Have You Ever Met Such a Cold Author

When Lu Lianguang refreshed a full page of tips, he thought it was a bug in the system.

The rewards of each literature network will be divided into different positions according to the size of the quota, and the rewarding habits of each reader are different. The same large rewards will be voted at once, and some are used to split into small ones. Several times, because every time the system will automatically send out a comment with a reward limit, multiple rewards are easier to attract the author’s attention.

He Guang Tongchen’s number one gold master sweet and sour, this tyrant with a reputation for pen-tip women, his habit is to only reward the highest amount, never engage in those fancy operations, even the account is used just throw away , The style is very simple and neat, unpretentious, and inhumane.

But today, obviously something went wrong.

The sweet and sour that has always thrown away the biggest rewards coldly, is now using small rewards to swipe the screen.

At most, someone else wrote a few, and this one has already scanned several pages. If it’s an ordinary comment, his account has long been judged by the system to be automatically blocked by swiping the screen, but this is a reward notice and will not trigger the punishment mechanism, so Heguang Tongchen’s comment area is slaughtered, and several pages are all They are all identical reward notices, beginning with the same nickname-sweet and sour coriander.

Lu was confused with sweet and sour coriander: "..."

A few confused readers occasionally pop up in the comment area, asking the big guys in horror what is going on. If you have anything you want to say to the author, just say it, don’t miss it!

However, the boss turned a deaf ear, and Shengsheng brushed this new ID into the leader of the fan list, and this frenzied butchery finally stopped.

Obviously a few things that can be solved with the largest rewards, he just scrolled through a dozen pages, Lu Lianguang checked his back-end income records several times, and finally believed that this was not a bug, but the real action of the other party.

Lu Lianguang couldn't laugh or cry and opened the backstage, sending a private message to the other party.

Heguang Tongchen: Thank you sister's leader! But... I can tolerate the previous sweet and sour fruit series. What is sweet and sour coriander? It's too scary. []

He will routinely send a private message to every leader of thanks, but the accounts at the beginning of Sweet and Sour have never responded to him. To come to the local tyrants, register a number and throw a number. But unexpectedly, this time he received a reply quickly.

Sweet and sour coriander: I am not a girl.

……what? Lu Lianguang's fingers paused, and the local tyrant actually replied in an unprecedented way. Is it really to draw the author's attention? He quickly replied: "Oh, sorry brother. Do you want to tell me something?"

Sweet and sour coriander: It's okay.

Heguang Tongchen: How did you change the screen today?

Sweet and sour coriander: I like it.

Heguang Tongchen:?

Sweet and sour coriander: Shut down, goodbye.

Heguang Tongchen:? ? ?

Heguang Tongchen: Wait, what, why shut down?

Lu Lianguang was inexplicable, but instead of waiting for a reply from sweet and sour coriander, he waited for the editor's call.

Under normal circumstances, everyone is contacted online and rarely makes calls. It is inconvenient to talk online. Lu Lianguang knows what it is that needs the other party to call in person.

He turned on the recording function before answering the phone.

"Teacher." The editor in charge of Lu Lianguang is a soft-spoken girl, "Hello, I am from Nitip Literature Network, won't you bother you now?"

"Don't bother, but before you start talking, I want to tell you one thing first." Lu Jiguang said in a very polite tone, "I will record this call."

The other party was obviously taken aback, and asked subconsciously: "What?"

Lu Lianguang still said in a personable manner: "I said, I will record the entire call, and may publish the recording to the public or use it in other places, and let you know in advance."

"Okay, teacher, then... wait a minute..." the other party said in a panic, and then there was a muffled noise, thinking that she was holding the microphone and talking to someone.

When the microphone was released again, the voice on the other side was changed to a male voice.

"Hello? Xiaolu, hello, I'm editor-in-chief Sun, we used to talk through it before."

Yes, I was directly downgraded from "teacher" to "small road". Lu Lianguang was very impatient with Editor-in-Chief Sun’s superior official accent, and he lost the manner of speaking towards women, and said indifferently, "Hello."

Editor Sun gave an "um", knowing that he was upset recently, but didn't care much, and asked: "You just said you were recording... what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, don't be nervous. It's just that you were bitten by a snake for ten years, just in case." He didn't get bitten by the snake. Instead, he had beaten the snake half-deadly and spared no effort. The snake pulls hatred, "I am different from some insidious villains. If I record, I will tell you upright that I am recording. If I don’t record myself, who knows what I will be taken out of context? Do you think that? , Editor-in-Chief Sun?"

Editor-in-Chief Sun was about to open his mouth and say "yes" when suddenly a Ji Ling remembered that it was recording. In case it was released later, wouldn't he personally admit that Bamboo Cocoon is a "bad villain"? This is the author they have signed an agreement to push forward...

It's all a bastard thing like bamboo cocoon, what a bastard thing to do! So now he has to be restrained by this anger! Editor-in-Chief Sun secretly resented and put the account on Zhu Yu’s head, and said vaguely: "Well, um... this matter, Xiaolu, I know you are wronged. We called Zhu Yu the first time and said sternly. Cocoon is gone, and he knows it was wrong-you haven't read Weibo yet, have you?"

