Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

In the back seat, Zhao Fan was miserable. She looked ahead, hoping that Su Cheng would rescue her.

Unexpectedly, Su Cheng only glanced at her from the rearview mirror, and then turned his eyes away. His eyes were too deep, and Zhao Fan quickly explained, "Don't be angry, both of you, this circle is like this. In the entertainment circle, people with high education Yes, but basically they all graduated from film and television majors. The kind of academic masters that the crew of "Our Youth" wanted almost didn't exist. The people in this crew are too serious, so don't mind the two of you..."

Zhao Fan tried his best to persuade him.

"Who minds?" Meng Fu leaned back, his eyes lowered, as if he was deep in thought.

Zhao Fan: "..." But your expression and tone don't mean that.

In front, Su Cheng, who was driving, twitched his lips.

He has always been cold, even though his eyes are cold when he smiles, and the eyes don't reach the bottom of his eyes, when he smiles now, the iceberg melts, and he can feel the warmth from his body.

The corner of Zhao Fan's mouth twitched, "It's fine if you don't mind."

Meng Fu ignored Zhao Fan and sat in the corner by himself, not knowing what he was thinking.

**

On the other side, Li Qingning, who returned to the crew, also received a call from the screenwriter of "Our Youth".

Calling herself at this time, Li Qingning guessed that it might be because of Meng Fu's affairs.

"How is this kid?" Li Qingning was wearing the crew's ancient costume. He had heard from the scriptwriter that this drama, the youth series, didn't require particularly high acting skills and was very suitable for newcomers. That's why he recommended Meng Fuqu.

The screenwriter was silent for a while when he heard the words, and then said apologetically, "Mr. Li, I'm really sorry, because it's hard to find the heroine in the circle, and the director has been pre-appointed last night. I also watched Meng Fu, and it's true. It's very spiritual, but the director chose Ye Shuning, Teacher Li, you should have heard of it..."

He slowly explained to Li Qingning what the crew meant.

All in all, Meng Fu's vase character design is too serious, and the director's requirements for the play are too high. I hope that the heroine can act like a master, the closer to the prototype, the better.

When Ye Shuning's family members were present at "Best Idol", her wall-full of awards became popular searches. "Scholar" is also her character in the circle all the time. It's not unreasonable for the director to choose her.

Li Qingning frowned, "Although Meng Fu didn't go to high school, I think she knows a lot."

Li Qingning has always been involved in a wide range of subjects, and had done two episodes of the program with Meng Fu. Li Qingning also found that no matter what he said, Meng Fu could pick up on it. He didn't know if Meng Fu's grades were very poor, but her knowledge was definitely not good enough. Low.

At least he has never heard of "phase space" and "Hamiltonian function".

The more I got in touch with Meng Fu, the more I felt that the black material on the Internet was groundless.

He recommended Meng Fu to go to the crew, not indiscriminately.

Unexpectedly, the screenwriter actually appointed Ye Shuning by default.

After hanging up the phone, Li Qingning couldn't help pressing her temples, sat down on her seat, called Meng Fu, and said sorry to her.

"It's okay." On the other end of the phone, Meng Fu just got out of the car, but she didn't leave, leaning halfway against the car door, "Can I ask who is the person he has appointed by default?"

"Ye Shuning." Li Qingning remembered the name.

"Thank you, Teacher Li." Meng Fu thanked Li Qingning.

After hanging up the phone, Li Qingning felt sorry for Meng Fu. It was his role over there, and the scene manager was calling him. Li Qingning put the phone back on the table and walked over there, thinking that he must find Meng Fu next time. A good and reliable resource.

**

Here, after Meng Fu hung up the phone, Su Cheng had already driven to the house she rented in No. 1 Middle School.

He called Li Qingning without avoiding Su Cheng and Zhao Fan, both of them heard that Ye Shuning was chosen by the screenwriter.

Zhao Fan was not surprised by this candidate.

