I booked a seat at the tea place on Peoples Street. Ill et you there later then. Gu Jin chose the place earlier and directly skipped over the most popular Yuqing Pavilion and chose another restaurant that seed alright.
(TL: In Shanghai, Renming Lu is known as Peoples Street)
Tong Lin answered, Sure.
Ti was tight. As the party that was inviting, she couldnt let the others wait. After hanging up, Gu Jin began to clean up herself.
It was around 40 minutes later when she arrived at the eting spot.
Gu Jin followed the waiter and saw Tong Lin, who was wearing a white shirt, waiting for her.
Sorry I ca late. She put down her bag and apologized.
Tong Lin stood up and waited for Gu Jin to sit before seating himself. He poured a glass of water and pushed it over to her, Its fine, I just got here too.
How co only you are here? Gu Jin took the glass and took a sip. The warm water washed over her lungs and made her feel much more comfortable than the iced water. She looked at the other side, Wheres Old Man of the Mountain River?
Tong Lin didnt answer and only faintly smiled. His cold face suddenly beca a lot warr.
As an enthusiast, Gu Jin couldnt help but look a few more tis. After looking a few tis, she gradually began to understand, Are you the Old Man of the Mountain River?
Do I not look like it? Tong Lin crossed his arms and leaned against the seat, staring deeply into Gu Jins eyes and asking.
No, you look like it. Gu Jin avoided his eyes and took her glass and took another sip before she smiled and said, Its just a little unexpected.
She didnt expect such a capturing novel would co from a 20 or so young man. Since inMing Dynastys First Auxiliary, the words were sophisticated and unable to be written unless theyve read hundreds of classics. In particular, the authors understanding of the Ming Dynasty was deep and made the reader shocked.
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However, why didnt he just directly say that he was the author?
This situation could be considered eting an online friend?
It was sowhat awkward.
Tong Lin uncrossed his arms and tapped his fingers, I began to write that book the year before. Afterwards, he seed to fall into reminisce and muttered, Writing until now could also be considered a kind of blessing.
Oh, seems like theres so story behind this.
Gu Jin was curious but kept quite and didnt ask out loud.
What if she poked so wound open if she asked?
The mood fell.
Tong Lin lifted his head and smiled at her. He concernedly asked, Are you hungry?
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A little. Gu Jin honestly replied, she hadnt ate breakfast yet.
Tong Lin called the waiter over and handed the nu to her with a smile, Ladies first.
Gu Jin was surprised but didnt reject. She smiled and took the nu. She didnt know if Tong Lin had food he didnt like and looking at the pictures, she chose a few that seed alright.
After ordering, the two sat facing each other, neither speaking a word.
They once again fell silent. This ti, facing Tong Lin, Gu Jins guilty feeling rose once again. Her heart thumped, if they kept staying quiet like this, she feared she would go crazy.
Tong Lin, what do you think of the magazine?
And so, while waiting for the dishes, the two began to discuss the magazine.
You dont need to worry about the funds, Tong Lin raised his eyebrows and said, A magazine doesnt cost much money. If everyone just gives a bit, there should be enough. I can cover it if its not enough. The key is how to attract authors to us.
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Indeed, even if they successfully started the magazine, since they have no fa at the beginning, there also wouldnt be authors willing to submit. Just the few people from the literature circle that joined wouldnt be nearly enough.
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