Have You Ever Met Such a Cold Author

"Okay." Lu Lianguang said softly, he saw that Tang Tuo was a little hesitant, as if he didn't know what to do, and took the initiative: "I'll help you get started, okay?"

The benevolent invincible is a man who writes routines to upgrade the popular horse Shuangwen - the new male protagonist who will open after marriage does not accept the harem, and he has received a wave of scolding for this - but it is still far away from the circle where Lu Lianguang is located. Can't hit. It doesn't matter whether he knows whether the benevolent is invincible, but since Tang Tu said he wants it, he will fulfill his wish.

"Great God," Lu Lianguang leaned over to speak to the benevolent Wudi, "Hello."

He deliberately buckled the famous brand in front of him, but the benevolent invincible didn't see his name. After replying "Hello", he was a little hesitant. Tang Tu seized the opportunity and said at the right time, "This is Kata Yu, it is me. friend."

The benevolent invincible suddenly realized: "Oh, I was still thinking about why there are stars sitting at the author's table, so you are Kataha!"

Hearing him compliment Lu Lianguang's appearance like this, a small flower quietly bloomed in a hidden corner of Tang Tu's heart. He still looked expressionless, but no one knew that the little flower in his heart was shaking his head.

"My wife is chasing your texts at home every day, but she doesn't even read mine!" The benevolent invincible laughed. Lu Lianguang joked with him a few times. The two knew each other. On the other side, the emcee was already speaking. Well, they stopped talking.

The bride and groom were led to the stage by the golden boy and girl. At the end of the wedding process, while everyone turned their necks to look at the stage, Lu Lianguang whispered in Tang Tu's ear: "Bamboo God, what were you happy about just now? ?"

Tang Tu was startled, and for a moment felt ashamed that his mind was seen through. The little flower suddenly turned into a mimosa and shrank tightly.

But there is no reason! He didn't say anything and didn't do anything.

"…How did you know?"

"It's in your eyes." Lu Lianguang said softly, the warm air stroked Tang Tu's sensitive ears as he spoke, and the tips of his ears instantly turned red.

Lu Lianguang has been paying attention to him all the time. He said to him, "I'll accompany you, don't be afraid". It wasn't some empty comfort, but he was really paying attention to his state all the time, so meticulous that there was something in his eyes. The emotional changes are clear... Tang Tu is still very ashamed, but his heart that has been hanging high seems to be suddenly supported by something tenderly and powerfully.

Ten years have passed, and this is the first time that he has a real sense of security in the crowd.

Lu Lianguang said, "So, why are you so happy?"

"No... I won't tell you!" Tang Tu whispered shamefully, "Stop talking, listen carefully!"

Lu Lianguang smiled and let him go temporarily.

"...Tonight's first lottery session! Our boss of the new couple, You Hongzhi, the boss of Longyuan Company, although he was not present today due to busy work, he specially sponsored this round of prizes to celebrate the marriage of the two , without further ado, let's draw the third prize first, ten top-level game books..."

When the emcee was drawing the lottery on the stage, Zhong Lunyuan and Yan Tianqing had already changed into a set of dresses and started walking around to toast. The wedding banquet had entered the stage of eating, and the hall became very lively.

The men all opened their chat boxes. The benevolent Wudi had exchanged surnames with Lu Lianguang, and they became brothers. He said, "Xiaolu, there are not many young people who are as low-key as you now! Some people obviously look good. Usually, every day I forcefully show my face, but the real person is filmed and posted on the Internet, which is not at all different from the photo, hahahaha, my face is swollen!"

The invincible voice of the benevolent was so loud that all the writers sitting nearby could hear it. The circle is so big in total, and it takes only a few days to know what happened. For example, now, everyone knows that he was talking about the fact that Bamboo Cocoon was made difficult by an anchor on the spot at the comic exhibition two days ago.

"Is that the video of Zhumao? I watched it, it went crazy on Weibo, and Qiqi was also on camera!" Yun Juanshu said gloatingly, "I said before that Qiqi was too miserable, and was arranged to be with Zhumao. Sitting in the comic exhibition together, now I am envious, if only I was the one who signed the deal with him, I could faint with laughter on the spot! Hey, Qiqi, tell us, what was the situation at that time?"

"The anchor came over with a mobile phone and asked Zhu Mao if he could ask him a few questions. Many people in the live broadcast room were looking forward to it. Zhu Mao thought he was his fan, and agreed immediately." Qi Xiejia smiled contemptuously. "As a result, the host opened his mouth and asked, why did the bamboo clump keep gaining popularity? Why did the first book copy the character name of the Bamboo God, and the routine of the benevolent invincible **** becoming famous, and the second copy copied the setting and plot of the bamboo god, and more Why did you spread rumors to frame Heguang Tongchen... A series of questions directly confused the bamboo cocoon. Later, you may have watched a video, and a few irritable old brothers came. Several girls in my team are fans of Heguang Tongchen, and they scolded when they heard it, and the scene almost got out of control, and then the staff at the tip of the pen called the security."

Sitting on the other side of the table, a well-informed author also said: "Didn't Bamboo Cocoon not go the next day, he said on Weibo that he was sick, but it was revealed in the forum that the organizer directly looked for the nib at the end of the first day. , said that for the sake of order and safety, he refused to allow this guest to re-enter the venue, which made me laugh to death."

