Have You Ever Met Such a Cold Author

This evening, all the platform forums that are close to the circle of nettext were very lively until the second half of the night. It was not until two or three in the morning that the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed.

At the same time, at the other end of the earth, which was still daytime, Tang Cuo sat in a quiet cafe. He wants to meet with his copyright lawyer first, and then go to see the team that Otti sent to contact them tomorrow.

He arrived early, and the lawyer hadn't arrived yet, so he sat alone, letting his mind drift away.

It was also because he had been a "great god" for too long, and he had been careless for a while, when he saw the news of Lu Lianguang's editor urging him that day, he didn't even react.

The author is the most indispensable resource for such a big site as a pen tip. Every editor at the tip of the pen has hundreds of authors in his hand. It is usually difficult for ordinary authors to get a reply from the editor, let alone being urged to update-if you don't update, most of them are updated diligently To fight for the authors of the list, the more the bottom of the pyramid, the more fierce the competition, ordinary authors are found by the editor, and they will be over if they are pulled into the blacklist without giving the list. How can they be urged to update?

However, Tang Chui is used to the editor’s response to any questions, and from time to time he will take the initiative to ask about the special treatment of the progress, completely forgetting what the normal state of the circle is like, and when Lu Lianguang is an ordinary author, he is worried that he does not have a list. do……

People are hanging on the top of each nature list just like you, so what artificial list is needed! Tang Cuo was carefully coaxed by Lu Lianguang for a few hours just now, and he finally managed to coax him well. At this moment, Lu Lianguang went to sleep. When he thought about the stupidity he had committed, he suddenly became calm again.

When the copyright lawyer arrived, he saw his client's face filled with irritation.

On weekdays, seeing the person concerned is expressionless, it seems that this plagiarism incident made him very angry! The lawyer thought to himself, silently adjusting the expected compensation plan to a higher level.

After a few weeks away, when Tang Cu returned to his house, Lin Lang was eating in the restaurant.

Lin Lang raised his head and looked at the landlord who hadn't seen him for a long time: "You are back. I bought pizza, let's eat together?"

Tang Tuo shook his head: "I've eaten." He hasn't actually eaten yet, but he doesn't want to have a meal with others-he doesn't know who was so excited that Lu had booked dinner with him so much that he wrote the meeting process all afternoon.

"My classmate and I have charged you with the rent this month. Remember to check it."

Tang cluster nodded.

Lin Lang was accustomed to the landlord’s cold and silent temper, and didn’t care, “He went to drink with a group of Russians today. I’m not old enough to go.” He said reconciledly, “Wait, I’ll just have a few days to go. An adult. By the way, Lin Long said she has met you, how is she?"

Tang Chui froze for a moment, remembering the chaos when Lin Long came to the house that day...Mother Tang relied on being a terminally ill patient, which was not good for her. If she were to change to a softer girl, she might be bullied on the spot that day. He cried, but he didn't help much. At this moment, he met Lin Long's twin brother, which was a little bit fragile.

"She..." Tang Tuo hesitated for a moment. Lin Lang didn't expect him to say anything, so he went on: "She told me that the first time she came to the house, she had a heart attack on the prospective mother-in-law-later Is your mother okay?"

He said "I'm sorry", but there was no sense of sorry in his tone. Tang Cu laughed a little. It turned out that Lin Long didn't cry to his brother, but showed off his record. He shook his head and said, "The doctor has been there, it's okay."

"It's okay." Lin Lang smacked his tongue and said regretfully, "It seems that you have to stay in the country for a while. I'm back to the room, and you can do it yourself-by the way, a letter came from you the other day. The letter from you is on the shoe cabinet."

Tang Cuo probably knew what the letter was. Tianqing’s wedding was approaching. They had looked for him a month ago. At that time, no one thought he was about to return to China, so they sent the invitation to the United States.

Who would have thought that so many things happened in this month.

