"Trouble this big brother, you go and tell Luo Gongzi, we have something to see him."

Seeing that she was polite, Dahan nodded and walked inside.

After a while, the big man came over and said, "Young Master Luo, I'll come out soon, tell him directly if you have anything." After a while, a person came out of it, his temperament was gorgeous and gorgeous, and his face was incredibly beautiful, it was Luo Hengyou.

"Hello Young Master Luo!" Yuan Qing stepped forward to greet him.

"Hello!" Luo Heng was used to seeing those fans who came to greet him.

"Young Master Luo, I watched your play, you sang very well." Yuan Qingdao.

"Thank you." Luo Yuhan looked at Yuan Qing and smiled.

"Don't hide it from Mr. Luo, we are running an orange weekly, do you want to come and talk to Mr. Luo?" Yuan Qing went straight in.

"Tangerine Weekly?" Hearing this, Luo Hengyou looked Yuan Qing up and down, and finally nodded.

Several people came to Luo Hengyou's resting room.

In fact, Yuan Qing had never interviewed anyone else before, this time, in the face of a male god who attracted the attention of thousands of people, he was a little nervous in his heart, but Yuan Qing was also a businessman who had seen the wind and waves, and his pretty face was calm.

The teahouse has a special room for the rest of the play, and for a big star like Luo Hengyou, his rest room is naturally a ** and relatively large wing.

Yuan Qing and Luo Hengyou sat opposite each other, the waiter brought tea, Qi Yan stood aside, and there were only four people in the room.

Yuan Qing looked at Luo Hengyou, took a sip of tea, opened his lips lightly, and said slowly in a light voice: "Young Master Luo, this time I took the liberty of coming with Qi Yan, and I was disturbed a lot. The missing cooperated with a slight gesture of apology to him.

"Miss Yuan is really polite." Luo Hengyou also smiled.

"Okay, Childe, then I'll make a long story short, I'm actually here to interview you." Yuan Qingdao said, "The so-called interview is just my language, and the son doesn't need to ask too much." ”

Luo Hengyou nodded, he is a dramatist, he has been able to deal with people from all walks of life since he was a child, and he can also understand Yuan Qing's words.

"Young Master Luo, I have a lot of questions for you, if you can answer them, you might as well talk to me."

"Yes." Luo Hengyou is easy to speak.

"Young Master Luo, what do you think about singing?" Yuan Qing asked him what he thought of his profession.

"Yes, no." Luo Heng said quietly, the narrow phoenix eyes were blurred,

"Singing is just entertaining yourself and others."

"Entertaining yourself and others is also a kind of enjoyment, enjoying it, it is difficult for outsiders to see, Luo Gongzi is really leisurely." Yuan Qing said with a smile.

"Leisurely? Indeed, the benevolent see the benevolent, and the wise see the wise. ”

"Young Master Luo, what kind of plays do you like?" Yuan Qing asked.

"It's nothing, it's just a tear-jerking show."

"Do you like tragedy?"

"I think tragedy is more touching than comedy." Luo Hengyou's tone was faintly sad.

"Tragedy is the truest human feeling, and it is indeed more deeply rooted in people's hearts than comedy."

"Heroes see the same thing." Luo Heng said with a smile.

"By the way, Mr. Luo, we will sort out this interview and publish it in the Orange Weekly, you also know that there are many people in Qiuzhou who worship you, and they all want to know more about you, and the newspaper just gives them the opportunity to understand you and get closer to you." Yuan Qing told the truth.

"I know, if there were no newspapers, maybe I would never have known that I have such a high status in people's minds......" Luo Hengyou said.

"Young Master Luo, your appearance is unparalleled in the world, people say that you are an immortal in the sky, to be honest, you are indeed beautiful." Yuan Qingdao.

Luo Heng Youyouguo smiled slightly, "It's all because they carry love." Heng Yu is just a play. ”

"Luo Gongzi is really modest, as you said, drama, the benevolent see the benevolent and the wise see the wise." Yuan Qing said: "What does Young Master Luo like to do on weekdays? ”

"Raise flowers." Luo Hengyou said without thinking.

"Flowers with beauties, no wonder Luo Gongzi is captivating the country and the city. What kind of flowers does Luo Gongzi like to raise, tell us about the experience of raising flowers. ”

"I like peonies the most, the atmosphere is luxurious, the country is overthrown, there are many varieties of peonies in my yard, every spring, the flowers bloom and compete for research, and there is a chance for girls to go and see."

"If I had the chance, I wouldn't want it." Yuan Qingdao.

After that, they talked about a lot of questions and topics, after all, when they met for the first time, Yuan Qing's preparations were not enough, and he was not sure about some questions he wanted to ask, so he simply asked some simple and not very suggestive questions.

A conversation, they talked, Qi Yi picked some better notes, at dusk, the conversation ended, and the master and servant got up to say goodbye.

They didn't go to the Moon Lake Restaurant, but to the Jingtang. Yuan Qing estimated that Mo Zisang was also busy at this time, so he was ready to "see" him.

Jingtang, there are a lot fewer people, the sun is setting, and no one will come to see the doctor, Yuan Qing and Qi Yan walked into Jingtang, but there are only ten-digit patients, wait slowly.

