Wenhao: This child has been smart since he was young

Chapter 169 One call and hundreds of responses

[Misty City Novel Award - Best Novella]
Although this award is not well-known nationwide, it is quite well-known in Sichuan and Chongqing. If Gu Lu currently wants to be rated as a writer, then this award is an important basis for evaluating provincial second-level writers.

"Crash-"

The students applauded again, but there was still no surprise on their faces. They were even calmer than the teacher and the writer himself.

The students in Class 10 have become somewhat desensitized to Gu Lu, and they think it is reasonable for him to do such a big thing.

"Hey, I still prefer the way my classmates look when they have never seen the world." Gu Lu muttered in his heart.

"After class, come to the office to receive your certificates," said Teacher Gao. "Students, take out your papers."

The lecture began, and the sound of knowledge washed away the cheerful atmosphere, and the classroom atmosphere became serious.

Gu Lu listened to half of the class. In the second half, he started looking around and then started doing other things with his hands.

He carefully took out a letter, which contained Lu Ping's sweetheart - a love letter prepared for his little sweetheart.

Although Honey Badger didn't practice writing essays, he was very active in writing love letters. This was a love letter he wrote to Huang Lu in the class to express his love for her. He asked Gu Lu to take a look at it first to see if there was anything wrong with it.

"Four or five pages. If one page has more than a thousand words, my god, a love letter of about five thousand words?!" Gu Lu's pupils shrank in shock.

Perhaps only students would write a love letter with so many words. Gu Lu looked at it carefully and couldn't help but clench his teeth halfway through. It was really sour.

I don’t know where Lu Ping copied so many cheesy love words from, my god!
The brothers must also be blinded, and King Gollum cannot bear it alone. Pick a love phrase that is not so cheesy -

"If there is only one minute left in life, I will use 59 seconds to love you, and in the remaining second, I will recall the process of loving you in these 59 seconds."

I don’t know whether the other party will agree, as Gu Lu and Huang Lu are not familiar with each other at all.

The get out of class was over, and after the teacher left, Lu Ping strode over to Gu Lu's side.

"How is it? How is it? Is there anything that needs to be modified?" Lu Ping asked anxiously.

"No, the whole article is natural and its style is down-to-earth yet unique. There is absolutely no room for me to interfere." Gu Lu said.

This made Lu Ping a little embarrassed, "Is it really that good?"

"Lü Ping, are you also going to submit to a magazine?" Qi Caiwei, my deskmate, suddenly interrupted, "I have a lot of experience in failure. You can ask me if you have any questions."

"For example, 'Mengya' usually fails in about 20 days, and 'Yilin' is a little faster, failing in half a month." Qi Caiwei shared her experience.

But it was like playing the lute to a cow. Lu Ping said, "What about submission? Children should not interfere in adults' affairs."

Then he took the love letter back from Gu Lu. Lu Ping moved very quickly, first covering it with his palm, and then quickly putting it into his pocket.

Lu Ping was very clear that if other students saw it, it would probably spread throughout the class.

"Brother Gulu, what are you guys talking about secretly?" Qi Caiwei asked curiously, adding, "We are the same age, and I am an adult too!"

"Adults should stay out of children's business," said Gu Lu.

"?" Whenever a question mark flashed through Qi Caiwei's mind, it was not her problem. Without delaying any longer, Gu Lu went from the classroom to the office to take away the award for the first novel.

There is no trophy, only a certificate.

To become a domestic short story master, this goal is still too far away. At present, winning one of the three smaller awards, "Lu Xun Literature Award, Mao Dun Literature Award, and Lao She Literature Award", is also a solid step forward.

"Why isn't there even an award ceremony?" Gu Lu muttered.

"The Fog City Novel Award is a relatively formal award, awarded by the Fog City Writers Association and the Federation of Literary and Art Circles." Teacher Gao explained, "Most literary awards currently do not have separate award ceremonies."

Gu Lu returned to the class with the certificate - suddenly he realized something, winning a prize would definitely earn him privileges, right?

Hehehe, goodbye morning self-study, Gu Lu laughed like a villain in his heart.

It's time for the sun to set behind the willow trees again. As the class monitor, Lu Yi is very busy today.

During her evening reading time, she would go to the bookstore outside the school to buy all her exercise books.

Now the teachers in No. 8 Middle School do not purchase exercise books. Instead, they tell the class monitors the titles of the exercise books, and the latter buys them with class funds.

"Sorry for the trouble. Lu Ping originally agreed to help, but he was in a bad mood after school. He lay on the desk without saying a word." Lu Yi thanked the two people who were traveling with him.

The companion was Gu Lu, who nodded silently upon hearing this. It seemed that the 5,000-word love letter failed to move Huang Lu.

"It's just a piece of cake." Gu Lu responded and asked casually, "How is the development of the No. 8 Middle School Wall now?"

"During the school term, there are two to three hundred visitors every day, but during the holidays the traffic will double. Basically, one out of every two students from No. 8 Middle School will be on the wall," Lu Yi replied.

Lu Yi said: "It was only after becoming a wall owner that I learned a lot of things. Many classmates who look cheerful actually have their own troubles."

"The Wall of No. 8 Middle School is for submissions. Are there any students who treat you as a tree hole?" Gu Lu asked curiously.

"No, some classmates' submissions were about family matters, but I thought that this is the school wall, and it would be inappropriate to publish such things, so I didn't give it to them."

Class monitor Lu Yi suddenly raised his voice, "Our No. 8 Middle School Wall and Time Radio also did something big. The teacher who loved to curse last month seemed to have been warned, because the student later wrote in and said that their class teacher has restrained himself a lot."

It’s amazing that the campus wall can have such an effect. Gu Lu gave a thumbs up.

"This is actually Liwan's effort. Time Radio has a lot of say in the school." Lu Yi did not take any credit for it.

To be more precise, Time Radio has considerable petitioning power in the school, at least the club can "contact" the principal.

The reason why the word "contact" is put in quotation marks is because the manuscript of each issue of Time Radio must be reviewed by the principal. After all, it is an in-school broadcast that can be heard by all teachers and students in the school.

"It's very meaningful." Lu Yi said, "The most important thing is that everyone can see it, and everyone can see it."

As long as it's meaningful, Gu Lu thought, if he graduates from No. 8 Middle School, will the No. 8 Middle School Wall be handed over to the next person, or something else?
"Now the campus walls of No. 3 Middle School and Bashu Middle School, our three high schools, echo each other." Lu Yi said, "If you, Gu Lu, have any problems, it will definitely be more useful than any high school alliance. We are the one who responds to a hundred calls!"

The High School Alliance is a crazy product created by the education department of Fog City at this stage - I'm sorry, maybe the leaders have their own ideas, but it's crazy to the students. The high school student union has basically no sense of existence, let alone the student union alliance.

(End of this chapter)