Wenhao: This child has been smart since he was young

Chapter 171 What kind of magical place is this?
"Mr. Mo's conditions are very good, but I am a little confused when such a big cake suddenly falls on me." Gu Lu said, "I also..."

"It's okay. You can think about it carefully." Mo Guanghai interrupted the student and said, "I believe our cooperation will be very pleasant. As long as the authorization is obtained, Gu Lu doesn't need to worry about the rest of the operation. Besides, the surrounding products will also have a promotional effect on the book itself."

Gu Lu agreed with this point. Even if people in later generations have not read "The Little Prince", they will see book peripherals in various places.

I'm sorry, President Jian. Gu Lu pulled out his strongest shield and said, "I understand what Mr. Mo said, but there is one more thing. The copyright of my "The Little Prince" is represented by the Children's Literature Publishing House."

Hearing this, Mo Guanghai's face, which was trying hard to paint a rosy picture for others, suddenly became dull, as if a car running at high speed suddenly braked.

He asked, “What does agency mean?”

"As for matters like copyright sales, you need to find a publishing house. It's useless to get my consent." Gu Lu said that this was the case when he wrote flopped novels in his previous life.

Finally, someone bought the copyright for one of his books to adapt it into an audiobook, but the novel website thought the offer was too low and rejected it outright.

Gu Lu was so angry at that time!
"Why do we have to sign this kind of contract?" Mo Guanghai couldn't understand. "If I'm not mistaken, we have to give a share of the profits to the publisher after the sales."

"Fifty-fifty," Gu Lu said, "I also think that the publishing house has a wide range of channels. Besides, I'm a student and don't have time to take care of it, so it's cost-effective to entrust it to the publishing house. If Mr. Mo wants it, he can go and talk to the publishing house."

"Okay, then I'll go talk to the Children's Literature Publishing House. If it's just a 50-50 split, then you, Gu Lu, will be at a great disadvantage." Mo Guanghai really wanted to develop it, so he didn't give up.

Gu Lu and President Jian were in a quarrel, and the latter agreed immediately because Gu Lu was under 18 years old. President Jian knew that this young writer had family problems.

After the conversation, Gu Lu had to go to class, so he left first, leaving only Principal Chang and Mo Guanghai in the office.

"Thank you, Principal Chang, for being the middleman. If this cooperation is successful, I will definitely donate a set of stationery to your school. I hope Principal Chang can help put in a few good words." Mo Guanghai said, and then all the donated stationery was co-branded with the Little Prince...

Donations are valuable, but Gu Lu’s price is even higher!

"Hahaha, Xiao Gu just said that the agency rights are with the publishing house. It seems that Xiao Gu also agrees." Principal Chang said, "I am definitely looking forward to this cooperation."

Principal Chang spoke for the students in a sincere tone for a long time, but he did not make any promises.

The conversation between the two social people was not interesting, so he continued to look at Gu Lu.

In this morning's politics class, the politics teacher was sick - really sick, so another politics teacher, an old teacher who was probably in his fifties, took his place.

"I've heard that there is a great writer in Class 10 of Grade . Who is he? Can you point him out to me?" said the teacher in his fifties.

The classmates all pointed at Gu Lu and said, "It's him, it's him", "Gu Lu is definitely a great writer and he has published a book", "He won an award for his book", "He also joined the Fog City Writers Association and has a regular position", etc.

No, Gu Lu joined the Capital Writers Association, and the Writers Association is not a staff organization, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles is. And why did this substitute teacher look at him like a monkey? But Gu Lu still greeted the teacher politely.

"That's great! I also write books in my spare time, but I submit them to magazines like Harvest and October," said the teacher in his fifties. "Popular literature is more well-known now, but the inheritance of literary tradition still depends on traditional literature."

The old teacher continued, "Student, if you have any questions about traditional literature, you can always come and ask Teacher Ji."

Oh, Gu Lu roughly understood. It turned out that this teacher was envious and jealous. He probably knew that his student had published a book at such a young age, while he himself had not been able to publish a book after writing for so many years, so he felt a little unbalanced.

That’s all for now, and the political class will begin next.

I have to say that the level of the substitute teacher is far inferior to that of the original politics teacher, and many students had to endure until the end of the get out of class.

"Ah, I'm willing to let my little roommate be single for five years in exchange for the teacher getting well soon."

"roll!"

"You're talking as if if I don't change, you'll be able to find a girlfriend in these five years. You'll only be a sophomore in five years, and judging by your condition, you'll definitely still be single in college."

The classmates were just fooling around, but what a vicious curse! Is there really someone who can't find a partner in college? Gu Lu thought about it, and he saw someone in the class break down.

As the weather gets colder, students' clothing becomes thicker and they start to wear down jackets.

"Come on, let's drain the water." Zeng Jie called Lu Ping.

The relationship between the two people was reconciled again, and Lu Ping pulled Gu Lu up. In fact, he had no water to pour, but since you shouted, it was okay to go to the toilet.

What’s important is actually to say a few words or even glance at each other (at beautiful women) on the way there and back.

"Sister Zeng, you are really a superman. It's so cold and you are wearing such thin clothes. Aren't you cold?" Lu Ping asked.

Ever since being enlightened by Gu Lu, Lu Ping no longer called her by the nickname "Zeng Haer" and instead called her "Sister Zeng" - which wasn't much better.

