Chapter 227 Good Job!

Li Chungang is sometimes very fortunate that his readers and book fans are not like those fan circles in the entertainment circle who chase stars. They use the word "crazy" to achieve the goal of chasing stars, and they often even get chased after doing something. "Star" is a bit unacceptable.

Even if a reader happens to recognize him on the plane, that is, he quietly asks if he can get an autograph and a group photo. Note that this is a request, rather than directly stuffing paper and pen in front of you. coercive approach.

At the beginning, I may feel a little novel that I often meet readers by chance, and I can laugh at myself a few words such as "I am also a half-star now", "I am handsome and will be recognized wherever I go", etc. Shameless Then, slowly, I started to get used to it.

The only advantage of this is that Li Chungang found that his handwriting, which he has practiced hard for several years, has a feeling of getting better and better, and more and more group photos, when facing the camera, he has more and more sense of the camera!

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At 16:00 in the afternoon, the plane from Pengcheng to Shanghai landed at Hongqiao Airport in Shanghai on time. Li Chungang had just picked up his luggage and hadn't left the airport when his phone rang.

He thought that it would be Lao Luo who came to answer his call, but when he picked up the phone and saw the caller ID, it turned out to be an unfamiliar call. He wondered if the sales staff in Shanghai might be too strong. As soon as I got off the plane, I immediately called to start selling products or real estate.

"Hello."

After answering the phone, Li Chungang said as he walked out of the airport.

"You should be here, I'll wait for you outside the pick-up area in Terminal C."

Hearing this familiar woman's voice, Li Chungang said that he could not have heard it wrong: "Miao Miao? You suddenly called me instead of sending a voice message on WeChat. I almost hung up the phone directly. Fortunately, your voice Very recognizable and nice to hear, I can hear it as soon as I hear it!"

"Really, then I'll take it as you are praising me."

Girls are sometimes duplicity animals. They say it doesn’t matter or don’t care, but they are happy when they hear someone who cares praises them. come out.

"Take your long legs and walk two steps faster, I feel like I'm about to stop and time out ~ beep! beep!"

He was originally 178 tall, maybe it was the second spring of his life (after all, he was only 21 years old, and science shows that the growth and development period of boys should last until about 24 years old), or it was the insoles after wearing shoes. Besides, Li Chungang didn't measure his height on purpose, but he felt that his current height must exceed 1.8 meters!

1.8 meters may not be considered a big deal in the north where there are many people like forests, but in the south, it is already a very rare tall person. It’s not always said that girls cover all their ugliness with whiteness, as long as their skin is white enough and good enough with some make-up, they will always look good; boys have a high body that covers all ugliness, even if you look like Peng Yuyan’s face, only 1.6 meters His height is also unattractive in front of girls.

"Hey! If I knew it, I wouldn't wear it so casually."

Looking at his own figure vaguely reflected on the smooth and translucent walls of the aisle of the terminal, he sighed helplessly. Li Chungang dragged his suitcase and subconsciously quickened his pace. Not long after he walked out of the terminal, he saw a familiar figure.

Don't look at the fact that the capital city is not far from Pengcheng,

The temperature gap between the two is vastly different. At least in Pengcheng, things that can be easily handled with a thin coat cannot be staged here. In some years, you can still see snowing scenes in Shanghai. It's just that it can't reach the grand scene of snow falling like a feather in the north, only some light snowflakes fall.

Speaking of snow, Li Chungang is always full of all kinds of beautiful images for a child in the south, but when he encountered snow for the first time in his life at Tsinghua University, some fantasies were like bubbles Shattered, the snowflakes are not beautiful at all, there are no crystal clear snowflake crystals that fall on the palm of the hand, only ice crystals with a puddle of water, and the taste is astringent and salty, which is not good at all.

Don't ask him why he knows that snowflakes taste bitter and salty. Which southerner can't help but stick out his tongue and lick it when he sees snow for the first time?

Of course, this kind of stupid thing... Li Chungang can just hide it in his heart!

Seeing that He Miao was at least seven points similar to her attire, a white lengthened knee-length down jacket, light blue washed jeans and long shoes under her feet. It's just that the shoes worn by men and women are different, and there is not much difference in the clothes, except that Li Chungang is black.

"Let's go, get in the car first, it's been so cold in Shanghai these days~"

Seeing Li Chungang, He Miao greeted him as usual, and hurriedly walked towards the parking lot. From the fact that he could exhale white breath, he knew how cold the current outdoor temperature was. It should be said that it was a rare low temperature in Shanghai in recent years. It's not an exaggeration. Fortunately, it was affected by the cold air, which came and went quickly, and it returned to the previous level in about a week.

Li Chungang followed behind with a suitcase. Although it had been a short time since the two met for the first time at the annual meeting, fortunately, they still kept in touch with each other on the Internet during this period, and they even participated in a total meeting. In the Spelling Bee on the Internet, the familiar feeling returned between the two not long after they met, and they immediately said:

"Why did that old Luo let you come to pick me up? I didn't expect..."

This really surprised Li Chungang a little bit. He can't deny and doesn't want to deny that since he got to know her at the Longteng Annual Meeting and has been getting along for a while now, even though most of the time he spends using the Internet to communicate, he still doesn't feel any less respect for her. I have a good impression.

After all, everyone has different values ​​for love. Li Chungang belongs to the Buddhist type, who thinks that "eyes" are more important than everything else, and all the premise is based on the other party's meeting his eyes, otherwise nothing will happen. But such things as eyesight and goodwill cannot be eaten as food.

In addition to communicating on WeChat and spending a lot of time for a code word every day, the communication between the two in reality is very small or even infinitely close to zero, even if they have never made a phone call. The number is still a string of unfamiliar mobile phone numbers on the caller ID.

"What didn't you expect? Didn't expect how I contacted your literary agent or didn't expect that I would come to pick you up? Didn't you all mention the specific flight time of Shanghai in the group before? I happen to have time to go." I took the initiative to invite you." He Miao said after hearing Li Chungang's doubts.

Li Chungang also belongs to the type who can see through a little bit. Now he is not clear, and he thought from the bottom of his heart while walking:

"Hi Lao Luo, you have thick eyebrows and big eyes. On the surface, you look honest and honest. I didn't expect that you are such a person who betrays the Lord and seeks glory behind the scenes. But this time I have to say...

here you go! "

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