Have You Ever Met Such a Cold Author

"How do I look now?"

"You asked it a hundred times."

Lu Lianguang protested: "Why is there such an exaggeration? Five or six times at most. Seriously, how is it?"

Huo Miao glanced at him quickly in the intensive operation of the mouse and keyboard.

"Heavy and handsome, handsome."

"My first official date with a pursuer, you just played me like this! We have been roommates for four years—"

"Wait, seven seconds." Huo Miao said, staring at the screen.

Lu Lianguang glanced at his computer screen. He didn’t play games very much, but he respected other people’s hobbies. He never disturbed Huo Miao when he was playing games with headphones. Huo Miao did not wear headphones today, so he I didn't care, and then he asked in hindsight, "Are you playing a copy? I'm joking, don't bother you."

Huo Miao said intently: "It's okay. There are three seconds left."

In the third second, Huo Miao pressed the cool-down big move continuously on the screen.

He didn't even care about the result anymore, he raised his head and carefully looked up and down the road to catch the light.

"Excuse me, what is the difference between you now and the last time you asked me this way, two minutes ago?"

"Yes." Lu Lianguang raised his left wrist, "I took my watch. Do you think it is better to wear it or not?"

Huo Miao rolled his eyes.

"Everything is good. What's the use of letting me be a straight guy?"

Lu Lianguang thought of Lin Long's glamorous face and said with jealousy, "The other party is also a straight man."

He finally adjusted all the accessories on his body, packed up his mood, and went out with his chest up.

Huo Miao looked at his back and shook his head with a "sooner or later" expression before turning his attention back to the computer.

On his screen, the opponent has fallen, and a huge banner with golden light is floating above the arena.

[Finals·Victory]

In the world channel, the system notification is refreshing the screen: Congratulations to the [Dong Shui Ling Ling] server player [three-rate parallel products] for winning the championship of this year's "Top of Yaoling" national clothing finals!

"How lonely is invincibility." Huo Miao sighed with a sigh, quit the competition arena, and reopened the resume of Dragon Wish Company, which is the production company of "Yao Ling" game. Looked at one of his resumes.

"For two consecutive years, he won the national service championship of your company's "Yao Ling" end game'Top of Yao Ling' online competition."

He admired his brilliant record, then hit the keyboard to change "two years" to "three years".

Tang Cu held two cups of milk tea anxiously and stood on the side of the busy commercial street.

Obviously, I came over to adapt to the environment an hour earlier, and as time approached, I still became uncontrollably nervous.

This was the first time in his life that he took the initiative to ask others to go out, the first time he wanted to be close to others, and the first...who he liked.

"Bamboo God!" someone called him loudly, "Bamboo God!"

Tang Cuo looked up and saw Lu Jianguang standing on the opposite side of the road among the crowd waiting for the red light and beckoned to him vigorously, drawing people around him frequently.

He was really good-looking, and he couldn't blame for attracting everyone's attention. There are many kinds of things like "good-looking". It is true that both Lu Lianguang and Tang Cu belong to the category of good-looking, but they are different from Tang Cu's calm and good-looking handsome. Lu Lianguang is handsome and aggressive. He intentionally or unintentionally, as long as he stands there and smiles, he can overshadow the appearance of others, and therefore it is very easy to incur jealousy. However, Lu Lianguang himself has a wide network of contacts in the school, and he frequently displays a strong leader character in club activities. No one dares to provoke him without a long eye.

Such an eye-catching handsomeness seemed to have lost his usual attack power when he arrived in front of Tang Cu. Tang Cu's temperament is so calm and steady, and inviolable, no matter where he stands, he seems to be detached from the environment and also resists people thousands of miles away.

But in fact it is not. If someone is fortunate enough to approach him, and have enough patience to talk to him slowly, so as to reassure him and let go of his vigilance, he can discover another side of him.

Lu Lianguang had never met such a person before. He was so fascinated by this strange discovery that he fell in and couldn't get out at all.

Seeing Tang Cu looking over across the road, he raised a big smile and waved harder. Can't wait to let you see me, even if one red light ahead of time, one road distance, I am very happy.

Tang Tu smiled involuntarily.

The lights on the sidewalk changed. Lu Lianguang rushed out ahead of him, crossing the road, Tang Cuo watched him running over intently, even ignoring the noisy crowd.

"I'm sorry, have you waited a long time?" He stopped in front of Tang Tu, panting lightly.

Tang Cu said, "No, you have arrived ten minutes earlier."

He was astonished at how natural he was. I thought that seeing the other party would make him more nervous, but it was strange that after hearing Katahane's voice, he relaxed instead.

"Here." Lu Lianguang stuffed the two boxes that he had carefully guarded all the way into Tang Cun's arms, "I told you about the takoyaki at the entrance of our school."

Tang Cu embraced it with one arm, and raised the long bag in the other hand to show him, "I bought milk tea."

Lu Lianguang quickly took over and helped him carry them. The two exchanged their bags foolishly and stood looking at each other at the door of the bookstore.

