Chapter 336 Who allowed it?

Chapter 336 Who allowed it?

Chapter 336 Who allowed it?

If only the young people from Heilongjiang Province were speaking, it could be a "personal" behavior.

Then it was very excessive for the two official accounts, Heilongjiang Province Culture and Tourism Bureau and Heilongjiang Province Press, to repost this message on Weibo.

what is this?
It's obvious poaching!
The key point is that Heilongjiang Province did not cover it up at all, and even the people within Heilongjiang Province started to fight for it.

Oil City Tourism: "We are a city of a hundred lakes. Blackfish Lake, Duerbert Chain Lake, Heming Lake, Lotus Lake and Qingma Lake are great places for walking and composing."

Ice City Tourism: "Our city is known as the Moscow of the East. The food and scenery are first-class. It is said that the overseas bestseller Mr. Sherlock Holmes was created in Ice City. It has a unique origin."

Xuecheng Tourism: "If you go to other places and find the food is not good or filling, come to our Xuecheng, the land of fish and rice! Food is the first necessity of the people, and our Xuecheng is the food capital of Heilongjiang Province."

People from Jia City, Yi City, He City, Beituanlinzi and other places also ran out.

Can you bear it?
It must be said that he is powerful because he has experienced many storms and waves. Look how angry he is, but there is no change on his facial expression.

Since Mr. Yang, there has been no one who can be called a great writer in the modern literature of Fog City. And Mr. Yang's Red Rock attribute is too strong, and the more recent one is Mo Huaiqi, who can only be considered half a great writer.

Gu Lu finally appeared. Although he is still a little far from being a great writer, his talent is obvious to the naked eye. Moreover, Gu Lu's united front value is far greater than 99.9% of writers.

“If there are problems, we must solve them. We must not let people keep them in their minds,” said leader Zhang.

"As it should be. No. 8 Middle School is a key high school in our city. Gu Lu must be happiest studying there. He will definitely not be used to it if he transfers to Heilongjiang Province." Leader Zheng said.

Zheng's understanding is that Gu Lu's move from Fog City to Heilongjiang Province will bring shame to the city. Zhang's idea is that as long as Gu Lu, the representative of Chinese Youth, is in Fog City, it will be a political achievement.

The two of them talked for a while, and Leader Zheng made intensive arrangements. You can't be too deliberate, and you must do things one by one.

Anyway, I will definitely not let Gu Lu have any opinions about his hometown anymore.

……

"Okay, no problem. I'll definitely come during the winter break."

"Really? There are such good benefits?"

"I might bring my sister then."

Don't think that Heilongjiang Province is just talking big, they are really doing it. President Wang called and showed some concern. He randomly invited him to visit Bingcheng, and the gimmick was "Celebration Party for the Sales of Flowers for Algernon Breaking 1.5 Million".

Gu Lu agreed. He was thinking that when he published his book, the signing event was not held in Heilongjiang Province because he was in school, so he couldn't be so partial.

Then, President Wang took the opportunity to say, "During the last interaction with the National Language Committee, Xiao Gu impressed our unit. If you come to the Ice City, you can stay for a few more days. You can stay at the New Paris Hotel, Liyuan Hotel, and New World Hotel for free. It's also a pleasure to have friends coming from afar."

Tell me, there is such a good thing.

"Xiao Gu, do you have any inspiration for a new book recently?" President Wang did not forget the serious business.

"Some ideas are just a novella, and they are also popular science topics," said Gu Lu.

When the two words "novella" and "popular science" are combined together, President Wang instantly thinks of the novel "Flatland" by Ceiling.

“Our publishing house has also published many popular science works on history, so we are very experienced in this area,” said President Wang.

He directly said that he would send it to him after it was written, and President Wang hung up the phone happily, even though Gu Lu had not created the document yet.

President Wang is the vice president of New Youth Publishing House. There is no need to introduce his other identity in detail.

"I wonder how Uncle Jian is doing now?" Gu Lu suddenly thought of President Jian, one of his mentors.

Since Uncle Jian went to Shanghai People's Publishing House, the two have had less contact. Opening the text messages on his mobile phone, the last time they chatted was a month and a half ago. Uncle Jian congratulated him on his achievements in the UK in a news article published in the Global Times.