"What Weibo?" Lu Lianguang said, turning on the computer with his free hand. Editor Sun said warmly: "He just publicly apologized to you and wrote a long apology letter! We are looking for you Just to tell you that this matter has been dealt with. Hey, he really misunderstood. He is kind to do bad things, so don't take it to your heart..."

Lu Lianguang read the "Long Apology Letter" from Editor-in-Chief Sun in the commentary of Editor-in-Chief Sun. He laughed inwardly.

Instead of calling it an apology letter, it is better to call it a whitewashed manuscript. Moreover, this manuscript is actually very smooth and sincere, and it is extremely inconsistent with the vernacular style of Zhu Yuxian writing. It seems that someone has polished it for him. Or simply find someone to write it with the tip of the pen and let him send it out.

Editor-in-Chief Sun probably had a generation gap with him, thinking that the young man still in school hadn't seen the world very much, so he was foolish.

"Editor-in-chief, this is not right." Lu Lianguang said calmly, "How did you apologize to me? It doesn't matter to me, isn't it the bamboo god who is the main victim?"

Editor-in-Chief Sun said: "Well, he, he will talk about it one by one, and solve it one by one. Let's talk about your problem first-you see him apologize to you, do you go up and respond?"

"That won't work. I apologized to Zhushen for this. He didn't say sorry to Zhushen and I responded. This is not appropriate."

"What's wrong with this..." Editor Sun was a little anxious, but he was still worried about others. This author is a rising god, and the call is still recording. He is not too tough. People pushed back and forth several times in a polite manner. In the end, Editor-in-Chief Sun couldn't hold it anymore and couldn't help but reveal his bottom line: "Dong Ling's comic exhibition in a few days, the biggest exhibition of the year, you know? Zhu Yu is one of the specially invited authors this time. He came to Dongling for this. He has done all the publicity. If it is not good, he will be removed temporarily... Xiaolu, you have to think about the website."

Half of the words are said to be left half, which means that this matter is not resolved. When you take bamboo cocoons to participate in the event, the website is not good-looking, and there may be safety hazards. There are huge numbers of Heguang Tongchen and Bamboo Grove. For his diehard fans, after the incident broke out, Bamboo Cocoon has received many excessive insults. Who knows if the extreme fans will retaliate on the spot?

Of course, Lu Lianguang suspects that with his pen-tip style, he may still care about the personal safety of the website with more faces than bamboo cocoons.

"Of course I think for the sake of the website. Everyone is prosperous, and every one is damaged." Lu Lianguang smiled, and then changed his tone and said back. "It's just that he apologized in the wrong direction. I am afraid that I will respond to it and it will not help. Fans of Bamboo God He won't buy my account."

Editor-in-Chief Sun suffered internal injuries. He originally came to press his head to give Lu Lianguang to accept the apology, and this matter can be considered as the case closed. Unexpectedly, Lu Lianguang came to record first, but he was a victim of the recording incident, and he couldn't say anything about him. Editor-in-Chief Sun originally planned to do both soft and hard, but in this way, he was scrupulous about recording, and the "hard" words were completely unspeakable. The other party said that the target of the apology was wrong and he was unwilling to accept it.

"...Well, I'll go and let him rewrite it." Editor Sun squeezed out a word from his teeth and compromised. "Write another copy for Xiao Tang."

...Xiao Tang.

Lu Lianguang stunned slightly, yes, Zhushen said that his surname is Tang... his goal has been achieved, and he exchanged a few perfunctory greetings with Editor-in-Chief Sun and hung up the phone.

After Editor-in-Chief Sun finished this aggrieved call, how to cast his anger on Bamboo Cocoon and ordered him to apologize to Zhu Congsheng immediately, but Lu Lianguang quickly forgot about it.

He is more concerned about another thing than this.

Lu Lianguang looked bewilderedly at the private message record that was just a few lines, always feeling that something was wrong. The number one gold master replied to him for the first time, but why did he have a very unhappy tone? He didn't write any poison in the new chapter he updated today. Isn't it sweet? Besides, how can anyone vent their anger?

Moreover, the frequency of coriander appearing in his life recently is really a bit high. Last time I ate noodles with Zhushen, I forgot to ask the proprietress not to add...

Ok?

Lu Lianguang suddenly stagnated. Editor Sun reminded him just now that Zhu Congsheng's surname is Tang.

Cilantro, male, came with an inexplicable temper, shut down...In modern society, there are very few situations in which shutdown is required, and airplane takeoff counts as one.

But it's not right. At the time of their conversation, Zhushen should have taken off for half an hour. How could it be possible to send him a private message?

What are you thinking about... Lu Lianguang shook his head, denying his unrealistic conjectures, and opened the flight information query software to see where Zhu Congsheng flew. The flight he had saved showed-it was delayed forty minutes and just took off.

Lu Lianguang stared at the red "Forty Minutes Delay" in disbelief for a while, and his brain was a bit stuck.

A few minutes later, he jumped up from the sofa and strode across the apartment to the kitchen bar. Regardless of politeness, impoliteness and privacy, this time, he did not hesitate to remove the cheap mug on the ticket.

According to international practice, the first and last name on the ticket is separated by a slash. The name column of this North American Airlines ticket is clearly printed-TANG/CU.