Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

  Chapter 203 The closed disciple of 203 Painting Association! Provoked the great god!

  Su Tian has always been very stable.

   is always being placed next to Ma Cen by Su Cheng, acting alone.

   Even if Su Di was injured before, he was taken by Su Cheng. Only Su Tian has been almost in a state of being stocked.

After all,    also grew up with Su Di. Basically everyone in the group can understand.

  So Su Di directly asked Su Tian, ​​who was passing by, to bring Meng Fu over. It was a good impression in front of Su Cheng, and Su Di realized that using Meng Fu to get good impressions was more effective than anything else.

  But--

  Su Di really did not expect that Su Tian had a bug at this time. He pursed his lower lip without explaining, his eyes were cold, he only reached out his hand and said concisely: "Give me the key."

  Although Su Di doesn’t like to talk on weekdays, his voice has never been so cold.

  Su Tian handed over the key, frowned slightly, and didn’t quite understand: “No, I’ve told her to let her come by herself, why hasn’t she arrived yet?”

  Ma Cen suddenly fell ill, and the Su family panicked.

  Finally, the doctor of Fengshen left the customs. After thinking about it again, the Su family passed the post to the doctor of Fengshen. Su Tian happened to meet the other person while driving past the Chinese medicine base and drove the person back.

  But he was also very thorough in his work. While receiving the wind doctor, he also notified Miss Meng to let her come by herself.

  Su Tian didn’t think there was anything wrong with doing this.

  Meng Fu anyway, she is an artist in Su Tian's eyes. No matter how important she is, she cannot be more important than Miss Feng.

  Whoever puts this matter on, knows who is lighter and who is heavier.

  Originally, Su Tian thought he had come, Meng Fu should have arrived early, who knows that the other party is still unseen...

  Su Tian was still thinking, Su Di had already drove his car away, and said nothing else.

  Su Tian stood there and watched the car disappear before he wrinkled his eyebrows and entered the hotel slightly.

  He opened the pearl curtain and went in, and saw the three Su Cheng sitting on the table in the corner.

  Su Cheng was still talking to Zhao Fan about the variety show. Wei Jingke was playing with his mobile phone and drinking tea. When he saw Su Tian, ​​he was also taken aback, "Where is Ms. Meng?"

  He looked behind Su Tian.

  No one is seen.

   Su Cheng, who was holding the program planner in his hand, also looked up at Su Tian, ​​his eyes still refreshing.

  When facing Su Di, Su Tian took it for granted, but when he met Su Cheng, Su Tian was inexplicably flustered. He straightened his expression and handed Su Cheng the latest news about the TCM base on his hand, and then explained it again.

  After explaining, the three people at the scene did not speak.

  Not even Wei Jingke spoke.

  About two minutes later, Su Chengcai lowered his head again, his tone was still warm and cold, and he couldn't hear the joy or anger: "I know, you go back."

  Su Cheng’s temper is something no one can figure out.

  Su Tian hesitated to go out.

Behind   , Wei Jingke followed, frowning, "Why did you throw her in place?"

  Why do both of them do this?

  First, Su Di, then Wei Jingke.

  Su Tian didn’t understand. No matter what, the other party was just a star actor, and asked the doubt that he hadn’t heard just now: “Master Wei, she won’t leave by herself?”

  This shelf is really big, someone must pick it up?

"If you don't go at the beginning, you won't go, and send a message halfway to let people go. What's the matter?" Wei Jingke looked at Su Tian, ​​and didn't know what to say at this time. Was awakened, "If you are asked to go to Miss Jiefeng, if something like this happens halfway, how would you choose?"

   "How can this be compared?" Su Tian frowned.

   What is the comparability between these two people?

  **

  Here.

  The medicinal material city in the capital, Su Tian did not come, and Meng Fu stayed here for a while.

  The medicinal materials in the capital are generally more expensive than in Shonan, so Meng Fu mercilessly bought a little.

