Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Su Tian has always been very steady in his work.

It was Su Cheng who kept Ma Cen beside him and acted alone.

Even if Su Di was injured before, he was brought by Su Cheng's side, only Su Tian was almost in a state of being freed.

After all, he grew up with Su Di, so everyone in the group can basically understand.

So Su Di directly asked Su Tian, ​​who was passing by, to bring Meng Fu over here. It was considered as a good impression in front of Su Cheng, and Su Di also realized that using Meng Fu to make good feelings was more effective than anything else.

but--

Su Di really never expected that there was a bug in Su Tian at this time. He pursed his lower lip and didn't explain any more. His eyes were cold. He just stretched out his hand and said succinctly, "Give me the key."

Although Su Di doesn't like to talk on weekdays, his tone of voice has never been so cold.

Su Tian handed over the key, frowned slightly, not quite understanding: "No, I have already told her to let her come by car, why hasn't she arrived yet?"

Ma Cen suddenly fell ill, and the entire Su family panicked.

It was not easy for Doctor Feng to leave the customs. After thinking twice, the Su family passed a post to Doctor Feng. Su Tian happened to meet him when he was driving by the Chinese medicine base, so he drove him back.

But he was also very considerate. While picking up the wind doctor, he also notified Ms. Meng to come over by herself.

Su Tian didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did.

No matter what she said, Meng Fu was an entertainer in Su Tian's eyes. No matter how important she was, she was no more important than Miss Feng.

No matter who puts this matter on, they all know who is lighter and who is more important.

Originally, Su Tian thought he was coming, and Meng Fu should have arrived earlier, who knew that the other party was still there...

Su Tian was still thinking, Su Di had already driven his car away, and didn't say anything else.

Su Tian stood where he was and watched the car disappear before entering the hotel with a slight frown.

He opened the pearl curtain and went in, and saw Su Cheng and the other three sitting on the table in the corner.

Su Cheng was still talking about the variety show with Zhao Fan. Wei Jingke was drinking tea while playing with his mobile phone. When he saw Su Tian, ​​he was also taken aback, "Where is Miss Meng?"

He looked behind Su Tian.

No one was seen.

Su Cheng, who was holding the program planner in his hand, also looked up at Su Tian, ​​his eyes were still cool.

When facing Su Di, Su Tian took it for granted, but when he met Su Cheng, Su Tian was inexplicably flustered. He straightened his expression, handed Su Cheng the latest news about the Chinese medicine base in his hand, and then explained it.

After the explanation, the three people at the scene did not speak.

Even Wei Jingke didn't speak.

About two minutes later, Su Chengcai lowered his head again, his tone was still warm and cold, without any emotion: "I see, you can go back."

No one can figure out Su Cheng's temper.

Su Tian hesitated to go out.

From behind, Wei Jingke followed, frowning, "Why did you leave her where she is?"

Why are both of them like this?

First Su Di, then Wei Jingke.

Su Tian didn't understand, no matter what, the other party was just a celebrity actor, and asked the doubt he hadn't heard just now: "Young Master Wei, she won't leave by herself?"

This shelf is really not small, must someone pick it up?

"If you don't go at the beginning, you don't go, and you send a message to let people go, what's the matter?" Wei Jingke looked at Su Tian, ​​and didn't know what to say at this time. Already awakened, "If you were to go to Miss Jiefeng today, and something like this happened halfway, how would you choose?"

"How can this be compared?" Su Tian frowned.

How can these two be compared?

**

here.

Su Tian didn't come to the Medicinal Materials City in the capital, so Meng Fu wandered around here for a while.

The medicinal materials in the capital are generally more expensive than those in southern Hunan, so Meng Fu bought some of them cruelly.

But there is an advantage here, there are street stalls on the first street, Meng Fu squatted in front of a street stall: "Boss, how much is this pile of herbs?"

The street vendor was a middle-aged man. He opened his eyes, and when he saw Meng Fu, his eyes lit up.

Of course, he didn't know Meng Fu, but Meng Fu looked young and rich, easy to slaughter.

"One price, two thousand." The old boss is there.

Meng Fu raised his eyebrows, and seriously discussed with the boss: "Money grass, it can't be so expensive, right? Five hundred."

The boss didn't expect such a young girl to bargain: "One thousand and eight, it can't be less."

Before Meng Fu could speak, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

It's President Yan.

She picked it up casually, "Master, what's the matter?"

"That's right, your results for the rematch came out." Although Yan Langfeng is usually calm, when he said this sentence, he was a little excited, "On the honor roll outside the Painting Association, you are number one!"

The gold content of winning the first place in this youth competition is almost the rookie king of this year.

Even He Xiyuan was very excited when he got this result.

Meng Fu came second in the preliminaries and came first in the rematch. This was something Yan Langfeng had never thought of. As soon as he got the result, he couldn't wait to share the news with Meng Fu.

He waited for Meng Fu's excited voice, but he didn't expect that Meng Fu had spoken, and only one sentence——

"Boss, seven hundred, I really have no money."

Yan Langfeng: "...Disciple, you are first in the rematch, first. Do you know what this means?"

