Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

  Chapter 19 019 I am here, don’t be afraid

  There are indeed B-level and A-level booths in the exhibition.

  These stewards Jiang also know because of Jiang Xinran, but these A-level and B-level booths are prepared for people who have a certain reputation and qualifications in the industry.

  C-level booths like Jiang Xinran, who can enter the provincial level in less than twenty, are already rare geniuses.

  Can I go to the B-level and A-level booths if I want to?

  Is this Chinese cabbage?

   "Ms. Meng, you may not know it. This is different from the entertainment industry. Anyone can enter the entertainment industry. But in the art world, this level of booth is not what you want." Jiang steward smiled.

  Meng Fu also ignored him, just remembered something and looked at Jiang Quan.

  Jiang Quan was thinking about whether there are any painting teachers in the circle, and noticed her eyes: "What's wrong?"

  Meng Fu touched his chin with a finger, "Just... You really did a DNA test two years ago?"

"You are talking nonsense and thinking about it." When Jiang Quan heard Meng Fu's words, he felt that she suspected that she was not her own because of Yu Zhenling's words. He was a little angry: "Your mother took it to the hospital to do the appraisal. I've shown you the report, can it be fake?"

   "Don't be angry," Meng Fu reached out and patted Jiang Quan's shoulder. She licked her lips and smiled, "I just asked casually."

  Jiangquan looked at the furnishings in the room through her. From his point of view, it was very simple.

  Meng Fu arrived home safely before Jiang Quan went downstairs.

When    turned around, she subconsciously glanced at the opposite door of Meng Fu. There was an iron door on the opposite side. The door was clean and there was nothing posted on it.

  The environment in this community is indeed not good, the security guards are lazy, there is almost no access control, and Meng Fu lives alone.

  Jiangquan is a little worried about the security of the community.

  When he returned to Jiang’s house, he was still thinking about this question.

  Yu Zhenling asked another question while applying the mask.

   "I'm worried about Fu'er's accommodation. Her community is still the house she rented two years ago. The old community is now and the security is not very good. I don't worry about her." Jiang Quan said.

   "You don't live in a good home, you live outside, and she doesn't go to school, what kind of campus you live in, you worry about it." Yu Zhenling patted the mask on her face.

   "I want her to move to Xin Ran." Jiang Quan pondered.

  Speaking of Jiang Xinran, she often lives outside. She has achieved great success in the high school entrance examination. Yu Zhenling is pleased that she did so well in the entrance examination.

  Jiang Xinran would be there when he made up evening classes and had a break at noon. In order for Jiang Xinran to study at ease, Yu Zhenling had made a lot of money.

"Don't be foolish, Xin Ran often paints there. It's still an important period in high school, and I don't dare to disturb Xin Ran." Yu Zhenling frowned, what else to say, thinking about Jiang Quan, she drooped again Eyebrows, sighed, showing weakness: "If you want her to go, let her go. It's just a little bit, it can't make the silly work and study noisy."

  **

  The next day.

  Six o'clock in the morning.

  The big man in black stood outside Meng Fumen.

  There are a bunch of flyers and advertisements posted on Meng Fu's door, and the people watching them are dazzled.

  He knocked on the door three times without squinting, no one answered.

  The big man took his hand and looked back at Su Cheng: "This Miss Meng shouldn’t get up yet, you go back first, I’ll wait here..."

  Before he finished speaking, he saw Su Cheng, who had originally wrapped his arms around his chest and leaned on the handrails of the stairs, looked downstairs.

  The big man was taken aback, and then he looked over and saw nothing. About a few seconds later, he finally saw a head with a black baseball cap.

  No need to look at his face, this lazy and somewhat glamorous trait is Meng Fu right.

  Meng Fu took off his peaked cap and the Bluetooth headset on the other side. He looked up: "Sorry, I met a troublesome uncle downstairs."

Su Cheng is still leaning on the stairs. Today, he is wearing a shirt without a tie, but the buttons are neatly buttoned to the last one. It is cold and expensive, and the look in his casual look is a bit warm, still the same as when he first saw it. Appearance: "It's okay."

  Meng Fu smiled, said nothing, opened the door and went in to get what he needed.

  The big man in black waited for her to enter, before looking at Su Cheng, his voice was very small: "Brother Cheng, you just heard the sound of Miss Meng going upstairs?"

  The big man in black fell into deep self-doubt. Just now Meng Fu came upstairs, he was really...

  No sound was heard.

  It shouldn’t be.

  Su Cheng glanced at him lightly, "I should be able to hear you in the blessing."

  The big man in black: "..."

  I feel offended.

  **

  "His name is Su Di," Su Cheng waited for Meng Fu to take her things before sending her to the company, and introduced him to the big man in black. "I may have something to do recently. I'm not here. Call him if you are in a hurry."

  Hearing Su Cheng's words, the black man looked at the rearview mirror in shock.

   soon arrived at the training camp of Meng Fu's "Best Idol".

  Su Cheng took a black mask from his pocket, put it on himself, and went in with Meng Fu.

  There are many shots in the program group, and Su Cheng wears a mask wherever there are shots.

  However, he has such a look and temperament, let alone in this show group, he is also rare in the entertainment industry, he is unique, and it is troublesome not to wear a mask.

   "Brother Cheng, you are here." Zhao Fan kept holding his mobile phone and waited for the two at the door. After finally seeing the two coming, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Hurry in, Teacher Xi will be here early!"

   "I know Sister Zhao." Meng Fu raised his hand.

  When entering the lens zone, Su Cheng stopped.

  Meng Fu waved his hand to the back to bid farewell to Su Cheng. Before he left, a faint voice came from behind, without any rush: "Meng Fu."

  His voice is also soft, like the wind blowing across the lake, soft as the warm winter sun, even if it is not voice-activated, he will feel good.

  Meng Fu put his hand in his pocket and turned his head, raising his eyebrows: "Huh?"

  Su Cheng smiled slightly: "If you don't want to participate in the draft anymore, you can leave at any time."

  Meng Fu smiled and didn't reply.

  Looking at the two of them, Zhao Fan said, "..."

  Does she look like a background board?

   "How many contracts did you sign for me?" Meng Fu walked forward, as if asking Zhao Fan casually.

  She knows that she must have also signed the contract.

"In order to let you in, I invested a few million in the program group. Our company has a blood loss, and there is also a program group. Now it seems to have signed a right bet. I hope that someone will go international this year." Soundtrack.

   "There will be." Meng Fu changed his coat.

  "What do you say?" Zhao Fan looked at Meng Fu.

  Meng Fu buttoned the buttons patiently: "I'm here, don't be afraid."

   Zhao Fan: "...you?"

Although Zhao Fan thinks his own artists are good at everything, now looking at the online voting, there is not a slight gap with Ye Shuning's popularity. There is still a gap. Ye Shuning's basic skills are too strong. In the end, the show is more comprehensive. Quality, listening to Meng Fu's words, she almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood.

  Meng Fu slowly straightened the Mai on the collar. Under the sunlight outside the window, her expression was lazy and casual: "Just me."

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  　　 Monday is spicy, please recommend a duck, see you tomorrow~~

  (End of this chapter)