  But one advantage here is that there is a street stall on the first street, and Meng Fu squatted in front of a street stall: "Boss, how much is this pile of medicinal materials?"

  The street stall is a middle-aged man. He opened his eyes, and when he saw Meng Fu, his eyes lit up.

  Of course, he didn't know Meng Fu, but Meng Fu looked young, and he looked like a rich man, so good.

  "One price, two thousand." The boss is there.

  Meng Fu raised his eyebrows, and seriously discussed with the boss: "Lysimachia, is it not so expensive? Five hundred."

  The boss did not expect that such a young girl would bargain: "One thousand and eight, no less."

   Before Meng Fu spoke, the phone in his pocket rang.

   is Chairman Yan.

  She picked it up, "Master, is there anything?"

   "Yes, your results in the semi-finals have come out." Although Yan Langfeng was calm on weekdays, when he said this sentence at this time, he was a little excited, "On the honor list outside the Art Association, you are number one!"

  The first gold content in this youth tournament is almost the rookie king this year.

  Even if He Xiyuan got this result, he was very excited.

  Meng Fu was second in the preliminary round and first in the counterattack in the rematch. This is something that Yan Langfeng did not expect. As soon as he got the result, he couldn't wait to share the news with Meng Fu.

  He waited for Meng Fu’s excited voice, but he didn’t expect that Meng Fu was talking, only one sentence--

   "Boss, 700, I really have no money."

  Yan Langfeng: "...Tui'er, you are number one in the rematch. Do you know what this means?"

   "I know, number one. Master, I'll hang up if it's okay." Meng Fu said a few words to Yan Langfeng, and then hung up.

  On the other side of the phone, Yan Langfeng: "..."

  The assistant next to him also heard Meng Fu’s voice, think about the group of newcomers who were extremely happy outside the top ten, and then look at Meng Fu’s reaction...

  Even the assistant thought it was so annoying.

  Here, Meng Fu finally won the herbal medicine for a price of one thousand two.

  Su Di has drove to the street of medicinal materials.

  He had already called Meng Fu on the way, and as soon as the car drove over, he saw Meng Fu holding the medicinal herb, and he looked down in thought.

  Thinking that Meng Fu was angry, Su Di quickly parked the car, got out of the car and opened the door for Meng Fu, and then apologized.

   "Apologize to me if you are okay?" Meng Fu got into the car and heard the meaning of Su Di's words.

  Su Di also sat in the driver's seat, and when he heard the words, he tilted his head, "Miss Meng, weren't you angry just now?"

"That's not, there's nothing to be angry about, I can go by myself," Meng Fu pulled off his mask, leaned back in his chair, and recalled the process of bargaining just now. "I just... think I just bargained and played. It’s not very good. If my mother was there, I would definitely be able to cut 1,000 yuan."

  Meng Fu sighed.

  She will definitely play better next time.

  Su Di: "……"

  **

When Meng Fu arrived at the hotel, Su Cheng and Zhao Fan had already watched the variety show to be recorded tomorrow.

""We Are Friends" is a variety show with no script," Su Cheng pushed the file to Meng Fu. "Actually, there is a little script. You will travel to the ancient street together, and one of them will be at a foreign street vendor. For painting, everyone should draw one within five minutes. If this painting is taken by a vendor, the money you get will be your next consumption of food, clothing, housing, and transportation. However, the program team just called and said that they would change this arrangement. Change the tourist location to the mountain city side."

   "It's like this," Zhao Fan pointed at the table and explained: "I know that you are here for Chu Yue this time, so I agreed to change this arrangement from the program group."

  She didn’t know the time when other people painted a picture, but she had seen Meng Fu painted a tree that Zhao Fan could not understand but felt very high in two minutes. Of course, Meng Fu claimed to be a stream of consciousness.

  Everyone arranged by the program group must draw. If they don’t draw, the netizens will be black again.

   But if it is painted...

