Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Outside.

Kang Linli closed the door and walked towards the elevator.

Beside him, the assistant spoke hesitantly, "Tang Ze is your senior after all, will it be bad for you to do this? This lounge is still yours in the end. The entertainment circle should be more cautious in words and deeds."

Kang Lin is 13 years old. He became popular because he sang the ending song of a TV series, and his appearance is the type that is popular nowadays. The company intends to make him a type like Che Shao, and the resources are generous.

Young people show their sharpness and don't know how to restrain themselves.

The two were waiting for the drip at the elevator entrance, and when he heard the assistant's words, he sneered: "Can't sing, and offend the manager, can he still turn around?"

"Ding--"

The elevator doors opened.

Kang Lin subconsciously closed his mouth.

There was only one tall and slender figure in the elevator. The other person was wearing a mask, his cuffs were loosely rolled up, his eyebrows were painted like ink, and his eyes only slightly passed Kang Lin.

Kang Lin couldn't help but took a step back.

After the person turned a corner and out of sight, Kang Lin turned to the assistant beside him, "Is there a newcomer in the company?"

"Look at his appearance, he doesn't look like a newcomer..." The assistant couldn't tell, if this was an artist from the company, the whole company would definitely go crazy, nothing else, as long as he stood in front of the camera, he would have an overwhelming appearance pink.

It's just that momentum...

The assistant felt that he was stronger than the boss he had ever met.

"That's good." Kang Lin breathed a sigh of relief before entering the elevator.

**

Inside the room, after Meng Fu finished speaking, the manager's hand holding the cup stopped.

Tang Ze was Meng Fu's teacher before, so he naturally didn't want to show his embarrassed side in front of her.

But he didn't expect that Kang Lin would point it out mercilessly in front of his face.

Tang Ze looked up, and he looked at Meng Fu. There was no sympathy in Meng Fu's eyes, and he couldn't see any other expressions. Except for a little silence, it was almost the same as before, and he didn't look at himself with strange eyes.

It makes people feel very comfortable.

Tang Ze couldn't help laughing, and the atmosphere of the past few days also disappeared a little.

He looked at Meng Fu. Even in such a situation, he didn't look in the slightest distress. He couldn't help laughing, "Change the company? You can't just change the company if you want to."

Because of his throat problem, he has been unable to sing high notes. Although he has been drinking the medicine given to him by Meng Fu for the past two months, these medicines can relieve him, and he will not be unable to sing due to dry cough due to dry throat.

The most popular thing is that Meng Fu also became popular because of variety shows and became a new traffic label, and Tang Ze was also pulled out by the company.

Tang Ze can't sing, but he is a veritable musical genius. In recent years, he has released few solo albums, but many popular songs on the market are written and composed by him, and he is somewhat well-known.

Only this time, the company wanted to directly give his song Qingshan to newcomers several times, and the newcomers would start the original.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the circle. Tang Ze also gave a few original songs before. The company originally thought that Tang Ze would compromise this time, but they didn't expect him to become tough.

He never handed over the original manuscript of this song to the company.

"I know that you care about Teacher Tang very much. It's enough to have this kind of heart." Hearing Meng Fu's words, the manager also enjoyed the bitterness. He turned around and handed the tea to Meng Fu: "If you change the company, I I wanted to change his company a few years ago, do you know how much Tang Ze's termination fee is?"

Before Meng Fu could answer, the manager made a "six" sign to Meng Fu, "Sixty million, do you know?"

Tang Ze signed a ten-year contract with the company at the beginning, and it has only been five years since Tang Ze was very popular when he signed the contract. Fees are still high.

It was precisely because of this that Tang Ze couldn't even pay the liquidated damages when the contract expired in five years, so he had to spend with the company.

Five years is enough for Tang Ze to completely fade out of the entertainment circle, that's why the company dares to be so arrogant to Tang Ze.

Meng Fu estimated Xi Nancheng's current worth. If Tang Ze could recover his voice, his achievements would definitely not be lower than Xi Nancheng's. She dared to mention this matter to Manager Sheng, and it was guaranteed.

