Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

  Chapter 222 222 Jiang Xinran ran into Meng Fu at the exhibition! Shocked!

   "Go ahead." Meng Fu raised his hand to him.

  President Yan gave the process to Meng Fu before. Meng Fu knew that he would only need to follow Teacher Albert to rate the other students and give Albert a reference.

   But Meng Fu also has her own thoughts, and she will follow Albert later.

  The phone in my pocket rang.

  Meng Fu took it out and took a look. It was Tang Ze.

  While looking for the bathroom, she put on the headphones and answered: "Hello, Teacher Tang?"

  On the other side of the phone, it was Tang Ze who hadn't contacted Meng Fu for a long time.

   "Just now the agent told me, would you let me go back to T City?" Compared to before, Tang Ze's voice is now softer than before, and he can't hear it hoarse.

   "Well, I want to ask you to help sing a theme song," Meng Fu said casually as he walked out.

  Director Xu’s audition location is not too far away from T City.

  "Theme song?" Tang Ze nodded, but naturally did not refuse, "It just so happens that I wanted to invite you to dinner."

   "Besides, I will send you the specific address later, tomorrow." Meng Fu said a few words to Tang Ze and hung up the phone.

  On the other side of the mobile phone, Tang Ze was in a lounge. After hanging up the phone, somebody pushed in outside the door without saying anything to the agent.

  It was a middle-aged man who came in. He looked at Tang Ze and handed a manuscript to Tang Ze very sorry, "Sorry, our director Chen said that your song is not suitable for our TV series."

  Hearing what the middle-aged man said, Tang Ze’s agent looked up and took a look at the middle-aged man.

The TV series   the middle-aged man said is the latest big IP "Deep Palace Biography", because the theme song has not yet been determined, Tang Ze's agent found this line.

  Not to mention other things, in the entire entertainment industry, Tang Ze’s agent thinks that Tang Ze’s creative ability ranks second, and no one dares to rank first in the same era.

  Tang Ze’s song was written after reading the general plot of the novel in "Deep Palace Biography".

  They said it was not suitable for TV series, but Tang Ze’s agent knew exactly what the situation was.

  Tang Ze has been following the instructions written in the box by Meng Fu for the past two months.

  After two months, the agent was surprised that Tang Ze's voice had improved a lot, so he found an announcement for him.

   However, Tang Ze’s agent is not surprised by such things in the circle.

   "Cooperate again if you have a chance." Tang Ze was not unhappy. He got up and shook hands with the middle-aged man, still gentle and polite.

  Thinking that I can invite Meng Fu to dinner tomorrow, and can help Meng Fu sing a theme song, Tang Ze is even happy.

  In the past two months, his voice has almost returned to its peak. He also signed Shengshi. Manager Sheng took great care of him and helped him arrange a top-of-the-line recording studio.

  However, Tang Ze didn't do anything in these two months, so he naturally felt guilty in his heart.

  Now Meng Fu said to ask him for help, and Tang Ze couldn’t wait to help sing the theme song now.

  For the theme song of "Deep Palace Biography", although it is a big hit, it is less important than Meng Fu's help.

  He left with his agent. Behind him, the middle-aged man looked at Tang Ze's back and sighed slightly.

   Then he went back to the next door and looked at Director Chen, who was monitoring the progress of the TV series. "Director Chen, that song is much better than the one sent by Teacher Xi last night. Why don't you use Tang Ze's?"

"Tang Ze’s is better," Director Chen raised his head, glanced at the middle-aged man, and shook his head, "But we are IP dramas, we want more than good ones, you say [Xi Nancheng] and [Tang Ze] these two Hot search, which one will explode?"

  After listening to Director Chen's words, the middle-aged man still wrinkled his eyebrows.

  "What about the addition of the word [Director Xu]?" Director Chen didn't rush, and then dropped another sentence.

  The middle-aged man looked up, shocked: "Director Xu?"

   "Yes, I heard from Nancheng's manager, he should be going to sing the theme song of Director Xu's movie," Director Chen smiled, "We can take advantage of this opportunity to get a hot search from Director Xu."

   "No wonder." Listening to Director Chen's words, the middle-aged man's brows loosened.

  Finally understand why Director Chen would choose Xi Nancheng.

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  At the same time, the Beijing Art Association Youth Competition Exhibition Hall.

  When Jiang Xinran arrived, basically everyone had arrived. There were two staff members at the door. After aligning Jiang Xinran's identity, they handed her a medal, "This is a student medal from the Beijing Painting Association."

  Jiang Xinran took it, and looked closely. The black letters on a red background have a "D" written on it.

  I still remember the glances Yu Yong cast when she got the D-level student card a few days ago, and the attitudes of the Tong family and Luo family toward her.

  The students of the Beijing Art Association proved that countless people have spent their entire lives pursuing their goals.