It is indeed very thin. Zeng Jie is wearing a white short-sleeved shirt inside and a two-layer spring outfit outside. Not to mention it would be cold in the winter with a temperature of several degrees, even in the autumn with a temperature of over ten degrees, it would be unbearable!

Hearing this, Zeng Jie said calmly, "I'm not cold at all."

"Muscles resist the cold. Look, Ma Xuanyou also follows my example and wears two pieces of clothing." Zeng Jie's voice sounded a little proud.

"Actually, I don't feel cold, but my mother insisted that I wear so much," said Lu Ping.

"Then you can take off your coat and just wear long sleeves." Zeng Jie said, "You are a track and field athlete, are you afraid of the cold?" Lu Ping's nickname is Flathead Brother, but he is similar to a honey badger and cannot be provoked. He immediately took off his thick fleece coat, leaving only the long sleeves inside.

"Gulu you..."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Gu Lu, "I can't do it, I don't have muscles, I'm afraid of the cold, I can't compare with you two brothers!"

Okay, since you’ve said that, Lu Ping won’t persuade you any further.

Along the way, many people looked at Lu Zeng and the others in surprise, as if to say, Aren't you cold?!

It was this kind of look that made Zeng Jie and Lu Ping couldn't help but smile.

The saying goes that you want grace over warmth? But this is not graceful at all.

Zeng Jie and Lu Ping’s view of themselves: Real men are not afraid of the cold, they are warriors in the strong wind, so cool!

Zeng Jie and Lu Ping in the eyes of others: Are these two fools?
Gu Lu wanted to stay away from him.

At present, there are three students in the class, Zeng Jie, Ma Xuanyou and Lu Ping, who are wearing thin clothes. I hope this trend will not continue to spread.

Don’t think it’s impossible, because boys are a group of amazing creatures…

The canteen mainly served noodles at noon today, which were said to be Shanxi Province's knife-cut noodles, Henan Province's stewed noodles, and Jiangcheng's hot-dried noodles, but what was actually made in the canteen were just thick noodles, dry noodles, and even drier noodles, with none of their own characteristics at all.

After lunch, Gu Lu did not leave school today because he had a new place to go.

I saw him sneaking into the school library with great stealth.

"Hey!" A big black rat suddenly jumped out from the corner.
Holy shit! Gu Lu was shocked. It turned out to be a person.

"Qi Caiwei? What are you doing here?" Gu Lu saw who was coming.

"Ahem, I won't take a nap at noon. The teacher has allowed me to come to the library to study. Didn't you expect that?" Qi Caiwei said.

Hmm? Before Gu Lu asked, the girl had already explained everything clearly. She was going to participate in the Huaxia Youth Dance Competition in December. Qi's mother was worried that her child would not be able to keep up with the course, so she discussed with the class teacher and asked Qi Caiwei to study in the library at noon.

Art students don't have such high academic requirements, right? Gu Lu thought, he had never taken an art exam so he didn't know, and you couldn't question other people's parents' arrangements.

"I remember you won the Taoli Cup. And the Taoli Cup is the most authoritative competition in the country." Gu Lu's implication was why you didn't continue to strive for the Taoli Cup.

"The Taoli Cup is only held every three years, so I must participate in other competitions in between to see if I have made any progress." Qi Caiwei explained, "The China Youth Dance Competition is quite valuable."

"Come on!" Gu Lu said, and then signaled with his eyes why Qi Caiwei hadn't entered the library yet.

Qi Caiwei was a little embarrassed, "I just came out of the library——"

"What's wrong?" Gu Lu asked.

"There are senior high school students studying inside, so it's a bit noisy." Qi Caiwei said, "Actually it's not that noisy, it's just that... I came outside for a walk, and then I saw you."

"Okay. Then come with me." Gu Lu said.

Qi Caiwei saw Gu Lu walk to the end of the corridor, to the separated warehouse. She watched Gu Lu take out the key and open the door.

The mysterious publication agency activity center appeared in front of Qi Caiwei——

It is about 20 square meters in size, with two three-seater leather sofas placed against the north and south walls. They are the same model as those in the principal's office, but a little old.

Three bookcases and a water dispenser fill the remaining space against the wall. In the middle of the room is a long desk in the teacher's office. The only difference is that there are two computers on the desk.

"come in."

Gu Lu told Qi Caiwei that he would close the door after she entered the room.

"Did you, Brother Gulu, create the publication company?" Qi Caiwei asked in doubt at first, and then immediately said, "Don't worry, Brother Gulu, I will keep this secret a secret. Even if I die, I will not tell anyone."

"Hahaha, it's not that exaggerated." Gu Lu said, "You can study here. When you get tired, you can read the books on the bookshelf. These books are all brought by me, so you can read them at will."

There are two rows of bookshelves, which currently only have more than thirty books and look empty.

After making the arrangements, Gu Lu no longer cared about Qi Caiwei. He turned on the computer and started typing.

I forgot to mention that the computer has an internet connection. This is the reward that Gu Lu received from the Fog City Literature Award, which is used to enrich the activity center.

The computers and sofas were "eliminated" by the school. The school just used the excuse that they were eliminated. They are both pretty good.

If there is an urgent matter, Gu Lu can even take a leave and come to the publication activity center to handle it.

(End of this chapter)