Ye Shuning's academic mastery is not a human design. She already had very good grades, and her grades in cultural subjects were comparable to those of the top ten students in the school. Her age also fits the setting of a high school student.

It's just that Zhao Fan wouldn't say this in front of Meng Fu, so she changed the subject and said to Su Cheng, "Brother Cheng, the place she lives in is not safe, I'll apply to the company and arrange a new place for her..."

Su Cheng went straight to the refrigerator, he opened the door of the refrigerator, the refrigerator has three floors.

Very clean three floors.

First floor, beer.

The second layer, beer.

The third layer is still beer.

There are also many empty beer bottles in the trash can.

Looks like a lot of drinking.

Su Cheng glanced at Meng Fu, who was lazily nestled on the sofa, and when she saw him looking over, she turned her gaze away.

"Me!" Zhao Fan raised his hand, his voice was loud and his heart was tired, "Brother Cheng, I'm sorry, it's all my fault!"

Su Cheng: "..."

He couldn't help pressing the center of his eyebrows.

Zhao Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief seeing that Su Cheng didn't go after the beer that was full of refrigerators. She put away all the empty beer cans in the trash can and was about to take them downstairs to throw them away when she suddenly remembered something and turned around. He said to Meng Fu: "By the way, your Weibo fans have exceeded 7 million, when will you send out benefits? My suggestion is to shoot a dance video. Your fans have already licked the videos on your show countless times. Poor Have pity on them."

After Meng Fu came out of the audition office, he was absent-minded all the time. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he gave a casual hum.

Zhao Fan thought that she might have been hit today, so without saying much, he signaled to Su Cheng with his eyes, and went down to take out the trash.

"Tomorrow there is a magazine cover shoot, and I have already made an appointment." Su Cheng put away the black notebook and looked at Meng Fu, "You should rest well today."

Meng Fu's place is covered with carpets. When she arrived home, she was almost without shoes. She was wearing a loose coat and sitting on the carpet beside the sofa. Her slightly curly hair fell on her clear collarbone, and her dark jeans outlined the A pair of long, thin and straight legs appeared, and the snow-white toes were slightly curled up, looking lazy and graceful.

Su Cheng looked at her, and pursed his lips: "Can't you sit still?"

With the manners raised by such a big family, he can even sit with his back straight.

Meng Fu came back to her senses, she raised her head and looked at Su Chengxiao, her peach eyes seemed to be shining brightly, "Brother Cheng," after a pause, she continued, "Don't ask too much of me."

Su Cheng stopped talking.

When Zhao Fan came back after throwing out the garbage, he felt that the atmosphere in the room was a bit weird, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

She put the milk she bought at the small shop at the gate of the community into the refrigerator, and arranged them one by one. Meng Fu's things were always in a mess, but every time Su Cheng came, he would put them in order. Su Chengzai, Zhao Fan Also arrange the milk in a row.

After placing the milk, Zhao Fan saw that Meng Fu didn't speak, and his eyes on the phone were also scattered. She walked over and asked with a smile, "Why don't you take a rest, didn't you say you were tired just now?"

"No, I was thinking about one thing." Meng Fu turned off the phone, threw it on the table, and looked at Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan raised his eyes: "Say it."

Meng Fu put his hands behind his head and leaned against the legs of the sofa, "I want to go back to school."

"No, are you serious?" Zhao Fan stood up, looked down at Meng Fu, his eyes widened, "You have just started your career, now you go back to study, after three years of study, your popularity has long been exhausted "Brother Cheng, do you think so?"

Zhao Fan looked at Meng Fu's expression, he didn't seem to be joking, so he turned to Su Cheng anxiously.

Su Cheng, who was always sensible, looked at Meng Fu thoughtfully, "It's okay."

Meng Fu smiled.

"No, Meng Fu," the two sang together, Zhao Fan turned around and said, "You don't need to compare with Ye Shuning. When your works come out in the future, these are all in the past tense. Most of the top stars who are popular now They all have a history of being blackmailed all over the Internet. If you retire to study at this time, it will be too difficult to come back in the future..."

