Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

The person in the passenger seat looked at the president while holding his mobile phone, wondering about his reaction today.

Meng Fu would never forget this face after seeing it once.

The president naturally remembered that he could recognize the person in the crowd as the one he saw yesterday.

After watching it for a while, he finally tilted his head and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are they filming a program in the general association?"

"Yes," the person in the passenger seat hung up the phone, he tried to figure out the chairman's psychology, and said respectfully, "I will notify them to go out."

"That's not necessary," the president waved his hand thoughtfully, "Go back to the office first."

**

Here, the Honor Roll of Meng Fu and others has finally been visited.

The director didn't enter the country right now, and held up a big sign that said——

[It's time to go to class! 】

They don't have a specific script today, but they have a specific process. The content of the program is too boring. The process is determined by the director and the main guests of this episode.

After holding up the sign, he looked at the trending searches on his phone from ear to ear.

It's really God's plan to make his show popular.

There are four people in the program group, each of whom has a degree of topicality. Although Meng Fu has a lot of black fans, she is considered popular now, and she is also a topical character. The most important thing in the first issue is Sheng Jun.

The live broadcast continues to shoot down.

Behind them is the studio, and the teacher who taught them has arrived at the scene.

For the sake of fun, the program group divided the four people into two groups.

Meng Fu is in Li Qingning's group, and Che Shao Shengjun is in a group. In these two groups, Sheng Jun and Li Qingning are more likely to drive the atmosphere.

They take classes in the studio, and the teacher who teaches them is a sketch teacher.

The lesson is to draw three apples.

"Just draw the outlines of these three apples. After the drawing, everyone can move around freely, and I will give everyone a score." The teacher is slightly fat, and he smiles very kindly. He holds a paintbrush and teaches these four students. Talked about the main points of attention and introductory knowledge.

"Mr. Li, you can take care of the dinner tonight." Sheng Jun took the paintbrush and looked at Li Qingning with a smile.

Although Sheng Jun studied Chinese painting, compared to the other three, she was considered some disciples after all.

The program group set a requirement for which group loses and which group cooks at night.

【It's another day for my younger brother to lie down and win. 】

[Ms. Li is too miserable to be in a group with Meng Fu. It can be seen that Mr. Li has some skills. 】

[Whoever teams up with Meng Fu will be unlucky. 】

【…】

"We don't have to cook at night, Meng Fu, right?" Li Qingning is an old man after all, and he is very tolerant of newcomers. He smiled at Sheng Jun's invitation to stand, and looked back at Meng Fu.

Meng Fu nodded, "Yes, so Mr. Li, you have to work hard."

Li Qingning: "...??"

【Fuck hahahahaha】

[This is a familiar scene. 】

【Teacher Li finally encountered the huge bottleneck in his career——Meng Fu. 】

[Brother Fu, be more sober, you are the one who needs to work hard! 】

The teacher is from the painting association, and the lectures are interesting and informative, and are very short. Meng Fu listened very carefully during his lecture.

Li Qingning also took a small notebook to take notes.

"Which five basic tones are there?" The teacher spoke quickly, but Li Qingning didn't hear clearly, and asked Meng Fu in a low voice.

After asking, he felt that he had asked the wrong person. Just as he was about to raise his hand to ask the teacher, he heard the answer——

"Mid-tones, highlights, reflections, shadows, light-dark lines."

Li Qingning: "...he spoke so quickly, how did you write it down?"

Not to mention Li Qingning, even the barrage was very surprised. Except for the professional sketchers on the barrage, they basically remembered the highlight and reflective projection. They didn't understand the middle color and the borderline of darkness.

The teacher had already said about the basics of sketching. Meng Fu glanced at Li Qingning, and she said politely: "It's like this when you are a little older. Teacher Li, don't worry too much. If you need it, I can give you a sketch." A bottle of refreshing perfume."

Li Qingning: "..."

He smiled politely, then turned around cursingly and wrote down the five points.

【Hahahahaha】

[Teacher Li: You poor entertainer, next one. 】

[Thump the table! This group is so funny, I don't want to do my homework anymore! 】

[Ms. Li, Meng Fu is eighteen this year, you are two rounds older than her! You must bear this blame! 】

[hhhh I actually like Meng Fu, and I have to say, she looks really boring. 】

After the teacher finished the class, he let them draw freely, and then handed over to him after the painting was finished.

Li Qingning seriously picked up the brush and began to draw apples.