Even the contact was just "praise", Gu Lu nodded silently, he knew Uncle Jian was like this, even "bad words" would be wrapped in honey.

Gu Lu sent a message to Uncle Jian to say hello. According to his pace of publishing one novel and one novella every year, it would be no problem to publish them in two publishing houses respectively.

if needed.

"I'll check my email again and then go to bed." After opening his email, Gu Lu saw the notifications that the manuscripts of "Rocket Man" and "That Tree" had been accepted.

as expected.

"Publication time, oh, the next monthly issue in December, today is the sixth, there are still eight or nine days." Gu Lu calculated the day.

I am a little worried. What if the Fengxia Street Office installs the convex turning mirror during this period?
That's not right. Even if it was approved, the street office's lazy governance could not be washed away. Gu Lu believed that there was nothing wrong with his article.

King Gollum is always like this, very afraid that he will make mistakes, so he is very careful. But after a while, he will blame himself for thinking so much.

In this respect he is very similar to his original self. He has never made any decisions on small matters, but when he grows up he is afraid to make decisions.

Next watch——

“This email?”

"What kind of monster knows my email address?"

Gu Lu frowned. He had received a letter of challenge, or to be more precise, a letter of challenge with a hint of boasting.

The content of the letter... to be honest, it has a machine-translated feel to it. It is a letter from Kadokawa Shoten.

First, the sales of the two books "The Prince of That Time" and "Flowers for Algernon" were listed.

Next, the sales of a book called "Shoot a Bullet at the Sun" were listed, which exceeded the Japanese version of The Little Prince and was very close to Algernon.

The author of the work is the Japanese prodigy Katsudane Maru.

According to the implication of the letter, the sun in Katsutauchi Maru will "burn to death" the bouquet sooner or later.

After some research on the Internet, King Gollum was very unhappy with the result.

If this Katsudane Maru is truly a genius and has written a work that sells well, he will not have any negative emotions when facing challenges.

Because Gu Lu is very confident about himself, his works are all based on the shoulders of giants, and he himself is a plagiarist. But a true genius is very powerful, which is why Gu Lu took the initiative to build a good relationship with Li Guyuan.

However, "Shooting a Bullet at the Sun" was promoted by Gu Lu with a lot of resources from beginning to end.

Whether it was short stories or long stories, the magazines and publishers where Gu Lu published them all belonged to the Hitotsubashi group. And Katsutauchi Maru was the genius introduced by the Kadokawa group...

"Stepping on others to get to the top? That's a bit too much." Gu Lu muttered and sent a message to someone Ni Hong knew, asking for help.

It was quite late when we finished.

The good mood before going to bed is gone.

"If I had known I wouldn't have checked my email before going to bed...wait, that sounds familiar."

"I won't be stupid again next time!"

Fall asleep.

I had a dream from my past life, in which my new book failed.

Speaking of dreams, according to the setting of the Cthulhu mythology system, the entire universe was born from the dream of the blind and foolish god Azathoth, so he must be ensured not to wake up from the dream, otherwise everything will be destroyed.

To be honest, Gu Lu was woken up by the alarm clock in the early morning, and the world in his dream was destroyed.

In the dream, the computer, bed, room and the street outside the window were all gone.

Because of the nightmare, Gu Lu was muttering to himself while chewing on a hot bun.

"The dream is the opposite, the dream is the opposite, which proves that there is nothing wrong with my book."

Why worry about it? It's rude to trigger the synthesis.

"Brother, what are you mumbling about?" Gu Jiayu asked.

"Oh, I think buns must be more delicious than soy milk and fried dough sticks." said Gu Lu.

Friends from other places may not know that steamed buns are not just breakfast in Fog City. There are many steamed bun shops open 24 hours a day. Many strong laborers will choose to buy a basket of steamed buns to fill their stomachs after getting off work in the middle of the night.

"!!" The female warrior covered the fried dough stick in her hand. At that moment, the fried dough stick was a three-foot-long sword. "How is it possible? Soy milk fried dough sticks, glutinous rice cakes, hemp garden, and sugar sticks are the best partners for breakfast."

"Rejected! Eat quickly, you're going to be late for class." Gu Lu kept saying.