Su Cheng understood: "She didn't say she would retire."

Meng Fu snapped his fingers, "That's right."

Hearing that he will not retire, Zhao Fan breathed a sigh of relief, "So it's okay for you to study while developing your career. Many people in the circle are like this."

There are quite a few people in the circle who have both studies and careers, but they will be very tired, and they often have to do various exercises and papers after finishing the draft.

Zhao Fanyi realized what Meng Fu meant, so she was not in a hurry, and her thoughts were cheerful. Meng Fu was stimulated today, and he might not be able to hold on for a few days, so he would not talk about going to school.

Zhao Fan thought about it for a while, and smiled heartily: "It's fine, then you have to work hard. After three years, you can take the art when you take the college entrance examination. In case you can get a notice from the Film and Television Academy of T University."

Meng Fu had dropped out of school two years ago and hadn't been in high school for a year. Zhao Fan naturally felt that Meng Fu was going to study from the first year of high school.

Meng Fu glanced at Zhao Fan, but said nothing.

It happened that I also received a call from Mr. Jiang.

Mr. Jiang's tone was the same as before, except that it sounded a little hoarse.

"Are you okay?" Meng Fu sat up straight.

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Jiang seemed to smile, "It's okay, you just came back, do you have time to go home for dinner today? Your dad just hired a good cook back."

"Are you at home?" Meng Fu was surprised. Mr. Jiang is not fully recovered yet, so he should be in the hospital at this time.

Meng Fu didn't really want to go back to Jiang's house, but he was a little worried about Mr. Jiang's condition, so he said a few words to Mr. Jiang, then got up and went back.

Su Cheng also stood up, took the car keys, and looked at Meng Fu: "I'll see you off."

**

On the road, red light.

Su Cheng stopped the car slowly, glanced at Meng Fu who was leaning against the window in the rearview mirror, "Do you really want to go back to study?"

"Yeah." Meng Fu leaned against the car window, playing with the phone in his hand.

"Which school do you want to go to?" When the light turned green, Su Cheng started the car, withdrew his eyes, his eyes were clear and light.

Meng Fu lazily gave two words, "One Middle School."

T City No. 1 Middle School, the best high school in the entire provincial capital.

How good is it? It does not play with other high schools around it, and it is comparable to the No. 1 Middle School, which is the top ten schools in the country.

Jiang Xinran is also in this school.

Su Cheng was not particularly surprised by this, because the rental house that Meng Fu refused to move out was near No. 1 Middle School.

It's just that this school is a bit difficult to get into, especially for those like Meng Fu who dropped in halfway, the degree of difficulty is even greater.

Su Cheng nodded, "I see."

Not long after, the car arrived at Jiang's house.

Later, when Meng Fu said that she was coming back, Mr. Jiang had been waiting outside the door. When he saw Meng Fu, his eyes widened into smiles.

"Grandfather Jiang." Su Cheng met Old Man Jiang and got out of the car to greet him.

No matter how you look at him, he doesn't look like an assistant. Mr. Jiang said "Hey", and then asked, "Would you like to stay and have dinner together?"

"No need," Su Cheng politely said goodbye to Mr. Jiang, "I have something to do when I go back."

Although it was a bit difficult for Meng Fu to enter No. 1 Middle School, it was not particularly difficult for Su Cheng. He was going to go back and discuss it carefully.

Old Man Jiang didn't force it either, he and Meng Fu stood outside the door, and after Su Cheng's car left, Old Man Jiang turned around and smiled, "Your assistant, I believe any young master he is from."

The two of them walked towards Jiang's house while talking.

Meng Fu supported old man Jiang, and pressed his left hand on his wrist calmly.

The brows were slightly frowned. When she left some time ago, the old man recovered well. It's been more than a week since I saw him, but he was very empty inside.

Think about the old man staying at Jiang's house abnormally.

Meng Fu lowered his eyes.

