Chapter 334

Chapter 334

Chapter 334
"Did Gu Lu take a leave today?" Lu Ping found that Gu Lu did not show up for the morning reading, and he still did not show up after the first class.

Generally speaking, this does not happen.

"It seems like he asked for leave for something." Li Guyuan responded.

"Oh. CC, what is the specific situation?" Lu Ping asked the last student who might know the situation.

"How would I know? Although I am familiar with Gu Lu, I am definitely not clear about his affairs." Qi Caiwei responded in a flustered and somewhat happy tone, her words were also mixed up, "Although we are indeed familiar with each other, I don't know why this time."

In Lu Ping's eyes, he didn't understand why the other party reacted so strongly to a casual question he asked.

Well, he turned off the conversation without asking about Gu Lu’s whereabouts.

"Lü Ping, what are you looking for Gulu for?" Qi Caiwei implied that she could relay the message for him.

"Nothing." Lu Ping originally wanted to complain to Gu Lu about "Food Wars!!"

What the Flathead Brother didn't expect was that Ma Xuanyou was an ordinary student and his name was used casually, but Gu Lu was a nationally renowned writer in Japan. How could he just use him as a prototype without saying hello?

Gu Lu also felt his own strong luck. For example, most of the Japanese people who translated for him became famous. He seemed to be particularly popular with Japanese cartoonists, who often wrote him into their works. Kuroko's Basketball, Food Wars: Shokugeki no Soma... In addition, there was another work that was still in the planning stage. That cartoonist seemed to be a little expert on the Internet. Other Japanese people didn't pay attention to the Cthulhu series at all, but this guy also made a comic "Manman Lai Youmu and the Cthulhu Mythos that is terrifying when you understand it."

Gu Lu didn't ask about the specific situation because he didn't care much.

At present, Gu Lu took a morning off to be interviewed by reporters.

After all, you are asking for help with something, so you must adapt to the other party's schedule.

"I wonder if the Fog City Daily dares to report it." Gu Lu said this after greeting him, with a hint of provocation.

The person that Gu Lu made an appointment with yesterday was none other than Liu Ting, the reporter of Fog City Daily. They had cooperated in an interview when The Little Prince was released.

After a brief thought, Liu Ting realized that Gu Lu was the "son" of Qingtuan. Even if he was exposed, Wudu Qingtuan would come forward to protect him. To put it bluntly, if the sky fell, there would be someone taller to hold it up. So after thinking about it, she gave a positive answer.

In fact, the reporter's idea is correct. If the Fog City Youth League does not show up, then the Black Province Youth League will. Don't underestimate the Youth League... It looks useless, but it actually has a very high priority.

Gu Lu told the reporter exactly what happened yesterday. There was no need to embellish it because the incident itself was outrageous enough.

She didn't expect that Gu Lu's move would be big news. The gene of a media person in Liu Ting awakened. "Teacher Gu Lu, please rest assured that we will report it. Regarding this matter, do you have any evidence? It's not that I don't believe Teacher Gu Lu, but it's more shocking to have corroborating evidence."

"There is a video, a recording and screenshots," Gu Lu said. The screenshots are the call records of his mobile phone, which can directly prove that he called the complaint number of the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development. The video was taken yesterday after he was startled by a knock on the door and then heard the sound outside the door. The recording was secretly recorded by Gu Lu in the manager's office of the sales office. How can I say it? After living a lifetime, his idea of ​​keeping evidence is still ahead of the times.

Consider the habits of later generations.

Although the phone from 2013 does not have an anti-shake function and the camera pixel is average, it can still accurately record half of the arrogant speech of Manager Zhang outside the door. The recording is also relatively clear.

"Even the fog does not allow such arrogant people to exist!" Liu Ting was also irritated by the arrogant tone.

It was quite arrogant, and what made Gu Lu uncomfortable was that Manager Zhang's arrogance was not concealed at all. What did this prove? He was used to bullying!

"Teacher Gu Lu, this news will definitely be the front page headline of our Fog City Daily!" Liu Ting asked half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Teacher Gu Lu is a creator, what do you think the headline will be tomorrow?"

This sentence is what Manager Zhang said in the recording we just heard, "Do you think this is an ancient feudal society? You can stop the sedan chair and file a complaint to the emperor..." But there is no doubt that the version that Gu Lu slightly modified is simpler and more impactful.

Really don’t mess with writers, because writers don’t even need knives to kill people.

"What's wrong?" Gu Lu asked when he saw the reporter staring at him.

Liu Ting concealed her true thoughts, coughed dryly, and changed the subject: "I just didn't expect that a genius writer would also be troubled by these things."

"If a brick hits me on the head, I will bleed. When a writer is creating, only his mind is wandering, but his body still has to live." Gu Lu's tone became a little more serious.

"If criticism is not allowed, then praise is meaningless." Gu Lu summed it up in one sentence.

"What a wonderful sentence." Liu Ting repeated it silently twice.

"It was said by the French playwright Beaumarchais in The Marriage of Figaro, and then it was quoted by Le Figaro as the main theme of the newspaper." Gu Lu explained casually.