The advantage of the old house is that the breakfast shop in the alley is really good. The braised pork buns and fresh meat buns are delicious. He can finish one and a half baskets (9) by himself. In the new community, there are also breakfast shops, and they are even cleaner and have more fillings: pickled mustard and pork, beef buns, fresh meat vermicelli, snow vegetable, etc.

The latter all have advantages, the only disadvantage is that they don’t taste good.

After finishing their meal quickly, they ran to the classroom. Gu Jiayu had a habit of staying in bed a little longer. When the alarm went off, she would sleep for a few more minutes and could not be woken up. But once she stayed in bed for more than ten minutes, she would wake up and call her brother to get up.

The two of them parted ways in the playground, and the first and second year of high school were not in the same teaching building.

"Mr. Lu..." Gu Lu met Teacher Lu in the corridor and didn't have time to say hello.

Then I saw Teacher Lu take the initiative to speak, "Hello, student Gu Lu."

Hmm? Gu Lu felt that things were a little bit reversed.

"Ahem, hello, Teacher Lu." Gu Lu responded.

"I'm sure I'll be fine, Gu Lu." Teacher Lu said, "I'm going to class 7 now. Gu Lu, please walk carefully. The ground is slippery. Be careful not to fall."

The cement floor of the corridor was so smooth that it reflected white light, and there were indeed many buttocks that had come into close contact with it, so Gu Lu agreed.

It was a bit strange, because six out of ten teachers would take the initiative to greet him when they saw him. But when he got to the classroom, his classmates' reactions didn't change. Gu Lu couldn't think of the reason for a moment, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Yes, Gu Lu’s “drawing of the sword” caused such a big stir that, at least within a week, the teachers were quite “afraid” of it.

The essence of fear is the worry that you will make mistakes.

Ms. Gao, the head teacher of Class 10, is not worried because she has prepared the lessons and knows the students very well.

"I'm going to tell you something today," Teacher Gao said loudly, "Student Wei Lili has asked for a week's leave. Do you know why?"

No one knew, because Wei Lili's popularity in the class was not bad, but his extraordinary behavior (including but not limited to kowtowing to the corner, pulling down the classroom curtains and wrapping them around his body, etc.) also made him have no particularly close friends.

"Student Wei Lili, there is a problem at home." Teacher Gao said, "So the teacher wants to organize a charity donation, and several of us teachers have already given our thanks."

Generally speaking, teachers will not initiate this kind of donation, because high school students can't actually donate much money. It is only possible when the situation is extremely difficult.

The teachers have donated several thousand dollars.

"Boy - what happened?" "Is it serious?" "Which hospital is he in?" the classmates asked.

The first person to speak was Zeng Jie, who was about to call Wei Lili by his nickname - tongziji, but then he held back.

There was a time when you didn’t have good friends in class, but you had to have a nickname.

"Don't worry, it's not Wei Lili who was injured. The teacher is not in a position to disclose the specific circumstances. Students can follow their own ideas. This is an anonymous donation." Teacher Gao said.

It’s definitely not the student’s problem, because if there is a problem with the student, the parents and elders will definitely try every possible means to solve the problem.

His donation was the largest among all the students - five hundred yuan.

In Gu Lu's limited memory, he had spoken to Wei Lili four or five times, and they were not familiar with each other. Therefore, he donated so much, not because of friendship, but because he met him and had certain ability. So how can it be said that it is easier for rich people to be good people. If he was in the state of failure in the dream yesterday, Gu Lu would definitely organize some donation behind his back, and then donate the average of his classmates.

So is King Gollum kind by nature?

Among all the students in the class, the one who donated the second most was Qi Caiwei. Gu Lu saw her take out a roll of money from her small purse, about a hundred yuan.

CC is a thoughtful person. From what the teacher said, he seemed to have guessed that something very big had happened in his classmate's family.

"I hope everything will be safe and sound." Gu Lu could still hear his deskmate praying quietly, with his hands clasped under his chin and his eyes closed.

The cool sunlight was shining outside the window, and she opened her lips slightly as if biting the sunlight.

This girl is really kind. Gu Lu thought again, well, he is kind too.

During the next break, Wei Lili, who was absent from class, became a hot topic of discussion among his classmates. This should be the most watched day for him since he entered No. 8 Middle School.

school.