  A closed disciple of Yan Langfeng, a member of the Beijing Art Association, she wants to paint real, so there will be nothing else in this issue.

  Meng Fu has recently won the limelight. Zhao Fan doesn't want the audience to think that she is "establishing people", nor will Chu Yue lose any sense of existence in this issue.

  So I directly agreed to the arrangement of the "We are Friends" program group.

   "I can do it." Meng Fu was still wondering if he had lost two hundred yuan just now. Hearing this, he waved to Zhao Fan, "You make arrangements."

   "Then I will reply to the program group." Zhao Fan called the director with his mobile phone.

   "What did you just do?" Su Cheng poured her a glass of orange juice and asked.

  Meng Fu took the cup and told Su Cheng about what had happened just now, “Brother Cheng, if I told him that, he would sell me for 1,000 yuan, and I’ll remember it next time.”

  While calling the "We Are Friends" program group Zhao Fan: "..."

  It is indeed you, Meng Fu.

   "You can pretend to leave." Su Cheng thought for a while.

  Meng Fu took a sip of his drink and nodded: "Yes, my mother was like this before."

"By the way, this show has Nancheng and Ye Shuning," Su Cheng closed the computer and explained to Meng Fu again, "because Ye Shuning and Chu Yue debuted on the same show, they were invited to this variety show. "

   "Understand, I don't cause trouble." Meng Fu raised his hand.

  She just wanted to prevent the director from canceling Chu Yue.

  **

at the same time.

  Ye Shuning’s side, her assistant also received a notice from the director, “Tomorrow will leave an hour earlier, why?”

  The director team explained that because the program was changed to the suburbs and no longer in the city center, it was necessary to start earlier.

  "Change to suburban area?" Assistant Ye Shuning was taken aback.

   did not ask any more. With Ye Shuning’s current coffee position, she can only follow the program group arrangements, not to mention that Ye Shuning’s popularity has mostly fallen recently. Some people say that she has fallen into trouble.

  But fortunately, the talent is maintained well enough that there is no collapse.

"Sister Shuning, then this time you copy the paintings for a week is useless, it's really a pity." The assistant hung up the phone and looked at Ye Shuning regretfully, "The location is changed to the suburbs, then this arrangement will be fine. No more, you would definitely be able to get fans this time."

  "Forget it." Ye Shuning also knew the fortune problem.

  The next day.

  "We Are Friends" variety show began to record.

  Ye Shuning’s personal settings have been maintained very well. They have always arrived early. The crew will meet at seven in the morning, and she arrives at the meeting place at six thirty.

   Ye Shuning’s assistant will come, and he has a good relationship with the crew.

"Xiao Fang, I heard that there will be a mysterious guest joining in this issue." Ye Shuning dragged his suitcase and sat down in her lounge first. Her assistant was talking to Ye Shuning's photographer. "Who is it?" what?"

  Everyone in this variety show has a photographer.

  The camera angle is not good or other, which greatly reduces the variety show effect.

  So at the beginning of the show, Ye Shuning’s team gave the photographer a lot of benefits.

  Because Ye Shuning usually takes too much care of them, the photographer did not hide from them, and lowered his voice: "It's Meng Fu."

  Ye Shuning was holding the mirror to touch up her makeup. Hearing the words, he took a pause.

   Hearing it was Meng Fu, Ye Shuning’s assistant was also stunned: "How did the program team invite her?"

"I don't know." Too many insider photographers don’t know, but he knows another point. After looking at no one else around, the photographer said again, "This time the old street is replaced by a mountain city on the outskirts, which is what they demanded. of."

   Hearing this sentence, Ye Shuning's hand shook, and the lipstick was drawn to the corner of his mouth.

   There was chill in his eyebrows.

  Not to mention her, Ye Shuning’s assistant was furious: "Why? The show team changed to a mountain town to please her? I know, because Meng Fu grew up in the mountains, the show team is to praise her!"

  Ye Shuning tightened the lipstick, then took out a napkin and wiped the corners of her mouth little by little.