"It's amazing! Teacher Gu Lu is really knowledgeable." Liu Ting knew Beaumarchais and the Figaro trilogy, but she had never read them specifically.

"No, it's just that my knowledge is a bit miscellaneous." Gu Lu said.

Next, Liu Ting asked about the details of the incident. The interview took one and a half hours.

"Thank you, Mr. Gu Lu, for providing such great news to our newspaper. Do you have anything to do at noon?" Liu Ting said, "If you don't have anything, I would like to invite Mr. Gu to have a simple meal."

The dinner invitation was definitely not out of gratitude, but mainly because Liu Ting is also a literary youth and has been a writer for a while, although she later chose to be a journalist. Even so, she was definitely looking forward to having dinner with a great writer and talking about his works.

"I should thank Mr. Liu for taking the time to come here." Gu Lu said he would treat everyone at noon.

The two of them didn't argue too much, and after setting a time, Liu Ting rushed to the newspaper office. She wanted to report the news quickly, and in fact, she called the editor-in-chief before she even left the teahouse.

Gu Lu also had to go back to school for classes, and when he was about to pay for the teahouse box, he found that reporter Liu had already paid.

It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge, but King Gollum takes revenge from morning to night.

Reporter Liu Ting reported the news to the editor-in-chief. At first, the editor-in-chief was hesitant when he heard that it involved the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development, but when he heard that it was about Gu Lu, he immediately arranged it without hesitation. The editor-in-chief of Fog City Daily had similar thoughts as Liu Ting. In this small piece of land in Fog City, who could overthrow Gu Lu?
Those who are famous are all good people. As we can see from this incident, being famous enough means being able to handle things.

Even if No. 8 Middle School collapsed, "Youth" cannot collapse.

No matter how big the scandal is in Fog City, nothing can happen to the Chinese Youth Representative Gu Lu.

The situation of Youth Digest and Fog City Daily is similar.

The editorial department is busy.

"Editor-in-Chief Qu, you're just too good-tempered. Teacher Gu Lu can't just take advantage of someone." Editor Xiao Mao was indignant.

"What do you know? Teacher Xiao Gu's writing can meet our serialization requirements even without relying on fame." Deputy Editor Qu said, staring at the macarons in the trash can. I took two extra macarons in the tea room today, and I can't finish them. This thing can't stand eating four even with this tea.

He stuffed it into the trash can. He couldn't let anyone find it, so Deputy Editor-in-Chief Qu used his toes to push the trash can into the corner of his desk.

"I believe it, but..." Editor Xiao Mao muttered in a low voice, probably saying that the manuscript was fine, but it would definitely not be worth the high price of 200 per thousand words. The manuscript fee of Youth Digest was a little higher than that of ordinary magazines, but the signed 200 was also among the top ones.

"Xiao Mao, you have to be well-organized when doing things." Deputy Editor Qu stopped talking midway. In a big way, this is to build connections for Youth Digest; in a small way, it is to use the magazine's royalties to build up his own popularity.

But there was no need to explain it in detail, because he and Xiao Mao had no relationship, so there was no need to teach him like this.

Seeing that the leader had stopped talking, editor Xiao Mao did not dare to continue asking. About ten minutes later, Xiao Mao heard -

"Look, I said that Teacher Xiao Gu is an open-minded person."

There were many attachments in the mailbox, two of which were Gu Lufa's "That Tree" and "Rocket Man".

There is also a message from Gu Lu: "That Tree" is about my recent experience of moving, and the other article "Rocket Man" is a science fiction novel I wrote recently, which I feel is more in line with our Youth Digest.

"So you can only gain if you give up something. If you are not willing to give up anything, how can you gain anything?" Deputy Editor-in-Chief Qu said nonsense.

But the facts were before him, and Xiao Mao could only nod and admit that the editor was right.

After a while, Deputy Editor-in-Chief Qu finished reading the two articles.

Deputy Editor-in-Chief Qu couldn't calm down for a long time and had a lot to say, but in the end his emotion turned into a sigh.

"What an enviable short story talent. The quality of 'Rocket Man' is not far from being included in textbooks. But in the end, this is just something that Teacher Gu Lu wrote casually. I have been reading books for so many years and have never heard of such a creative writer." Deputy Editor-in-Chief Qu said.

Science fiction that can be included in textbooks? Xiao Mao's eyes were filled with surprise. Is it so exaggerated?
"How does it compare to science fictions like "Rural Teachers" and "Supporting God"? " Xiao Mao has also read Gu Lu's science fiction short stories.

"They are different. These two are incomparably romantic. In "The God of Support", there is an 'I love you' that can only be heard after hundreds of years, and there is also a huge imagination." Deputy Editor Qu said, "But Rocket Man has a deeper meaning... That's not right. Rocket Man actually has a low intention. It's more accurate to say that it has higher literary value. Since Mr. Gu Lu serialized "New Interpretation of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio", the foundation of serious literature in his works has become stronger and stronger."