Tang Cuo was in a daze. He picked up the envelope on the shoe cabinet and opened it, only to see the words "Send to Mr. Zhu Congsheng to Taiwan" printed on the cover, which was indeed a wedding invitation.

Looking at the handwritten words of Mr. Zhu Congsheng, Tang Cu again recalled the young couple's appearance seven years ago. He bends his lips gently, and opened the contents: I am Zhong Yilun, with his fiancee. Miss Yan Tianqing, I am determined to...

He carefully looked at the time and place, and opened the small group called "the gods and the families of the gods".

Zhu Congsheng: Congratulations, I must be there.

The clock passed a round: caress Xiaozhu.

Tianqing Weiyan: Xiaozhu received the invitation! By such a coincidence, you have returned to the United States, and you are still going to send you another copy. Bring friends with you then! Invincible, your husband and wife are coming together, I have a lot to talk with my sister-in-law!

The benevolent is invincible: it must be, we have bought the air tickets to Dongling

The clock passed a round: Brother, this is your fault, why did you buy it quietly? We should issue the ticket.

The benevolent is invincible: Haha, no need, we just took the children to Dongling to play for a few days

Tianqing Weiyan: Xiaozhu's ticket hasn't been bought yet, right? Report a date, we have contracted round-trip air tickets

Zhu Congsheng: No, I will go back to Dongling tomorrow, not leaving for now.

After a round of clock: cry, brothers are saving me money like this! Moved good brothers in the Internet circle!

Tianqing Weiyan: We invited the authors of two tables. Xiaozhu brought your friends to play together. Isn't he just in Dongling?

At first, Tang Cuo thought it was a polite sentence, but only after seeing the second half did she realize that she said "your friend" is pointing the way.

Yes, after yesterday’s battle, the whole world knows that Heguang Tongchen and Zhu Congsheng are friends... It’s like someone grabbed a hand on the tip of his heart. Tang Cuo felt a little blushing for no reason, and ran back indiscriminately. "Let me ask him" and closed the chat interface.

He looked at the last sentence on the invitation again: I look forward to Mr. Zhu Congsheng's visit with his family.

family……

Tang Cuo looked at the two words blankly for a while, and quickly closed the invitation card as if being burnt, and went upstairs blushing.

He said that he was going to ask for directions, just because he glanced at the word "family" more, Tang Tu couldn't ask why, and the delay lasted two full days.

I told you that night that I wanted to exchange the blessings of Zhang Tui, Lu Lianguang just drove out a chapter update before Tang Chui was updated that day, and smoothly passed the lagging plot. In the past two days, he has recovered like a fountain of thoughts. Update normally.

Yesterday, Tang Cu had reached a series of follow-up solutions with Oti. He signed a confidentiality treaty. Although Lu Lianguang was curious, he did not question him considerately, but the other party seemed to be still angry with him. Obviously slowed down, and the number of words also decreased. Lu Lianguang could only look at the phone and sigh, thinking about coming back quickly. It would be better to coax him in person.

Calculating the time, he should have boarded the plane. Lu Lianguang lay on the bed and brushed his comment area—it would take more than ten hours to see it.

The sky failed, and Tang Cu's plane was delayed.

He has been sitting on the plane and waiting for half an hour, and there is still no sign of taking off. He can only open the client at the place where he is bored, and read Lu Lianguang's new chapter again.

……So lovely. Tang Tuo was itchy, so he registered a new account and prepared to show his affection.

The client prompts: Please give yourself a name, the nickname cannot be repeated!

He entered the word "sweet and sour", then hung his fingertips over the screen and stopped. What should I call this time? The sweet and sour omelette seems to have been used last time...

Tang Cuun unconsciously switched between the various software, looking for inspiration, and suddenly, when he switched to the chat software, he stopped moving.

Hmm...Tang Tuo stared at Lu Lianguang's head portrait with white letters on the black background for a while, then whispered, "Who let you lie to me."

He entered two words manually and clicked to confirm. The client jumped out of the prompt box——

Congratulations, sweet and sour coriander, registration is successful.