Wenhao: This child has been smart since he was young

Chapter 175: Definitely Winning
"Teacher Gu, next year's Galaxy Award will definitely belong to you." The editor-in-chief of Science Fiction World called Zhu Xiang to congratulate him.

The Galaxy Award is the best award for science fiction in China, but Gu Lu remained calm when he heard this because one of the trigger tags was [Eight Consecutive Galaxy Awards], so he remained calm.

"There are still many hidden talents in domestic science fiction novels. Mr. Jiang Bo wrote this issue particularly well," said Gu Lu.

"Teacher Gu, don't be modest. Good is good." Xiang Zhuxiang said, "'Maintaining Humanity' is the sequel to 'Maintaining God'. Teacher Gu, do you know why our magazine published the former first?"

"I'm all ears." said Gu Lu.

"Because 'Maintaining God' is more exciting, the editor-in-chief said, 'If Maintaining Humanity is a brilliant science fiction satire, then Maintaining God is a realistic warning.'" Xiang Zhuxiang said, "I think so too. So, Mr. Gu Lu, you are still so young, why do you think about the issue of social pensions?"

Yes, Liu Cixin wrote this article in 05. At that time, Gu Lu also wanted to know why it was so forward-looking? !

"It's not about social pension, but an aging society. In a dozen years, aging and pension will become global problems." Gu Lu said, "Because I will go to a public nursing home, I have some thoughts."

"The whole world will face an aging population?" Xiang Zhuxiang felt that this statement was too exaggerated, but he did not argue. Instead, he spoke seriously about the matter of the call.

He said, "Sichuan Science and Technology Press wants your contact information because the press values ​​Mr. Gu's potential and wants to get to know him in advance. If there is an opportunity to publish in the future, they will be able to get the upper hand."

Gu Lu also agreed, and the two chatted for a few more words on the phone. It can be seen that Xiang Zhuxiang really wanted to chat with the writer, but he couldn't find a topic, so he had no choice but to hang up the phone.

"Just after publishing the first article, a publishing house came to me. It seems that the title of genius writer is well-deserved." Xiang Zhuxiang thought to himself.

There were many magazines and "The Little Prince" on his work desk. When Zhu Xiang looked at the book, many people said that this fairy tale was very philosophical.

Judging from the "Two Parts of Support", the Little Prince is really too restrained, and it really is a youthful version.

Keep working. Xiang Zhuxiang manages the forum. The Science Fiction World Forum is obviously inferior to the Apo (AC) Forum, which is also a niche circle forum, and has very few daily active users.

However, in the past few days, "The Support of Humankind" has revived the forum's daily activity, because many readers want to find like-minded people to discuss and share after reading the book.

It’s not easy to find people who share the same interests in science fiction—

It's okay to have a science fiction forum, but there is a strong contempt for domestic science fiction within the forum.

"Reader feedback is obviously better than Teacher Jiang Bo's new work." Xiang Zhuxiang looked at the new posts. One of his jobs was to delete illegal posts.

The Supporting Humans received all the praises, and the worst reviews are:

[The first half of the book is not very well written. I personally feel that the plot about the killer and helping Guoer to avenge her is too cliché. It would be better if it could be simplified. Of course, after the emergence of the brother's human support plan and the concept of the terminal producer, the whole book immediately sublimated to a higher level. I got goose bumps. I don't have any other suggestions for the magazine, I just want to say, please have more works like this! ]

"Science fiction is also fiction. The Final Producer and Brother Civilization are very eye-catching, but we can't just focus on these. It is very necessary to have a relatively clear story line."

Xiang Zhuxiang had exactly the opposite idea about this comment.

"But there really are people like this. They are good at writing fairy tales, mystery, suspense, and now science fiction. They can all produce excellent works!"

When I was reviewing the manuscript for Zhu Xiang, I didn't know about Gu Lu. Later, I searched for him and was amazed by his talent.

Gu Tianren Lu was currently in the classroom, and the atmosphere was not very harmonious because a classmate lost his money.

"Think about it, is it possible in the dormitory or somewhere else?" Lu Yi asked.

"I'm sure I brought it with me." Wei Jiao said, "Because today is Shui Shui's birthday, I took out the 50 yuan pocket money I saved and prepared to help Dou Ke buy a gift."

Shuishui is the nickname of a female classmate in the class because her name contains the character "shui".

Dou Ke also nodded immediately, "Yes, that's what happened. Panda told me about this yesterday." "I put the money under the book, and it disappeared when I went to the toilet and came back." Wei Jiao said.

"If you don't carry 50 yuan with you, what are you going to do with it?" Lu Yi asked.

"The money is a little wrinkled...I just wanted to flatten it a little before giving it to Dou Ke." Wei Jiao said.

Very good, Gu Lu nodded. This was the way the pandas thought process he knew, and it was always different from that of humans.

"Just tell the class teacher directly." Dou Ke suggested.

Losing 50 yuan in the class is not a trivial matter. The key point is that from Panda’s description, it seems that some classmates stole the money.

"I heard before that someone in the next class stole the class funds. Zebra, could it be someone from another class?" Qi Caiwei said.

"Impossible. It was only a ten-minute break. The students from other classes had no idea that Panda had put money there." Lu Yi asked, "When you put the money there, you didn't try to hide it, did you?"

Wei Jiao nodded. From her dress, it could be seen that her family was well off. But even so, she was still in a very bad mood after losing the fifty yuan she had saved.

"I think so too. Let's sue the teacher." Lu Yi said, then looked at Gu Lu, "What do you think, Gu Lu?"

The class monitor and classmates all trust Gu Lu. This is trust, but with trust comes pressure.

"Panda, do you want to sue your teacher?" Gu Lu first asked the person involved for his opinion.

"If possible, just return the money to me," Wei Jiao said, "otherwise I'll sue the teacher and it will get out of hand."

Is this the innocence that only belongs to the ivory tower? Even after my money was stolen, I still thought about this. But if I want to go back, if it is my first offense, I will be labeled a thief for only 50 yuan. It doesn't seem good for me in my first year of high school.

"The first two classes were held consecutively, so when this class ended, most of the students left the classroom. Including me, there were probably only about a dozen students who didn't leave the classroom."

Gu Lu was full of thoughts. He thought of a book called "Passing By Your World", which seemed to contain a plot about Yan Zi stealing money.

Similar scenes didn't trigger anything. It seems that there are still requirements for specific books to trigger.

"Think about it again. We have to see Wei Jiao put the money before we can take action, so the scope is even narrower. Tell the class teacher, and he will definitely be able to find out right away."

Gu Lu emptied the books out of his schoolbag. He said, "We can tear off a blank composition book, fold it a few times, and put it in this bag. I hope that the students who accidentally took the money will also put fifty yuan in it and throw it in."

High school composition books are all A4 size. If you fold a fifty-yuan bill inside out, you can hardly see it if you just look at the outside without holding it in your hand.

"After all the students in the class have voted, I will open them one by one. If there is not fifty dollars, I will report this to the teacher." Gu Lu said, and then he asked the owner, "Panda, do you think this is okay?"

"No problem at all." Wei Jiao nodded and said, "No wonder you write mystery novels, so amazing."

"You still have time to talk about this?" Gu Lu was speechless.

So it started. Gu Lu emptied his pockets first, "Because I'm here to collect the notes and prove my innocence."

Gu Lu took out 341 yuan in cash from his pocket, but no fifty-yuan notes.

His classmates believed him. Firstly, he earned money by writing books. Secondly, he had a lot of money on him and would not steal fifty yuan.

(End of this chapter)