This 60 million capital is worth spending.

Just as she was thinking, someone knocked on the outer door three times, very politely.

Meng Fu raised his head and looked outside the door.

Tang Ze's manager was also curious about who would come to Tang Ze at this time. Tang Ze hadn't made any announcements yet, and most people didn't want to deal with Tang Ze. They had no future and were treated as abandoned by the company. Except for Meng Fu, There is no one else.

The door opened, and there was a charming face outside.

Tang Ze's manager froze for a moment, "Mr. Su?"

Tang Ze has been in "Best Idol" for such a long time, so he has naturally met Su Cheng, and he will never forget his face after seeing him. Although he claims to be Meng Fu's assistant, from Zhao Fan's attitude, Tang Ze and His agent got a glimpse, too.

"Teacher Tang." Su Cheng greeted Tang Ze.

Su Cheng, Meng Fu's teacher, was also very polite to him.

"You came just in time." Tang Ze had already calmed down, pointing at Meng Fu and smiling, "Take her away quickly, I still have to pack my things here, and I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

Beside him, the manager has already started packing Tang Ze's usual things here.

Meng Fu raised the green mountain in his hand to Su Cheng several times, "Teacher Tang gave it to me."

Su Cheng stretched out his hand to take it, lowered his eyelashes, glanced at it, his eyebrows were cold, and glanced at Meng Fu: "No thanks?"

Meng Fu let out an "ah", she came to her senses and said two respectful words to Tang Ze, "Thank you."

After finishing speaking, she turned sideways again, and flipped another sheet for Su Cheng with her slender fingertips, "No, this song is too advanced, I didn't intend to sing it, it's still suitable for Teacher Tang himself to sing."

"No, your singing effect is better than mine." Tang Ze opened the drawer, took out the previous manuscript, and a book he had made notes on, and handed it to Su Cheng with a solemn expression: "This is the book I read before. You help her keep her musical foundation, she is very talented in music, she creates patiently, and she is a new star in the music scene."

Having been with Meng Fu for so long, Tang Ze also knew something about her and learned everything quickly, so he lacked patience.

He just gave these things to Su Cheng. As for Meng Fu's manager, he might not be able to control her.

Tang Ze said all this, as if he was explaining the funeral, and he will never mix in the entertainment industry again.

Su admitted that he really listened.

"In the future, if you encounter music problems," Tang Ze took a box, put the books on the bookshelf in the lounge into the box, and talked to Meng Fu very patiently, "If you don't mind, you can still ask me."

He spoke slowly and calmly.

He didn't panic, nor was he hysterical after being regarded as an abandoned son by the company. The cold reception in the past five years had already prepared him for this day, but the time came sooner or later.

This is the current state of the entertainment industry.

So when this happened, he was not surprised.

The only accident was probably that he gave Meng Fu the song he wrote.

"Teacher Tang," Tang Ze sealed the box. Su Cheng flipped through Tang Ze's notes, very serious. This shows how serious the other party is about music. He looked at Tang Ze and only asked: "If you really disappeared, have you ever thought about your fans?"

Tang Ze's hands froze while arranging the books.

When the manager forced him to take out the green hills for a few degrees, his mood didn't fluctuate, and he didn't fluctuate when he was hit by Kang Lin. Even when he was about to move out of the lounge, he still didn't fluctuate.

But when Su Cheng mentioned fans, Tang Ze's heart trembled suddenly.

After debuting for so many years, he doesn’t have many fans, but he has a support club and a webmaster, and every birthday he will record a video for him. He doesn’t participate in variety shows, but every time there is an event, no matter how late, he can see the outside Someone is waiting for him...

Su Cheng put away his notes and manuscripts, and looked at Tang Ze and his manager in a leisurely manner, "So, do you want to change companies?"