  The whole lounge fell into silence.

  I saw this scene when Xi Nancheng came.

  He looked at Ye Shuning and couldn't help but smile, "What's the matter? It was so serious early in the morning."

  "Not yet..." Ye Shuning's assistant opened his mouth.

   Ye Shuning pursed her lips, closed the lid of the small mirror, "Shut up."

   Then turned to Xi Nancheng, and said faintly: "Mr. Xi, it's okay."

  It's just a little mockery of the eyebrows.

   said it was okay, but a discerning person saw that it was okay.

  Ye Shuning has always been arrogant and conceited. Xi Nancheng has never seen her look like this. He squinted his eyes and turned to Ye Shuning’s assistant: “Just say it, don’t worry about her.”

  "It was this time that the itinerary was suddenly changed from the ancient street to the mountain city, and the process of the ancient street was gone."

   "I know, the director told me that it was a time conflict. Your paintings are really good-looking, and there will be a chance next time." Xi Nancheng nodded, he knew about it.

"Where is the time conflict? It's just because the guest this time is Meng Fu. In order to suppress our Sister Shuning, she had to create a character for Meng Fu, so she went to the outskirts of the mountain city." Ye Shuning's assistant sneered, very angry. : "The director dare not tell you the truth!"

   "Meng Fu?" When Xi Nancheng heard Meng Fu's name, he was in a daze, and then he heard the following words.

  The smile on his face abated a little.

   "It's nothing, the entertainment industry is like this, whoever becomes popular must accommodate whoever," Ye Shuning put away the powder box, "I am used to it."

  Xi Nancheng pursed his lips, he glanced at Ye Shuning, and the other party closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to say much.

  Xi Nancheng turned around and went out, saying only faintly: "I'm going to find the director."

  **

   approaching the starting point, the director is in a meeting with other people at this time.

  Xi Nancheng came in and looked straight at the director, "You temporarily changed the variety show script this time for Meng Fu?"

   Seeing Xi Nancheng’s gaze, the director was taken aback. He really changed the script for Meng Fu in the first place.

  After all, Meng Fu is now a phenomenon-level traffic.

  And Zhao Fan also agreed.

  "This, Mr. Xi..." Xi Nancheng has a very deep background in the circle, and the director dare not offend him, he only spoke cautiously.

  "Ye Shuning practiced painting for a week for your previous script this time. You changed this script just to praise Meng Fu?"

   Xi Nancheng sneered.

  "I..." The director wiped the cold sweat from his head.

  He never expected that Xi Nancheng would come out at this time.

   "Teacher Xi, how about our next issue..."

   "On this issue," Xi Nancheng said firmly, "Since you were able to change the script yesterday, you can naturally change it today."

  Xi Nancheng can't afford to offend him, and the director Meng Fu can't afford to offend even more.

  The director is about to cry.

   "You call Meng Fu now," Xi Nancheng did not back down, and swept his eyes sharply: "Did the unspoken rules sneak on me?"

  His face was green.

  The director had no choice. He did decide to change it at the beginning. Under Xi Nancheng's gaze, he could only take out his mobile phone and call Zhao Fan.

  There, the phone rang and was connected.

  The director stammered a bit: "Sister Fan, our program is temporarily available and may be changed to the ancient street. Is there a problem with Sister Meng Fu?"

  On the other side of the phone, Zhao Fan sat in the back seat. Hearing the words, he sat upright, "Why do you suddenly want to change this time?"

  The show is going to be recorded today.

The director was miserable and could not tell. Xi Nancheng drew the phone in his hand and said coldly: "What? You also know that anger and grievance? Why do you want the program group to change the script, why do we want to do it. You want it. For Meng Fu to create a character, you can go to other variety shows. This episode will not be in the mountain city, but in the old street. You tell Meng Fu that it’s not too ugly to eat.

  　**

  　　 I am guilty, you guys wait, there are five thousand words left.

  (End of this chapter)