Lu Congguang actually noticed the man at a glance.

There were only two international flights arriving during this time period. Passengers leaving the station were either dragging their families with their families in groups of three or five, or dragging large and small bags, and the whole person would be overwhelmed by luggage.

The man was wearing a thin long trench coat, and all his luggage was just a business trolley case and a small gift bag in his hand. The appearance of being alone was out of place in the crowd.

Even in the light of Lu Jianguang's picky **** aesthetic, this is really a man with an outstanding appearance. He's thin, tall, and cool, like...

like bamboo.

is it him? Probably not, he looks too young. When the man's eyes swept over here, Lu Lianguang unconsciously held his breath—their eyes passed through the surging crowd and met at a distance.

But this was only a short moment, the other party's eyes didn't even stay on him for a second, and looked to the other side.

Sure enough... Lu Congguang wasn't too surprised, but he felt a little lost in his heart.

It is rare to meet someone who is so eye-catching, so in line with his aesthetics, wouldn't it be too abrupt to ask for the contact information? On other occasions, Lu Lianguang might have gone, in short, make friends first. His execution has always been strong, and this is the first time in his life that his heart moved slightly at the first sight.

But it happened to be the case now. Bamboo clumps may appear at any time. Compared with his heartbeat, Lu Lianguang chose to stay in place and wait for the bamboo clumps to grow without hesitation.

The man didn't leave either. He stopped in a corner that would not block the way of the passengers, and seemed to be looking for someone, his eyes swept across the hall over and over again.

There is no girl in a red coat.

Tang Tu looked around again and was sure not, so he lowered his head and sent a message to Katyu.

Bamboo clumps: I'm out of the station, next to the currency exchange window.

Kataha: Alright, I'll come over now.

Kataha: Wait, no, is this really you? ? ?

Kataha: I must be mistaken, Bamboo God, you look up at me? Are you wearing a trench coat?

Tang Tu looked up and looked around, and saw a young man who looked like a college student walking towards him.

Until now, he didn't think much of it.

When he left the station just now, Tang Tu actually noticed this young man at a glance.

After all, this young face is clean and handsome, tall and well-proportioned, full of vigor, and it seems to be shining in the crowd, not to mention that he is also wearing a very conspicuous red coat.

Um?

red coat?

Tang Tu stared at the young man who was walking towards him in disbelief—

Red jacket, yes.

White shirt, yes.

Beige trousers, yes.

White sneakers, all right.

...where is that wrong? ! He clearly read every fanfic Katyu wrote to him, Tang Tu was shocked and thought blankly, in the comment section of the article, didn't everyone always call Mrs Katyu?

Isn't the wife used to address girls? ! Why...why is a boy walking towards him now...

No matter how flustered he was, the young man had already stood in front of him and confirmed, "Bamboo God?"

how, how...

Tang Tu nodded expressionlessly, his mind was muddy.

Process... Process doesn't work... Now what should I say... Why did the dinosaurs go extinct... No, don't think about it now...

And Lu Lianguang was simply overjoyed. He made no secret of his joy and said: "Hello, I'm Kata Yu - God, Bamboo God, you are so young, I thought you were at least ten years older than me!"

Answer him quickly, Tang Tu urged himself. He said stiffly, "…Oh."

Lu Lianguang was accustomed to the indifferent reaction of the bamboo bushes, and he still enthusiastically went on by himself: "You may not believe it, your temperament is exactly the same as my own!"

But you are completely different from what I have in mind... Tang Tu thought to himself, but he didn't say anything.

"When I first saw you just now, I thought to myself, this person's temperament is like a bamboo god, but he is too young, it is impossible. You look really... about the same age as me, in your twenties?"

"Twenty-five." Tang Tu said. He successfully answered a question, and the anxiety in his heart calmed down a little.

"God, you were only seventeen years old when you wrote "Cocoon of the Universe"?! I thought it was written by a twenty-seven-year-old... No, I don't believe it, did you invite me to tease you? Mine." Lu Congguang pretended to be serious and said, "Tell me, what was the last sentence of the long review I wrote to you seven years ago?"

Of course it's a joke. Bamboo Congsheng has been out for eight years. Even if Lu Lianguang claims to be the most loyal Bamboo Congsheng fan, he can't remember how many long reviews Zhu Congsheng has received, let alone the content inside. Lu Lianguang alone has written many articles. To be honest, he himself doesn't quite remember how he wrote the first long review.

But just when he was about to reveal the topic, he heard the man in front of him say in a cold voice, word by word: "With this power of writing, it is just around the corner to prove the Dao and consecrate the gods; I wish the Bamboo God to break the cocoon and become a butterfly, Fly a thousand miles."

With his excellent eloquence and adaptability, Lu Lianguang, who was brilliant in the debate team of Dongling University, suddenly lost his voice.

He just stared at Tang Tu in a daze, and Tang Tu said at a loss, "What's wrong?"

Lu Lianguang finally found his voice and asked in shock, "Do you really remember?"

"I remember." Tang Tu said, very pleased that he answered Kata Yu's question, and his speech finally became smoother, "I remember everything you wrote to me."

"I was still a junior high school student at the time, and the words I wrote were too high for a second year, yet you keep memorizing..." Lu Lianguang was moved and ashamed, wishing he could rewrite 30,000 words on the spot to express his sincerity, and then proudly said: "I was Just say you can confer a god, and I am the first person in the entire network to call you a bamboo god! After you finished, you immediately became a gold standard."

