Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Meng Fu was calmer than her, only looked at the president, thought for a while, then took a step forward, "Draw two casually."

Seeing that Meng Fu really picked up the brush, as if about to draw, Zhao Fan froze for a moment, then trembled in fear.

How dare she be the face of this family?

Meng Fu only held the paintbrush and drew two strokes of thick ink. She has always drawn casually, but now at this time, her painting style became more casual, and she drew a dry well with moss beside it.

I only used different shades of ink to outline the color, but I changed three pens.

There is a pen in the ink, and a bone in the color.

Meng Fu painted this painting simply, and it wasn't too complicated, so it didn't take long.

The president was standing beside her, Zhao Fan was nervous and sweaty palms, but she swayed freely, it seemed that she didn't feel nervous at all.

When she was writing, the president was watching from the side. Ever since Meng Fu and the others came in, the president's face had been calm, with a bit of solemnity that no one could peep at.

After Meng Fu finished writing, the expression on his face was obviously stunned, and the calmness on his face was also torn a little, and a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes as deep as ancient pools.

When Meng Fu was halfway through the painting, the staff who placed pens and ink beside the president were also dumbfounded.

Half of them can already see some things, the strength of character, the use of ink and color, and a person's skills and talents.

Meng Fu's age is the golden age in the painting association. People of this age in the painting association have just started their painting journey, and the age of 20 to 30 is the age of leaps and bounds.

Therefore, the World Youth Championship only requires young people under the age of twenty.

Half an hour later, Meng Fu's dry well moss was finally finished, occupying only the lower right corner of the rice paper.

Looking at its strength of character, it is similar to the picture of the dead wood old man.

The president compared the two paintings for a long while before he finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at Meng Fu: "I heard that you have studied painting for less than a year?"

"I've been watching Taoist priests painting on the mountain since I was a child, and I've been fascinated by it." Meng Fu casually put down his brush.

The president nodded, looking at Meng Fu, his eyes became much gentler, "Then you would like to join the painting association?"

He said, and asked people to pour tea for Meng Fu and Zhao Fan.

The two exchanged glances with each other, and beside him, Zhao Fan, who had received the tea from the staff, was completely speechless and just stared at Meng Fu in a daze.

"It's okay if you don't want to for the time being," the president smiled, and he took out a wooden sign and handed it to Meng Fu, "This is my token, with this wooden sign, you can enter the museum of the National Painting Association at will, Listen to the lectures at will, and if you have an idea, you can come to me again."

Meng Fu took the wooden sign.

The wooden sign is brown, with the word "Ouyang" faintly printed on it.

Next to it are intricate patterns.

"Can these two paintings be kept in the painting association?" The president looked at the painting that had just been painted.

Compared to Master, this person is really discerning, Meng Fu rubbed his nose, "Yes."

The president asked the painting to dry and put it away, then smiled: "We will keep the painting on the third floor of the General Association Library, do you have a seal, leave a seal."

"No, that's it." Meng Fu squeezed his wrist.

The president smiled, and didn't bother with this matter, and personally sent Meng Fu downstairs.

After leaving the painting association, Zhao Fan took the car key and opened the car door. She turned her head in a daze and looked at Meng Fu, not knowing what to say: "How can you still paint?"

Meng Fu leaned back in his chair, with his arms casually resting on the car window, lazily raised his eyes, and glanced at Zhao Fan: "This is not really good at painting, it's far from it."

"The president of the general painting association has personally invited you to join the painting association. Is this too far away?" Zhao Fan pressed the steering wheel with one hand, and he couldn't calm down at the moment, "This is the president of the general painting association. I didn't expect I can still see him..."

Zhao Fan thumped the steering wheel and remembered something, "You should have agreed to join the Painting Association just now. The Painting Association is second only to the Fragrance Association. If you join the Painting Association, there will be a lot less black spots on the Internet..."

"What are you thinking about?" Meng Fu scolded her with a smile, "I'm still in debt."

Thinking about the upcoming live broadcast, Zhao Fan restrained his words.

She just looked at Meng Fu strangely. If it were any other star, today Meng Fu would be a popular search for going to the painting association, talking to the president would be a popular search, the content of the painting would be a hot search, and the wooden sign would be a hot search...

