Mr. He's heart beats the world with his beauty

Chapter 14
Although she had known Liu De not long ago, she could see that what Liu De hated the most was rich people who bullied others.

Shen Yingxue happened to be such a person.

Seeing that Song Lan saw the joke, Shen Yingxue gritted her teeth and raised her head.

She straightened her messy hair and rolled her eyes at Song Lan arrogantly.

"What are you looking at? If you want to see my jokes, there is no way!"

Song Lan was speechless for a while.

She was purely waiting for Liu De here, so she could be accidentally injured.

After the sound of Shen Yingxue's high heels kicking away, Liu De came out.

"Teacher Liu De." Song Lan immediately bowed politely.

"You haven't left yet?"

Liu De looked at her in surprise.

He thought Song Lan had already left.

Song Lan smiled lightly, "Mr. Liu De, I said I would wait until you were willing to be interviewed. It's not dark yet, so I'll wait until it gets dark."

Liu De's mood was completely ruined by Shen Yingxue, and he didn't look good when he saw Song Lan.

"Don't think I don't know. You reporters are all in the same group. Just now that Shen surnamed wanted to bribe me to accept an interview. What tricks do you have? Just use it!"

Song Lan's brows were lightly tightened.

She stepped forward and said sincerely, "Mr. Liu De, I am sincerely interviewing you. Although I am a reporter, I will only interview you as a reporter with your consent. Before that , I am just an ordinary person who admires you."

These words reached Liu De's heart.

Liu Deduo glanced at her and snorted, "If you are willing to wait, then continue to wait!"

For the next three days, Song Lan showed up outside the studio on time at seven o'clock every morning.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Liu De left after get off work, and she left.

For three days, he never left. When he was tired, he brought his own folding stool, and when he was hungry, he brought his own bento box.

Instead, it was Shen Yingxue.

Relying on the connections of the Shen family, various people brought her into the studio, but Liu De kicked her out without exception.

On the fourth day, Song Lan was sitting on a small folding stool eating a bento and sorting out the interview draft.

Shen Yingxue was thrown out again.

"How many times have I said that if you don't accept an interview, you don't accept it. You have been involved four times. Don't you understand the truth that nothing matters?"

Shen Yingxue didn't care about Song Lan's presence anymore, so she quickly apologized to Liu De.

"Mr. Liu De, I really want to interview you, please give me a chance."

"That's enough, get out of here immediately, I can't accept an interview with a wicked person like you!"

Liu De looked at Shen Yingxue in disgust.

The person who brought Shen Yingxue in today was an academic professor and an old friend of Liu De.

Liu De said to his old friend with a cold face, "If you dare to bring any messy reporters in again, our friendship for many years will be broken!"

"Liu De, old Liu, why do you do this—" the professor said anxiously.

Shen Yingxue's face turned pale.

It was said by Liu De that his intentions were not righteous, and it was heard by so many people, especially Song Lan.

Where is her face!

Song Lan, who was eating a bento, was forced to watch a good show.

She silently held the bento and the manuscript, and sat on the side.

After a while, Shen Yingxue went crazy and came up to ask for trouble.

"Mr. Liu De, I don't understand. I have worked so hard, why you still refuse to give me a chance, what's wrong with me interviewing you!"

Shen Yingxue finally couldn't help it, the young lady's temper exploded.

Liu De sneered, twirling his beard and said indifferently, "Do you think I can't see it? You interviewed me for your performance, not to spread calligraphy at all. Don't think that you can be domineering because you are the Shen family. In my eyes , you are not as good as ordinary people!"

Shen Yingxue squeezed her palm violently.

She swept Liu De resentfully, turned around and left.

The professor who brought Shen Yingxue stomped his feet, called Lao Liu, turned around and chased Shen Yingxue.

The studio finally returned to tranquility.

Song Lan thought she had nothing to do with herself, but when Liu De entered the door, she glanced at her.

"You have been here for four days? Come in with me."

Song Lan was taken aback, quickly packed up her things, and followed inside.

"Thank you, Teacher Liu De!"

Incense is burning in the studio, and sandalwood is curling.

Liu De looked at Song Lan, "Thirsty, there is a kettle on the table, pour water yourself."

Song Lan knew that it was impossible for a master like Liu De to condescend to pour tea to the guests.

After pouring himself a glass, he looked at Liu De seriously.

"Mr. Liu De, would you like to accept my interview?"

Like Shen Yingxue, she couldn't wait to take out the tape recorder and interview scripts, and she didn't even have a press card around her neck.

His eyes are like those of students who are full of curiosity.

Liu De paused, "You write a few words first, and I'll see."

Masters are a little eccentric, Song Lan expressed his understanding.

There were papers and pens on the table, Song Lan walked over and rolled up her sleeves to reveal a section of her wrist.

She took a deep breath, and under Liu De's gaze, she lifted the pen with a professional posture.

Write down the four characters of "the highest kindness is like water".

Liu De walked over to take a look, his eyes flashed with amazement.

"You are a character with excellent character, soft and strong, good, good!"

For a moment, Liu De looked at Song Lan with hot eyes.

"I didn't expect your calligraphy to be so good. Who did you learn from? Do I know you?"

From Liu De's point of view, Song Lan's master must be as famous as him!

Unexpectedly, Song Lan shook his head.

She put down her pen and said in a low voice, "I don't have a master, but I was interested in calligraphy when I was a child. My father has nothing to do, so he taught me a few strokes casually."

"Teach you a few strokes, and you can write so well? Your father is really amazing, can you introduce me?"

Liu De said excitedly, as if meeting a bosom friend.

"This……"

Song Lan smiled wryly, "My father was in a car accident in his early years and has been bedridden for many years."

Liu De was stunned, and at the same time regret flashed across his eyes, he also knew that he had said something wrong.

He coughed lightly, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

"Okay, then for the sake of your handwriting, I'll give you half an hour to interview, no more than one minute!"

"Really? Thank you, Mr. Liu De, I'll be ready now!"

Song Lan dug out the backpack on her back, and found a professional microphone, recorder, interview script and reporter's work card from inside...

It took her 5 minutes to sort it out, and the interview started immediately.

Every second counts!

Half an hour later, Song Lan put the recorder in her arms contentedly, and bowed gratefully to Liu De.

"Thank you for giving me this opportunity. I will definitely write an interview report carefully and let more people know your love for calligraphy!"

Liu De waved his hand and said nothing.

KEO magazine.

Shen Yingxue was sitting in her office, making phone calls frantically.

"Do you know Liu De? It's the calligraphy master. Do you have any connections to introduce me?"

"Yes, I have to let him accept my interview! Do you know if Liu De has any benefactors?"

(End of this chapter)