MTL - Have You Ever Met Such a Cold Author-Chapter 33 removed mug

When Lu Congguang refreshed a whole page of reward records, he thought it was a bug in the system.

The reward of each literary network will be divided into different grades according to the amount, and the reward habits of each reader are different. For the same large reward, some people will complete it at one time, and some people are used to splitting it into small ones. Select several times, because each time the reward system will automatically issue a comment with the reward amount, it is easier to attract the author's attention by rewarding multiple times.

He Guangtongchen's number one gold master, Sweet and Sour, is a local tycoon with a stellar reputation. His habit is to only reward the highest amount. , The style is very crisp, unpretentious, and inhuman.

But today, it was clear that something went wrong.

Sweet and sour, who has always left the biggest reward coldly and left, is now using a small reward to swipe the screen.

Others can at most brush a few articles, this one has already brushed several pages. If it was an ordinary comment, his account would have long been judged by the system to be automatically banned for swiping the screen, but this is a reward notification, and it will not trigger the punishment mechanism, so the comment area of ​​Heguang Tongchen was slaughtered, and several pages were all in a row. They are all the same reward notices, starting with the same nickname—Sweet and Sour Coriander.

Lu Lianguang, who was covered in sweet and sour coriander: "..."

Occasionally, a few confused readers popped up in the comment area, and they all asked the boss in horror what happened. If there is anything you want to say to the author, just say it directly, don't think about it!

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

It was obvious that a few maximum rewards could be solved. He just swiped a dozen pages. Lu Lianguang confirmed his backstage income record several times, and finally believed that this was not a bug, but the other party's real action.

Lu Lianguang opened the backstage, dumbfounded, and sent a private message to the other party.

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

He would routinely send private messages to every leader of the alliance to thank him, but the accounts at the beginning of sweet and sour never replied to him. If he wanted to come to the local tyrant, he would register an account and throw an account. But unexpectedly, this time he actually received a reply very quickly.

Sweet and Sour Coriander: I'm not a girl.

…what? Lu Lianguang's fingers paused, and the local tyrant actually responded for the first time in history. Did he really swipe the screen to attract the author's attention? He quickly replied: "Oh, sorry brother. Is there something you want to tell me?"

Sweet and Sour Coriander: Nothing.

Heguang Tongchen: Then why did you change the screen today?

Sweet and sour coriander: I would love to.

Together with the Light: ?

Sweet and Sour Coriander: Shut down, bye.

Together with the Light: ? ? ?

Together with the Light: Wait, what, why shut down?

Lu Lianguang was inexplicable, but instead of waiting for Sweet and Sour Coriander's reply, he waited for the editor's call.

Under normal circumstances, everyone communicates online and rarely makes phone calls. It is inconvenient to say online, and Lu Lianguang knows what needs to be called by the other party in person.

He turned on the recording function first, and then answered the phone.

"Teacher." Lu Lianguang's editor-in-chief was a soft-spoken girl, "Hello, I am here at Bi Nii Literature Network, so I won't disturb you at the moment?"

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

The other party was obviously stunned, and asked subconsciously, "What?"

Lu Congguang said still gracefully: "I said, I will record the whole call, and I may publish the recording to the public or use it in other places, and let you know in advance."

"Okay, teacher, then...then wait..." The other party said in a panic, and then there was a muffled sound, thinking that she was talking to someone while covering the microphone.

When the microphone was released again, the opposite voice was replaced by a male voice.

"Hello? Xiaolu, hello, I'm Editor-in-Chief Sun. We talked before."

Yes, it was directly downgraded from "Teacher" to "Xiaolu". Lu Lianguang was very impatient with Editor-in-Chief Sun's superior official accent, and he didn't speak with the demeanor of women, so he said indifferently, "Hello."

Editor-in-chief Sun gave a "um", knowing that he was in a bad mood recently, but he didn't care much, and asked, "You said you were recording just now... What's going on?"

"It's nothing, don't be nervous, it's just that you were bitten by a snake once, and you have been afraid of the rope for ten years, just in case." Instead of being bitten by a snake, Lu Lianguang, who had already beaten the snake to half death, spared no effort to give The snake drew hatred, "I'm different from some evil villains. If I record it, I will tell you that I am recording. If I don't record myself, who knows what will be taken out of context? Do you think so? , Editor-in-Chief Sun?"

Editor-in-chief Sun was about to open his mouth to say "yes", when suddenly he remembered that this was a recording, in case it was released later, didn't he admit that Zhu Cocoon was a "villain"? This is the author they signed an agreement and are pushing hard...

It's all a **** like Bamboo Cocoon, what a **** thing to do! So that now he has to take this anger with his hands and feet! Editor-in-chief Sun was secretly annoyed, and put the account on Zhumao's head, and said vaguely: "Well, um... this matter, Xiaolu, I know you have been wronged. We called Zhumao immediately and sternly said it. Well, he also knew he was wrong - you haven't read Weibo, have you?"

