Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

  Chapter 92 092 Absolutely turning the sky

  Wei Jingke looked at Meng Fu, in a state of orientation, his eyes were not alert.

  It is now more than three o'clock in the morning. Even in the city center, it is extremely quiet. Wei Jingke had to be careful about Meng Fu's presence here.

  Su Di has not been awake, and the internal mechanism is getting worse and worse.

Recently, many people have learned that Su Di is critically ill, and there are even more people who are rushing to be the savior of Su Di, but now there is no way for Luo Lao to follow Fengshen and both of them are the leading figures in the industry, Meng Even a child with a yellow mouth dare to believe that it is sloppy, can Wei Jingke be too aggressive? !

  Just after Wei Jingke said this, a warm voice came from behind, "Wei Jingke, pick it up and apologize."

  Wei Jingke turned his head, and it was Su Cheng who was talking.

   Standing next to him was Old Doctor Luo, holding the Buddhist beads in one hand and the back of his back, as if talking to Old Doctor Luo.

   Wei Jingke was a little panicked when he saw it like this, "Brother Cheng, she, she just..."

   "Pick it up, don't let me say it a third time." Su Cheng seemed to turn his gaze absent-mindedly, but Wei Jingke touched his dark and cold eyes, and the cold hair on his back exploded.

  Wei Jingke pursed his lips and said nothing, so he picked up the glass bottle in the trash can and knocked it on the table.

   "Miss Meng, I'm sorry, I was too excited just now." He lowered his head, and his apology was buzzing.

  Su Cheng was turning the Buddha beads in his hand, and pushing his glasses with the other hand. Without a chance to answer Meng Fu, he gently said to Wei Jingke: "Wei Jingke, pack things immediately and return to the capital."

  From Su Cheng's appearance, to now, it only took a few minutes.

  Wei Jingke suddenly raised his head, he looked at Su Cheng.

  Su Cheng still looks like a gentleman who does not eat the fireworks in the world. He is as gentle as jade, and he is obviously smiling, but Wei Jingke caught the deep cold chill in his smiling eyes.

  Wei Jingke said nothing, only pursed his lips, bowed his head and walked out of Su Di’s room.

  Old Doctor Luo didn't say anything from beginning to end, but looked at Wei Jingke and shook his head.

After Wei Jingke went out, Old Doctor Luo shook his head and comforted Meng Fu, "Miss Meng, don't mind, this Young Master Wei, he is sick."

  Meng Fu squeezed her wrist. She tilted her head and looked at Old Doctor Luo, her beautiful peachy eyes narrowed and scattered, and snorted: "Otherwise, why am I still here to talk to you?"

  As long as Wei Jingke is a normal person, Meng Fu went up to follow him a long time ago.

  Master taught her a few years ago that she should not bully the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled. She is not a good person in the traditional sense, but she remembers what the master said,

  Old Doctor Luo doesn’t know why.

  Su Cheng smiled, his eyes were half low, "Go, I'll send you back to rest."

  The two left.

  Old Doctor Luo was strange, but he was not idle, recording Su Di’s data.

  Several precision instruments in the room suddenly beep.

  Old Doctor Luo pushed down his glasses and looked at the new data displayed on it. A wrinkled face was full of astonishment, "This...how is it possible..."

   "What's the matter?" Wei Jingke, who had packed up and was about to leave, heard the sound and hurried in.

"The strength in Mr. Su Di's body is controlled, but the new treatment plan I discussed with Miss Feng has not yet started, even if it starts to work, it won't be so fast..." Luo Lao said here, his eyes touched the one placed on the table. The glass bottle suddenly stopped.

  Go straight to the table, pick up the glass bottle, open the lid and smell it.

  The whole person was shocked, "This, this..."

  Wei Jingke moved his gaze over, and found something wrong at this time: "Lao Luo, you..."

  "This perfume is not blues, it definitely has blues level, at least 27% utilization rate!" Luo Lao put the lid on, he looked at Wei Jingke, confidently said.

   After two nights, Wei Jingke, who was dizzy, suddenly woke up: "27% utilization? Only those people on the Skynet rankings can make it? You are not wrong?"

  Speaking of this, Wei Jingke himself was stopped by himself. He remembered that Luo Lao is also one of the vice-chairmen of the Beijing Association of Fragrance Association, and his ability to taste spices is definitely not wrong.

  So, Wei Jingke looked at the glass bottle in Luo’s hands, “It’s over 27% purity, she actually brought it to Su Di...”

Everyone has a qi in the body. People in the ancient martial arts use ancient books to use this power for their own use, but the power is too domineering and requires external force to coordinate, otherwise it will hurt the internal organs. The best adjustment is to mix medicine. Spices.

  As a result, a profession, the perfumer, has emerged.

  Perfumers can not only regulate the strength of their bodies, some powerful perfumers can achieve medical effects through the fusion of medicines and spices, and top perfumers can also prolong life and other auxiliary gains...

  But it is too difficult to become this type of perfumer. Not only is he talented in perfume, but also requires a wealth of pharmacological knowledge. Therefore, it is rare to be called such a perfumer.

  Every perfumer has been attracted by powerful forces.

