

For example, Strangworth knows everyone in the town, and even knows where the residents graduated from and why they stayed in the town. This kind of description makes readers understand that she has lived in the town for more than 50 years and is very familiar with the town.

When she exposes people's secrets through anonymous letters, there is no abrupt question: "Where did he find these secrets?"

"Psychological horror?" Xiao Xue felt it. Some horrors are hidden in daily life. The previous article described the town in such a way that he even wanted to live there. But knowing that there is such a living fossil would immediately give up the idea.

Who doesn’t have a secret?

After reading the two novels, it feels like a thin film covering them. You will feel that the content is not scary and is rather confusing. But if you read them carefully and break through, you will feel more and more uncomfortable. If you feel uncomfortable but want to explore why, your thinking will be more divergent, and you will feel highly horrified.

"It's really advanced!" Xiao Xue couldn't help but applaud, "It's an upgraded version of 'Iron Pillar'!"

Tiezhu's fear also comes from his imagination of the suicide system in the small mountain village. But the suicide system in the small mountain village is not very immersive after all. The two current stories are trivial matters in life and are very close.

"As expected of someone who has been published in People's Literature, he has almost turned a thriller into literature. His writing skills have improved so fast, it seems that he was born to be a writer." Xiao Xue felt that submitting this article to New Reading was a bit of a waste.

The main thing is that this kind of writing style is not intuitive and thrilling. The votes may not be high, and whether it can beat the champion article is another matter.

Even if it's a bit of a waste, so what? Such a good article can't be pushed out!
Suddenly, Xiao Xue thought of a way, and called Vice President Dong. The matter concerning the writer Gu Lu was not small. When the magazine was revised, Gu Lu's works played a great role.

"Xiao Xue, I'm driving, it won't affect me, just tell me what you want to say." Vice President Dong has gotten used to it and has been successfully tamed by Xiao Xue.

"No, no, no, don't be distracted while driving. Be responsible for yourself and others." Xiao Xue said, "Besides, President Dong, I have a long thing to say and I can't finish it in a short time. Anyway, I'm still in the company. President, please tell me when you get home. I'm not busy. Be safe on the road."

Without any hesitation, he hung up the phone.

Vice President Dong, who was driving on the other end of the phone, kept thinking, "It's quite long" and "It won't be finished in a short time." He shuddered unconsciously. Looking at the road where the vehicles were driving, he suddenly felt that the road was so short today.

: p.m.

Xiao Xue stretched and decided to leave work early today. He was happy because he received Gu Lu's submission.

"No wonder if it's a foreign background, are you worried that the sense of substitution will be too strong?" Xiao Xue turned off the lights while talking.

...Early in the morning.

Who is barking so early in the morning?

Gu Lu jumped up from the bed angrily and went to the balcony to look outside.

A new store opened outside the community, and they started setting off firecrackers before nine o'clock.

It couldn't be considered as a bad temper after waking up. Anyway, Gu Lu quickly put on his clothes and rushed out of the door.

Follow the sound of firecrackers to find the open shops.

It was a barbecue restaurant. Gu Lu did not do anything radical. He just thought to himself, "I will never eat at this restaurant."

oath!

Just as he was going out, Gu Lu bought two steamed buns to eat. Wu always had night buns, which were buns bought specifically at night.

In summary, you can eat buns most of the time in the foggy city.

I have an appointment today, let’s go out.

"Who do you want me to accompany you to meet today?" Gu Lu's first words when he saw the girl with super strength.

Zhou Lin said, "It's just the two of us. Today we're going to visit the Three Gorges Museum."

She grumbled in her heart that she had finally "borrowed" two days, and she was reluctant to go to Zhao Juan's birthday party before.

We must have two people today! Otherwise it would be a waste, Zhou Lin thought.

"I don't remember you like visiting museums?" Gu Lu asked curiously.

"I need to prepare for next year's Model United Nations. Because of this year's cultural relics incident, I feel that next year's Model United Nations topic is likely to be this one," Zhou Lin said. "I haven't been to museums very often, so I came to take a look. Even if I guess wrong, I can still learn more."

When I was a kid, I often saw teachers taking us to museums in textbooks. But in reality, Gu Lu had never been there.

“You are really serious about Model United Nations.” Gu Lu sighed.