He drew for about twenty minutes, outlining more than half of the apple, and then got up to see how Meng Fu was doing.

Looking over, Meng Fu was admiring other finished paintings in the studio that had not been confiscated.

Li Qingning walked behind her, she was looking at a portrait sketch, he said quietly: "Little friend... tell me what are you doing again? Have you given up struggling?"

"Don't look at me like this." Meng Fu flicked the hair on his shoulders, tilted his head and smiled lazily, "Teacher Li, I will finish the painting sooner than you."

Li Qingning paused, and then continued to look at her quietly: "That's not necessary, just think about what to cook tonight."

He went back to his drawing board angrily, and said to the camera on the drawing board: "Friends in the audience, my teammates have given up struggling after seeing the powerful enemy, but I can't, I can't let the director find a chance to detain me salary!"

[Give up, Teacher Li, there is Jun Sheng on the opposite side, you can't. 】

[Ha ha ha ha, you're so fucking laughing! 】

[This live broadcast will kill me laughing one day hah]

On the other side, Meng Fu was still looking at other sketches, and she also smiled at the camera, "I hope Teacher Li is okay."

【I hope Teacher Li is okay (put your hands together)】

【Hope the director of the program group is okay (put your hands together)】

【I hope the Painting Association is fine (put your hands together)】

The barrage is very unified, but there are also discordant——

[Just now, she pretended to be listening to the class seriously, but now she has to reveal her true nature, can she not pretend? 】

【What exactly is Meng Fu doing? Sheng Jun next door is almost finished. 】

[Sure enough, people are more popular than people. 】

After half an hour, I wandered around the studio and finally stopped to start sketching.

Li Qingning's split-screen barrage was full of "Mr. Li, you are so moved, Meng Fu has started to draw!"

Li Qingning had already drawn more than half of it, and when he saw this, he immediately got up and came to Meng Fu's place. Meng Fu traced seven dots on the paper. He didn't understand what she was doing, but it didn't hinder his approval in the slightest.

"Well done," Li Qingning glanced around, and then said, "You don't have time, I'll sharpen some pencils for you."

Sketching requires pencils of various thicknesses, such as 2b and 6b.

Before Meng Fu could say anything, Li Qingning picked up the pencil and sat next door.

Meng Fu could only tell him to be careful.

Li Qingning waved his hand, while sharpening the pencil slowly, while looking at the bullet screen on his side.

"What do you mean I'm lazy and don't want to draw anymore? I just want to help others," Li Qingning looked at the barrage and continued, "Next question."

The barrage flashed across.

He was cutting, and Sheng Jun next door watched their progress.

"Have you finished painting?" Li Qingning looked at Sheng Jun in disbelief.

"Not yet." Sheng Jun shook his head, looked at Li Qingning's painting, surprised, "Ms. Li's painting is pretty good."

"Average." Li Qingning was modest.

Barrage--

[Fart, you just said that you can draw better than the teacher! 】

While the two were talking, someone knocked on the door outside, and a young man entered the studio.

It was not within the scope of the program group's plan, so the program group gave a long view, no close-up, he just looked at Sheng Jun, and said: "Sister Sheng Jun, the teacher just came back, he is at the vice president's place, please go over immediately."

Surprise overflowed on Sheng Jun's face, "I'll go right away!"

Barrage--

[Fuck the vice meeting! ! ! 】

[Vice President of the General Painting Association! Miss Sheng Jun, can you take us with you? ! ! 】

[I also want to see the bosses of the General Painting Association up close! ! 】

[It's for the World Youth Championship. I heard that there are people from the Beijing General Association. I'm admiring them. They are not in the same class as us at all. 】

When Sheng Jun went out, the director of the program group also went crazy. He quickly called the planner: "Go to contact Sheng Jun's manager and ask if you can follow me!"

If it was someone else, the director of the program group would follow along without asking any questions, but this is the painting association, they dare not be presumptuous.

Everyone in the studio and live broadcast room was in a mess, only Meng Fu was seriously drawing.

Just at this moment, the cell phone in Meng Fu's hand rang.

The live broadcast tried to ensure the authenticity of daily life, their mobile phones would not be put away, and Che Shao even answered a call from his mother in the car.

Meng Fu looked down at the caller——

President.

She pressed the mic off her collar with one hand, and picked up the phone with the other.

**

I really have a lot, don't believe me, so at the end of the month, can you give me a free evaluation ticket, if not, I will ask again tomorrow...