"I know, number one. Master, I'll hang up if it's okay." Meng Fu said a few words to Yan Langfeng, then hung up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Yan Langfeng: "..."

The assistant beside him also heard Meng Fu's voice, think about the group of newcomers outside who were overjoyed to get the top ten, and look at Meng Fu's reaction...

Even the assistant thought it was so annoying.

Here, Meng Fu finally won the herbal medicine at a price of one thousand and two.

Su Di has already driven to the medicinal material street.

He had already called Meng Fu on the way here, and as soon as the car drove up, he saw Meng Fu holding the medicinal herbs, his head bowed as if in thought.

Thinking that Meng Fu was angry, Su Di quickly parked the car, got out of the car, opened the door for Meng Fu, and apologized.

"Why are you apologizing for nothing?" Meng Fu got into the car and heard the meaning in Su Di's dialect.

Su Di also sat in the driver's seat. Hearing this, he tilted his head, "Miss Meng, weren't you angry just now?"

"That's not it. There's nothing to be angry about. I can go by myself." Meng Fu took off his mask, leaned back in his chair, and recalled the process of bargaining just now. It's not very good, if my mother was here, I would definitely be able to cut 1,000 yuan."

Meng Fu sighed.

She will definitely perform better next time.

Su Di: "..."

**

When Meng Fu arrived at the hotel, Su Cheng and Zhao Fan had almost finished watching the variety show to be recorded tomorrow.

""We Are Friends" is a variety show with no script," Su Cheng pushed the file to Meng Fu, "actually, there is a little script, you will travel to the ancient street together, and there will be a foreign vendor there For painting, everyone has to draw one within five minutes. If this painting is taken by the street vendor, the money you get will be your next consumption of food, clothing, housing and transportation. But just now the program team took the initiative to call and said that this arrangement will be changed. Change the tourist destination to the mountain city.”

"It's like this," Zhao Fan pointed at the table and explained: "I know that your program is for Chu Yue, so I agreed to the program team to change this arrangement."

She didn't know how long it took for other people to paint a painting, but she had seen Meng Fu paint a tree that Zhao Fan couldn't understand but thought it was very deep in two minutes. Of course, Meng Fu claimed to be a stream of consciousness.

Everyone arranged by the program group has to draw. If they don't draw, the netizens will be hacked again.

But if it is painted...

Yan Langfeng's closed disciple, a member of the Beijing Painting Association, if she really paints, then there will be no other people in this issue.

Meng Fu has been in the limelight recently, and Zhao Fan didn't want the audience to think that she was "setting up a person", and he also didn't want Chu Yue to have no sense of presence in this issue.

So I directly agreed to the arrangement of the "We Are Friends" program group.

"I can do it." Meng Fu was still wondering if he had lost two hundred yuan just now, and waved his hand at Zhao Fan, "You arrange it."

"Then I'll reply to the program team." Zhao Fan called the director with his mobile phone.

"What did you do just now?" Su Cheng poured her a glass of orange juice and asked.

Meng Fu took the cup and told Su Cheng what happened just now, "Brother Cheng, if I told him that just now, he would definitely sell me for 1000 yuan, I will remember next time."

Zhao Fan, who was calling the program team of "We Are Friends": "..."

As expected of you, Meng Fu.

"You can pretend to be leaving." Su Cheng thought for a while.

Meng Fu took a sip of his drink and nodded: "That's right, my mother was like this before."

"By the way, there are Xi Nancheng and Ye Shuning in this show." Su Cheng closed the computer and explained to Meng Fu again, "Because Ye Shuning and Chu Yue debuted on the same show, they were invited to this variety show. "

"Understood, I won't cause trouble." Meng Fu raised his hand.

She just wanted to prevent the director from terminating Chu Yue's contract.

**

at the same time.

On Ye Shuning's side, her assistant also received a notice from the director, "Tomorrow we have to leave an hour earlier, why?"

The director team explained that because the program has been changed to the suburbs and no longer in the city center, it is necessary to start early.

"Changed to the suburbs?" Assistant Ye Shuning was taken aback.

But he didn't ask any more questions. With Ye Shuning's current status, he could only follow the arrangement of the program group, not to mention that Ye Shuning's popularity has declined recently. Some people said that she was making trouble.

But fortunately, the talent is maintained well enough, so there is no collapse.

"Sister Shuning, it's a pity that the painting you copied for a week is useless this time." The assistant hung up the phone and looked at Ye Shuning regretfully, "The location is changed to the outskirts of the city. No more, originally this time you will definitely be able to become a big fan."

"Forget it." Ye Shuning also knew that it was a matter of luck.

the next day.

"We Are Friends" variety show started recording.

Ye Shuning's character design has always been maintained very well, and she has always arrived early. The crew met at 7:00 in the morning, and she arrived at the meeting place at 6:30.

Ye Shuning's assistant will come to work, and he has a good relationship with the crew.

"Xiao Fang, I heard that a mysterious guest will join this episode." Ye Shuning came over with a suitcase, and sat down in her lounge first, while her assistant was talking to Ye Shuning's photographer, "Who is it?" what?"