Can go to Mengfu...

Nothing.

**

Soon, Meng Fu's variety show will be here.

Zhao Fan was talking about the script of this variety show to Meng Fu, "This is a show that combines leisure and tasks. Because it is a live broadcast, the program team is also afraid of accidents. Each episode revolves around different guests. The first episode It was at Sheng Jun's house, the main event of the first phase was arranged by Sheng Jun, and it was broadcast live on the Tianhe app, with the official footage and the four of you's sub-cameras."

Meng Fu gestured "OK" to show his understanding.

"Brother Cheng is also there during the live broadcast, if you encounter any trouble, please remember to signal to Brother Cheng." Zhao Fan still explained.

Zhao Fan was worried about this live show before it came.

All the way to Sheng Jun's house.

Sheng Jun's family lived in a small villa in the suburbs, with its own garden and yard. When they reached the gate, the car stopped and signaled Meng Fu to get out of the car alone.

"Meng Fu, you have to remember that this is a live broadcast, and your words and deeds will be magnified on the screen." Zhao Fan instructed again in a low voice.

Su Cheng wore a mask and peaked cap, followed the staff from a distance, and glanced at her.

inside the house.

Li Qingning and Sheng Jun Che Shao are both there.

The three of them knew about it from the official announcement, and there was also internal news, so it was not surprising.

Meng Futan did a good job at work, except for Zhao Fan and Tang Ze, even the fans didn't know that she was going to participate in this variety show.

All three are important figures in the circle.

After all, Li Qingning was invited by the program team, and he was always casual. Seeing that the last guest hadn't arrived, he couldn't help poking his head out the door: "Who is the last guest? Do you know?"

Sheng Jun is wearing home clothes. She has a bright personality and seems to be able to get along with anyone, "I don't know who it is? I'm looking forward to it. It would be great if there is another handsome guy like Che Shao. Che Shao, don't you think so?"

Che Shao, who was suddenly cueed, was studying the teapot on the table. Hearing this, he seemed to smile, but didn't speak.

[Look at my brother's stupid appearance, so cute! 】

【Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo the most handsome brother! 】

【Sheng Jun is laughing at me to death】

[Sheng Jun, you should at least restrain yourself in front of strangers, and bring up your ladylike side hahahaha]

[It would be great if the last guest was Yi Tong! 】

[What are you thinking, Yi Tong will come to participate in this variety show? 】

[Who is the last guest! My curiosity, the dog program group is always a dog! 】

【…】

The show started on time at eight o'clock, and there were already 7 million people online at the moment.

Li Qingning looked at the camera seriously, and complained: "I don't know who is the last unlucky person who was cheated by the director, let us look forward to it."

Che Shao reminded, "Teacher Li, live broadcast."

"Pull off the upper part, let's start over." Li Qingning smiled again.

As he said, the camera inside the house had already captured the face of the woman who pushed open the door of the cabin.

The bullet screen frantically brushed up again.

[Who is this? 】

[Meng Fu? She dares to accept this variety show? ! 】

[Ah, ah, sister! ! ! 】

[Ah, ah, it turned out to be Brother Fu! Why is there no news at all! Brother Fu has a bright future! ! 】

[Sister, what sister, wait for your family's master to collapse, let's take off your fans! 】

[How can she be on this show? 】

[I've been looking forward to it for a long time, at least give an artist who is in the same rank as Sheng Jun, but it turned out to be her? Hematemesis! 】

【I'm afraid I can't keep up with the times. I don't know who this person is. Let someone give me some science. 】

[Meng Fu, the winner of "Best Idol", is a very popular person recently. This is a star's daily program, why invite her? What will she do? As a vase? Laughing at me, I don't understand why the best idol has a high school dropout as number one. Even if the program group wanted to create a topic, there was no need to invite her. A good program was ruined by her alone. 】

【…】

There was a heated discussion on the bullet screen, and on the live broadcast page, the faceless director was already speaking with a loudspeaker.

"The four guests have arrived, and now we are starting to broadcast the program normally. We will follow Teacher Sheng's daily routine for this episode. The first stop is to attend classes at the Painting Association. You heard me right, it is the Painting Association!"

**

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Ah, happy 520 kids, come on and get out of the order (but it’s not necessary)