"Really or not? The organizer personally issued a red card and banned entry. Is it so strong?"

"I heard gossip that the organizer is a fan of Bamboo God..."

"This person doesn't look very good, and his writing is not very good. He does things in a different way."

"How can you say that it is useless, you will know after watching the video - other people's photo editing skills are also unique!"

Everyone is saying one sentence to me. They are all people who deal with words all day long. When they complain one by one, they are hurting one by one. Suddenly, someone suddenly said: "No matter how bad the word of mouth, no matter how bad the character is, so what? It's true that you make money. The data of his new book is higher than mine, and it will be on the shelves in a few days. According to the accepted standard in the forum... As long as the subscription ratio is not too bad, I am afraid that it can directly soar into the gods. This is how male frequency readers are. , as long as you like it, who cares about the grievances and grievances between your authors."

Everyone at the table was silent, and someone said sullenly: "In recent years, the traffic has been huge, and the names of colleagues can be seen on TV at every turn, but the atmosphere in the station is also unprecedented in history, and there is no character at all..."

The atmosphere was even more sluggish now, Yunjuan Shu said sharply: "Character? How many plagiarized texts have been sold in the past few years? I don't know about the male channel, anyway, the female channel, if it really started seven or eight years ago. In the past two years, the standard check and plagiarism have made tens of millions less in recent years. You ask our website to ask for tens of millions of real money, or to be literate? Let them choose a thousand times and they will still have the same answer. "

Another female writer sitting next to her shook her glass and said, "Is Hongye Literature City about to open? Ye Ziming is so rich, Hongye's treatment..."

"Xiao Tao!" Lu Lianguang suddenly said, "You are drunk."

The banquet was not over, the wine had not been drunk enough, and no one could get drunk. The female author was reminded like this, and she suddenly realized what occasion she said such a thing on. She glanced at Lu Lianguang gratefully, After a haha, he said, "I'm a little drunk, so I'll just say it casually, haha, nothing else matters, I'm just curious about President Ye—"

A few girls got together to chat about Ye Ziming, the youngest president of Dongling, and suddenly there was a commotion. It turned out that it was the newcomer's turn to toast and it was their turn.

The men all put on white wine. Zhong Lunun led Yan Tianqing to give a speech together. It could be seen that he had already drank a lot. There were too many people invited today, but the wedding wine was not intoxicating. Both of them seemed to be in good spirits. look.

Wedding wine is not intoxicating, this effect is only useful for newcomers, and it has little effect on others. Tang Tu sipped the white wine, and his face became pale.

He had hardly ever drank white wine. In order to save face for the newcomer, he suddenly took such a sip, not to mention the spicy taste, and even his stomach was a little aching.

The newlyweds have toasted, and the table has also been released a little. The authors who can get to know the great gods of the Tianqing round are not young children. Two male video writers got up and toasted the benevolent couple.

After three rounds of drinking, with a slight intoxication, someone finally toasted Tang Tu with a glass of white wine.

"Bamboo God," the author said with a big tongue, "you have been so miserable recently. You have been entangled with some mentally retarded stuff. Hey, I'm so upset when I see that one."

Everyone was paying close attention to the first person to toast Bamboo Congsheng, and Tang Tuo also stared blankly at the author who was on the same list as him. When he was nervous, his thinking was easy to diverge, and he couldn't concentrate. I thought in a mess, he was actually not too miserable recently, and something much more important than that happened.

The author was still comforting him: "But it doesn't matter, if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself! He won't get anything in return, it's not that he doesn't repay, the time has not come!"

In fact, the time is almost here. Tang Tu thought silently, but he still didn't say anything.

"Come on, Bamboo God, I'll give you a toast! To our supreme god!" The author was very knowledgeable, and he was a little drunk, and he was able to go on impassionedly with Tang Tu's indifferent face, "Bamboo God, this is If it is someone else, I have to persuade him to do it anyway, just what you wrote, I will accept it! I do it, you are free! "

Tang Tu frowned indistinctly, but he would rather drink until his stomach bleed if he opened his mouth to say something to evade in front of everyone's eyes.

The author on the opposite side had already drank a small cup full of white wine with his head up. He said that as much as Tang Tuu drank, he would give as much face. The cup was robbed halfway.

"Great God, I'm really sorry. Bamboo God is thin-skinned and can't say anything. In fact, his stomach is not good. The last live broadcast was temporarily interrupted because of stomach pain." The accusation said, "He can't actually drink this strong wine. He just took a sip, and it's already the limit. I drank this glass of wine for him."

Everyone at the table was quiet, and no one could react yet. Lu Lianguang had simply raised his head and drank the glass of wine. He was the youngest man at the table. He drank a glass of strong wine without even frowning. , and immediately filled himself with a look of ease: "Bamboo God likes your writing very much, you have done it, he must do it too - according to the rules, I drink three glasses, and one for him."

After he finished speaking, he drank two full glasses of wine one after another, and he was not empty at all. He drank three glasses in a row so cheerfully, the author smiled and went straight and Lu Lianguang called brotherhood to blow the bamboo bushes together for a while. The new book just left.

One person started, and everyone was moved. Soon, the writers on the male band came in a line to pay their respects to their top author, and even the authors of the female band came to honor with red wine.

Lu Lianguang did not refuse and accepted all the orders, he did what he said and did it without any ambiguity, and gave enough face to the whole table for Tang Tu.