Chapter 371 Horse Legs

Chapter 371 Horse Legs

Chapter 371 Horse Legs
Several people were sitting in the office of our literature club, their heads bowed, because they were concentrating on reviewing manuscripts, and they didn't even raise their heads. Not to mention the lecturer Li Liangping, who was already thin, and now he looked like a plump wheat ear that was about to break the wheat stem.

In a very quiet environment, making a sound seems to be a problem. Gu Lu looked up, and the action of stretching was stuck. He glanced around and only saw the back of the head. Looking back, the overall layout of the community office was like a small classroom, with more than a dozen seats and benches placed, which seemed empty. There were all kinds of chicken soup and witty sayings posted on the wall.

The four judges exchanged their scores, unlike the Leaf Cup where they did not exchange scores before the scoring. Now they will exchange their preferences.

"The essay "Looking Out" is really good. I think it can get first place." Li Liangping said, "How many points did you give it?"

Xia Xiao said, "It really impressed me. I gave it 99 points. I deducted one point because I was afraid he would become too proud."

"This is what great minds think alike. Among the 100 works that entered the semi-finals, 'Looking Out' also received the highest score!" Jia Xu said, "The full score is ."

"Yes, this student must like Kafka very much. The description of the dizziness caused by looking into the distance and seeing something I shouldn't have seen in the story has the flavor of Goyle waking up from his bed after transforming into a beetle in The Metamorphosis." Gu Lu said, "I gave it 100 points."

All three scored very high.

"I also gave it 95 points. Although it is good, there is still room for improvement." Li Liangping touched his ear while speaking.

Touching his ears is a small action that Li Liangping would only make when he was very uncomfortable, because some people would feel itchy for no reason when they were nervous and uncomfortable.

Why do I feel uncomfortable? Because I can’t control my desire to be a father.

If he had known that Guru was there, Li Liangping would not have agreed to join the jury, because he likes to give people certain guidance and suggestions.

According to common sense, when you participate in activities organized by a community, there must be some authority.

But Gu Lu existed... No matter how confident Li Liangping was, he didn't dare to teach this student how to write. When speaking, Li Liangping was more careful not to speak too much and leave space.

The score given by Teacher Li is a bit too low. The key is that the reason for deducting points while there is still room for improvement is too vague.

Three students, including Gu Lu, looked at Li Liangping.

"Looking Out is also the first prize in my mind." Li Liangping coughed twice and continued, "The reason why I gave it this score is not because it is not well written. I thought that this is only the first session of your essay competition. The first session's first prize article has such a high score? What about the next few sessions?"

So it was to lower the score for the following article? Gu Lu could understand, but he didn't agree.

"So I feel like I'm still young and don't think things through at all," Jia Xu said. "The teacher is really thoughtful."

Xia Xiao, the president of our literature club, said, "If there were no rule that the grades cannot be changed, I would also want to make it more strict."

Both judges of the club supported him, but Li Liangping looked at the most important student.

"Teachers have much more life experience than us." Gu Lu expressed his opinion.

“We do need to leave room for the students behind us. But this room cannot be gained by reducing the scores of the first batch of contestants.”

Gu Lu said, "Otherwise, wouldn't it be bad if the first and second batches of articles were of similar quality and were given one or two points lower than the latter just because they were in the first batch?"

"The solution I proposed is to adjust the overall scoring standards from the beginning," said Gu Lu. "For example, an excellent work is scored between 90 and 94 points. To get points, it must be a stunning work that catches the eye. The higher the scores, the higher the requirements."

"Because the judges of the essay competition may be different, they will definitely have their own appreciation levels. We just need a rough framework." Gu Lu fully explained his ideas.

Li Liangping opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to deny the student's fault, but he held back this time because the person was different.

"How is it?" Gu Lu looked around at the other three judges.

"President! Look, I think our literature club's essay contest is going to be a big hit. Look at Teacher Li and me, Gu Shen, who have perfected the rules." Jia Xu said immediately, "This is the most solid step towards success."

Xia Xiao also stood up and said, "Very good, very good, then let's set a scoring framework and make the scoring a little stricter! What do you think, Teacher Li?"

What else can he see? He is not Li Yuanfang. The other party's plan is as perfect as Di Renjie's. Li Liangping touched his ear and nodded in agreement.

So it was overturned and re-evaluated!

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"Look what I see," Deputy Editor-in-Chief Liu Yong was a little excited, and his inner thoughts even turned into translation.

After watching it for more than ten minutes, I couldn't calm down for a long time and was filled with emotion.

Liu Yong knocked on the door of the editor-in-chief's office. He walked in only after the editor said "Come in". President Kang was looking at the documents. According to his work habits, the editors came in to talk about the matter. He would decide whether to look up or not based on the severity of the matter. But after a long while, there was no sound. How could he not be sensible? Another new intern? President Kang thought to himself, and when he looked up, it was Liu Yong.

He was proud of his status, so Liu Yong had to wait until the editor-in-chief looked up before he spoke.

"President Kang, you have found your topic." Liu Yong's speech was incoherent, but the president got it.

