Have You Ever Met Such a Cold Author

Lu Lianguang actually noticed the man at a glance.

Only two international flights arrived during this time period. Passengers leaving the station were either dragging their homes in groups, or dragging large and small bags, and the whole person would be overwhelmed with luggage.

The man was wearing a thin long windbreaker, and all his luggage was nothing more than a business trolley case and a small gift bag in his hand. His solitary appearance seemed out of place in the crowd.

Even from the perspective of Lu's picky gay aesthetics, this is really a man with outstanding appearance. He is thin, tall and cold, like...

Just like bamboo.

is it him? Probably not, he looks too young. When the man's gaze swept across this side, Lu constricted his light and unconsciously held his breath - their gazes passed through the surging crowd, and met in a distance.

But this was only a short moment, and the other party's eyes didn't even stay on him for a second, and then looked to the other side.

Sure enough, it wasn't... Lu Lianguang was not surprised, but he was a little bit disappointed.

It's rare to meet someone who is so close to his eyes and his aesthetics. Will it be too abrupt to contact him? On other occasions, Lu Lianguang might have gone. In short, make friends first. His execution ability has always been very strong, and this is the first time in his life, his heart moved slightly at the first glance.

But it happened on this occasion. Bamboo clumps may appear at any time. Compared with the heartbeat of a glance, Lu Lianguang chose to stay in place and wait for the bamboo clumps without hesitation.

The man did not leave either. He walked to a corner that wouldn't block the passengers from walking and stopped. He seemed to be looking for someone, his eyes scanning the whole hall over and over again.

There is no girl in a red jacket.

Tang Cu looked around again and made sure that he didn't, so he bowed his head and sent a message to Pianyu.

Zhu Congsheng: I am out of the station, next to the currency exchange window.

Kataba: Okay, I'll come over now.

Kataba: Wait, no, this is really you? ? ?

Kataba: I should have admitted wrong, Take God, look up at me? Are you wearing a trench coat?

Tang Cu looked up and saw a young man who looked like a college student approaching him.

Until now, he didn't think much.

When he left the station just now, Tang Cuo actually noticed the young man at a glance.

After all, this young face is clean and handsome, tall and well-proportioned, and full of vigor. It seems to shine in the crowd, not to mention that he is wearing a very conspicuous red coat.

Ok?

Red coat?

Tang Tu stared incredulously at this young man who was walking towards him——

Red jacket, yes.

White shirt, yes.

Beige trousers, yes.

White sneakers, all right.

...Where is that wrong? ! He obviously read every comrade Pianyu wrote to him, Tang Cuo was shocked and wondered, in the article comment area, isn't everyone always called Mrs. Pianyu?

Isn't the wife used to call girls? ! Why...why is a boy walking towards him now...

No matter how flustered he was, the young man had already stood in front of him and confirmed: "God of Bamboo?"

What, what to do...

Tang Tuo nodded expressionlessly, his mind was muddy.

Process... Process can’t be used anymore... Now what should I say... Why did the dinosaurs become extinct... No, don’t think about it now...

Lu Lianguang was overjoyed. He did not conceal his joy and said, "Hello, I am Katahane—God, Bamboo God, you are so young, I thought you were at least ten years older than me! "

Answer him quickly, Tang Tu urges himself. He said stiffly: "...oh."

Lu Lianguang was accustomed to the indifferent reaction of the bamboo bushes, and still enthusiastically went on alone: "You may not believe it, your temperament is exactly the same as my own brain supplement!"

But you are completely different from my brain supplement... Tang Tu thought to himself, but he didn't say anything.

"I just saw you at first sight and thought, this person has a temperament like a bamboo god, but he is too young and impossible. You look really...about the same age as me, in your twenties?"

"Twenty-five." Tang Cuo said. He successfully answered a question, and his anxiety was slightly calmed down.

"My God, then you were only seventeen when you wrote "Cocoon of the Universe"?! I thought it was written by a twenty-seven-year-old... No, I don’t believe it. Are you coming here? Funny me." Lu Lianguang pretended to be serious and said, "You said, what is the last sentence of the long review I wrote to you seven years ago?"

This is of course a joke. Zhu Congsheng has been in his career for eight years, even if Lu Lianguang claims to be the most loyal Zhu Congsheng fan, he can't remember how many long reviews Zhu Congsheng has received, let alone the content inside. Lu Lianguang himself, he has written many articles. To be honest, he himself doesn't quite remember how the first long review was written.

But just when he was about to expose this topic, he heard the man in front of him use a cold voice, saying clearly and clearly: "With this power, the proving of the Taoist God is just around the corner; I wish the bamboo gods break their cocoons and become butterflies, Flutter your wings thousands of miles."

With his outstanding eloquence and adaptability, he shining brightly in the debate team of Dongling University, suddenly lost his voice.

He just stared at Tang Cuo in a daze, and Tang Cuo said at a loss: "Why...?"

Lu Lianguang finally found his voice, and asked in shock, "Do you actually remember?"

"I remember." Tang Tu said, very pleased that he answered Katahane's question, and his speech finally became a little smoother, "I remember what you wrote to me."

"I was still a junior high school student at the time, and the words I wrote were too second, you actually remember it all the time..." Lu Lianguang was touched and ashamed. He wanted to rewrite 30,000 words on the spot to show his heartfelt heart, and then said proudly, "I At that time, I said that you can confer a god, and I was the first person on the entire network to call you the bamboo god! Then you ended up, and you immediately became a gold label."

