Chapter 374 It's Impossible to Contact Him
Chapter 374 It's Impossible to Contact Him
"Ji Ji Ji, I am King Ji Ji." Wang Penggang was very excited.
"I know you're anxious, but don't be anxious." Jia Xu said, "Look, didn't Brother Gu and I come to see you?"
"I had agreed with Brother K to go out and play together on my birthday, and he was also planning to introduce me to a girlfriend. It's ruined, everything is ruined." Wang Penggang was in good spirits, but he was in a depressed mood.
"Wake up, is this the only thing on your mind?" Jia Xu said, "Shouldn't we college students have other pursuits?"
"What yellow crap, Brother K and I are just friends. Thinking about women is yearning for love. Can you call this a lack of ambition?!" Wang Penggang retorted fiercely, even trying to prop himself up. But the pain made him quiet.
Brother K is not a Peking University student. He is about 27 or 28 years old. No one knows his real name. Some students say K is the first letter of his last name, and some say he is called that because he coughs all year round. No matter which one it is, it does not change the fact that "K" does not have a proper job. But if students want to go to bars, karaoke and other night entertainment places, it is much faster to find him to reserve a seat than to call the front desk.
I heard from the sister next to Zhou Lin that it seems that as long as the customers are introduced by Brother K, she can get 20% of the customers' consumption.
Gu Lu’s first reaction when he heard it was: If he can still make a profit by paying 20%, then how high must the profit of the bar be?
The super-strong girl’s first reaction after hearing this: As long as they can make money, people will do any job!
Retracting his thoughts, Gu Lu said, "Seeing you are so energetic, I feel relieved."
"Brothers, it's okay. This time I'm celebrating my birthday according to the new calendar." Wang Penggang said, "When I celebrate my birthday again according to the old calendar, I'll organize a party with my friends again!"
After staying and chatting for a while, Wang Penggang, in order to prove that he was in good condition, even talked about which nurse in the inpatient department was prettier.
In Dapeng's opinion, can this prove that one is in a good mental state?
Putting down the Divine Condor Cake, Gu Lu pointed outside with his vibrating phone. He went to the hospital corridor and turned off the vibration, then walked in a few minutes later.
In this way, I was able to leave tactfully.
King Guru didn't know that he had left the ward, and Wang Penggang and Jia Xu also discussed things about him. Regarding the new show "Hyouka", most college students are Bilibili users, and they only look at the usage time.
In addition, some people have discussed the short video on TikTok, and the spread has broken a small circle. It is very normal for Wang Jia to discuss this topic.
Looking up at the sky, it was normal weather in early autumn. Gu Lu came out of the hospital and unzipped his coat. It was a bit chilly without the coat, but if he put it on, he would feel hot if he walked a few more steps.
"Professor Lu, are you planning to retire? You are launching more and more projects." Gu Lu looked at his phone.
In the afternoon, when he had some free time, Gu Lu went to the Cainiao Express Station to take his stuff home. He was the kind of person who would get his stuff as soon as it arrived, even if the stuff he bought was not urgent.
Just a few books this time.
Love and hate are really obvious. For example, Dibo from France sent a lot of information. Just to let the writer create well. On the contrary, Vladimir from the Bear Country, let alone information. So far, the other party has responded to his emails with a rather cold attitude.
Here, we must defend the thin bear man. Because there have been some minor changes in the diplomatic relations between the bear country and China recently, Vladimir has been too busy as an ambassador.
How busy is he? Well, Vladimir used to have a good beer (dark beer is also OK) and a barbecue before going to bed. But now, in order to ensure absolute sobriety at night, Vladimir has not touched alcohol for more than a week.
But in comparison, Dibo does respect Gu Lu's identity as a writer more, while Vladimir prefers to be impartial.
The temperature difference between day and night in the city was quite large, and Vladimir looked up at the sky, which was so dark that only the moon could be seen. The wind blew, and in the eyes of the thin bear man, the night sky seemed to be flowing, just like the dark beer in the glass.
Cough, cough, Vladimir coughed twice. Tonight's dinner is still ordinary. Without the blessing of alcohol, it is still ordinary.
If the skinny Vladimir saw the table full of food and wine at Huixiang Restaurant, I wonder how envious he would be.
"But, though!"
"Indeed, Daliyuan, you are not honest."
"In a few years, when you compile your family tree, you will be in trouble."
The envious words on the table have made the delicacies look ordinary. This scene appeared at a gathering of highly educated people. Note that highly educated people here are not derogatory. University professors, journal editors, curators, and newspaper presidents. The host of this gathering of more than a dozen people is Wei Linluo, a freelance curator in China. More, More, More at the Shanghai Oil Tank Art Center was rated as "the most beautiful exhibition in Asia". It also went viral, and even a rock band wrote a song inspired by it.
During the chat at the table, when talking about the most noteworthy thing that happened recently, it must be Professor Da who became the French translator of the national anthem, and more than half of the people present envied him.
"It happened to be a coincidence, a coincidence." Professor Da smiled, "It's mainly because of Gu Lu. I, as a teacher, also benefited from Gu Lu's help."
Everyone praised Gu Lu, and some professors joked that they would immediately go and build a good relationship with Gu Lu.
Everyone knows it's a joke. After all, they have been in the literary and artistic circles for decades, and it would be unethical for them to cling to their students. And there are only a few examples of the four steps of diplomacy. The latter reason is more critical.