Everyone in this variety show has a photographer.

If the photographer's angle is not good or other, the effect of the variety show will be greatly reduced.

So at the beginning of the show, Ye Shuning's team gave the photographer a lot of benefits.

Because Ye Shuning usually took care of him too much, the photographer didn't hide them, and lowered his voice: "It's Meng Fu."

Ye Shuning was holding a mirror to touch up her makeup, when she heard this, she paused.

Hearing that it was Meng Fu, Ye Shuning's assistant was also stunned: "Why did the program team invite her?"

"I don't know," too many insider photographers didn't know, but he knew another point. After seeing that there were no other people around, the photographer said again, "This time, the ancient street was replaced by a mountain city in the suburbs, which is what they requested. of."

Hearing this sentence, Ye Shuning's hands trembled, and her lipstick got to the corner of her mouth.

There was a chill in his brows and eyes.

Leaving her alone, Ye Shuning's assistant was furious: "Why? The program team changed it to a mountain city to please her? I know, because Meng Fu grew up in the mountains, and the program team is to praise her!"

Ye Shuning tightened the lipstick, then took out a napkin, and wiped the corners of her mouth bit by bit.

The whole lounge fell into silence.

Xi Nancheng saw this scene when he came.

He looked at Ye Shuning and couldn't help laughing, "What's the matter? It's so serious early in the morning."

"Not yet..." Ye Shuning's assistant opened his mouth.

Ye Shuning pursed her lips and closed the lid of the small mirror, "Shut up."

Then he turned to Xi Nancheng, and said lightly, "Mr. Xi, it's fine."

It's just that the eyebrows and eyes are a little mocking.

Said it was all right, but a discerning person saw that something was wrong.

Ye Shuning has always been proud and conceited, Xi Nancheng has never seen her like this, he squinted his eyes, and turned to Ye Shuning's assistant: "Say it directly, don't worry about her."

"This time the itinerary was suddenly changed from the ancient street to the mountain city, without the process of the ancient street."

"I know. The director told me that it was a matter of time conflict. Your drawing is indeed beautiful. There will be another chance next time." Xi Nancheng nodded, he knew about it.

"Where is the time conflict? It's just because the guest this time is Meng Fu. In order to suppress our sister Shuning and create a character for Meng Fu, I went to the mountain city in the suburbs." Ye Shuning's assistant sneered, very angry : "The director dare not tell you the truth!"

"Meng Fu?" Xi Nancheng was in a daze when he heard Meng Fu's name, and then he heard the following words.

The smile on his face faded a little bit.

"It's nothing, it's like this in the entertainment industry, whoever is popular has to accommodate." Ye Shuning put away the compact, "I'm used to it."

Xi Nancheng pursed his lips, and he glanced at Ye Shuning, who closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to say anything more.

Xi Nancheng turned around and went out, only said lightly: "I'll go to the director."

**

Near the starting point, the director is having a meeting with other people at this time.

Xi Nancheng came in and looked directly at the director, "You temporarily changed the script of the variety show this time because of Meng Fu?"

Seeing Xi Nancheng's gaze, the director was taken aback. He changed the script for Meng Fu's sake.

After all, Meng Fu is now a phenomenon-level traffic.

And Zhao Fan also agreed.

"Well, Teacher Xi..." Xi Nancheng has a deep background in the industry, and the director didn't dare to offend him, so he only spoke cautiously.

"Ye Shuning practiced painting for a week for your previous script, and you changed the script just to praise Meng Fu?"

Xi Nancheng sneered.

"I..." The director wiped the cold sweat off his brow.

He never expected that Xi Nancheng would come out at this time.

"Mr. Xi, how about our next issue..."

"For this issue," Xi Nancheng said decisively, "Since you were able to change the script yesterday, you can naturally change it today."

Xi Nancheng couldn't afford to offend him, and Meng Fu's director couldn't afford to offend him even more.

The director is about to cry.

"You call Meng Fu right now." Xi Nancheng didn't back down at all, and swept his eyes sharply: "Is the unspoken rule sneaking up on me?"

His face was livid.

The director couldn't do anything about it. He was indeed the one who decided to change it in the first place. Under Xi Nancheng's watchful eyes, he could only take out his mobile phone and call Zhao Fan.

Over there, the phone rang and was connected.

The director stuttered a bit: "Sister Fan, we may or may have to change this program to the ancient street temporarily, is there any problem with Sister Meng Fu?"

On the other side of the phone, Zhao Fan sat in the back seat, and sat up straight when he heard the words, "Why do you suddenly want to change it at this time?"

I'm going to be recording a show today.

The director was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. Xi Nancheng took the phone in his hand and said coldly: "What? You also know how to be angry and wronged? Why do you want the program crew to change the script? That's why we want to change it. Do you want to change the script?" To create a character for Meng Fu, you can go to other variety shows, this episode will not be in the mountain city, it can only be in the ancient street. You tell Meng Fu not to be too ugly."

**

I'm guilty, you wait, there are still five thousand words.