Gold standard, this is also the jargon in the author's forum. As long as the author of the article posted on the Bijian Literature Network, there will be a small pen-like mark behind the ID. A few years ago, it was also called Jinbi, because the homophony was too inelegant. Later, even the official name changed the name to Jinbiao.

Those who have not signed a contract are the brown of the wood, so in the author forum, those who have not signed a contract are called wooden sign authors. Newly signed authors are generally bronze-marked, and there are some authors with high-quality submissions. The contract signed at the beginning is different from ordinary authors, and the silver-marked will be directly given, but the gold-marked can only be earned by the achievement of solid article data.

The general consensus in the author section of the Nib Forum is that getting a gold label is a sign of an author's success in ascending and condensing his personality. From this forum, discussing this author will call him "God."

As for the gold content of this godhead, it depends on how long it took the author to reach the gold standard. Some authors got the gold label when they wrote the fifth book, and some wrote ten books before they climbed from the bronze label to the gold label. In the year when Zhu Cong was born, they only used one book.

A book to enshrine gods, this is the best prospect of every newcomer author, but there are very few authors who can really do it. In the first few years of the establishment of Bijian Literature, there were only three IDs that created the myth of "One Book Conferred God", namely Tianqing Yilun, Bamboo Congsheng and Benevolent Invincible.

Behind the Tianqing round are two people, a man and a woman. Before they came to the pen tip, they were famous for their cooperation in writing and drawing by the man on the social platform.

The author of Benevolence is invincible who writes routines and cool essays. Although the routines are old, the classics become classics because they are really useful. In addition, his writing is smooth and smooth, and the person is very diligent, and the update speed is very fast. Quickly gathered popularity.

Then came the bamboo bushes. Although he updates every day, but the amount is far less than the invincible of the benevolent, but the quality of his writing is better, so after the end, there was an explosion of popularity and he won the gold medal in one fell swoop.

In the fifth year after the pen nib was established, Tianqing Yilun, bamboo clumping, and benevolent invincible were called "the three main gods of pen nib"-the reason why bamboo clumping was placed in the middle was because the forum gave them the "heaven and earth". The order of "people, people" is very secondary and very shameful. No one mentions the term "heaven, earth and people" anymore, but as long as we talk about the three main gods in the old days, the order is like this.

Time has tested this truth, and the speed of reaching the gold standard is directly proportional to the level of Godhead in the future.

Nowadays, the nib has become the No. 1 brand of online literature, and the traffic is not the same as that of a few years ago. The data required by the gold standard is naturally much easier. The so-called "shenzhen of a book" is not as amazing as it was in the early years. There will be several.

The recent achievement of this achievement is the popular newcomer Zhu Yu. In order to celebrate this incident, he posted a few sets of refined photos as "fan benefits", which attracted a group of young girls to forward and scream, and a wave of fans rose.

Lu Lianguang had a big prejudice against this author. He didn't want to mention this unpleasant thing when he first met Zhu Congsheng, and then he didn't mention any gold standard or not, and then asked: "The God of Bamboo," Where are you going now? If it's convenient, I'll treat you to dinner."

"No, I..." When he refused, Tang Tuo felt very guilty. He had already made up his mind to leave a good impression on Kataba and meet all the other party's requirements. He also imagined that the other party would propose dinner together, but He didn't expect the plane to be so late—just now, the grand tenth anniversary celebration of the pen point literature network has begun, and an hour later, there will be an exclusive interview with Bamboo Grove.

"It's okay, it's because I owe it. You must have something to deal with when you return home, and after flying for more than ten hours, you must be very tired. Or else... some other day." Lu Lianguang said thoughtfully. At this moment, he was very fortunate to have cleaned himself up before going out. Who would have guessed that Zhu Congsheng was only three years older than him, and he looked so... so in his heart? If he did not come in the most perfect image today, he will regret it for a lifetime.

Lu Lianguang smiled at the man in front of him, and showed his most gentleman and most personable side with all his attention, "Another day, give me a chance to invite an idol to dinner, OK? Bamboo god?"

"No, no... I should ask you." Tang Tuo said hurriedly, not daring to look at him, sinking deeply in guilt. He tried to explain: "Today is really something. I want to find a hotel nearby to open a room..."

The airport was in the outer suburbs, and there was only one hour left, and there was no time to go to the city. He needed a quiet private space with internet to participate in the interview session, so he had to go to a hotel near the airport to make do.

and many more. Tang Tuo suddenly realized that since Katane wanted to invite him to dinner, she must be free tonight. If he invites Katane to listen to the anniversary live broadcast with him, will Katane be happy? Since it is a man, there is no need to avoid suspicion, this may be a good idea to make the other person happy!

Thinking about this, Tang Tuo added: "Are you going with me?"

Lu Lianguang looked at him in shock.

what? Is this open? Huo Miao's ridicule suddenly echoed in his ears the day before yesterday, and he faintly said: "I...I didn't wear a condom?"

Tang Cu: "...?"

Lu Lianguang suddenly realized that he was playing a yellow accent in front of someone, and quickly saved his image: "No, listen to me! I'm just kidding! I don't usually make jokes like this, really, I see you too today. I'm nervous... Of course I will go with you. By the way, what are we doing in the hotel?"

"That event...the tenth anniversary of the pen point is today." Tang Cu guessed that the other party might have forgotten, and reminded him, "I will be interviewed in an hour, so it's too late to take a taxi to the city."

"Yeah! There's another thing, my God, I'm so excited to see you these two days, I have completely forgotten..." Lu Lianguang's smile suddenly froze.

Oops, he seems to have forgotten something important.

He seems...also an invited guest...