**

In the evening, the Jiang family has dinner.

Everyone was there except Jiang Quan. Jiang Xinchen came back first. When he saw Meng Fu, he paused and didn't say anything. He just sat aside silently. Jiang Xinran came back with Yu Zhenling.

It seemed more silent than ever.

Seeing Meng Fu, Jiang Xinran's eyes drooped.

Because of what happened last time, Yu Zhenling was warned by Jiang Quan and Mr. Jiang, when she saw Meng Fu, she also said hello: "Fu'er is back?"

Meng Fu was quite indifferent, so he said "hmm".

Did not call mom.

Mr. Jiang didn't remind Meng Fu either.

Yu Zhenling didn't bother to say anything.

"Mom, eat a meatball." Beside Yu Zhenling, Jiang Xinran held a piece of meatball for her, "My brother got his math test score today, 122 points."

No. 1 middle school papers have always been perverted, and only a few can get a score of 100 or more. 122 points is indeed a high score.

Hearing this sentence, Yu Zhenling's face brightened, "Thanks to you, where did he get 100 points before, is the monthly exam result released today, how many are you this time?"

"The total score is 622, fifth in the class." Jiang Xinran replied indifferently.

She is in the rocket class, the fifth in the class, that is, the fifth in age. According to the previous admission list of No. 1 Middle School, Jiang Xinran has no problem going to A University.

It is extremely rare in this circle to be admitted to University A with the results of cultural subjects. A little further ahead, Tong Eryu was admitted to University A as the number one student in the college entrance examination.

Not to mention, Jiang Xinran not only has excellent grades, but also plays piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is not bad in everything.

"You did well in the exam." Mr. Jiang, who had been eating in silence, also took a look at Jiang Xinran and praised him.

Mr. Jiang was amiable and amiable in front of Meng Fu, but in the eyes of the rest of the Jiang family, he was extremely majestic.

It was not easy to get a compliment from him, Jiang Xinran raised eyebrows when she heard the old man's words, her eyes flicked to Meng Fu, Meng Fu still lowered his head, and ate slowly, as if he didn't take it seriously.

Jiang Xinran looked away from the corner of her eye, looked at Mr. Jiang, and responded crisply, "Thank you, Grandpa, for the compliment. I will work hard."

**

After eating, Meng Fu wanted to press the old man's temples.

"Are you busy recently?" Mr. Jiang sat down on a chair and let her make noises, "I saw Super Talk, you're going to accept the film and television? Don't work too hard, young people's health is important."

The housekeeper who was about to serve tea saw that Meng Fu dared to break ground on Mr. Jiang's head, so he couldn't help but pause.

Then he went out to serve tea to the two of them as if nothing had happened.

"It's okay," Meng Fu stood behind the old man, pressing the acupuncture points on the old man's head, which seemed to be the case, "I should be able to take on the drama, but in the meantime, I want to go back to school to study."

"Study?" Old Man Jiang paused, then turned to Meng Fu, "Why...you want to go back to study all of a sudden?"

After leaving school for two years, going back to study will definitely be out of touch. Not to mention other things, Meng Fu may have forgotten all the knowledge he had learned in junior high school.

Mr. Jiang was afraid that Meng Fu would not be able to withstand the pressure.

He turned his head, looked at Meng Fu, and originally wanted to ask her if it was because of Jiang Xinran's words at night.

When the words came to his lips, he didn't ask again.

He knew Meng Fu's rebellious and competitive spirit at his age.

The butler brought a cup of tea for the two of them, and when he heard old man Jiang's words, he couldn't help but glance at Meng Fu.

"It's not a sudden thought, it's time to go back." Meng Fu's movements were not slow, she was still thinking about Mr. Jiang's condition, and said in a calm tone.

She seemed determined, Mr. Jiang thought for a while, and said, "Okay, I see."

The housekeeper on the side lowered his gaze and didn't speak again.

An hour later, Meng Fu was ready to go back.

