Divorce at the beginning forced to become a full-time artist

Lu Liang didn't think too much, and after shaking hands with the two, he pulled Li An beside him and said, "This is my brother Li An, it shouldn't matter if you bring him to play together?"

The two editors hurriedly smiled and nodded: "It's okay, it's okay."

"Mr. Lu Liang, please come with us, and I will arrange seats for you."

Lin Dong showed much respect, although he was a little dissatisfied with this fat man, but he is now one of the top writers on Yueyue.com and the creator of Tomb Raider!

The conference room is large, with seating for more than 200 people.

Lu Liang originally thought that sitting in the back would be enough, but the two editors led Lu Liang and Li An to the front row and arranged them in the center.

It was Lin Dong's performance all the time, and Fei Zihao had already complained in his heart.

Yaya, I am the current editor of Sanshu Bachang, well, what is your former editor doing here.

So when Lu Liang and Li An took their seats, Fei Zihao immediately took a step forward and asked while stroking the beard on his face: "Take a seat first, I'll pour tea for you two, do you want green tea or black tea?" Or coffee?"

Lu Liang thought for a while and said, "Then let's have coffee, and help me get some snacks and fruits by the way."

Ang Li also nodded beside him: "Same as him, thank you."

"Okay!" Fei Zihao nodded and immediately ran to get busy.

After the fruits and drinks were brought, the editors Lin Dong and Fei Zihao went to welcome the other authors.

After the two of them left, Lu Liang looked at Li An anxiously:

"I'm not pretending to be a brother with you. I came here last year to sit in the corner seat. Have you seen the seat we are sitting in now? This is the seat that only platinum or great gods are eligible to sit in!"

"And have you noticed that when we first came here, the beautiful editor at the door welcomed the guests, when she saw the word Lu Liang in my invitation card, her eyes lit up as if she saw gold."

"There are also editors. Those editors are colder than each other. If you chat with them online, they will ignore you. See how polite they are to me."

"Two editors greeted me, brother. They poured me coffee and brought me snacks."

Lu Liang held his head high, and his eyes, which were almost invisible due to the fat, were full of unspeakable pride and pride, as well as a lot of excitement.

"Brother! Let me tell you, it is very difficult to subscribe seven or eight thousand novels online. I told you before that you still didn't believe it. Now that I look at my status, you should believe it, right?"

Chapter 65 Lu Liang: The Clown Is Actually Myself! [5000-word chapter]

Soon, authors came to the venue one by one.

A tall middle-aged man wearing glasses was brought to the front row by editor Lin Dong, and sat in front of Lu Liang.

As soon as Lu Liang saw the middle-aged man, he stood up immediately, with a respectful expression: "Hello third brother, my name is Lu Liang, and my pseudonym is Wentian Xunjian."

Editor Lin Dong looked at Lu Liang in astonishment, wondering why Lu Liang didn't call him the third uncle's master singer, but said he was Wentian Xunjian?

But soon Lin Dong understood.

This Lu Liang probably didn't want to be too high-profile until the last moment!

Thinking of this, Lin Dong was very cooperative and did not expose Lu Liang, but whispered a few words in the ear of the tall middle-aged man.

The tall middle-aged man didn't want to talk to Lu Liang at first, but after hearing the editor's whisper, the tall middle-aged man's eyes shone with a little light, and he immediately shook hands with Lu Liang: "Hello, hello, Jiang Shan You are very good and I am very optimistic about you!"

Lu Liangle looked like a fat fool, he quickly nodded his head: "Third brother, thank you, third brother, thank you."

Immediately afterwards, another guy with a long face and very thin came over and sat in front of Lu Liang.

Lu Liang's eyes lit up again and he stepped forward to say hello: "Hi Brother Skeleton, my name is Lu Liang, and my pseudonym is Wentian Xunjian."

The skeleton probably heard the editor talking about it before, so there was a trace of surprise in his eyes, and then he shook hands with Lu Liang and greeted him cordially.

As soon as he finished greeting the two authors here, Lu Liang said to Li An beside him in a very embarrassing way: "Brother, that tall one is 'Brother Candy'! The XXX TV series is adapted from his novel."

"The thinner guy is 'Elf Skeleton', and he is also one of the platinum members of the main team of Yueyue Novels."

"When I shook hands with them just now, they were very kind and there was no rejection."

"Brother, you now know my identity and status!"

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that, the seat arranged for me by the editor is surrounded by bosses!"

"It seems that after finishing this book, I should at least be able to sign the Great God Covenant, even Platinum is possible!"

Lu Liang talked to himself, while Li An on the side remained silent and kept silent.

When Lu Liang was still showing off to Li An, the elf skeleton sitting in front of him turned his head to chat with Lu Liang.

"Brother, why did you think of writing the theme of tomb robbery? I have read your book, and it feels very good and written with a sense of substitution, as if it opened up a new world for me." Elf Skull and Lu Liang were talking.

Lu Liang was a little confused: "Brother Skeleton, are you mistaken? I didn't write about tomb robbery, I always wrote about martial arts."

The skeleton didn't expose it directly, but showed an expression of 'I understand'.

The skeleton patted Lu Liang's shoulder: "Yes, brother, your invisible pretentious technique is very good. On this point, I think I should learn from you."

Invisible pretense is the most deadly, and it is a very popular writing technique in online literature.

Hearing this compliment, Lu Liang was as happy as a flower blooming in his heart, but he smiled: "Brother Skeleton is out of touch, your passionate style is what I want to learn."

Immediately afterwards, one platinum master after another was warmly welcomed in by the editor.

Lu Liang, a small author with an average subscription of only seven or eight thousand, was a little reserved when chatting with them at first, but the more they chatted, the more open they became, and they laughed out loud.

A group of people even made an appointment to find a nearby place to have a drink after the meeting, and then find a big sword to play with.

At this moment, Lu Liang's whole body was floating.

While chatting with these bigwigs, Lu Liang also said to Li An: "Old Li, I will also be a high-level person in the Internet literary circle in the future! Let me tell you, the people I chat with are all annual incomes. Thousands of cattle masters!"

Lu Liang spoke as if he had drunk eight taels of white wine, and he was dizzy and light-headed.

This probably corresponds to an idiom: Everyone gets drunk if wine does not get drunk.

Li An watched from the side but didn't say a word.

At this time, the mobile phone in Ang Li's pocket rang.

Li An looked down and saw that it was Wang Fan, editor-in-chief of Yueyue.com.

It's not convenient for Li An to answer the phone right now, so he hung up the phone.Soon Wang Fan sent a text message: "Mr. Tomato Potato, haven't you arrived yet? The meeting is about to start."

"I'm already seated." Li An went back to send a text message. He was afraid that Wang Fan would call again, so he simply sent another message: "I'll just stay here and listen quietly. You don't need to look for me."