Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

  Chapter 83, 083, twelfth floor, the program official encounters Meng Fu

  This kind of variety show, the artists have microphones with voices on them.

  However, no one has shut down wheat until now, and Meng Fu was the first one to shut down wheat.

  Meng Fu shut down Mai, and the section list could not hear her voice. She traced a little while continuing to outline the outline, "President?"

   "I just saw you in the General Association." The chairman's voice has always been gentle.

  Meng Fu said "Oh", changing the shadow, "You have something to do with me?"

  "You need to confirm about the library. You happen to be here. Come to my office later, it will be fine later." The president smiled, his voice faint.

  Meng Fu glanced at the director team, "Then let me ask."

  【Who the **** is she calling? I'm so anxious! 】

  【+1】

  【Dare you open the voice! 】

  [I'm so scared, shouldn't she be her sponsor]

  【Here, he from yygq is here again. 】

  【……】

  Meng Fu pressed his phone, avoided the camera and found the director to ask him a question.

  The director is communicating with Sheng Jun’s agent.

  Originally, entertainers avoid the camera when they go to the bathroom or anything.

  Especially now that the director is concerned about Sheng Jun’s affairs, I hope she can agree to follow up with the show crew, and Meng Fu’s ten-minute vacation is irrelevant.

   "They agreed? But they can only shoot from a distance?" The director was communicating with the crew and was overjoyed when he heard that, "It's okay, it's okay, as long as you can agree to shoot."

  When the director finished speaking, he followed Mak to discuss with the planner, “First adjust the four shooters to follow Sheng Jun’s shots, remember not to follow too close, especially when going to the meeting room...”

  After talking to the planning team, he turned around and saw Meng Fu still beside him. He patted his forehead and remembered that Meng Fu was still asking him something, "Go ahead."

   answered Meng Fu, he went to discuss important matters with the shooting team.

   Although the director needs topicality, he dare not offend the show crew.

When Meng Fu returned to his seat, the studio was still very lively.

  She did not immediately go to the president, but drew on the spot for another five minutes.

  At this time, Li Qingning took the paintbrush and walked across to her, "Xiao Meng, God wants to help you, Sheng Jun, she is going to a meeting, you can catch up with her time!"

  Meng Fu raised his head, looking at Li Qingning with regret, "Teacher Li, I am afraid I will disappoint you."

  Li Qingning's heart suddenly burst.

Meng Fu looked at the barrage, put the pen on the table, and started asking for leave without changing his face. "My friends, I'll go for a convenient trip first, so I won't take the photographer. Can you take a ten-minute leave? "

  【Brother Fu, who did you call just now】

  【Anything is OK】

  【You look good, you have the final say! 】

  [Hahahaha everyone, look at Teacher Li’s face]

  【Ms. Li's heart: Can you let me go? ? ? 】

  There are also fewer sporadic barrage——

  【Going lazy again, can you be more serious if you paint the least? 】

  【Sheng Jun is about to finish drawing, you haven't started yet. 】

  【……】

   "Then we'll see you in ten minutes." Meng Fu waved his paw, greeted Li Qingning well, and turned to leave.

  After she left, Li Qingning smiled very professionally at the camera on her drawing board, "It's okay, I can resist, I'm going to find my good brother Cha Shao."

Barrage--

  【Are these two left-behind children? Haha! 】

  【Fuck everyone, go to the split screen of Sheng Jun, she is in the political building. 】

  **

  Here, Meng Fu passed through the crowd.

  I saw Zhao Fan and Su Cheng who had been with the group at a glance.

  Today Su Di is absent for the first time.

  Zhao Fan and Su Cheng are unique around them. Because of the effect of Su Cheng’s own refrigerator, there is no one within one meter.

  Zhao Fan has been watching the live broadcast, knowing that Meng Fu is off at this moment, and he smiled directly at her: "It worked well in the morning, and there was nothing wrong with it. Teacher Li is willing to take you."

  She’s right. Li Qingning is an extremely capable person in the circle and has a good reputation on the Internet.

  He has been cueing Meng Fu, and Meng Fu himself responded to the point. The combination of the two is indeed very popular.

  Su Cheng didn’t say much. He was wearing a black mask and only handed her the thermos cup in his hand.

  Meng Fu took it, took a sip, and the water temperature was just right.

  She didn't open the wheat, but the camera of the program group still had the camera facing her away from the back.

The barrage on    also went crazy at this time.

  【Fuck Sister Fan, I know, who is that man? ! 】

  【A back figure is handsome and makes people angry. Do you dare to give a close-up shot of the show crew? 】

  【Dog show! 】

   [To be honest, my head can’t wait to get into the screen, and the dog show is a person. 】

  【Which artist came to visit the class? 】

  【Is this Meng Fu's assistant? 】

  【Fucking assistants have looked like this these years? ! 】

  [Mom, I’m not worthy (smile)]

  【……】

  After drinking the water, Meng Fu took Zhao Fan’s cap and snapped it on his head, and went out.

  Zhao Fan looked at the direction she was leaving, and touched her chin, "Brother Cheng, isn't she the way to the bathroom?"

  **

  The place where Meng Fu just painted is in the student building, and the president’s office is in the administration building.

  Three minutes away from the student building.

  Meng Fu wore a peaked cap and walked all the way to the administration building. No one noticed her on the road. At most, looking at her back, he felt a little familiar.

  The administrative building has a total of twelve floors, and the president is on the top twelfth floor.