"Vice President Ruan of Peking University should not be depressed now." The editor-in-chief of a certain journal said, "I remember he thought it was a loss-making business for Peking University to provide so many resources." No wonder there are no secrets in the circle. What Vice President Ruan said should be quite private, and how could it be leaked out?
"I don't think Peking University has invested much resources," said Professor Ming of Tsinghua University, who felt a little petty. "I have done a relatively shallow study on Gu Lu."
"Oh?" Professor Da said in support. Everyone also pretended to listen attentively.
"Gu Lu has been a genius at writing short stories on assigned topics since he was a child. He has won awards since he was young and has won many awards in various writing competitions," said Professor Ming.
"Speaking of essay competitions, I was a judge for this year's Ye Cup," said the president of Beijing Literature and Art. "There was an essay that was very well written. I wanted to give it 99 points, but later changed it to 96."
This kind of sudden interruption is very common in their gatherings. After all, it is normal for people who engage in artistic thinking to suddenly express an opinion. You can often hear them discussing like they are arguing. Anyway, in this case, they have to compete to see who has the better "interruption" skill.
"Because other judges told me that Gu Lu's "Why China Has National Confidence" scored 97 points." The president of Jingcheng Literature and Art Society said, "If there are no accidents, the full score of the Ye Cup is 97."
It had a significant impact on the scoring of an essay competition.
Anyone who has read the article "Huaxia" should know that it is a good article, but it has not reached this level. It is very obvious that it is the effect of Gu Lu's name. The president of Beijing Literature and Art Newspaper also added that if the Ye Cup wants to hype it in the future, it can make a 98-point work.
After the interruption, Professor Ming continued, "The topic of the 2016 Peiwen Cup was also very tricky, [cultural] issues. The essays of other candidates lacked originality, and Gu Lu..."
"Lin Luo, are you preparing for a punk culture exhibition recently?" Professor Ming suddenly changed the subject and turned the topic to today's host.
Freelance curator Wei Linluo nodded. He was hosting the exhibition today for the end of the year. After it was done, he would let his friends spread the word in the circle. If you raised your hand, he would give you some praise. That's how people were praised in the circle.
"Then you should go and see Gu Lupeiwen's cup works." Professor Ming tried to sell Amway.
"Is he writing about punk culture?" Wei Linluo was surprised. The reason for his surprise was that punk was, after all, a niche thing, and the essay for the Peiwen Cup was related to whether one could be recommended for admission to Peking University. How dare he do that?
Professor Ming shook his head, "It's not punk culture. But Lin Luo, you should go and take a look, you should be able to gain something."
They say the Riddler should get out of Gotham every day, but now the Riddler is everywhere outside of Gotham. Wei Linluo was a little angry, but also wanted to laugh. Not to mention that the article was not about punk culture, even if it was related, what could he learn from the teenage Gu Lu? He was not sure how old Gu Lu was in 2016.
I'm sorry, it's not that Wei Linluo looks down on students or young people. If it's about literature, he definitely agrees with Professor Ming, but this is punk! What art works does Gu Lu have related to punk? Punk is not just music, there is the theme of cyberpunk in the field of popular novels.
"Lin Luo, you can ask Daliyuan for Gu Lu's contact information." Professor Ming said. He and Professor Da still call each other by their nicknames in their fifties and sixties. This is really... too childish.
"I can indeed introduce you." Professor Da nodded, there was no problem with that.
“No thanks,” Wei Linluo said in a tactful tone, but his heart was firm. Even if he danced on the table today, he would not ask for any contact information!
Seeing this, Professor Da also withdrew his gaze.
"His Peiwen Cup essay may not be amazing in words, but his ideas are very brilliant. Even if Peking University doesn't recommend him for admission, our Tsinghua Chinese Department will recommend him for admission, so this is not much of a resource."
It is said that there is a deep hatred between Tsinghua University and Peking University, and this is not just a joke on the Internet. Look at the attitudes of the two professors. Even though they are friends in private, they are quite aggressive when representing the school's position.
Professor Da was not convinced and talked about the special treatment that Peking University gave to Gu Lu. He did not attend the morning class, he had been following Professor Lu since his sophomore year, etc. Professor Ming said that these were too ordinary and hit him back.
"The four diplomatic parts are about Norway, Spain, and France. I won't mention that the new Great Wall is the memory of the Chinese people." Professor Ming did not argue with Professor Da anymore and continued, "Professor Da, Gu Lu doesn't know that much about French history, right?"
It is true that they do not know each other well, but Professor Da and Gu Lu have many opportunities to chat, and occasionally the "French flavor" will overflow.
"I can only say it's okay." Professor Da replied.
"You see, my conclusion is correct. Even though he didn't know much about France, after a period of hard work, he was able to write "One Night Genius" that moved the French people." Professor Ming said, "So I said that Gu Lu is a genius in writing essays. Peking University has not been able to fully tap his potential!"
Well, once these words were spoken, everyone present knew that Ming and Da would argue again.
Okay, okay, we’ve finished eating anyway, and Wei Linluo, the host, will pay the bill.
A little tipsy.
I fell asleep as soon as I got home.
At 2:30 in the middle of the night, Wei Linluo suddenly sat up from the bed, "No, why should he?"
(End of this chapter)