Friends who have a little knowledge of People's Literature, the most prestigious literary magazine in China, should know that Mao Dun was the peak period of the magazine when he was the editor-in-chief. After all, Mao Dun was the undisputed leader of the domestic literary world at that time. Later, the status of the editor-in-chief of People's Literature declined. But no matter what, he was still the secretary of the SJ Department of the Writers Association. Therefore, apart from the review of manuscripts, Editor-in-Chief Kang still had to complete the tasks of the Writers Association.

What is the mission of the Writers Association at present? It is very simple: "The changes in the intentional description of famous writers during their growth."

Every writer has his favorite image. Kafka likes to use animals and their alienation to describe; Camus often uses the sea and the sun, and Yu Hua, who believes that this world does not exist, likes to use "sky" as his image.

"God, please fuck me to death" comes from Yu Hua's "Calling in the Rain", and this call is the call of farmers who are suffering from a severe drought. In Yu Hua's novels, "sky" and "God" have the same meaning. This is also quite obvious in "To Live", which Gu Lu picked.

Researching writers and writing skills is one of the tasks of the Writers Association. Don't think that the Writers Association doesn't do practical work... It seems to be true, ahem, but occasionally researching and compiling, and making these reports are beneficial to the promotion of literature.

"Tell me." Editor-in-Chief Kang pinched the notebook with even more force, leaving wrinkles on the paper, just like the impatience between his brows.

"These two novels, 'One-inch Master' and 'Dwarf', are very typical." Liu Yong handed over the tablet computer. On it were two manuscripts side by side.

"Whose work?" Editor-in-Chief Kang was not familiar with either work.

After all, the series of human chairs that Gu Lu drew were basically published in Story Club, and Japan has a greater influence. You expect people who have been engaged in serious literature to understand, that's too much to ask.

"The former is Gu Lu's work, which was created about five years ago," Liu Yong introduced. "The latter was created recently. I submitted it yesterday. Because our magazine held an event today, so there were too many submissions in my mailbox, and I only reviewed it today."

The deputy editor-in-chief implied that it was reviewed yesterday and sent over yesterday.

Editor-in-Chief Kang must know Gu Lu. To be honest, even if he hasn't produced any new works for a few years, people in the industry will never forget him.

"Four or five years is too short. Plus, the change from adolescence to adulthood is not strong enough," said editor-in-chief Kang. The report is about two writers with a particularly large gap in intentions, and the writers Liu Yong introduced did not grow up long enough.

"The intentions of dwarfs and other transformed people are really different." Liu Yong felt that he was trying to flatter someone, how did he get caught?

"I didn't expect that Teacher Gu would submit articles to our magazine again. I remember the last time he submitted an article to "New Interpretation of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio"? It was very exciting." Editor-in-Chief Kang said, "How does the article "Dwarf" compare to "New Interpretation of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio"?

"The genres are completely different," Liu Yong said. "When I read New Interpretations of Liao Zhai, I applauded because of the accuracy and beauty of the sentences. But The Dwarf wins with its content."

It is normal to have changes. How could someone who was able to write The Little Prince when he was a teenager not have evolved in several years?

"Then we at People's Literature will definitely give the highest price for this manuscript," said Chief Editor Kang.
People's Literature is the magazine with the highest payment for manuscripts, and there is no other magazine that charges the highest payment. In 17, it was 500-800 yuan per thousand words. The Dwarf has more than words, and if it is fully paid, it will be close to yuan before tax.

Liu Yong is not stupid. How can someone who can stand out and become the deputy editor-in-chief be a fool? Editor-in-chief Kang's change of subject proves that he is really flattering.

So the next step is to take back the tablet? But Editor Kang did not completely refuse.

Liu Yong had eight hundred thoughts in his mind at once, and decided not to mention the tablet. He found an excuse to leave the president's office.

The president watched Liu Yong leave, and the office door closed gently, and then Editor-in-Chief Kang withdrew his gaze. The other party also had good intentions.

But good intentions do not necessarily lead to good results. Editor-in-Chief Kang smoothed out the wrinkles on the notebook with his hands, but no matter what, the faint marks would definitely always be there.

Editor Kang spent more than an hour selecting and finally chose two. One is Dao Yixiang of "Shut up" and the other is Liu Cixin from the literary circle. Both are good, but they are not very innovative.

With a general idea, Editor Kang relaxed and started reading Gu Lu's article. After all, he also admired this talented young man very much.

As a marginalized person, the dwarf can be said to be the most commonly used character in film and television dramas. Because of the discrimination itself, it can express things very well. The content of "One-inch Master" was as he expected, with crazy discrimination and the content was also relatively old-fashioned.

The only novel thing is the horrifying description, which is a bit scary.

"The style is completely different from that of The Little Prince. This author is really interesting." Editor-in-Chief Kang started reading the second article.

The second article was just as he expected. Wait, why is there something wrong with this beginning?

[There was a short clown in Barnaboone's circus. When he was thirty-five years old, he actually started to grow again. Scholars were very troubled by this because they had already concluded that people would never grow again after the age of twenty-five. So they tried every means to suppress this matter...]
(End of this chapter)