Madam is a squeamish little crybaby, she needs to be pampered!

Chapter 60 Why don’t I give you a ride?

As Mr. Song was talking, he was thinking in his mind. He didn't hear that the Lan and Fu families were not getting along?
He was thinking about doubts.

Shen Feiyin was stunned on the spot.

She had only been praised for her beauty in the past, and no one had ever said that she looked similar to another person.

What's more, judging from the way Mr. Song looked just now, it was obvious that she and that person were so similar that they could possibly share the same face.

Hearing Mr. Song mention another family, Gu Jinghao smiled, "Mr. Song is good at joking, but it's a pity that he has always been meticulous, so why did he admit the wrong person today?"

He checked Shen Feiyin's background and found that she was just an ordinary person.

"is it?"

Mr. Song looked puzzled.

His eyes have made him a top painter. He can identify even the tiniest color differences that cannot be distinguished by machines.

How could he admit the wrong person?

It's a pity that Shen Feiyin still looked confused, so Mr. Song had to remain silent.

Maybe he admitted his mistake.

Shen Feiyin said nothing, but she always felt that the old man looked at her as if he was looking at another person.

At this time, Jin Zibo secretly took note of the Lan family and the Fu family, and then stepped forward to talk about the interview planning in the station.

After all, he was the one who boasted about it when he was drunk, so he had to get it done no matter what.

Jin Zibo was fully prepared. After laying out everything, Shen Feiyin also stepped forward and started modulating the equipment.

In order to be in the camera, Mr. Song even went into the house and changed into a white Taoist robe with an air of immortality. On the bottom of the robe was a landscape painting painted by himself, making him look extremely elegant.

Shen Feiyin stood on the side and couldn't help but admire, we are everyone, ordinary people really can't compare.

Neither the master nor the apprentice knew much about the art world.

After Jin Zibo received the task, he did his homework for several days.

Mr. Song sat down, and Shen Feiyin looked at the tea set on his table, thinking about the effect of the show.After pressing the switch, he picked up the tea set and started making tea.

She is very skilled in making tea, and it looks like she has practiced the steps of making tea.

"Hey, little girl, it's okay."

Mr. Song praised that he had done a lot of research in this field, and there were very few people who liked making tea.

"You flatter me."

Shen Feiyin smiled shyly. Her tea-making skills were only learned part-time when she was in college.

The boss of the teahouse at that time also praised her talent.

But because she was too busy with studies, and because of Li Guilan's strong request, she said that the teahouse's salary was not enough, so she had to go to the supermarket to do sales.

So I didn’t continue studying.

Today, she made the tea based on her previous memories. Fortunately, she made no mistakes.

Mr. Song glanced at Shen Feiyin with admiration. He felt that this girl looked so much like her.

Are you really not from the Lan family?

With the fragrance of tea floating in the air and the scenery outside the yard, Kaneko Hiroshi sat down and started the interview.

"Hello, audience friends, Beijing has always been rich in cultural heritage. Among them are the outstanding works of some old artists."

"Today, the guest of our weekly program is Mr. Song Shouyi, a famous painter and artist."

Jin Zibo's voice is very magnetic, and Wanwan's arrival has not diminished the effect of the show.Although before becoming a reporter, I had a course related to hosting.

When the TV station originally planned this program, it was slow to choose a host.Seeing that the filming schedule was almost coming up, the station had no choice but to let the reporters go.Over time, the show no longer had a fixed host.

Now watching Jin Zibo's oral broadcast, Shen Feiyin remembered her last filming and began to reflect on her shortcomings.

On the other side, Jin Zibo's interview continued, "Everyone knows that the last work released by Mr. Song was a picture of "Golden Rooster Pecking Rice", so everyone has a question."

"Song Lao has always been quite accomplished in landscape paintings, but this is the first time for this auspicious painting and folk style. We didn't expect that your paintings are so lifelike."

"Then there is always a question from the outside world: under what circumstances did you create "The Golden Rooster Pecking the Rice"?"

Listening to Jin Zibo's question, Mr. Song nodded slightly, "As for this question, I just want to say that I have been painting landscapes for a long time. I am tired of it."

"As for the circumstances and why the creation is so good, it's probably due to talent."

After Mr. Song finished speaking, Youzi poured himself a cup of tea.

Shen Feiyin really didn't expect Mr. Song to be so humorous at such an old age. She had a smile on her face and refilled the water at the right time.

"It is true that as the old man said, talent cannot be bought with hard work, so what I want to ask is that it is almost time for you to release your next work."

"Can you please reveal the theme of the work here?" Jin Zibo gently moved the microphone to Mr. Song's side.

Shen Feiyin also pricked up her ears curiously.

Many netizens have said that the most anticipated thing in Beijing every year is the time when Mr. Song releases his works.

It was an eye-candy extravaganza.

"For this question, I can only say to expand your thoughts, make more guesses, and there will be prizes for correct answers."

Mr. Song gave up, and Shen Feiyin and Jin Zibo looked at each other and smiled. I am afraid that when this program is broadcast, netizens will have to participate in speculation.

After all, who doesn’t want the rewards of a great artist?

The two of them smiled in such a tacit understanding, which couldn't help but make Gu Jinghao feel happy.

Little girl, do you think he doesn't exist?
Don't you know that her smile just now was so pure and charming?Gu Jinghao's face darkened and he glanced at Jin Zibo calmly.

It seems that it is time to choose another time to declare sovereignty.

Jin Zibo's selection of questions was all right, so the entire interview process was very fast. It only took an hour and all the content was over.

After hearing Mr. Song's response to the last question, Shen Feiyin checked the device and saw that everything was captured before turning off the machine.

"Thank you, old man, for disturbing me today."

Jin Zibo stood up and thanked, and Shen Feiyin also said words of gratitude.

It’s rare to find such a big name and an old artist willing to cooperate with them.

"Don't thank me."

After the filming, Mr. Song returned to his usual estrangement.

If it weren't for my quick talk when drunk, I wouldn't have this interview.

After thanking them, Jin Zibo and Shen Feiyin packed up the equipment.

Seeing Shen Feiyin about to lift something heavy, Gu Jinghao leaned over and lifted the big black bag ahead of her.

"I come."

After saying this, he picked up the bag with one hand.

Shen Feiyin was a little surprised. The uncle's physical fitness was really good. This bag weighed about 20 kilograms.

Holding it in his hand, it was like casually holding a cup of milk tea.

(End of this chapter)