Gold label, this is also the jargon in the author's forum. As long as the author of the article published on the Bi Nib Literature Network, the ID will be followed by a small pen-shaped mark. It was also called the golden pen a few years ago, because the homophonic sound was too indecent, and later even the officials uniformly changed its name to the golden mark.

Those who have not signed the contract are the brown of the wood, so the author forum calls those who have not signed the contract as the author of the wooden mark. Newly signed authors are generally Bronze, and there are also individual authors with high-quality submissions. The contract signed at the beginning is different from that of ordinary authors, and will be directly awarded Silver, but Gold can only be earned by real article data achievements.

The general consensus in the author section of the nib forum is that getting a gold label is a sign of an author's successful ascension and condensed godhood. From then on, if this author is discussed in the forum, he will be called "God".

As for the gold content of this godhead, it depends on how long it took the author to reach the gold standard. Some authors won the gold label until the fifth book was written, while others climbed from the bronze label to the gold label after writing ten books, but only one book was used when Bamboo Grows.

It is the best prospect of every new writer, but there are very few writers who can really do it. In the first few years of the establishment of Bi Jian Literature.com, only three IDs created the myth of "one book enshrines the gods", namely Tianqing Yiyuan, Bamboo Growing and the Invincible of the Benevolent.

Behind the Tianqing round are two people, a man and a woman. Before they came to the nib, they were well-known on social platforms for the cooperation form of writing by the man and drawing by the woman.

The benevolent invincible author specializes in writing routines and cool essays. Although the routines are old, the reason why the classics become classics is because they are really useful. In addition, his writing is smooth and smooth, he is also very diligent, and the update speed is very fast. It quickly gained popularity.

Then there are bamboo clusters. Although he also updates every day, the volume is far less than the invincible of the benevolent, but the quality of the words he wrote is better than the quality, so after the end, there was an explosion of popularity, and he won the gold standard in one fell swoop.

In the fifth year after the establishment of the nib, Tianqing round, bamboo clumps, and benevolent invincibles are also called "the three main gods of nibs" - the reason why the bamboo clumps are placed in the middle is because the forum has rigged them with "heaven, earth, The order of "people" is very second, very shameful, and no one mentions the stalk of "heaven, earth and people" anymore, but as long as we talk about the things of the old three gods, the order is so agreed upon.

Time has tested this truth, and the speed at which the golden standard is achieved is directly proportional to the level of Godhead in the future.

Now that the nib has become the number one brand of online literature, the traffic is not the same as it was a few years ago. It is naturally much easier to achieve the data required by the gold standard. There will be several.

The one who recently achieved this achievement is the very popular rookie author Bamboo Cocoon. In order to celebrate this event, he posted several sets of edited photos as "fan benefits", which attracted a lot of little girls to retweet and scream, and a wave of fans increased.

Lu Lianguang had a great prejudice against this author. He didn't want to bring up such unpleasant things when he first met Zhu Congsheng, so he didn't mention anything golden or not, and asked, "Bamboo God, Where are you going now? I'll treat you to dinner if it's convenient."

"No, I..." Tang Tu felt guilty all of a sudden when he refused. He had already made up his mind that he wanted to make a good impression on Kata Yu and meet all the requirements of the other party. He also imagined that the other party would propose to have dinner together, but he I didn't expect the flight to be delayed so long - just now, the grand 10th anniversary celebration of Bi Nib Literature Network has begun, and an hour later, there will be an exclusive interview with Bamboo Growing.

"It doesn't matter, I'm the one who didn't think about it. You must have something to deal with when you return to China, and you must be very tired after flying for more than ten hours. Otherwise... let's do it another day." Lu Lianguang said thoughtfully. At this moment, he was extremely fortunate that he had taken care of himself before going out. Who would have guessed that Bamboo Congsheng was only three years older than him, and that he was so...so in line with his heart? If he didn't come in the most perfect image today, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Lu Lianguang smiled at the man in front of him, and focused on showing his most gentleman and personable side, "Another day, give me a chance to invite an idol to dinner, okay? Bamboo God?"

"No, no... I should invite you." Tang Tu said crampedly, not daring to look at him, and was deeply immersed in guilt. He tried to explain: "I really have something to do today, I'm going to find a hotel nearby to open a room..."

The airport is in the outer suburbs, and there is only one hour left. It is too late to go to the city. He needs a quiet private space with Internet access to participate in the interview session, so he can only go to a hotel near the airport to make do with it.

and many more. Tang Zu had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly thought—since Katyu wants to invite him to dinner, he must be free tonight, so if he invites Katyu to listen to the anniversary live broadcast with him, will Katyu be happy? Since it is a man, there is no need to avoid suspicion, this may be a good idea to make the other party happy!

Thinking like this, Tang Tu added: "Do you want to go with me?"

Lu Jinguang looked at him in shock.

What? Is this open? Huo Miao's joke the day before yesterday suddenly echoed in his ears, and he said dizzily, "I...I'm not wearing a condom?"

Tang Tu: "...?"

Lu Lianguang suddenly realized who he was speaking in front of, and hurriedly saved his image: "No, listen to me! I'm just joking! I don't usually joke like this, really, see you today too much I'm nervous... Of course I'll go with you. By the way, what are we going to do in the hotel?"

"That event... The tenth anniversary of the nib is today." Tang Chu guessed that the other party might have forgotten, and reminded, "There will be an interview with me in an hour, and it will be too late to take a taxi to the city."

"Yeah! There's another matter, God, I'm so excited to see you these two days, I've completely forgotten..." Lu Lianguang's smile suddenly froze.

Oops, he seems to have forgotten something important.

He seems to be... an invited guest...