"Both Tang Ze and I appreciate your kindness." Tang Ze's manager carried a box onto the table, and he was relieved now, "Meng Fu also told us to change companies just now, it's not whether we want to or not. The question of replacement, the question is, will any company want Tang Ze again?"

Tang Ze's value is low now, he's not too young, and he doesn't have a strong sense of variety. No company would want to sign Tang Ze.

"Yes," Su Cheng said here, and glanced at Meng Fu, "She found a company for you two days ago, and the owner of the company also agreed to sign you, so how about it, you two will meet at three o'clock in the afternoon, no matter you Whether you are willing to sign or not, we will discuss after meeting."

Two days ago?

Tang Ze looked at Meng Fu, not knowing what to feel.

Naturally, he also remembered the last time he met Meng Fu backstage at King of Songs.

Tang Ze's manager was also a little shocked, not only because Meng Fu started helping Tang Ze find a new company two days ago, but also because Meng Fu was able to help Tang Ze to such an extent.

I thought Meng Fu's "change company" was just a joke, but I didn't expect that she actually found a company for Tang Ze.

and……

There was no trace of joking on Su Cheng's face.

Tang Ze put the last book in the box.

He looked up at Meng Fu and Su Cheng, and smiled: "Okay, I'll go after I finish packing."

"I'll call you when the location is confirmed," Su Cheng put on his mask, his tone was cool, "You guys pack your things slowly, if you need anything, you can call me."

The two leave.

The lounge was quiet for two minutes before Tang Ze's manager patted Tang Ze on the shoulder, and then looked outside the closed door: "There is such a student, you are worth it, the private training given to her before is not in vain busy."

Tang Ze let out a "huh" and sighed a little, "She is the most popular among the couples, and she is also the one with the most friendship."

There were not many things in the lounge, and the manager couldn't help sighing, "Are you really going this afternoon? I wonder which company Meng Fu is fighting for you, Tianle Media?"

"It's just to give Meng Fu face." Tang Ze knew that with Meng Fu's current popularity, the other party should meet him for her face. After meeting him, knowing that he is Tang Ze, the other party will automatically shrink back: "Tianle Media It shouldn't be possible, this is a big company in T city."

Tianle Media, Meng Fu's former company, has no shortage of artists, and there are quite a few first- and second-tier ones.

Tang Ze is not needed at all.

The manager nodded, thinking about packing up and going back later, he might never be able to join the company again, and he felt very heavy.

**

here.

Meng Fu had already returned to the rented residence, and Zhou Jin sent her a bunch of questions. She was printing the questions, and started to work on them.

Originally, she was supposed to leave for the set now, but she still had to wait for the courier.

One p.m.

Meng Fu was sitting on the sofa in the hall, holding the printed paper in his hand, lying on the sofa to do the questions, and the handwriting was extremely floating.

"You really don't plan to go back to school?" Looking at Meng Fu's words, Zhao Fan was also a little entangled at first. With Zhou Jin praising Meng Fu, she began to wonder if she had killed a genius.

Meng Fu let out a "huh".

She didn't tell Zhao Fan that she had issued a military order with Zhou Jin, and if she was eliminated by the bottom of the monthly exam, she would go back to No. 1 Middle School to attend classes honestly.

Zhao Fan took a bite of the apple, stood by the sofa and looked down at Meng Fu.

Su Di was washing dishes in the kitchen.

There was a knock on the door, "Hello, courier."

Another courier?

Zhao Fan gnawed on an apple while opening the door.

This time there was someone at the door, he took the tracking number and asked Zhao Fan to sign it.

Zhao Fan took it over and looked at the tracking number——

【I want to make money every day】

The corner of her mouth twitched, and then she helped Meng Fu sign. With Meng Fu's laziness, she would never come to the door to sign.

"Thank you." Zhao Fan said something to the courier brother before moving the things back.

three boxes.

Each one was not very heavy, within Zhao Fan's tolerance, she put the boxes back in the hall, and walked around the three boxes: "What did you buy?"

All three boxes were shipped from Beijing.

"Some things I bought online." Meng Fu finished a task and moved a box into the private room.