"What Weibo?" Lu Lianguang said as he turned on the computer with his free hand. Editor-in-chief Sun said enthusiastically, "He just publicly apologized to you and wrote a long letter of apology! We are looking for you. Just to let you know that this matter has been dealt with. Hey, he really misunderstood, and he did bad things with good intentions, so don't take it to heart..."

Lu Lianguang read the "very long letter of apology" in the mouth of Editor Sun published by Zhumao, and sneered in his heart.

Rather than calling it an apology letter, it's better to call it a whitewashing draft. Besides, this draft is actually very smooth and sincere. It is extremely inconsistent with the vernacular style of Zhumao's writing essay on immortality. It looks like someone has polished it for him. Or simply ask someone to ghostwrite the nib and let him send it out.

Editor-in-chief Sun probably really has a generation gap with him, thinking that the young people who are still in school have not seen much of the world, so they are fooled.

"Editor-in-chief, this is not right." Lu Lianguang said calmly, "Why did you apologize to me? I don't care, the main victim is the Bamboo God, right?"

Editor-in-chief Sun said: "Well, he, let's talk about it one by one, let's solve it one by one, let's talk about you first - you see he apologized to you, do you go up and respond?"

"That won't work. I have already apologized to Bamboo God for this matter. He didn't say sorry to Bamboo God at all, so I will respond. This is inappropriate."

"What's wrong with this..." Editor-in-chief Sun was a little anxious, but he was worried that he still had to ask others. This author is a great **** in the rising period. In addition, this phone call is still being recorded, so he shouldn't be too tough. The two He politely pushed back and forth several times, but in the end, editor-in-chief Sun couldn't hold it any longer, and couldn't help revealing his bottom line: "In a few days, Dongling's comic exhibition, the biggest exhibition of the year, you know? Bamboo Cocoon is one of the invited writers this time. He came to Dongling for this matter, and the publicity has been done. It is not good to temporarily remove him...Xiaolu, you must also consider the website. "

Half of the words are left in half, which means that if this matter is not solved, if you take bamboo cocoons to participate in activities, the face of the website will not look good, and maybe there will be security risks - there are huge numbers of Heguang Tongchen and Bamboo Clumps. For die-hard fans, after the incident, Bamboo Cocoon received some extreme abuse. Who knows if the extreme fans will take revenge on the spot?

Of course, Lu Lianguang suspected that with his pen-tip style, he might still care about the personal safety of the website's face more than the bamboo cocoon.

"Of course I'm thinking about the website, one is prosperous, and one is lost." Lu Lianguang smiled, and then he said again, "It's just that his apology is in the wrong direction, I'm afraid it won't help if I respond, fans of Bamboo God. They won't buy my account."

Editor-in-chief Sun suffered from internal injuries. He originally came to press his head to let Lu Lianguang accept the apology, and this matter could be settled. Unexpectedly, Lu Lianguang made a trick to record first, but he was the victim of the recording incident and could not say anything about him. Editor-in-chief Sun originally planned to do both hard and soft, but as a result, he was worried about the recording, and those "hard" words could not be said at all.

"...Well, I'll let him rewrite it." Editor-in-chief Sun squeezed out the words between his teeth and compromised, "Write another copy for Xiao Tang."

...Little Tang.

Lu Lianguang was stunned for a moment, yes, Bamboo God said that his surname was Tang... His goal had been achieved, and he exchanged a few perfunctory greetings with Editor-in-Chief Sun before hanging up.

After the editor-in-chief Sun ended the aggrieved call, how did he take his anger on Zhu Cocoon and ordered him to apologize to Zhu Congsheng immediately, but Lu Lianguang quickly forgot about it.

Compared with this, he is more concerned about another thing now.

Lu Lianguang looked at the private message record with just a few lines in confusion, and always felt that something was wrong. The number one sponsor replied to him for the first time, but why was he so unhappy? He didn't write anything poisonous in the new chapter he updated today, isn't it sweet? Besides, who would pay a reward to vent their anger?

Moreover, the frequency of coriander in his life is a bit high recently, and the last time he ate noodles with Bamboo God, he forgot to ask the proprietress not to add it...

Um?

Lu Congguang suddenly froze. Editor-in-chief Sun reminded him just now that Zhu Congsheng's surname was Tang.

Coriander, male, inexplicable temper, shut down... In modern society, there are very few situations that need to be shut down, and the plane takes off as one.

But not right. At the time of their conversation, Bamboo God should have already 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 guess, and opened the flight information query software, wanting to see where the bamboo clumps flew. The flight he had saved showed—forty minutes delayed, just taking off.

Lu Congguang stared at the red "forty minutes delay" in disbelief for a while, and his brain was a little stuck.

After a few minutes, he jumped off the sofa and strode across the apartment to the kitchen bar. No matter how polite or rude, privacy is not privacy, this time, he did not hesitate to remove the cheap mug that was pressed on the ticket.

According to international practice, the surname and the first name on the ticket are separated by a slash in the middle. The name column on this North American Airlines ticket clearly reads —TANG/CU.