  Jiang Xinran’s goal is very simple. One is not to be brushed down by the Beijing Art Association, and the other is to try to expand his network and find a teacher here.

  The A-level teacher of the Beijing Art Association is incomparable to the city lord of T.

  Jiang Xinran pinned the medal to his chest, then straightened his chest, and walked directly in with his own painting.

In the exhibition hall, there are already staff members waiting. He counted the number of people. When all the students arrived, he said: "Presumably everyone knows that there will be an A-level teacher and an S-level student coming over later. Now, please put your paintings on the booth. If any of your paintings are favored by teachers or S-level students, then you have the opportunity to be recommended to C-level teachers or B-level teachers."

   "Now everyone is looking for booths."

  He said a word, and the nine new students at the scene discussed with each other with red faces.

  Jiang Xinran has long been optimistic about the third booth on the left, it will not be too prominent and will not be forgotten, so she put her painting on it.

  There are only two girls among the nine new members coming this time, one is Jiang Xinran and the other is Ding Xuan, who is next door to Jiang Xinran.

   During the chat between the two, Jiang Xinran also learned that she was the third place this time, a native of Beijing.

  "Go to the bathroom?" Ding Xuan invited Jiang Xinran.

  Jiang Xinran will naturally not refuse.

  While the two of them were washing their hands in the sink, Ding Xuan said to Jiang Xinran: “The news I have heard is that the teacher here is Mr. Albert.” Ding Xuan said.

   There is an excitement that cannot be concealed in the tone.

  Jiang Xinran only knows the situation of the T City Art Association, but is not clear about the capital.

  Who Albert is, she doesn't know.

  In the last two days, the only thing she has ever seen is a B-level teacher, the kind who looked at it from a distance.

  Hearing this, she took two papers to wipe her hands, and asked calmly: "Mr. Albert?"

"The entire painting association is second only to the teachers of the three leaders. He has a special booth in the Federation. Our entry into the Beijing Painting Association is just a starting line to some extent." Ding Xuan lowered her voice, "it is possible to succeed the third. As a leader, people who want to be his disciple of the Art Association can queue up to the gate, but he has a bad temper..."

  Both of them were wearing D-class brands on their chests. They just turned a corner and saw the thin figure wearing headphones in front.

   Seeing the other party, Jiang Xinran paused. She closed her eyes and looked over again. She couldn't believe it: "Why are you here?"

  This is the interior of the Art Association.

  The other party is Meng Fu.

  Meng Fu was still on the phone, glanced at Jiang Xinran, but did not answer, continued to call.

  Beside Jiang Xinran, Ding Xuan followed her outside. She retracted her gaze and asked Jiang Xinran curiously: "Who is this? New member? Do you know her?"

"I'm not familiar with her," Jiang Xinran shook her head, leaving aside the relationship between her and Meng Fu. Now she doesn't need to rely on the Jiang family. "She has never learned painting since she was a child, and my teacher would not want her. 16 I dropped out of school to become a star at the age of, and it is possible that I came to record the show today.

  Old man Jiang had watched TV at Jiang’s house before, and Jiang Xinran knew that Meng Fu had been recorded at the T City Art Association.

"Let’s go in quickly, Teacher Albert must be here." Jiang Xinran doesn’t want to have any relationship with Meng Fu and Jiang’s family now, and leaves without looking at Meng Fu. Now she and Meng Fu are in two worlds. Up.

  The exhibition hall is different from before. Several other members gathered together, their faces flushed, and they looked at a middle-aged foreign man very excitedly.

  Ding Xuan was taken aback, then grabbed Jiang Xinran’s arm: "Teacher Albert, did you see it? That's Mr. Albert!"

  Even without Ding Xuan’s reminder, Jiang Xinran knew that today was an A-level teacher, let alone Ding Xuan’s reminder, she knew that this A-level teacher was the most powerful of all teachers.

  She took a deep breath and followed Ding Xuan to greet Teacher Albert.

   "Teacher Albert!" Ding Xuan and Jiang Xinran, who were in line, stepped forward, three steps away from Albert, after the others had finished saying hello. "This is our painting."

Jiang Xinran squeezed the sweat from his palms.

   "Hmm." Albert glanced at her, his eyes staying on her and her paintings for less than a second.

  The voice is faint and his expression is majestic.

  Jiang Xinran let go, her expression a little bit unsure of how to describe, she has always been the favorite of heaven, and has never been neglected so much.

   Before thinking about it, Albert suddenly raised his head and looked at the door.

  'S indifferent expression became clear to the naked eye, and then walked directly towards the gate, seeming to smile: "You are finally here, come here."

  The students here are in awe and awe of Albert.

  Hearing such a gentle sentence from Albert, they subconsciously raised their heads and looked towards the door.

   At the door, Meng Fu nodded towards Albert while wearing a medal to himself, his voice was not hurried, but polite: "Teacher Albert."

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