Mr. Jiang personally sent her out, and sent her family's driver to take her back.

Looking at Meng Fu's back, Mr. Jiang felt that his body was much lighter, and his chest was not so stuffy anymore. He said in surprise: "Fu'er does have some skills, I am much better."

Beside him, the housekeeper supported the old man, and laughed, "Old man, you are in good spirits on happy occasions."

The butler knew that the old man was exhausted recently, but he also felt speechless about what the old man said. How could a touch of the head make the old man get better?

Meng Fu is not one of those old Chinese doctors in the academy.

"What do you know?" Mr. Jiang watched the live broadcast and knew that there was a pile of herbs in Meng Fu's yard, and he knew a little bit of medical skills. He glanced at the housekeeper and said, "When Jiang Quan comes back, ask him to come to the study to find me."

**

Jiang Quan didn't come back until close to eleven o'clock, and he has been so busy recently that he kept his feet on the ground.

He also looked very tired.

Hearing that the old man was looking for him, he went directly to the study, "Dad, you're staying up so late. Are you looking for me?"

"Well, I'm in good spirits today, thanks to Fu'er." Mr. Jiang also felt strange, feeling that Meng Fu pressed his head, and his whole body became energetic.

Mr. Jiang came to Jiang Quan because Meng Fu wanted to go back to school. He briefly explained what had happened, and then said slowly, "I thought, arranging her a noble school would not be so stressful."

Jiang Quan agreed with Meng Fu's decision to go to school.

He doesn't pay attention to the affairs of Meng Fu's entertainment circle, and he doesn't know whether Meng Fu is popular in the entertainment circle, he only knows that what he holds in his hands is his own.

For Jiang Quan, the knowledge in his hands is the hardest.

"It's a good thing," Jiang Quan's face showed the only joy recently, and he shook his head with a smile, "As long as she is willing to learn, I'm willing to spend any amount of favors, Dad, you can take a good rest, I'll take care of these things, don't leave me alone." The body wears down."

While Jiang Quan was busy with the Jiang family's troubled affairs, he did not forget to call his assistant and ask him to contact a better private school in T city.

Meng Fu had been out of school for two years, and it was not easy for him to go to high school again.

Jiang Quan is also cautious in choosing schools, the reputation and teaching quality must be better, and the private school he chose is not an ordinary school.

The annual tuition fee plus management fee is very high.

He still wanted to find a few more tutors, and he thought that Meng Fu might not be able to keep up with the process.

Yu Zhenling, who had been waiting for Jiang Quan's return without sleeping, heard his call.

She took off the mask, sat up from the bed, turned to Jiang Quan expressionlessly, and didn't know what tone to use: "School? She finally wants to go back to high school?"

If she had heard the news two years earlier, Yu Zhenling might still be excited.

It's just that after two years, Meng Fu is in the entertainment circle again, not to mention going back to school, Yu Zhenling is not sure if Meng Fu sincerely wants to go to school.

Thinking about talking about Jiang Xinran at the dinner table tonight, Yu Zhenling continued to lean on the head of the bed, carefully sticking the mask on her face again, with a smirk: "She heard that Xinran had passed the previous exam. How many people did you tell the old man to go back to school?"

The timing is too coincidental.

Jiang Quan didn't answer, he was calling his assistant, and calling acquaintances to ask for connections.

Yu Zhenling closed her eyes slightly, but did not speak.

Yu Zhenling didn't get out of bed until Jiang Quan hung up the phone.

The mask was already applied, so Yu Zhenling uncovered it directly, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can, sat by the vanity mirror and slapped water on her face, with a cold face, her tone was slightly mocking: "The Jiang family has been in trouble recently, You have to deal with this kind of thing for her. You can still hear the noise when you throw money into the water. What's the use of spending so much money on her? Maybe she can give you a college entrance examination three years later The champion is back?"

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I won't divide it into chapters, thank you again for supporting the genuine version, and ask for a wave of monthly tickets again~