Chapter 385: So dazzling, who is showing off?

Chapter 385: So dazzling, who is showing off?

Chapter 385: So dazzling, who is showing off?
"Wait, you mean... the award presenter is Gu Lu?" Jin Xinan asked quickly.

"He can't really be considered an award presenter, because Gu Lu was originally a judge for the event." A member of our literature club explained, "The first prize must be presented by the most famous judge, so it's naturally Gu Lu."

She really had no interest in receiving the award. As long as the prize money was in place, that was enough. After all, an award from a school literary club could not be written on her resume.

But if the award presenter is Gu Lu, it would be different. Although it still can't be written into her resume, it can make her happy.

"Actually, my internship isn't that busy," Jin Xinan said immediately, "Since the club is so formal, if I don't show up, it seems like I'm not giving them face! I must give them this face!"

The members of our literature club were not stupid either. They obviously knew that they changed their minds after hearing Gu Lu's name. They sighed in their hearts that Gu Lu had a great influence among the post-90s generation.

"That's great. I'll send you the entire process via WeChat after I hang up. The specific acceptance speech and the interview with Peking University News Agency all require communication. Your mobile phone number is your WeChat ID, right?" The member didn't expose him and continued the conversation.

Another interview? An acceptance speech? Jin Xinan is an internationally renowned artist who wants to perform again.

"Well, okay. I'll wait for my friend to approve it." Jin Xinan said.

The two did not chat, as they were not familiar with each other before. After hanging up the phone, the member sent the document.

It was indeed well organized, with teacher Li Liangping giving a speech on behalf of the school, president Xia Xiao giving a speech, and "suggestions" for the winners' speeches.

We should thank our literature club for its activities and give them some compliments. Jin Xinan knew that this was what he should do, after all, it was a social custom to give them some compliments after receiving a bonus.

It’s just... it’s really troublesome!

"Master Gu Lu, Master Gu Lu, I suffered a lot just to receive the award certificate from you!" Jin Xinan thought.

She came home from get off work today (she is a local in Beijing) and rummaged through boxes and drawers to find three versions of The Little Prince. Should she take the collector's edition to get an autograph, or the hardcover edition?
The plastic cover of the collector's edition has not been torn off, but the signature must be torn off, after all, signing on the plastic cover is too precious. But Jin Xinan is a little reluctant to part with it, because both the hardcover and the ordinary edition are a bit old.

It seems that a fifth anniversary edition was recently released... Jin Xinan hurried to buy a new book.

One thing worth mentioning is that today, President Fu of Zhejiang University of Foreign Studies also bought a fifth anniversary edition of "The Little Prince".

Compared with the previous version, the content is definitely the same, but the paper is better. This is the case now, the paper and printing are getting better and better, and they are also getting more and more expensive. For example, the one in Dean Fu's hand is 86 yuan per copy.

Dean Fu's nickname among Zhejiang University of Foreign Studies students is "Rich Moneybags". It's not because he wears gold and silver jewelry, but mainly because of the way he walks and his hairstyle, he looks like a nouveau riche.

But he is an expert in urban and rural tourism such as the Grand Canal, and also serves as vice president of the China Latin American Society. He is definitely an academic talent.

He walked briskly and soon returned to the carriage and opened the 5th anniversary edition of "The Little Prince".

"There are new things too. They even sent in drafts of illustrations." Dean Fu flipped through a few pages at random and found a lot of drafts at the end.

“Gu Lu obviously couldn’t draw, but at the same time he knew very clearly what he wanted to express, so he gradually made the illustration what it is today.” Dean Fu sighed, “It was too late to start at that time.”

A few years ago, there was a proposal to specially recruit Gu Lu, but the proposal was not passed and it was shelved.

Let me tell you why Dean Fu suddenly came to buy books. It was because I received the student exchange group list from Peking University yesterday, and I found a familiar name on it - Gu Lu!
Zhejiang University of Foreign Studies organized such a large-scale event to expand the school's influence, both abroad and at home.

Wouldn't it be a dimensionality reduction blow to other students if Gu Lu participated? But Dean Fu couldn't refuse.

"It's too unreasonable. It doesn't leave any way for foreign students." Dean Fu agreed, but also requested that the Chinese student team leader stick to the original plan.

The original plan was for Fei Hai, a senior student at Zhejiang University of Foreign Studies.

Fei Hai is a very good student. Before graduation, he followed the professor to participate in the "British Short Story Translation Project" to translate some outstanding British short stories. Because unlike famous writers such as Edgar Allan Poe, most of the works of British writers have not been translated.

Peking University agreed to President Fu’s request very smoothly.

After all, according to what Principal Gong and Vice Principal Ruan said, they originally did not want to use Gu Lu, but they could not resist the latter's desire to participate.

Gu Lu, who "actively" participated in the International Student Cultural Festival, also had very smooth writing.

