Chapter 497: Drunk and Vigorous

Professor Lu is getting younger and younger, like an old child. Looking at his silver hair, he still looks calm. He continued, "If it's okay..."

"Mr. Lu, if you feel that your students are too busy, it doesn't matter. You can find another disciple to inherit your mantle." Professor Xi didn't want to hear more and interrupted directly.

"Professor Lu, you can also let Gu Lu study for a master's degree under me, and it will be convenient to transfer from Peking University to Tsinghua University."

"Yes, we have known each other for many years. We certainly cannot bear to let you, Professor Lu, suffer alone. We at Zhejiang University are also willing to suffer."

The other professors talked at once.

That would be great. For a professor, it is very important to find a successor for his research. But a disciple like Gu Lu is also very good.

Other professors are the students’ biggest connections, while Gu Lu is the connection that can lead to becoming a professor.

The professors had no special mission to come to this occasion, so the conversation was rather casual. But the officials on the scene had already put on a good show.

"Mr. Hollis, perhaps we can cooperate." Isaac, the Second Minister of Culture and Communications of France, took the initiative to find the British.

"We used to be colleagues in the European Union, so we must be united in dealing with external issues," Isaac said. "The friendship between Mr. Dibo and Mr. Gu Lu is already a legend in the European literary world, and the French version of your Cthulhu series is also a bestseller."

Hollis disagreed with the first half of the sentence, saying that friendship lasts forever, but he agreed with the second half.

Isaac explained his purpose. Since it was a fantasy masterpiece, it was impossible for it to have only one prototype country. Britain and France had been in harmony for a hundred years. As the first country to get on board, they had the responsibility to close the door and prevent countries like Italy and the Bear Country from entering.

The alliance is full of noise, and everyone wants the publicity buff.

The dinner was held in a seemingly friendly environment. China is well-known for its "face-saving" attitude in the international community, just like when a friend comes from afar, it must be treated well. It's really not like the neighboring countries and France, which have problems with logistics.

The banquet was more accurately described as a cocktail party that suited Western customs. The small dishes were all pretty good, such as iced red sausage, bread, and special bacon, which were served in small transparent plates.

"Sir, you may not know me, but I was down there when it was the Bolshoi Petrovsky Theatre. I must give you a toast."

Feeling a slight chill behind him, the next second Gu Lu saw a tall and thin Russian man walking towards him with a cocktail.

The alcohol content of the cocktail is not high, so it should be okay, right?
The interaction at the dinner party was more straightforward than at the forum. No need to say anything, they just came up with an inverted triangle cocktail glass. Gu Lu saw a common saying in Chinese wine parties: "Everything is in the wine."

"I have to say, this special bacon is really delicious. What place is the specialty from? It doesn't taste much like Huizhou Dao Ban Xiang either."

The above thoughts were the last things Gu Lu remembered.

Gu Lu doesn't like to get drunk, or even drink. It's because of his father. Even if he knows that alcohol is just an accelerator of his father's behavior, it's irresponsible parents. But King Gu Lu can't completely separate them.

Maozi was too enthusiastic and Gu Lu didn’t remember anything at the banquet - he had a blackout.

The next day, it was not the dream that woke King Gollum up, but thirst and an itchy throat.

"Hotel?" Gu Lu looked around the room, opened a bottle of water at the bar, and gulped it down. It was a one-bedroom suite, about 70 to 80 square meters, and judging by the decoration, the hotel was of good quality.

"I shouldn't be such a bad cook. I blacked out after drinking cocktails. There must be another bar behind." Gu Lu was stunned for a long time and couldn't recall the specific things.

That skinny Russian guy, speaking broken English, kept toasting.

I don't think anything went wrong yesterday.

I took a shower and although I still had a headache, I felt much more awake. It was already past ten o'clock, almost eleven.

Called Professor Lu.

After about three or four rings, the call was answered.

A hearty laugh came from the other side, "Hahaha, Xiao Gu, you can't handle the alcohol."

"No wonder some people say that the thinner you are, the more you can drink. It's true." Gu Lu said, "Is the professor still in the hotel? If so, can we have lunch together?"

Generally speaking, accommodation is definitely arranged for this kind of activities. After all, including Gu Lu, most people do not live in the Magic City.

"I have an appointment at noon with some old friends." Professor Lu said, "Xiao Gu, if you are free, you can come too. We old friends are all very familiar with you."

Asking Gu Lu to come over can also show off a little. Professor Lu will retire next year and will be seventy years old, so there is no need to worry too much, just show off when necessary.

"Professor, you old friends are welcome to reminisce about the past. I won't go over." Gu Lu responded.

"That's fine. Young people have their own things to do, and we have our own things to do." Professor Lu said, "If you have a hangover, get up and eat some noodles. It will make you feel better faster."

"Um... Professor, I think there was nothing wrong with me yesterday." Gu Lu asked.

"The question is fine, but Xiao Gu, you really embodied Li Bai's drinking and writing of hundreds of poems. The young man is full of vigor and vitality!" Professor Lu smiled on the phone.

"Ah?" Gu Lu asked quickly, "What exactly is it?"

Gu Lu felt a little regretful after asking this question, because he shouldn't have acted too anxiously.

As expected - Professor Lu changed the subject and said, "Let's leave it at that for now. I have something else to do here."

You like to keep us in suspense, it’s so annoying!
After thinking about it, Gu Lu opened WeChat and saw Zhang Zha, a junior from the Youth League whom he had added earlier.

I happened to be a little hungry, so I made an appointment with Zhang Zha to meet for dinner.

Compared to yesterday when he was a bit restrained, Zhang Zha spoke freely outside today, with one witty remark after another.

You're full of rhymes. Are you going to take the postgraduate entrance examination?
After chatting for a while, Gu Lu asked a question that he had always been concerned about.

What did he do yesterday when he was drunk?

When Zhang Zha mentioned this, he immediately said, "Teacher Gu, you are like an old lady climbing stairs, you can't do it without help!"

"It's a complete lesson for us," Zhang Zha said. "Hölllind in Ode to Man and Ode to Freedom, Kleist in The Broken Jar, and the great philosopher Nietzsche all fought against the devil from three perspectives! They all just passed by the world, but the superhuman factor was at work in their bodies. Every creative person will have a fight with the devil."

"The German delegation was stunned," Zhang Zha said. "I have read all of Gu's works, and I don't remember any German elements. I didn't expect that Gu secretly knew so much about German literature."

"Oh no, Teacher Gu must have a deep understanding of literature from all over the world."

"I also particularly agree with what Teacher Gu said. The more restrictions a person places on himself, the closer he can be to infinity." It is no exaggeration to say that Zhang Zha was attracted by the drunk and talkative Gu Lu.

If we say that the speech sharing on the stage is just another level of empty promises, it is just like the wine show at a cocktail party.

(End of this chapter)

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