Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

  Chapter 202 202 Meng Fu hides his life experience; first

   "Ji Ziyang, you can rest here at night, your bedroom on the second floor is still there." The old lady Ji is still in good spirits, but she has a bad appetite and can't eat after a few bites.

  Ji Ziyang has always lived in the main house of the Ji family.

  However, occasionally on vacation, I will live with Mrs. Ji and stay with her.

  If it was the past, Ji's father would naturally not stop Mrs. Ji's words. He would spend less time with the old lady. Most of the time, he would let his son go with the old lady.

  Just this time...

  Hearing this, Ji's father put down his chopsticks calmly and laughed, "Mom, the Ji Ziyang Student Union has been very busy these days."

   "Well then." Old lady Ji regretted.

  After dinner, Ji's father took Ji Ziyang and left.

  Grandma Ji turned to the servant: "Mother Ji, send it off to Master."

   "Yes." Ji Ma respectfully put down the rag in her hand.

Hearing the words, Meng Fu glanced at Ji Ma, slightly surprised, she could naturally see that Ji Ma had a brisk footstep, and there must be internal strength in her body.

  Meng Fu thought for a while, then retracted his gaze, took the black bag that was aside, and touched the silver needle inside.

  "Miss Meng, drink tea." Mother Ji returned, went to the kitchen to make three cups of tea, and gave Meng Fu a cup.

   knows that the spice that makes old lady Ji sleep is given by Meng Fu, and Ji’s mother is very respectful towards Meng Fu.

   "Thank you," Meng Fu thanked him, then got up, "Grandma Ji, I'll use the silver needle to adjust it for you."

  "Silver Needle?" Yi Tong came down from the upper floor, arranged the spices, and looked at Meng Fu.

  He invited Meng Fu to come, naturally he did not hold the idea that Meng Fu could cure his grandmother.

  I just thought that she could give grandma more spices to make her sleep more peacefully.

   Nowadays, Chinese medicine is in power in China, and the old lady Ji has also had acupuncture and moxibustion many times before, but it was useless.

   Hearing this, the old lady Ji also turned to Meng Fu, paused, and then shook her head with a smile, “Xiao Meng, don’t bother with it. We’ve tried these before, but they didn’t work for me.”

Meng Fu took out the silver needle from the bag, heard the words, thought about it, and said, "Do you feel that your brain is very heavy now? I will not cure you by applying the needle, but it can relieve your head disease. ."

  Nowadays, Chinese medicine is on the rise, but not many people really know how to use silver needles.

  Old lady Ji thought for a while, but did not refuse, "Then Xiao Meng, you try, I'll go upstairs and change clothes first."

  Definitely not downstairs to give the needle. Old lady Ji went upstairs.

Ji Ma helped the old lady go upstairs and helped her change clothes. After closing the door, she hesitated, "Old lady, how did you agree? A few years ago, we were fortunate enough to invite the wind doctor to give you an injection. use."

   "It's okay," the old lady Ji smiled, "Let her try, I won't miss anything."

  When she said this, Ji's mother did not refuse.

  The old lady Ji changed into a white training suit and called Meng Fu to come up and give her the injection.

  The old lady Ji is in good spirits. She lay on the bed with her eyes closed, and while waiting for Meng Fu to give the needle, she said: "Xiao Meng, you don't have to exert too much effort."

  She has seen too many people who give her injections, and most of them will be empty and pale after the injection.

  The two things of needle delivery and fragrance adjustment are very exhausting for some doctors.

  Meng Fu held three silver needles between his fingertips, did not speak, and only pierced the first one into an acupuncture point on the top of Mrs. Ji's head.

As soon as the   needle entered the acupuncture point, Mrs. Ji felt a noticeable difference.

  The brain seems a little lighter.

  The second needle fell on an acupuncture point on the back of Mrs. Ji's neck.

  The needle fell, and the feeling in the brain of the old lady Ji became more obvious.

  The third needle fell on an acupuncture point on the finger of the old lady Ji.

  After the needle was pierced, the old lady Ji vaguely felt something rushing toward both arms in her mind.

  She wanted to see Meng Fu, so she asked her to give it a try. After all, she might give up after trying it. She really didn't expect these three needles to make her seem better than before.

   "Old lady, how are you feeling?" Ji's mother saw that the three silver needles had been pierced, but the old lady Ji didn't move, and said hurriedly.

   "It's okay," Mrs. Ji felt a little miraculous, "Mother Ji, I seem to be a little hungry."

hungry?