I have to go to Professor Lu's place in the afternoon, so I'll spend the morning typing.

There are a total of five to six thousand words in the short story.

Yes, "Nine Mile Walk" is a short story in the truest sense of the word.

"It's almost restored. It's nice to watch, very varied and very impressive." Gu Lu took his hands off the keyboard and breathed a sigh of relief. He was really tired.

Watching "Nine Miles Walk" again, no matter how many times I read it, this story is very good. On Earth won the Best First Story Award in the EQMM annual selection. Even Ellery Queen, who is good at logical reasoning, expressed his appreciation and even gave this comment: "(Nine Miles Walk) is one of the best first stories we have ever published."

Of course, some details have been modified, as you can see from the messy desktop.

Computer desks tend to have two extremes: one is "well-organized", even if there are many items on them, they are still well-organized. The other is messy and chaotic. Gu Lu belongs to the latter. On his computer desk, there is a pile of Tolstoy's works, a map, two headphones, a water cup, a mobile phone holder, a mirror, etc.

The map was obtained by Professor Toda. It is a relatively detailed map of France, down to the towns and villages.

The original story of Nine Mile Walk was set in England, but Gu Lu changed it to France, and found the actual place names on the map. The distance and direction all match up, so doesn’t this have French elements?

In addition, the protagonist is set as a person who likes Italian food, and the Italian elements are also complete.

When I put the map away and rolled it up, I suddenly felt that my desktop was very messy. Gu Lu was a person of this kind, and he loved to be tidy intermittently. It took half an hour, and the computer desktop became tidy! There is no doubt that I can keep doing this for at least a week.

"This time I can keep it clean for at least a month." Gu Lu looked at himself.

I picked up the phone and glanced at the green bubble. There were three new messages.

[Human Resources Editor Liu Yong: Mr. Gu Lu, if you need any help or discussion, feel free to call me.]
[Jia Xu: Big brother, remember the award ceremony at 3:30 pm tomorrow!]
[Li Guyuan: Is it really okay? I haven’t written for a long time. I’m not afraid of rejection, but I’m afraid that I won’t be able to write to the level I should.]
I replied to Jia Xu and Liu Yong with an "OK" emoticon.

Gu Lu finished watching "Grocery Store" yesterday and felt it was really good. It tells the story of four or five people who don't know each other, but because they all visit the grocery store, they have a few interactions.

If the stories are more interconnected, they can even be submitted to literary magazines. The main theme of the story is still positive and upbeat, and ordinary people in ordinary life are also very hardworking.

There is absolutely no problem in submitting to Youth Digest.

[Gu Lu: How do you know if you will fail if you don’t try? Don’t worry, if your manuscript is rejected, I will let you treat me to a meal.]
After comforting Li Guyuan, Gu Lu felt hungry and cooked some frozen dumplings.

I have to say this! These dumplings were not bought outside, but Gu Lu bought the dumpling skins and meat stuffing last month and made them himself. At that time, they were placed neatly in the freezer.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion—“It feels like it’s not as delicious as frozen food?”

It was an illusion, an absolute illusion. He made the dumplings himself. Regardless of the ingredients, he put in the effort, so they must taste good.

To have enough food and clothing, I want to copy.

Gu Lu also started writing "Survival Card" and "The Thief's Confession". He worked very hard, and it was almost the same as when he was accumulating popularity in high school.

It's not because of the news about Liu Yong, deputy editor-in-chief of People's Literature. I want to write more and win the Lu Xun Literature Award, Pu Songling Literature Award, Yu Dafu Literature Award, and Hundred Flowers Literature Award. If I win all of them, I will be halfway to becoming a domestic short story writer. I'm only a quarter of the way there.

The other half is the spreadability. Gu Lu is not worried about this aspect as he has already bought and sold the copyrights for two or three adaptations.

There is a Wang Zengqi short story award on Earth. In the parallel world, Wang Zengqi does not exist, and Gu Lu's first work on his literary career is Wang's New Interpretation of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio.

Copywriting plan - I have read 90% of Tolstoy's full text. Don't worry, the celebration gift will be next year.

I have finished writing the work for this year's Student Cultural Festival. What remains are the submissions to People's Literature and the long novel From the New World. All aspects are progressing steadily.

Since I returned in May, two or three months have passed and I have already produced a manuscript of 230,000 to 240,000 words.

Among online writers, this is slow, but in the field of physical books, it is absolutely fast. Think about it, it is estimated that only a few physical writers such as Best Seller and Ma Boyong can achieve this.

……

The next day, he should not go out in the morning or evening because he had something to do in the afternoon.

The wind was a bit strong in the afternoon, making the poplars rustle and blowing Gu Lu's hair like weeds. He was a little worried recently, would he lose his hair if he often sat in front of the computer? He didn't want to be bald at a young age.