They had made an appointment and went to the bookstore to read Zhu Congsheng's new book together.

Lu Lianguang couldn't help laughing: "We eat and drink here. We must not be able to enter the bookstore. Go, I know there is a place to sit."

"Yeah, good." Tang Tu held tightly the still warm box, trying to emphasize the purpose of the day clearly, "You can come back to read the book after eating."

In fact, he really wants to ask Kataba to go out to play, and he can do anything. Even if it’s like the other night, it’s good to open a room for pure chat, but he didn’t dare to bring it up. This was the first time he took the initiative to ask someone else . The day after he got the phone number of Lu Lianguang, he finished writing the manuscript of the day, spent three hours thinking hard, and wrote five versions of the "call flow", and finally decided that the biggest intersection between them was his book. , So I proposed on the phone to come to the bookstore together on Saturday.

This reason doesn't sound far-fetched, does it? He thought guiltily.

Lu Lianguang led him forward, "No hurry, there is a very delicious noodle restaurant in the next street. It opened two years ago. You haven't returned to Dongling for a long time, don't you know? We can just go shopping after we finish eating. Let’s go there for lunch."

"Okay." Tang Tu didn't even think about it, and then he realized that he had agreed too quickly, and quickly added, "It would be nice to go to the bookstore again in the afternoon...in the afternoon, because there is more time..."

Lu Lianguang turned his face and smiled softly at him: "Yes. You can go wherever you want."

"Two bowls of beef noodles, here you are!" The proprietress yelled and brought two bowls of ramen.

Tang Cuo looked at the other party disgustingly picking out the coriander from the bowl, and suddenly remembered: "By the way...you don't eat coriander."

This was not what Kataba told him, but anyone who added Lu Lianguang's social software account would have a hard time not paying attention to his avatar—the four large letters on a black background and white letters read: No coriander.

Lu Lianguang said bitterly, "Yeah, I can't stand the smell of coriander. I forgot to let the boss not let it go."

He would usually say it specially. Today, he patronized and told Tang Cuo what noodles are delicious, worrying about what the other party eats, and he said casually, "Just like him."

The coriander in that bowl of coriander was very chopped off the road. Tang Cu saw that he was working hard, and then he looked at the coriander in his bowl: they were all whole pieces. So he silently picked up the spoon and started fishing.

Lu Lianguang noticed that he was also picking out coriander, and asked, "Don't you eat coriander either?"

Before he could finish his words, Tang Cu had already fished out his bowl three times and pushed the bowl forward.

Tang Cuo didn't dare to look at the road, staring at the tabletop, trying to stay natural and said: "Eat mine, no coriander. I won't pick it."

The other party made no sound.

Oops, is it too familiar? Kataba still doesn't eat anything that others have eaten... but he hasn't eaten either, even the spoon is clean...

"Bamboo God." Lu Lianguang put down his chopsticks and asked solemnly, "Can I talk about things we know on Weibo?"

Tang Cun didn't figure out why the topic suddenly jumped from coriander to Weibo, but he still replied: "It's okay, it doesn't matter, anyway...everyone knows it last time."

"You don't know how tight my tone is. I haven't said that I have a private relationship with you for so many years. If you don't like high-profile, I won't say anything." He smiled at Tang Tuo, with no concealment to please It means, "I am especially afraid that you will ignore me if you are angry."

"I won't," Tang Cuo'ergen turned red. In order to cover up, he hurriedly brought the other side's bowl of noodles by himself, speaking quietly, "...I won't ignore you. Just say what you want."

Lu Lianguang amusedly saw that he was about to bury his face in the bowl of noodles, and soothed: "Okay, eat noodles now."

He didn't start eating it himself. Instead, he took out his phone, carefully selected the angle, and took a photo of the bowl of noodles without coriander.

The habit of the two of them was not to talk too much during the meal, which just gave Lu ample time to gather light. He frantically put the bowl of noodles into all the photo editing software in his mobile phone and took turns. When the two walked out of the store, he still added another filter, and finally took the piece abruptly. The photo of ramen that he repaired glitteringly was posted on Weibo.

Master Shouyuan Kataba: I sincerely invite friends to appreciate and comment on my photographs: "Bamboo God personally helped me pick the coriander noodles" [photo.jpg]

This is tantamount to dropping a bomb on the fan base, causing a wave of waves with one stone. The image of Zhu Congsheng is too vague and mysterious. In addition to the envy and hatred of Zhu Congsheng fans, half of the comments were shocked by "Bamboo Congsheng will eat noodles like mortals" and "It turns out that except for the code The word "Bamboo Congsheng also does other things" and "Bamboo Congsheng is actually physical, and you can also make appointments with people in the real world."

However, at this time, no one thought that this was just the beginning. Since this Weibo, Pianyu has embarked on his frenzied journey of showing affection. In the near future, Zhu Congsheng has a new nickname-the man who lives on Pianyu's Weibo.