They were friends of the proprietor of the Quiet Hall, and when the boy saw them laugh a few times, he led them into the inner room of the Quiet Hall. The master and servant pushed the door in, and there were two people inside, who had followed Lin Yunxi to the Jingtang earlier, Yahuan Xiaohe and the young painter.

Xiaohe recognized Yuan Qing, she was a friend of her young lady, so Xiaohe got up and saluted Yuan Qing: "Miss Yuan, you are here." ”

"Well, where's the tide?" Yuan Qingdao.

"Miss is outside, helping Dr. Mo take care of things." Little Lotus Road.

Not long after, the door was pushed open, and two people walked in, it was Mo Zisang and Lin Yunxi.

"Zisang, Wanxi." Yuan Qingdao.

"Ah Qing." They each said hello and explained their intentions, so Yuan Qing and Lin Yunxi interviewed Mo Zisang together.

In fact, Lin Yunxi asked the most questions, Yuan Qing only asked occasionally, Mo Zisang answered all questions, he treated people very gently, and he was indeed a humble gentleman as gentle as jade.

It was dusk when they came, so the interview was not too long, almost the sun had completely set, Yuan Qing got up to say goodbye, Mo Zisang was not good to stay, sent them to the door, stopped, and the master and servant walked away.

"Zisang, who is A-Qing to you?" Lin Yunxi asked.

She ...... She is my benefactor, and I have always treated her as my own sister. Mo Zisang replied. Yuan Qing buried his master at that time, and he was also his benefactor, she was younger than him, and he treated her as a sister.

As a sister? Well, "I believe you." Lin Yunxi muttered to himself.

Yuan Qing and Qi Qi walked on the street, the sky was depressing, a round of crescent moon, hanging in the air, the moonlight was light, and there were few pedestrians on the lonely street.

Qi Yi was bought by Yuan Qing from the slave market, she is a heartfelt slave, after all, her more than ten years of education is to educate her how to be a heartfelt slave. She is calm and calm, and she is quite capable of doing things.

The two of them walked on the street, if Yuan Qing didn't speak, Qi Yan wouldn't open casually. They just walked quietly.

A gust of wind swept overhead, and soon, in a flash, Yuan Qing looked up, and there was a person under the moon, he was dressed in white, and he was cool from the dust. It's just that he flashed and disappeared without a trace.

"There is really such a light work in the world." Yuan Qing couldn't help but admire when he saw it, this person was too powerful, and he actually flashed by the sky.

"Master, that person seems to be catching a thief." Qi Yan said.

"Catch a thief? I didn't see a second person. Yuan Qing expressed his doubts, but only the man in white did not see the thief.

"The thief was so fast that we didn't even see him." Qi Yan said.

"No wonder he still has to work hard at night." Yuan Qing nodded knowingly. If you are simply handsome, wearing a white dress and flying around under the moon at night, so that few people see it and waste physical strength, few people will be stupid, if this person is chasing a thief, it will be forgivable.

The thief's light work was so successful that the man in white chased him for a long time and did not catch him. What the master and servant had just seen was just a fragment.

This night was accompanied by the white clothes, and it was also quiet and silent.

The next day, Yuan Qing wrote the orange weekly, wrote her interview with Luo Hengyou in the newspaper, and interviewed Mo Zisang, she decided to write it in the next newspaper. In this way, people's appetites will be slowly aroused, and the newspaper will not be exhausted.

The content of Luo Hengyou's interview is written very truthfully and without falsification, which is also a responsible attitude for media people.

Today, Qiuzhou Daily published Mo Zisang's investigation report, and the newspapers on both sides are selling equally, and the green vegetables and radishes have their own loves, and they can't be forced.

Yuan Qing was not idle, and took Qi Yan to interview the next beautiful man, Gong Xun.

Gong Xun is a chivalrous man, in short, he is very elegant, and he also doesn't like the flashiness of human feelings, Yuan Qing is grinding how much he said before he moved this hermit-like man to be interviewed.

During the interview, Yuan Qing asked him a lot of questions, and it would be good if he could answer half of them.

The interview lasted for an hour, and Yuan Qing and Qi Yan were impatient with him, and they automatically quit after realizing it.

And so that's how it turned out. Three of the five beautiful men were interviewed. Lin Yunsheng, anyway, his sister had already interviewed him, and Yuan Qing didn't bother to intervene again. Lord Wang, forget it, Yuan Qing still wants to live a little longer.

Blatantly wrote a report to the prince, Yuan Qing had already reached a mold a few days ago, and now I will interview him again, who knows what the result will be?

In the Moon Lake Restaurant, Yuan Qing was sorting out his notes (that is, the notes of interviewing those beautiful men), and suddenly there was a knock on the door, Yuan Qing answered lazily, and the door was pushed open. It was a man who came in, dressed in a splendid robe, with an elegant and indifferent temperament, his black hair scattered on his clothes like silk, his skin was fair, and his eyes were clear and seemed to be smart.

Yuan Qing looked up at him, as if he had a very unique temperament on his body, which could firmly absorb people's eyes and linger.

"Girl, you are Yuan Qing, the shopkeeper of Yuehu Restaurant." The man lightly opened his thin lips, and his voice like broken jade slowly sounded.

Yuan Qing nodded and said, "Do you have something to do with me?" ”

"Yes." The man nodded slightly.

"You may be seated." Yuan Qing made a gesture of invitation to him