The award ceremony was held at the office of "Our Literary Society", which was decorated with many red balloons. With minimal funds, a festive scene was created.

The thing that cost the most in this ceremony was the plastic sign held in Gu Lu's hand.

It is very light, with a printed check on the front and the words "three thousand yuan" are very eye-catching.

It was said that it cost more than 300 yuan to make this plastic check card, and Gu Lu felt that he was ripped off. But he didn't say it, because he didn't know whether he was ripped off or someone took a kickback. University clubs are not as simple as the No. 8 Middle School clubs, and they are no different from those in society.

"Teacher Gu Lu, I'm a fan of your books. Can I get an autograph?" Jin Xinan recognized Gu Lu at a glance and took out "The Little Prince" from the small schoolbag behind him.

After signing in a few strokes, Gu Lu's signature was no longer the celebrity signatures that people spent money to design in previous years. It had fewer strokes and was more difficult to understand.

"'Looking Out' is well written. Is there any development in the writing industry?" Gu Lu asked.

"I used to write good essays, but after entering university, I felt like I lost something," Jin Xinan said. "I can't write as well as before."

What was lost? If you want to continue the conversation, you can continue, but Gu Lu said, "You can get first place even if your writing is not as good as before. This is a bit Versailles. I hate geniuses like you the most."

Gu Lu handed back the signed book.

“???” Jin Xinan’s eyes widened. This is what Versailles is all about.

Everyone was getting ready. Jia Xu handed over a piece of A4 paper and said, "I printed out the acceptance speech, but it's best not to use it."

She finished writing her acceptance speech yesterday and sent it to Jia Xu, the member who called her yesterday.

"Just a few words." Jin Xinan said, "I remember it."

"Okay, I also want to be prepared for any eventuality." Jia Xu said.

"Why did you cut your hair short?" Seeing the conversation was over, Gu Lu next to him finally asked the question in his mind. Jia Xu had a shaved head, the kind that would reflect light when shining on it with incandescent light. His airy bangs looked good before, but now... they look weird. Not ugly, just not used to it.

It’s like if Daju published tens of thousands of copies every day, readers would definitely not be used to it.

"Someone from the department next door is going to do a performance art, and he said he would shave his head and go to the Great Wall. I would like to respond and support him." Jia Xu touched his head.

"You? Are you familiar with each other?" As far as Gu Lu was concerned, if they were not close friends, it would definitely not be possible.

"We are from the philosophy department, so we are friends. After all, if I shave my hair, it will grow back," Jia Xu said. "It can be used as a part of performance art, so my hair is put to good use."

"Don't use idioms randomly. What's the meaning of 'making the best use of things'? That's called dying a worthy death." Gu Lu joked with a smile.

Seeing the two of them talking and laughing, Jin Xinan felt a little resentful. Teacher Gu Lu could easily and even take the initiative to bring up topics to chat with Jia Xu, but he was a little distant to her.

I have to say that women's sixth sense is sometimes really accurate.

Jin Xinan, have you lost your mind in the southwest? Teacher Gu Lu and this member must be friends, so they must be more casual when talking. Besides, you just met Teacher Gu Lu, why do you want to chat freely? Jin Xinan said to himself in his heart.

There were a lot of psychological activities, but Jin Xinan's expression did not change. It's not that he had a crush on her, it's not that exaggerated, it's just that Jin Xinan liked to "compare" since he was a child. It may be related to the fact that his parents said they would treat him equally, but they actually liked his younger brother more.

"Actually, I heard from others that bald guys are the real handsome ones." Jin Xinan took the initiative to join the chat group.

"What about me?!" Jia Xu's eyes were filled with anticipation.

Jin Xinan paused and said, "Don't pay too much attention to what others say."

"The truth is like a sharp knife, it hurts." Jia Xu covered his chest exaggeratedly.

That's right, Jia Xu's way of livening up the atmosphere was a little exaggerated. But we have to admit that if it were all I, he could indeed liven up the atmosphere.

During the chat, Jin Xinan "accidentally" revealed a little news.

"Wow, you are the top scorer in the college entrance examination in Henan Province?!" Jia Xu widened his eyes.

The value of the Henan Province College Entrance Examination champion also shocked Gu Lu. Is this a genius?

"I was lucky." Jin Xinan said, "I performed better in the exam."

"I didn't do well in the exam." Jia Xu sighed, "I only got 695 points."

Who is showing off? It's so dazzling. If this is the case, it's not Gu Lu's fault.

He said, "I really envy you. I can't even take the high school entrance exam and the college entrance exam."

“……”Jin Xinan.

Damn, even though Jia Xu was convinced, is he still slightly inferior?

After chatting for a while, the award ceremony began.

Gu Lu held up a plastic sign and presented it to Jin Xinan, while the students from the news club took pictures.

A bit too serious.

(End of this chapter)