Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

  Chapter 91 091 Meng Fu’s Full Skill

  Manager Sheng is still in the company at this time, discussing the renewal of several artists with two senior executives.

  When he received this call, he was still holding a pen in his hand.

   Hearing the words, he was also taken aback for a moment, but did not react: "Sister Fan, what are you talking about?"

  The number of finals in the international competition?

  Zhao Fan has some qualifications in the circle, but he is still much worse than Manager Sheng, but Manager Sheng insists on calling her Sister Fan, and Zhao Fan is now used to it.

  She also stopped correcting the problem of Manager Sheng's name, but she was still in awe of Manager Sheng and repeated it again.

  The variety show manager who participated in Meng Fu also knows, especially when he also opened a separate section for "Best Idol" on his own app.

  Follow-up gave Zhao Fan a lot of opportunities.

  However, after signing Meng Fu, Manager Sheng was not at all about Meng Funeng's blast at first, nor did she expect her to mix things up in this variety show.

   But he did not expect that Zhao Fan suddenly gave him such an explosive news at this time.

  "Global Idol" is a Tiantuan idol program, organized by four countries, not only represents the strength of Tiantuan, but also the maturity of the country's entertainment media development.

  Since this variety show was promoted, it has been running with the country.

  Manager Sheng is in the entertainment industry, and naturally knows what it means for Meng Fu to enter the international stage finals. While striving for a sigh of relief on the stage, he also allowed the domestic women’s team to go international.

"You arrange the public relations department," Manager Sheng has a clear mind. This is the time when he is the most fanatic. He arranges assistants, "Let them work overtime overnight, post various drafts, copywriting and videos, and edit them well. It's best. You can get the videos taken by reporters or fans."

  He ordered one by one to go down.

  "Manager Sheng, I don’t think it would be necessary to call everyone to work overtime so late..." The assistant next to him responded, just about to turn around, and suddenly said silently when he saw a hop on the phone.

  Manager Sheng turned around, "Huh?"

"Ms. Meng not only made it to the final, she was also second. You may not know what this second place means, but—" the assistant put his chin away and silently showed the content on the phone to Manager Sheng, reminding him: "Now Tiandu browser and Weibo hot search are the first for this news, especially a short video of a reporter from the Pigeon News, which has already been commented by 580,000."

Having said that, the assistant paused, and then concluded, “I don’t want to rush to post a large-scale soft draft now. It’s too late. Moreover, the natural enthusiasm of Ms. Meng’s matter is already an effect that our public relations can’t reach... "

  Mr. Sheng: "..." What can't you do, take the first place.

  **

In   H country, Zhao Fan and the director and his group are being interviewed in the next paragraph.

  In less than an hour, the incident of Xia Guo's dark horse and Meng Fu has swept two countries, and the heat has surpassed that of Chunri Xiazi. The media finally discovered this fact.

  But unfortunately, no media interviewed Meng Fu, only the director and other domestic players.

  The Pigeon Newspaper is the largest entertainment newspaper in China. The female reporter has contacted Director Mu through the leader and wants to give Meng Fu a personal interview.

"The interviews of the respective newspapers are generally only for first- and second-tier artists. The opportunity is rare." Director Mu held water in his hand and discussed with Zhao Fan. "I didn't refuse for Meng Fu. She should be back later. , It should be fine to receive this interview."

  There is no need to talk about these, Zhao Fan can evaluate it himself.

  It is true that an interview with Pigeon is rare, but for Director Mu that Meng Fu will be back later, she doesn't know how to return.

"Director, I will do this interview when I return to China." Zhao Fan looked down and looked at his phone. One of them has disappeared. Meng Fu should be on the plane. "She should be on the plane. I will arrange some of her fans. ."

  Speaking, she bid farewell to director Mu Tang Ze and the others to find the fans of Meng Fu just now.

  Wait for her to leave, Director Mu smiled and said to Tang Ze: "It's just too stubborn. We will wait until Meng Fu comes back."

  The two people were also happy, and they really waited in place.

  Two hours later, Director Mu couldn't keep his smile anymore. He got off the commercial car and went to find Tang Ze.

  Three hours later, he still didn't see Meng Fu coming back, and Director Mu began to doubt himself.

  Four hours later, Zhao Fan and several fans of Meng Fu came back after eating the hot pot. Seeing that Director Mu and Tang Ze were still waiting, they were silent for a while.

  She didn't do anything, so she dialed Meng Fu's voice on the spot, and then turned on the external voice.

  It's late, and Meng Fu just said: "Say."

   Zhao Fan, "Where are you?"

  Meng Fu buttoned his hood and lowered his head. He couldn't see most of his face. He walked along the flow of people, "T City Airport."

   Zhao Fan is not surprised, she exhorted, “Be careful, take a two-day rest, don’t rush to practice singing, call me if you have any problems.”

  Hung up the phone, Zhao Fan didn't speak, but just glanced at Director Mu and Tang Ze, and sighed.

  Director Mu turned to Tang Ze silently: "Did you check the ticket?"

  Tang Ze: "...I really checked."

  Director Mu: "Oh, the eyes are bad if you are young."

  **

  T City.

  Meng Fu brought only a canvas bag when he came back, and he took a taxi back to No.1 Middle School when he got out of the airport.

   2:30 in the morning.

  She opened the door of the study, and there was a small silver hydraulic machine on the desk. Just as she walked in, the machine seemed to recognize her. A small door on the side opened automatically, revealing a dozen transparent glass pipes inside.

  Two small manipulators appeared on both sides of the door at the same time.

  The whole machine is not beautiful, even very rough.

  The pipe on the outlet side leads directly to a very ordinary glass bottle with a few drops of light blue liquid in it.

  The manipulator took out the glass bottle and handed it to Meng Fu. Meng Fu glanced at it, and then took it. Another manipulator put a glass bottle in again.

  After taking the things, she did not rest, and took a taxi again to find Su Cheng.

  At three o'clock in the morning, arrived at the destination.

  Su Cheng The light in the villa is still on, and the door is a code lock. Su Cheng has given Meng Fu the code in the text message, and she directly pressed the code to enter.

  Sudi’s room is on the first floor.

  The door is open, there is no one downstairs, the room is simple, but there are a few more sophisticated instruments beside his bed.

  Meng Fu has never seen or studied these instruments. He only stretched out **** on Su Di’s wrist and closed his eyes slightly.

  Two minutes later, she couldn't help but press her eyebrows.

She knew that Dr. Luo was also a very advanced Chinese medicine doctor. Last time she heard him talk about the situation in Su Di's body, she thought it was okay. The wind doctor in their mouth should be able to control it. Why didn't he come back for two days, Su Di became more serious ?

  Meng Fu took out a few drops of light blue liquid from his pocket, poured one drop on the edge of Su Di’s nose, and put the remaining drops on the head of Su Di’s bed.

  There was a rush of footsteps outside.

   "What did you just eat for Su Di?" A groan came.

  Meng Fu tilted his head and glanced at Wei Jingke.

  Her two slender fingers were still resting on Su Di’s pulse, she didn’t panic at all, and she didn’t raise her head: "I learned a little medicine from my master, and help Su Di take a look."

Wei Jingke hadn’t rested much for two days, his head was buzzing, and his eyes were black and blue. He only looked at the transparent glass bottle that Meng Fu put on the head of Su Di’s bed without saying anything. He strode over and picked it up. The transparent glass bottle was thrown into the trash can, his eyes were cracking, and he said, "Go out, Su Di will only be treated by Fengshen doctors now!"

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  　　 It’s almost Children’s Day, I wish you all a Happy Children’s Day in advance

  (End of this chapter)