Zhao Fan also helped her move one in.

In the kitchen, Su Di came out with a tray of afternoon tea. Seeing that there was still a box, she put the afternoon tea on the table and helped Meng Fu move the last box in.

There is also a tracking number on the box.

The upper part is English and the lower part is Chinese.

Su Di glanced at it casually, and the first line of words caught his attention. The delivery address was around the Federal Street in the capital, and Su Di was a little surprised.

He is from the capital, so he naturally knows that most of the streets are strongholds of some forces.

He looked down—

Store name: TW.

Just two letters, very concise, Su Di fell into deep thought, is there any online shop in this kind of street?

further down-

[Dear dear, give the store a good review (shy) (shy)]

Su Di: "..."

It seems that the online store is gone.

He put Meng Fu's suitcase in, brought the afternoon tea to Meng Fu, and then took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to the group——

Su Di: [Is there an online shop on Federal Street? 】

Su Tian: [Who wants to die, dare to open an online store there? 】

Su Di: [Miss Meng's delivery address for the things she bought online today is nearby]

Wei Jingke: [Virtual address]

Su Tian: [Virtual address, that's very courageous. Su Di, when are you coming back? Fengshen doctor has returned to China, you come back and let her look at your condition, there may not be no cure, don't give up on yourself]

Wei Jingke: [For example, changing careers to be a chef]

The few people in the group were not very interested in Meng Fu's online shopping, and instead asked questions about Su Di.

Su Di: [No, I've been much better recently]

After sending this sentence, Su Di put away his phone.

As soon as he put the phone in his pocket, Wei Jingke called, and he was very noisy: "You know how difficult it is to get an appointment with Fengshen Doctor. The Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine gave her a special position. If you don't When I came back, I was robbed by the Ren family."

"No need," Su Di raised his eyebrows, and when Wei Jingke mentioned the Ren family, he thought about it, "Young Master Wei, have you met Patriarch Ren?"

"I've seen it, what's the matter?" On the other end of the phone, Wei Jingke was taken aback.

"That's right, Patriarch Ren's eyes..." Su Di said halfway, Zhao Fan came out from the door, and Su Di put away the words that came to his lips.

**

Tang Ze has already packed his things in his residence and is ready to move.

It's two thirty in the afternoon.

"Meng Fu hasn't sent a message yet." The manager looked at the phone and smiled, "It should be that her boss knew it was you, and probably declined Meng Fu."

These managers and Tang Ze were surprised, even within their expectations.

It's two thirty-five.

Tang Ze's manager's cell phone rang. He looked down and saw that it was a call from an unfamiliar phone number, it was Su Di.

Tang Ze's manager was quite surprised. He looked downstairs and saw a car: "Tang Ze, let's go down. It's Assistant Meng Fu. He's here to pick us up."

The company gave up on Tang Ze, and even took back the car allocated to him.

But he didn't expect that Meng Fu could even think of these things.

Manager Tang Ze was filled with emotions.

Twenty minutes later, the car arrived at their destination, which was an old restaurant.

Tang Ze raised his head, and the plaque on it was written with the words "Flying and Flying Phoenix"——

Shiwai Pavilion.

"Go upstairs." Tang Ze followed Su Di and walked forward.

The sound of the erhu inside the building was melodious and desolate.

Tang Ze's manager watched Su Di stop in front of a box and knocked on the door.

Tang Ze thought about it all the way, and then he said: "You can bring two more newcomers."

The manager was silent for a while, he didn't speak, just stared at Su Di's back, and changed the subject: "Don't be discouraged, what if the person inside is really your future boss."

As he spoke, Su Di stretched out his hand and opened the door.

Inside the door burns sandalwood.

The middle-aged man sitting in the middle raised his head. He looked at Tang Ze, stood up, and said enthusiastically, "Teacher Tang, hello, I'm Sheng Yan."

**

...Sheng Yan, those with names are not ordinary people. Ah, ask for a monthly ticket every day~