  Ji’s mother was taken aback, and then quickly stood up, her face seemed a little excited, “Wait, I’ll go downstairs to prepare meals for you!”

  After speaking, Ji Ma walked downstairs excitedly.

  Old lady Ji has always had a bad appetite. She has to deal with meals every day. This is the first time she says she is hungry.

  Even if Yi Tong is stupid, he knows that Meng Fu’s work is due to him. He turns to Meng Fu, sternly, "Thank you..."

  Turning around, I saw Meng Fu's somewhat pale face.

  She was originally a cold white complexion, but now she looks more and more white, "Sit down first."

  Yi Tong brought a chair to Meng Fu directly.

  Old lady Ji also sat up when she heard the words, and looked at Meng Fu anxiously, "Xiao Meng, are you okay? They told you not to use too much effort."

   "It's okay." Meng Fu raised his hand, his expression unconcerned.

  Outside, Ma Ji brought up a plate, and placed two bowls in it, one for the old lady Ji's meal, and the other for Meng Fu's ginseng soup.

  "Miss Meng, you should replenish qi and blood first." Ji Ma handed the ginseng soup to Meng Fu in a more respectful tone than before.

  Meng Fu: "...thank you."

  Old lady Ji hasn’t felt hungry for a long time, her body is extremely thin, and she felt the taste of food for the first time. She took a bite before turning to Meng Fu, “Xiao Meng, are you here to record a show this time?”

  Meng Fu kept bowing his head to eat, and when he heard the words, he raised his head and gave an "um".

  Old lady Ji took another bite, looking at Meng Fu with hope, "Is there a place to live?"

   "I have already booked the hotel, and I will come tomorrow to deliver the medicine to you." Meng Fu was quite concise.

Old Mrs. Ji regrets again. She finished the porridge. She is very sorry: "Well, let Xiaotong take you to the hotel later. Let us leave a WeChat account. If you are in the capital, if you encounter something, you can directly find it. I."

  She asked Ji Ma to take her mobile phone and exchanged WeChat with Meng Fu.

  Send Meng Fu out in person.

  Wait, I can’t see Yi Tong’s car.

  The old lady Ji was wearing reading glasses, looked at Meng Fu’s WeChat, and found a young servant to come over, “How do you push this WeChat? You send me this to Ji Ziyang.”

   Waiting for the servant to push this WeChat to Ji Ziyang, the old lady also sent a voice message in the past——

  【Ji Ziyang, this is Xiaomeng’s WeChat, you add one. 】

   "Old lady, it seems that you like Miss Meng very much." Ji Ma looked at it, smiling rarely.

"I feel very comfortable seeing Xiao Meng. I still feel uncomfortable when she is leaving," the old lady Ji smiled when she heard the words. "Much better than the Ren Ying that Ji Ziyang fancyed. That Ren Ying thought too much. weight."

  Ren Ying is the younger sister of Ji Ziyang, who is the same age as Meng Fu. Although she is an offshoot of the Ren family, the head of the Ren family is nearly fifty years old and has been unmarried.

  This collateral righteous daughter is so doted, she rises to the sky in one step.

  Although it was not Ren Ying who was accepted as a righteous daughter, Ren Ying's identity also increased with the tide.

  Ren Ying and Ji Ziyang visited Old Lady Ji. Old Lady Ji met her a few times. A family like Ren's is very complicated. In addition, Ren Ying is very thoughtful, and the old lady doesn't like her very much.

  Probably because Yi Tong is also an actor, for Meng Fu, who has a simple family background, is very well-behaved, has clear eyes, and does not have so many twists and turns in her words. Old lady Ji likes it very much.

  Yi Tong and Xu's introduction also commented on Meng Fu very well.

   Yi Tong left it alone, so that Director Xu could say a good sentence, and the old lady is even rarer.

"Why don't you introduce Master Biao? I think Master Ciao has a good relationship with Ms. Meng. I just came to the capital to treat you after escaping." Ji Ma smiled and shook her head. "From my point of view, Master Biao is more stable than Master. A lot."

  "Where can this be? He is 31, how old is Xiaomeng?" Old lady Ji waved her hand, but she refused without thinking, "He is too old for the big round."

  The old lady also worried about Yi Tong’s marriage earlier, but now that I think about it, let’s forget it.

  He is not worthy.

  Mama Ji: "..."

  Fortunately, Master Watch is not there.

  True, a little bit heartbroken.

  On the side of the mobile phone, Ji Ziyang and Ji's father were sitting in the back seat, and it was rare to see Mrs. Ji sending him a WeChat message.