  Meng Fu entered the elevator. There were two boys in the elevator. They stood by the elevator button and looked at Meng Fu. With doubts and inquiries: "Which floor does the beauty go to?"

  Meng Fu politely replied: "Twelve."

  Her voice has always been special, with a long rhyme. The boy heard it and said excitedly: "Are you Meng Fu? I'm your fan, that song of thefire is so good..."

  Meng Fu took off his hat and looked at him, "Thank you."

  The other boy is not a fan of Meng Fu, but he has also heard of Meng Fu's name. At this time, seeing Meng Fu up close, he was very surprised and said very gently: "You can't press the twelfth floor. What are you doing on the twelfth floor?"

  Meng Fu's fans stopped by the button excitedly, remembering this question, and then explained to Meng Fu: "The twelfth floor is..."

  The buttons of ten, eleven and twelve are red.

  Because she did not press the floor and the elevator door closed and did not move, Meng Fu glanced at them, and then casually brushed the end of the wooden sign that the president had engraved on her last time on the edge of the button.

   "Di——" the red hour on the twelfth floor, Meng Fu pressed it, and the twelfth floor lit up with white light.

  There are chips in this brand.

  Meng Fu fans: "..."

  They were going to the ninth floor. After getting off the elevator, another boy looked at Meng Fu fans in surprise: "Is she also from the General Association? How did you go to the twelfth floor?"

  Meng Fu fans: "...Where do I know."

  The boy glanced at him, disgusted: "Aren't you a true fan of your goddess? You still list her every day! You are a fake fan!"

  Meng Fu fans: "..."

  He picked up the phone and started asking this question in Meng Fichao Dialect.

   "But there is one thing to say, she looks really good-looking, I always thought it was a filter problem, but I didn't expect her to look better..."

  **

On the twelfth floor, Meng Fu entered the chairman's office.

  The assistant already knew her well, bent over to her slightly, and opened the door for her.

  "Have your Chinese painting been rated?" The president looked at her.

  Meng Fu was also surprised, "There are still grades in Chinese painting?"

  Chairman: "..." The first time he saw people studying painting didn't know this.

  He changed the topic, “I have time to test a freehand drawing level, but your proficiency still needs to be practiced. The shape and intention are reached, and the pen is a little bit weaker.”

   "There is a chance." Meng Fu took the tea that was handed to her by someone around him and took a sip.

   "Your painting has just been put in the youth group on the fourth floor of the library," the president gave her a confirmation letter, "I need your confirmation."

  This is the main thing he brought her to.

  Meng Fu took it and took a look. The confirmation letter was not very long, mainly about the copyright of the painting. She glanced at it and signed her name.

  "The thing I gave you, you can go to any floor below the ninth floor of the library. You can go and see if you have time. There are many paintings and notes of the predecessors." The president retracted the confirmation letter and asked her.

  He knew that Meng Fu was going to make a show, so he didn't say much, and he let Meng Fu go downstairs after saying this.

at the same time.

  In the conference room on the ninth floor, several senior figures from the General Association gathered, and the rest were students.

  They have part-time jobs in various agencies, and the vice chairman who speaks now is from the Cultural Affairs Bureau.

  A group of photographers outside the door are shooting, and they dare not follow.

  But netizens who are good at watching live broadcasts with a magnifying glass have been picked up.

  【The one in front of the fog grass is not the vice game of the ***? 】

  【I only know that that is the vice president of the Painting Association, who gave a speech at T University. 】

【that is……】

  【Who is Sheng Jun’s teacher? 】

  【Sure enough, big guys gather...】

  【……】

  I only took a photo from a distance, without affecting the meeting.

  But the program effect is very good.

  Hot search is definitely a hot search, but Weibo dare not follow the rhythm of the art association. Without the hot search of "high-level art association", it put a hot search of "Mr. Shengjun".

  Even so, the number of online viewers has reached a peak.

   broke 10 million.

  This is simply the number of people, not just popularity.

  Shengjun did not have a seat, she just came out after taking the oath with other members.

  The time is very short, but everyone and the program team have seen it.

After the others left, Sheng Jun came out slowly, and while walking towards the elevator, he looked at the barrage and explained, "My teacher? My teacher is a student of our vice president. He told the vice president, vice president. Only agreed that the camera was at the door."

   “666” is brushed on the barrage.

  Said she walked to the elevator entrance, and the elevator was swiped on the barrage.

   "Well, did you ask if the elevator had a red button just now?" Sheng Jun continued to read the barrage.

  She talked about this, the director looked at the camera motionlessly, and immediately pressed the headset to remotely instruct: "Quickly, there is a close-up shot of the elevator for Sheng Jun!"

  He knows that the audience loves to watch this.

Sheng Jun continued to smile and explain to the barrage, "It is the tenth to twelfth floor. It is the office of the vice president and the president. It involves some international projects, so it is not open to the public. You see, the elevator is from the twelfth floor. The one who came down should be the people of these three levels. With luck, maybe we can meet the president's person..."

  She was talking.

  The elevator stopped at the ninth floor with a "ding--" and the elevator door opened.

In   , the girl playing with her mobile phone seemed to feel that the atmosphere was a little different, and she slowly raised her head.

  　**

  　　...It’s not that I think I’m long. You see, I don’t have a chapter for three thousand words today. Isn’t it long? It’s too difficult 2333

  (End of this chapter)