After a while, Mao Lilan was able to escape from the encirclement of long guns and short cannons.
The men's single champion just now did not receive this treatment. The reporter only interviewed him for a few minutes, instead of just ten minutes like Mao Lilan.
It's normal when you think about it. After all, beautiful girls are hot topics. All readers like to read it.
Lu Ren briefly said hello to Mao Lilan who came over, and after congratulating her on winning the championship, he took Kitajima Xiao away.
Since Kudo is absent, this celebration banquet should not be held.
All joking aside, but the distance that should be maintained must be maintained.
Lu Ren knew it very well.
He didn't know Kudo very well, after all, he only knew him for a day, but he knew the man well enough.
Meanwhile, at the other end of the gym.
The red player was also surrounded by people, but it was not reporters, but her classmates.
"It's okay, Hina.", "Come on next time.", "It will definitely work."
Everyone is using their own ways and words to encourage this player who is just one step away from victory.
In a competition, there are winners and losers, some are happy and some are sad.
However, the red player Yang Na did not show obvious frustration, and she could still smile to deal with those who encouraged her.
But this seemingly warm scene did not last long.
When an elegant man wearing glasses and a band-aid on his forehead slowly walked towards Hina.
The crowd around her quickly fell silent and made way for the visitor.
After noticing this, Yang Nai immediately stopped smiling and bowed her head deeply, "I'm very sorry! I failed to live up to your expectations!"
"You played well in the past, but at the last moment of the game, you performed abnormally. What are you hesitating about?", the man's voice had no fluctuation.
"terribly sorry!"
"You don't have to apologize to me. You didn't apologize to me. The blue player you played against. Which school is she from? What's her name?"
"Mao Lilan, Grade B of Didan High School."
"Yeah. Then the girl who cheered her on. Do you know who she is?"
"I don't know." After hearing this, Yang Nai raised her head, and her intuition told her that something seemed wrong.
"That's okay."
…
Lu Ren and Bei Dao Xiao walked on the street and started looking for a restaurant.
Bei Dao Xiao had an arrangement, but Lu Ren didn't want to listen to her arrangement tonight. He wanted to choose a hotel by himself and reward today's great hero.
"How do you feel? Are you tired?"
"Tired. So let's just eat something. We have to sort out the materials when we get back."
"The materials will be sorted out tomorrow. We will have dinner tonight and rest after dinner."
"But there is still a game tomorrow."
"There's no need to go to that game."
"But……"
"There is no but," Lu Ren interrupted Kitajima Xiao directly, "Let me ask you, what did President Sato explain to you before departure?"
"Yes, everything is subject to your command."
"Then it's over. You don't have to watch the game tomorrow, I said so."
"yes."
"What do you want to eat?"
"Anything is fine."
"Chili?"
"Not really."
"It's greasy, like fried chicken."
"Not too good. I can eat something light."
"Then you can call it whatever you want. Think carefully about what you want to eat."
"Ramen." Kitajima Xiao was very happy this time, "I know there is a very good ramen restaurant, but it's a bit far away from here."
"Don't be afraid, otherwise what would the driver be used for?"
"Business is very good. You may not get a seat if you go."
"Then wait until there is a seat. Are you not hungry?"
"I'm not hungry." Kitajima Xiao shook his head, "The lunch box is very generous."
"That's fine."
Riku Ren and Kitajima Shino got on the newspaper's special car, and the two sat in the back seat and continued chatting.
"I remember you just joined the newspaper office not long ago."
"Newspaper offices are coming in this year's spring."
"Have you ever published your own articles in newspapers?"
"No, President Sato asked me to exercise again."
Exercise, Lu Ren touched his chin and made up his mind.
"Now is a good opportunity to practice. When you go back later, give me a copy of your interview materials. Then don't go out tomorrow. Just stay in the hotel to sort out the interview materials and write the manuscript."
"I can't do it yet."
“Whether you are successful or not depends not on your words, but on your actions.”