Figuring that he could return to his new neighborhood today, Gu Lu walked towards Bauhinia Garden.

Very good. Fengxia Sub-district Office never disappoints people when it comes to disappointing people. Gu Lu withdrew his gaze.

When crossing the road, he looked left and right and saw that the vehicles in the mountain city were driving rather recklessly, so he was extra careful.

As soon as I reached the first phase of the community, I was stopped.

"Dear brother, you are the great writer Gu Lu, right?"

"I didn't expect you to be here. I've seen the prince of some country you wrote about!"

I met the auntie in the red jacket, but today she was wearing a black down jacket and she wrapped herself tightly anyway.

"Auntie Zheng, please don't pull me. I won't leave." Gu Lu said quickly.

Prince of what country? Flatland? Gu Lu smiled in his heart, knowing that the other party had not read it, and just glanced at the title. The title was wrong.

"I said before that so many people saw me and the manager arguing, but only Diwa stood up." Aunt Zheng said to the people around her, "At that time, I thought that Diwa must not be an ordinary student."

Aunt Zheng boasted as she spoke, and even gestured with her hands, "Look, I guessed right!"

What is the propaganda power of aunties? Especially aunties who do the Baba dance.

Anyway, ever since Aunt Zheng accepted an interview with the Fog City Daily a few days ago, she first bought a lot of copies of the newspaper and let her relatives and neighbors read it.

After showing off to everyone she knew, Aunt Zheng started to think that there was a great writer in the community.

“I didn’t expect that our community has a top scholar and a great writer.”

"I heard from my child that Gu Lu is the most famous writer born in the 1990s. No one in the same age group can beat him."

"Manager Zhang, that scoundrel, has finally met his match."

"Take some apples and eat them. This is definitely a credit to the people in our community."

People were talking about it all, and they all heard about the great writer's deeds from Aunt Zheng.

The older generation still highly respected writers, so soon Gu Lu had a red plastic bag in his hand, with apples, oranges, and even noodles "growing" in the bag.

It was quite enthusiastic, and Gu Lu couldn't refuse at all.

Ten minutes later, King Gollum returned home carrying a bag of things.

lay down.

Gu Lu was used to it. It was the same in the old house. Once the neighbors got used to it, there wouldn't be such a big noise anymore.

I washed an apple and sat in front of the computer.

After a half-month interval, Christmas is approaching and it’s time to start writing the essay for the Norwegian cultural exchange.

Gu Lu gave up all his reading time and focused on reading the three Norwegian books. He also took notes on the places that interested him.

Works similar to reference books are really hard to read. Gu Lu has thought many times whether to make the books look old or just treat them as if they were read.

But that can only fool yourself, not others. Zweig is European, and Europe is as close as the distance between provinces, so he is already familiar with a lot of information.

Gu Lu forced himself to finish watching it despite his boredom in order to avoid being exposed during conversations with others!
I started writing, but there wasn't much to say. The sound of keyboard tapping could be heard in the room.

Gu Lu finished copying the manuscript overnight. He first transferred the file to his mobile phone and then prepared to send it to the professor via WeChat.

WeChat is now used quite frequently, and he also asked the professor a lot of questions.

[Gu Lu: What is the relationship between Norway and the UK?

Professor Xia Hou: Norway actually has a certain good impression of Britain. For example, they send a Christmas tree to Trafalgar Square in London every year to thank Britain for its help to Norway during World War II.

Professor Xia Hou: Norway wanted to remain neutral during World War II, but was captured in 1940 and occupied by Germany until 1945, a full five years. King Haakon of Norway sought asylum in Britain.

Gu Lu: Thank you, Professor Xiahou.

……

Professor Xia Hou: When you mentioned literary interest, I remembered something. A professor at the University of Oslo told me that the famous children's writer Roald Dahl was born in Wales, although he was a British citizen. But his parents were Norwegian, and the chocolate in his masterpiece "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" was from the Norwegian brand FREIA. But now many readers think it was from the British brand Choccywoccydoodah.

Gu Lu: Is it because the movie was shot using Choccywoccydoodah?
[…]
That’s all the chat records and stuff, I’ll send the article first.

It went very smoothly, and I stretched my body.

(End of this chapter)