Sitting in the park and eating takoyaki, and having lunch together, the two chatted and walked slowly to the bookstore.

Today they say that they are reading books that grow in bamboo, which is really just "reading". Lu Lianguang bought it as soon as he came out of the entity. Although Tang Tu was not in the country, he would be given a few sets by the publisher and sent to the United States each time. Therefore, the two stood on the bookshelf stacked with "Cocoon of the Universe". A while ago, I talked about the plot for a while, but I didn't mean to buy it.

So it turned into visiting bookstores, stopping and walking, seeing what books and talking about topics on a whim. Lu Lianguang soon discovered that when Tang Chu was strolling in the bookstore, he could easily pick up on topics related to books in any field. Those famous, remote, popular, and niche, he could do it with ease and at his fingertips.

Lu Lianguang is a leader among the liberal arts students of Dongling University. He is always confident in his literary reserve and literacy, but in front of Tang Zu, for the first time in his life, he feels that the other party has completely crushed him, making people stunned. Huge reading volume of the tongue.

What he didn't know at this time was that in the past 25 years of Tang Tu's life, he spent very little time communicating with humans, and he spent most of his time talking with words.

These days, Lu Lianguang has always felt that the bamboo in reality is completely different from the one on the Internet, slow, shy, and clumsy in some ways. Although it is very cute in his eyes, it also makes him feel A sense of disconnection. Today, he saw the bamboo clumps that he first knew and most people are familiar with—the author who opened up the world and splashed ink freely.

He didn't say a word, and was enshrined as a **** by thousands of people with only paper clouds and clouds.

Lu Lianguang looked at Tang Tu, who was standing beside him, quietly looking down at the books in his hand, and a kind of eager emotion filled his heart. He was clearly as tall as Tang Tu, but he seemed to be looking up at him. Lu Lianguang has been a favorite of the heavens since he was a child. He is rarely suppressed in the field he is good at. Even if there is a gap sometimes, he has absolute confidence.

Only this person is different. Bamboo Congsheng is only three years older than him - in three years, will he also be able to achieve Bamboo Congsheng status? Will he be able to write something like that one day? Lu Lianguang couldn't be sure, and because of this, he became more and more obsessed with bamboo clumps.

The strong will only willingly obey the stronger.

"What's the matter?" His eyes were too hot and focused, and Tang Zuo looked up from the book and asked.

"It's nothing, it's just..." Lu Lianguang smiled, unable to contain the throbbing in his heart, he ventured, "It's that every time I get along with you a little more, I like you more."

I like you... The book in Tang Tu's hand was not steady and almost fell.

Every day, Tang Tu sees many people saying they like him in comments, forums, Weibo, and various platforms. The person in front of him has also said it publicly and privately countless times, but his mood changes. Hearing him say these words, the calm water in his heart rippled round and round.

He knew that of course Kataha didn't mean that, but he couldn't help but feel happy, and his ears turned red.

"I...I'll just buy this book." Tang Tuo said in a hurry, and lowered his eyes, afraid to look at him, "Let's go...Do you still want to read it?"

Bamboo Congsheng is not the coldness of the Internet, but it is not good at responding to this kind of straightforward emotional expression. Lu Lianguang knew it for a long time. Deliberately wanting to tease him a few more times, but afraid of really scaring him, he finally touched Mao with a smile: "Well, don't look at it, let's go, let's go to the checkout."

They went downstairs, and several staff members on the first floor were changing the promotional image for the desk that was on display.

The two looked over and saw that the banner read: "Followed by millions of fans, the original work of Lin Long's new drama "Book with Yan".

There is also a life-size promotion board for Lin Long's stills, with a line of words printed on it: Romance Queen and Guang Tongchen join hands with the new goddess Lin Long.

Lu Convergence: "…"

When he saw the words "The Queen of Romance", the tiger's body trembled, and when he saw the word "hand in hand", he couldn't help but make up the picture, and it was a chill.

"Let's go, let's go." He rubbed his arms and said quickly.

Tang Tu followed his gaze, but hesitated for a moment. He said, "Wait, I'm going to buy a copy."

"Buy a copy of what?"

"The Book of Yan." Tang Tu said.

Lu Lianguang glanced at the promotional sign again, and said sourly, "Do you like Lin Long?"

Do you like it so much that you even have to buy the original TV series played by the other party? Lu Lianguang was indignant, and had an urge to tell the other party that Lin Long not only disliked him, but also disliked the cheap gifts he gave.

To his surprise, Tang Tu was unusually unhappy.