  Ji Ziyang directly click on the voice.

  The voice is not very loud, but Ji's father sitting next to him also heard it. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and seriously asked: "What does your grandma want to do? You are still young, so you are not in a hurry."

  "But speaking of..." At this point, Ji's father also paused, "Do you think this Miss Meng looks a little familiar?"

  Father Ji didn’t say that Ji Ziyang didn’t think of it. He also had some impressions, "There is indeed a little..."

  Where have I seen it, Ji Ziyang can't remember.

  **

at the same time.

  The hotel on the edge of the Beijing Painting Association.

  Yu Yong, Yu Zhenling and Jiang Xinran got out of the taxi, and they saw the magnificent hotel.

  "This is the Chau Hotel and the largest hotel in Asia," Yu Yong introduced the hotel to the two of them. "We will stay here for one night, and we will go to the Art Association to see the list tomorrow."

  Jiang Xinran’s paintings were handed over to the Art Association the day before yesterday, and the results will come out tomorrow in the rematch.

  The result will be directly on the list of the Beijing Art Association.

  Yu Yong had broken the boat for Jiang Xinran, and pinned all his hopes on Jiang Xinran. In order to see the results earlier, he directly took Jiang Xinran into the Duzhou Hotel.

  A total of 78 floors, Jiang Xinran and others booked a suite on the 28th floor of the hotel.

  Jiang Xinran stood by the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, looking down at the magnificent and mysterious headquarters of the Painting Association opposite the Duzhou Hotel, and took a deep breath. Seeing this, she no longer paid attention to the things in T City.

What about   T City and M City?

  Even the Chu Family of T City, they have been calculating in order to climb to the capital.

  Beijing is the highest circle. It is not only the painting association circle, but also the abandonment of any other circle. Even in the entertainment circle, the artists in the Beijing circle are higher than other circles, as can be seen from the famous Yi Tong.

   "Isn't Er Yu contacting you?" Yu Yong took his cell phone and came out from the door on the other side.

Hearing this, Jiang Xinran raised his head and smiled, "He is still at Luo's house. He has just finished studying and has already driven over. He will come and take us out for dinner."

  The next day, the painting association released the list.

  The Art Association holds a youth competition every year. There are a total of two rounds, a preliminary and a semi-final. Twenty people are selected in the preliminary. Those who make the top ten in the semi-final can enter the Beijing Art Association to study, and the top five may be favored by the teachers of the Art Association.

  The list was announced on the display at the entrance of the Painting Association at 8 o'clock in the morning.

  Yu Yong and Jiang Xinran arrived at the gate of the Art Association at 7:30. From a distance, you can see two rows of men in black guarding the gate of the Art Association.

  And there is a group of people on the side of the list.

  Most of these are waiting for results like Jiang Xinran and others.

Everyone knows that being selected into the top ten is equivalent to reaching the sky in one step. At the beginning, Yu Yongcai won 18th place, which is a lot worse. Finally, he was admitted to the Beijing Association from the university. After being an apprentice for two years, he was released. Became the vice president of T Cheng Art Association.

  They watched Jiang Xinran put on the list, Tong Eryu also came over, behind him was a man in black, "This is my grandfather's guard, come out with me this time."

  Tong Eryu introduced to Yu Yong.

  Yu Yong also stayed in the capital for a few years. He was a little shocked when he heard the words. He didn’t expect that Grandpa Tong Eryu had a guard at his house. He took a deep breath and said hello: "Hello."

  The guard glanced at Yu Yong and nodded slightly, not surprised by Yong's attitude.

  "Can you make the top ten this time?" Tong Eryu asked Jiang Xinran.

   "The top ten is ok, but the top five is a bit difficult." Jiang Xinran kept looking at the direction of the list with a nervous expression and did not pay attention to other things.

  Hearing Jiang Xinran's words, the guard next to Tong Eryu glanced at Jiang Xinran, very surprised.

  Eight o'clock.

  On the electronic display at the door of the Painting Association, the ranking list was finally refreshed, and everyone moved towards that side.

  Yu Yong squeezed to the front, looking up from the 20th place.

  No20: Fang Kaiyuan

  No19: Xiao Yiwei

  ……

  No11: Pu Qian

  Seeing that there is no Jiang Xinran from 11 to 20, Yu Yong heaved a sigh of relief and looked up again.

  No5: Jiang Xinran

  Yu Yong's two eyes shot out two bright lights, and he looked over to Jiang Xinran, a little excited: "Fifth! Xinran, you are fifth! You can enter the Art Association, Sharan!"

