MTL - Have You Ever Met Such a Cold Author-Chapter 19 Sincerely invite everyone to comment

"How do I look now?"

"You've asked a hundred times."

Lu Lianguang protested: "How can it be so exaggerated? At most five or six times. Seriously, how is it?"

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

"Awe-inspiring and handsome."

"My first official date with my crush, and you just perfunctory me! We've been roommates for four years—"

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

Lu Lianguang glanced at his computer screen. He didn't play games much himself, but he respected other people's hobbies and never bothered him when Huo Miao was playing games with headphones on. Today, Huo Miao was not wearing headphones, so he I didn't care, and only now asked after realizing it, "Are you playing a copy? I'm joking, I won't bother you anymore."

Huo Miao said intently, "It's fine. There are still three seconds."

The screen on the screen burst into dazzling skill glare without interruption. In the third second, Huo Miao pressed the cool down ultimate move.

He didn't even care about the result anymore, raised his head and looked up and down carefully at Lu Jianguang.

"Excuse me, what's the difference between now and the last time you asked me that, two minutes ago?"

"Yes." Lu Lianguang raised his left wrist, "I put on my watch. Do you think it's better to wear it or not?"

Huo Miao rolled his eyes.

"It's all good. What's the use of letting me be a straight man?"

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

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

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

On his screen, the opponent has fallen, and a line of huge golden banners is floating over the arena.

【Finals · Victory】

In the world channel, the system notification is swiping: congratulations to the [Dongshui Lingling] server player [Three-Row Parallel Imports] for winning the championship of this year's "Top of Yaoling" national service finals!

"How lonely it is to be invincible." Huo Miao sighed very badly, withdrew from the arena dedicated to the competition, and reopened the resume to be submitted to Longwan Company, which is the production and production company of the "Yao Ling" game. Check out one of your resumes.

"For two consecutive years, he has won the national service championship of your company's "Yaoling" end game "Yaoling Peak" online competition."

He admired his brilliant record, then tapped the keyboard and changed "two years" to "three years".

Tang Tu stood nervously on the side of the commercial street with two cups of milk tea.

He had come to adapt to the environment an hour earlier, but as the time approached, he was still uncontrollably nervous.

This was the first time in his life that he took the initiative to ask someone out, the first time he wanted to get close to others, the first time... someone he liked.

"Bamboo God!" Someone shouted at him, "Bamboo God!"

Tang Tu looked up and saw Lu Lianguang standing on the opposite side of the road in the crowd waiting for the red light, waving at him forcefully, causing the people around him to look sideways frequently.

He looks really good-looking, and he can't complain that he can attract everyone's attention. There are many kinds of things like "good-looking". It is true that both Lu Lianguang and Tang Chu belong to the category of good-looking, but they are different from Tang Chu's calm and handsome handsome, Lu Lianguang's handsome and aggressive. Whether he is intentional or not, as long as he stands there and smiles, he can eclipse other people's appearance, and it is very easy to cause jealousy. However, Lu Lianguang himself has a wide network of contacts in the school, and he frequently shows a strong leadership character in club activities. No one dares to provoke him without a long eye.

Such an eye-catching handsome, in front of Tang Tu, he seems to have lost his usual offensive power. Tang Tu's temperament is so calm and steady, majestic and inviolable, no matter where he stands, he seems to be aloof from the environment, and also rejects people thousands of miles away.

But it's not. If someone is fortunate enough to be close to him, and has enough patience to talk and interact with him slowly, so as to appease him to let go of his vigilance, he will be able to discover the other side of him.

Lu Lianguang had never met such a person before. He was fascinated by this peculiar discovery, and fell into it, unable to get out at all.

Seeing Tang Tu looking across the road, he raised a big smile and waved more vigorously. I can't wait for you to see me, even if it's a red light time in advance, a road distance, I'm very happy.

Tang Tu also smiled involuntarily.

The sidewalk lights have changed. Lu Lianguang rushed out and crossed the road. Tang Tu was too focused on watching him run over, even ignoring the noisy crowd.

"I'm sorry, did you wait for a long time?" He stopped in front of Tang Tu and gasped lightly.

Tang Tu said: "No, you arrived ten minutes earlier."

He was amazed at how natural he was. He originally thought that seeing the other party would make him more nervous, but strangely, after hearing Kataha's voice, he relaxed instead.

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

Tang Tu hugged it with one arm, and held up the long bag in the other hand to show him, "I bought milk tea."

Lu Lianguang hurried over to help him carry it. The two foolishly exchanged their bags and stood in front of the bookstore, looking at each other.