"What does it have to do with actors?" he said, looking at Lu Lianguang reproachfully, "I bought books because I like books."

Lu Lianguang was a little dazed by this unexpected joy. When he was queuing up with Tang Tu to check out, he tentatively said, "You read "Book with Yan"...Isn't it because of Lin Long? Last time we talked, I thought You watched it because of the TV show."

"No, I followed the serialization and finished it. The author's style of writing..." A bit like you. Tang Tu paused, didn't say the words, but changed his words: "The style of writing is very delicate and the writing is very moving. Would you like to buy a copy?"

Lu Lianguang dazedly rejected the Amway that the wool came from sheep.

He seldom rejected Tang Tu's proposal, and Tang Tu suddenly realized that Katyu probably didn't watch it, but because he watched it, he didn't like being with Guang.

It is normal for writers with similar writing styles to be disgusted with each other.

As if to confirm his conjecture, Lu Lianguang then said: "I have read "Book of Swallows", and it's written... It's okay, it's a very successful commercial work. But compared with your work …No, there’s no comparison to your work at all.”

Tang Zu smiled and said, "It's not a type of novel at all. Why does it have to be compared with my work?"

Lu Lianguang was startled to realize that he had spoken too smoothly just now, so he hurriedly called haha: "Yeah, it's not the same frequency. The main reason is that he is so famous, even on the forums of mixed male frequency, you can see that everyone often mentions Heguang Tongchen and Heguang. His local tyrant fans are sweet and sour."

Hearing the last two words, Tang Tu shivered, and silently lowered his head and rummaged through the book in his hand, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

"Bamboo God, it's your turn." Lu Lianguang reminded him.

Only then did Tang Tu notice that there was only one person left in front of the checkout line. The cashier brother seemed very enthusiastic, chatting with the checkout girl while scanning the code swiftly.

wait...chat?

Why do cashiers chat with customers? !

Tang Tu suddenly tensed up, watching the customers in front come forward, and the cashier started talking to the customers enthusiastically... This sudden situation made Tang Tu more and more flustered, and his heart seemed to be pinched—if he was in Something went wrong here, and it'll be like the last live interview...

He turned around suddenly and stuffed the book and money into Lu Lianguang's arms.

"Help me, help me with the knot. Thank you..."

"Ah? Why..." Lu Lianguang looked at him in confusion as he stood outside the team. He had not been able to finish his question, but he had already reached him, so he could only go forward and settle the bill.

Sure enough, the cashier would have a chat with everyone.

Tang Tu saw that Lu Lianguang picked up the words freely, and without a few words, both of them laughed - Kata Yu seemed to know how to get along with people by nature, and could always make everyone happy.

Tang Tu suddenly felt cold all over, and his inferiority complex had never surrounded him as clearly as this moment.

In contrast, for someone like him, to have friends is already a luxury and luck, and he is still delusional...

Lu Lianguang chased out of the bookstore, and Tang Tu was standing at the door waiting for him.

He handed back the book and the change he found to Tang Tu and asked, "Do you mind if I ask what's going on?"

Tang Tu took it over silently, his face pale, and he didn't say a word.

"That's why you mind." Lu Congguang answered by himself.

He brushed a handful of his own hair, and Tang Tuo found uneasy that the other party seemed a little irritable.

After a few hours of coaxing, the little animals who had finally gotten close to each other today suddenly became shy again for some unknown reason. Lu Lianguang was indeed a little frustrated, and he didn't know what he had done wrong.

He thought about it for a while and said, "Bamboo God, although we have only met for a week, we have known each other for seven years, and I have known you unilaterally even earlier. To put it mildly, these few years... Especially these days, I have always regarded you as a friend."

Tang Tu's heart sank.

The other party really noticed that he was very strange, and now he doesn't want to be friends anymore?

If he was hit hard, he couldn't hear what the other party said next.

"Although you don't seem to think so." Lu Congguang smiled helplessly, "There are a lot of things you don't want to talk about. But if..." If one day you want to talk to someone, I will always be here.

He couldn't finish speaking, because Tang Tu's eyes were getting red.

Lu Lianguang was a little panicked, and he asked in astonishment, "... Bamboo God?"

Tang Tu turned his head and left.

It's so bad. Before the other party said the words of breaking up the friendship, he couldn't help it, and the other party saw this useless appearance again, really...

"Wait, Bamboo God? Bamboo grows! Wait a minute!"

Lu Lianguang grabbed his arm from behind, and regardless of Tang Tu's struggles, he forcibly dragged him into a narrow alley beside the street.