Lu Ren thought for a while, but still didn't touch Bei Dao Xiao's shoulder.
This little girl is very wary, and they are not familiar with each other. Hasty physical contact will most likely cause her to feel disgusted.
And Lu Ren didn't want to be seen as sexually harassing female subordinates.
"I can also write."
"Um?"
"Yes. You write one and I write one. So do your best to write. If you perform well enough, then I will apply to President Sato to publish your manuscript in the newspaper."
"I will definitely live up to your expectations!"
"I told you not to use honorifics. Be careful next time."
After returning to the hotel after dinner, Kitajima Xiao dove into his room.
Judging from her posture, eagerness and enthusiasm to try, it didn't look like she would honestly follow Lu Ren's advice and have a good rest tonight.
100% will work overtime.
Lu Ren felt clear in his heart, but he had no choice but to force Bei Dao Xiao to rest.
This is not realistic.
And Lu Ren can also understand Kitajima Xiao's current state.
In his previous life, at Kitajima Xiao's age, he worked harder and had more energy than her.
Everyone is the same.
It’s not like there’s a saying – I understand the truth, but I just don’t want to do it.
Perhaps he saw his own reflection in Xiao, and Lu Ren was willing to give this very hard-working young man a chance.
Another point is that, until now, he has not written a manuscript by himself, and he feels a little guilty.
Lu Ren is still very confident in his writing style.
But his level of self-confidence is limited to earning a living in a newspaper office.
But it is obvious that the writing level of the predecessor is not limited to just making a living.
The pen of God.
Lu Ren's title is quite good, but it also reflects how highly the small Japanese press respects his manuscripts.
At his current level, the secret might be exposed as soon as he writes. Of course, you can’t say for sure, maybe there is some kind of muscle memory involved in writing.
As soon as he writes, he will trigger the writing skills of his predecessor.
It’s possible anyway, let’s write it down first and then talk about it.
If you are really not satisfied with the writing, you will submit Kitajima Xiao’s manuscript first.
It's a good idea to train newcomers, so Sato Kiyoshi should still give him this face.
At eight o'clock in the morning, Kitajima Xiao submitted the streamlined interview materials to Lu Ren.
Lu Ren immediately started writing.
In three hours, a new manuscript was published.
Lu Ren picked up the manuscript and looked left and right, no matter how he read it, he was satisfied with it.
Putting down the manuscript, he gave himself another appraisal.
[Lu Ren (male)
slightly
Skill: Writing Advanced]
Well, as expected of him.
With just one manuscript, his writing skills went from beginner to advanced.
Just ask who else.
He is indeed a genius when it comes to writing.
You know, in his previous life, he was proficient in four foreign languages, and those foreign languages were only entry-level.
Now we are waiting for Kitajima Xiao's manuscript. As a senior, he should give some advice to the newcomers.
At 5:30 in the afternoon, Kitajima Xiao knocked on Lu Ren's door with the manuscript in hand.
After entering the door, she handed the manuscript with her hands forward and bowed at 90 degrees, "Please correct me, teacher."
"Um."
One minute, two minutes, three minutes.
"Ahem." Lu Ren cleared his throat, "The writing is okay, but some small details are not quite right. You can polish it again when you go back and give me the finished product tomorrow. I'll leave the interview draft to you. .Do not disappoint me."
"Yes! Thank you very much!"
A big smile appeared on Xiao's face. She took the manuscript and said excitedly, "Teacher, can I take a look at your manuscript?"
"Call me Lu Ren. I can't show you my manuscript. My style is different from yours. You have to write in your own style."
"Um!"
"Go back to your room and tidy up. We are going to report back to the club."
Watching Kitajima Xiao walk out of the room, Lu Ren quickly grabbed his manuscript on the table, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can.
He thought for a moment, then picked the paper ball out of the trash can, stretched it out, tore it into pieces, and flushed them all into the toilet.
"What kind of rubbish did I write?"