They originally made an appointment to go to the bookstore to read Bamboo Congsheng's new book together.

Lu Lianguang couldn't help laughing: "We are eating and drinking here, so we definitely won't be able to enter the bookstore. Come on, I know there is a place to sit."

"Well, good." Tang Tu hugged the still warm box tightly, emphasizing the purpose of today, "You can come back to read after you finish eating."

In fact, he really wanted to ask Kata Yu to go out to play, and he could play anything, even if it was like the other night, it would be good to open a room for pure chat, but he didn't dare to bring it up. This was the first time in his memory that he took the initiative to ask someone out. . The day after he got Lu Lianguang's phone number, he finished writing the manuscript for the day, spent three hours thinking hard, wrote five versions of the "call flow", and finally decided that the biggest intersection between them was his book. , So I suggested 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, "Don't worry, there's a very delicious noodle restaurant on the next street, it opened two years ago, you haven't been back to Dongling for a long time, don't you know? We can just stroll around after we finish eating. Come on, then go there for lunch."

"Okay." Tang Tu didn't even think about it, and then he was surprised that he agreed too quickly, and quickly added, "Afternoon... It's good to go to the bookstore in the afternoon, there is plenty of time..."

Lu Lianguang turned his face to the side and smiled at him gently: "Okay. You can go anywhere you want."

"Two bowls of beef noodles, here we come!" the proprietress shouted, bringing two bowls of ramen.

Tang Tu looked at the other party and picked out the coriander in the bowl with disgust, and suddenly remembered: "By the way... you don't eat coriander."

This is not what Kata Yu told him, but it is difficult for anyone who has added Lu Lianguang's social software account to not pay attention to his avatar - four big characters in white characters on a black background: No coriander.

Lu Lianguang said with a bitter face: "Yeah, I can't stand the smell of coriander, I forgot to tell the boss not to put it just now."

He usually says it on purpose, but today he was patronizing to tell Tang Tu what noodles are delicious, and worrying about what the other party eats, so he casually said "same as him".

Unluckily, the bowl of coriander in Lianguang's bowl was cut into pieces. Tang Tu saw that he had worked hard to fish it, and then looked at the coriander in his bowl: they were all whole pieces. So he silently picked up the spoon and began to fish.

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

Before he could finish speaking, Tang Tu had already fished out what was in his bowl in three or two strokes, and pushed the bowl forward.

Tang Tu didn't dare to look at Lu Lianguang, stared at the table, and tried to keep his naturalness: "Eat mine, there's no coriander anymore. I won't pick it."

The other party didn't make a sound.

Oops, are you acting too familiar? It's still Kataha who doesn't eat what others have eaten... But he hasn't eaten, even the spoon is clean...

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

Tang Tu didn't understand why the topic suddenly jumped from Coriander to Weibo, but still replied: "Yes, it doesn't matter, anyway, last time... everyone knows it."

"It's not that you don't know how tight I am. I haven't said that I have a private relationship with you for so many years. If you don't like a high profile, I won't say anything." He smiled at Tang Zuo, with an undisguised flattery. Means, "I'm especially afraid that you'll ignore me when you're angry."

"I won't," Tang Tuo's ears turned red. In order to hide it, he hurriedly brought the other person's bowl of noodles by himself, and said in a low voice, "...I won't ignore you. Say it if you want."

Lu Lianguang saw with a smile that he was about to bury his face in the bowl of noodles, so he comforted: "Okay, let's eat noodles quickly."

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

The two of them had a habit of not talking during meals, which just gave Lu Lianguang enough time. He frantically put this bowl of noodles into all the photo editing software on his mobile phone and went through it. When the two walked out of the store, he added another filter to his heart's content, and finally restrained the picture. A photo of the ramen noodles he repaired was posted on Weibo.

The old man in the garden, Kataha: I sincerely invite all friends to appreciate and comment on my photographic works: "The Bamboo God personally helped me pick the noodles with coriander" [Photo.jpg]

This is tantamount to dropping a bomb on the fan base, causing a thousand waves with one stone. The image of Bamboo Congsheng is too illusory and mysterious. Except for the envy and jealous Bamboo Congsheng fans, half of the comments are shocked that "Bamboo Congsheng will eat noodles like a mortal", "It turns out that except for the code Bamboo clumps can also do other things" and "Bamboo clumps actually have entities, and they can even meet people for dinner in the real world".

However, at this time, no one thought that this was just the beginning. Since this Weibo, Kataha has started his maddening and loving journey, and in the near future, Bamboo Congsheng has a new nickname - the man living in Kataha Weibo.