Zhou Lin turned around and asked, "Gulu, do you know the difference between a dream and a goal?"

Fortunately, the distance was quite far, otherwise Gu Lu would really be swept by the high ponytail.

"One is achievable, and the other is almost impossible to achieve." Gu Lu responded casually.

"No, no, whether it can be achieved or not is a result-oriented issue. We have no way of knowing at the beginning whether we can do it or not," said Zhou Lin.

Her eyes seemed to sparkle. “So I think the difference between a dream and a goal is whether or not you move closer to that direction. A goal is something you move closer to step by step, but a dream is just a fantasy in your head, and there won’t be any action. This is my own definition.”

We are getting closer to our goal step by step, isn't it? Gu Lu thought of Zhou Lin's "arrogant" goal again.

"Can you do it?" Gu Lu muttered softly.

But because the two were very close, Zhou Lin heard it, "I think I can. You have to trust me, there will be no problem."

"Okay, I believe you." Gu Lu nodded. He was thinking about the small goal he had set for himself, to become a famous short story writer.

It’s still a little bit lacking in convenience. Although I’ve always been thinking about short stories, I should be more active in promoting a collection of short stories.

"It's a bit perfunctory." Zhou Lin looked at the other person and felt that he was a little absent-minded.

With the end of today’s visit to the Three Gorges Museum, Gu Lu’s student activities during the summer vacation have basically come to an end.

Oh yeah, there's one more thing!
The heroine was admitted to the best high school in the foggy city. Her stepfather (Xiao's father) was very happy, so he took a leave and took the whole family to Simianshan for fun.

Therefore, the dinner to celebrate Gu Jiayu's success was delayed for more than a week.

"Jia Yu, this is my high school classmate and very good friend Li Guyuan, who is very good at statistics of some knowledge points." Gu Lu introduced.

Gu Lu turned around and said, "Gu Yuan, let me introduce you. This is my sister, my biological sister."

"Master, you are really a master. This notebook is more useful than many teachers' summaries." Gu Jiayu was not at all nervous and greeted him directly.

In comparison, Li Guyuan was a little nervous, but he quickly adjusted his attitude because he was also a very outgoing person.

"I'm much worse than my teacher. The teacher has rich experience. The reason why it's more obvious is that there is always an age gap between teachers and students. I have the advantage of age." said Li Guyuan.

"Oh oh oh," Gu Jiayu nodded.

Huh? Wait, Gu Lu suddenly realized that the heroine's face had a bit of baby fat. She got fatter!

"Honestly speaking, Rou Tangyuan - oh no, Tangyuan, you can really go do a live broadcast to teach people how to review." Gu Lu stumbled over his words.

Li Guyuan waved his hands. He didn't think his behavior was anything special. Instead, he thought his talent for writing novels was unique.

It is true that everyone is born with talents, but most people cannot discover their own strengths.

"Gulu, why is your sister so cute?" Li Guyuan said, "Is she really your biological daughter?"

"Of course it's my biological child!" Gu Lu said, "Do you mean that I'm ugly?"

"No, no, no, it's not that ugly. It's just that her looks are still a bit behind your sister's." Li Guyuan said.

"I don't believe it!" Gu Lu said firmly.

During the meal, Li Guyuan was talkative, Gu Jiayu was a chatterbox, and Gu Lu also talked a lot, so the atmosphere was good.

When paying the bill, Gu Jiayu insisted on paying.

"Please, give me this chance. I want to thank you, brother, and also thank Tangyuan." Gu Jiayu shouted after her brother.

The responsibility of paying the bill was finally given to the heroine.

The three of them ate more than a hundred yuan, and seeing the distressed look on the heroine's face, their small treasury was greatly reduced.

After meal.

Come back home!

Gu Lu felt that the time was about right.

"Uncle Jian, I had an idea for a science fiction novel before, and then I visited a major animal laboratory, which gave me other ideas. Putting them together might be quite something." Gu Lu called President Jian and said.

He said, "I'm almost done. Uncle Jian, please take a look and see if it meets the publishing standards."

"Is there any part of your book that does not meet the publishing standards?" President Jian replied.

Without much greeting, the two hung up the phone.

Another science fiction after Flatland.

President Jian is still very much looking forward to it, it's a bit of a science fiction novel.

(End of this chapter)