"As for the other article...ha, someone is going to be in trouble." Deputy Editor-in-Chief Qu smiled gloatingly.

Generally, the jurisdiction of the subdistrict office is divided by roads or rivers and bridges. The division of Fuxing Subdistrict and Fengxia Subdistrict belongs to the former, which is a road. The tree in the title of Gu Lu's work refers to the tree on the street. "Dogs in Fuxing Subdistrict often mark their territory with this tree. People in Fengxia Subdistrict seem to be more civilized and always pay attention when walking their dogs..."

Why is Fengxia Street more civilized than Fuxing Street, but the environment is worse? With just a few strokes, Gu Lu wrote a reversal. The residents of Fuxing Street and Fengxia Street are no different, but as for street cleaning and street lamp maintenance, there are differences in all aspects...

There is no difference between residents, but there is a big difference between managers. Gu Lu has forgotten the name of the director of Fuxing Sub-district, but it doesn’t matter! Just like Gu Lu also doesn’t know the name of the director of Fengxia Sub-district.

“In the next issue, both articles will be published. What’s wrong with Mr. Gu Lu’s article?” said Deputy Editor-in-Chief Qu.

Xiao Mao's curiosity was completely aroused, and he wanted to see what science fiction that could be included in textbooks was like.

Deputy Editor Qu is really good, because his judgment is absolutely correct. Many of Ray Bradbury's works have appeared in American elementary and middle school textbooks, including two in "The Pattern Man", and Rocket Man is one of them.

"Can I read Teacher Gu Lu's work?" Xiao Mao asked.

"What are you looking at? Have you finished reviewing today's manuscripts?" asked Deputy Editor-in-Chief Qu.

Well, reading a short story won’t delay your work. But if the editor-in-chief says it’s delayed, then you’re delayed, Xiao Mao can only say yes.

"You can see it in the next issue anyway, why are you in such a hurry?" Deputy Editor Qu started to give useless chicken soup again, "Young editors must be patient."

He has had a taste of the newness of "Rocket Man", so you can say whatever you want about it.

People are like this, the less they get, the more they want. Xiao Mao's curiosity was completely piqued, and he spent the whole afternoon thinking about how to see the article.

Never had the chance...

into the night.

Many people get off work at six o'clock, and many people get off work at eight or nine o'clock. The streets are crowded with people.

Gu Lu went to school at around nine o'clock and waited for Miss Gu at the classroom door. If she was at the school gate, it would be easy to miss her.

"Jia Yu." Gu Lu called out to the heroine.

The heroine was very surprised because she knew that her brother had the privilege of not having to attend evening self-study classes.

"Today we will live in the old house as a commemoration," said Gu Lu.

Going to live in the old house on Monday night? Memorial or something, the reason doesn't sound reliable, it must have happened on Sunday.

"Okay, no problem. I quite like the old house because it is the first house I rented." Since her brother didn't say anything, Ms. Gu just went along with it.

The two of them went back to their old way. They could rent here until the end of December. Even though most of their stuff had been moved to their new home, it would definitely be fine to stay there for a night or two.

Isn't it a coincidence that I met the new director of Fuxing Sub-district on the way? By the way, Fuxing and Jiafu are both collective names for this place. Jiafu is because there is the famous Jiafu Garden, which is where Gu Lu lives, and Fuxing is the name of Fuxing Road, where the office is located. Even the clerks call the two names alternately, without paying much attention.

"Teacher Gu, why are you here so late today?" Director Geng greeted him immediately.

"The director gets off work so late?" This is what Gu Lu was curious about. He stated the facts and reasoned that grassroots clerks could not work from 9 to 5, but it was definitely no problem for the director to work from 9 to 5.

"Yes, I have to hand over the class today because of some urgent matters." Director Geng said, "As a party member, if I don't go to class at this time, who will? Teacher Gu, don't you think so?"

"The director has a high level of awareness. He is really aware of the situation." Gu Lu gave a thumbs up.

"Then we won't delay Teacher Gu. Although the bumpy road here has been repaired, you still have to be careful when you walk into the alley on your way home." Director Geng did not chat too much and left very tactfully.

After Director Geng walked about a hundred meters, Lady Gu said carefully, "Is this the director of our street office?"

Gu Lu nodded, and Gu Jiayu added, "It feels a bit pretentious."

"A little bit, but he really has something to do." Gu Lu said.

"That makes sense. This road used to be full of potholes. Even with street lights, it was easy to fall. I've seen people fall before." Miss Gu nodded in agreement.

The two of them discussed in a low voice, and Director Geng, who was leaving, was also wondering why he worked so hard, but no great writer wrote an article to praise him.

Is it because I'm not active enough? Director Geng thought.

Tonight, no one knocked on the door loudly, and the Gu brothers and sisters slept well.

The sky turned upside down and the sun rose as usual.

As usual, the December light was chilly, without any sense of the warmth of the sun.

People in the foggy city go to work when they should, go to school when they should, and those who should work harder work harder.

But the "Fog City Daily" was like a bomb in the calm, instantly shattering the calm!

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(End of this chapter)