  Perfumers are also graded. The higher the purity of the medicine, the more useful the fragrance. The entry level is 10% purity.

  Most perfumers have a purity of 10%-20%, and more than 30% is the best.

  Blues is the best for 30% damage.

In the past two years, the blues spices that have been circulating on the market suddenly disappeared, and the ancient martial arts world in Beijing almost fell into chaos. The original 30% purity spices are extremely rare, let alone the disappearance of blues in the past two years, let alone 30%, even 25 The %Skynet port is also difficult to find.

  It is no exaggeration to describe the sky-high price.

   Hearing Luo Lao said that Meng Fu used something of this level for Su Di, his eyes were deeply shocked, "This precious spice, she used it so casually for Su Di..."

  Obviously she heard that Su Di was in a coma, and she went to the competition without saying anything...

   Thinking of this, after two days and nights, Wei Jingke, who was not clear in his head, suddenly became sober, and finally understood why Su Cheng had just driven him out of T City.

"So, that's why she just told Su Di to see a doctor. Didn't she say that she was fake?" Wei Jingke asked. In fact, Luo Lao didn't need to answer. She could just use the heirlooms for Su Di. What kind of play will pretend to be.

   Thinking of this, Wei Jingke reluctantly smiled, then turned to look at the trash can, his heart was full of fear, he almost broke the glass bottle just now, but fortunately the glass bottle was not broken.

  If not...

  Wei Jingke felt that it was not enough to apologize to death.

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  Meng Fu went home and slept. It was not until 1 pm the next day that he was woken up by Mr. Jiang on a phone call.

  Mother Jiang naturally congratulated her on getting the place in the finals, but the voice was overly excited and kept blowing her ears.

  Meng Fu put the phone on the table, turned on the voice, and let Grandpa Jiang talk about it all by himself.

"Fu'er, you already have six million fans," Mr. Jiang coughed, pretending to be calm, "But in seven days, it has risen by two million. Can you give me a few more signatures? I want to send it to me. Little sister I know."

  Meng Fu: "..."

Elder Jiang still said to himself, "She is your sister, she said she wants to forward the lottery. I will send her a few gifts, and your autographed photo will do. Don't forget, I'll go to surf again. "

  He said and hung up the phone.

  Master Jiang, who hung up the phone, sent a private message to the little sisters I met on the scene last time-[Child, you are still a student, don’t smoke such expensive things, I will send you something tomorrow. 】

  The little sister hasn't returned yet, and the old man Jiang is not in a hurry. He instructs the little nurse around him to look for him as soon as the little sister returns.

  Here, Meng Fu’s residence.

  Meng Fu looked at the phone that Old Man Jiang had hung up, and was silent for a minute, then clicked on the search page and searched for the entry of "Sister Station".

  It was not until a call from Zhao Fan that she woke her up.

   "It's at your door, open the door, why are you answering the phone now?" Zhao Fan raised his eyebrows.

  Meng Fu let out an "Ah", she dragged a heavy pace to the door, opened the door ahead of time, and fell into confusion: "Why is my grandpa more fashionable than me?"

   Zhao Fan dragged his suitcase in, closed the door, and wondered as he changed his shoes: "What's wrong, what's wrong with your grandpa?"

  Meng Fu explained it again.

   After listening to the explanation, Zhao Fan said: "..." You, t, m, still have a face to ask?

  I have been an artist for two years and don’t even understand this?

"Okay," Zhao Fan felt that he had a long way to go. "First, I will tell you the business. First, the Pigeon News will give you a special interview, and the second is "A Star's Day". The director decided to open a special program for you. , That is, just like Shengjun in the previous period, start an activity centered on your life!"

  According to Ka Wei, Meng Fu is definitely not worth the director to open up a special issue for her.

  But this time, the popularity of Meng Fu is too great. It's been a day, and the popularity of Weibo hasn't.

  Major websites and small videos are frantically reviewing her videos. As the first finalist in five years, Meng Fu really deserves this topic.

  So after careful consideration, the director of "A Day of a Star" wanted to take this opportunity to open up a program for Meng Fu.

"That’s what I think. This live broadcast cannot be played. The director team hopes that you can invite other guests to appear on the scene. Last time Sheng Jun invited a teacher from the Art Association. She played very loudly in that episode. If possible, I hope. You can consider starting from Jiang’s house," Zhao Fan put the contract in front of Meng Fu, and said, "Because you have to arrange accommodation for the other three guests, you must not be able to do this in a broken place. For the staff, your grandfather or your father will do. , And your grandfather or something, it will definitely shake the sky when it comes out."

  Meng Fu came back to his senses, without even thinking about it, "No way."

   "Why?" Zhao Fan didn't understand, "Where are you going? The program group arranges for you, it's not impossible, but the audience can definitely pick it up..."

   "No program group," Meng Fu looked at the price given by the director and signed his name without raising his head: "My hometown."

  Hometown?

  Zhao Fan vaguely recalled Meng Fu’s hometown, the nameless mountain city.

   "You're old... aren't you serious?" Zhao Fan couldn't help but pause when he saw Meng Fu's calm look. "Where can your grandfather be in a mountain city?"

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