  After finishing speaking, he quickly took out his cell phone and called Father Yu, and called the T City Painting Association to tell them the good news.

  As soon as this sentence came out, most of them looked at Jiang Xinran with envy and amazement.

  Fifth in the youth competition, stuck in fifth place, not only can enter the painting association, but also very likely to be favored by teachers of the painting association.

By Tong Eryu's side, the guard was also taken aback. He took out his mobile phone to report the news to Luo's family. After recovering, the guard looked at Jiang Xinran and his gaze changed a little. "Miss Jiang, our master invites three of you to come to Luo's house. Be a guest."

  Luo's family, Tong Eryu's grandfather's house.

   also has some status in the capital.

  When he came to Beijing for the first time, Jiang Xinran didn't even see the shadow of Luo's family, but today he was invited to Luo's house in public.

  Not far away, Yu Zhenling clutched her heart. In the past two days, because of Jiang Xinchen and Meng Fu's affairs, she had been panicking in her heart, wondering if she had missed something. Until now, she slowly let out a sigh of relief.

   "It is worthy of our family." Yu Yong stretched out his hand and patted Jiang Xinran on the shoulder, with undisguised pride on his face.

   Knowing that Jiang Xinran is fifth, they can safely look at the top rankings.

  Everyone subconsciously goes to see the first place——

  I want to make money every day.

   Seeing this name, Tong Eryu was surprised: "It's not your real name?"

  This is rare.

"It's also possible that he is an expert from outside the world," Yu Yong looked at the number one in awe. "This number one will definitely be received by the teacher of the Painting Association. It is very likely that he will still be an A-level teacher. Know who it is."

  No matter who it is, it is an area they cannot reach.

  "A-level teacher?" Jiang Xinran was taken aback.

"The teacher is second only to the three leaders, but the A-level teacher basically does not accept students, unless the first place every year will interest them, I don't know what the first painting is like this time." Yongzheng Se, explained with Jiang Xinran.

  After listening, Jiang Xinran looked at the first place, his eyes surged, and his eyes were full of ambition.

  **

  Meng Fu is here.

  She woke up early in the morning and didn't go anywhere. Instead, she took a taxi to the medicinal material base in Beijing. The medicinal material base here is not as big as Shonan, but she can find all the medicines she was looking for.

  At four o’clock in the afternoon, Zhao Fan called her, “We’re here, where are you? I’ll ask you to go to the hotel.”

  The show is going to be recorded tomorrow, and Zhao Fan and Su Di also rushed over today.

Seeing that they were coming to pick her up, Meng Fu sent the address to Zhao Fan.

  Zhao Fan's side, she and Su Di just arrived, and the capital is no better than T City. There is no nanny car here. Su Di and Zhao Fan take a taxi to the hotel, and ask Su Tianshun to pick up Meng Fu there.

  Half an hour, Zhao Fan and Su Di also arrived at the hotel.

  The hotel is not the central Duzhou hotel. It is a bit off. Zhao Fan followed Su Di and entered, and he saw Su Cheng downstairs, with Wei Jingke beside him.

   "Shao Wei, you haven't left yet?" Seeing Wei Jingke, Su Di was a little surprised.

Didn't Wei Jingke go to the Federation to take charge of the racing car?

   "I'll go back to the capital and wait for Sister Xian to go with her." Wei Jingke looked at Su Di and Zhao Fan, but did not see Meng Fu. "What about Miss Meng? Didn't she say she was here to record the show?"

   "She arrived a day earlier than us," Su Di explained to Su Cheng, "I told Su Tian, ​​he happened to be working over there, and I will bring Miss Meng over later."

After hearing this, Su Cheng nodded, so he didn't say much.

  Sit down and continue working on the computer.

Su Di and Wei Jingke both sat opposite him and waited. Zhao Fan put the box aside, sat beside Su Cheng, and told him about Meng Fulu's show. "There are two people in this show, she definitely doesn't like... …"

  After an hour and a half, Su Di did not wait for anyone, so he went outside to wait. As soon as he got outside, a familiar car stopped.

  Su Di reached out and pulled the back seat door.

  The back seat is empty.

  Su Di had a pause. He looked at the man who got out of the driver's seat and took a deep breath, "Big brother, where's Miss Meng?"

   Hearing the words, the man was also taken aback: "Just now Miss Feng asked about my wife's condition on the road, I went to send her the case, Miss Meng hasn't come yet?"

  　**

  　　 may be gone this morning...

  (End of this chapter)