Netizens at this stage are like this, listening to the wind is the wave.

There is also a kind of sympathy for the weak that most people have, moral kidnapping for no reason.

There is often a state where a night passes and public opinion reverses instantly.

There are radical fans of Meng Fu, and there are also die-hard fans of Jiang Xinran who have been fans before, after all, Jiang Xinran, a member of the Painting Association, is still very capable of bluffing.

Jiang Xinran hasn't said anything to the program team yet.

Fans have already orgasm...

Passers-by who don't know the situation come in a little bit, and it is like a big star bullying an amateur who has not debuted.

Jiang Xinran put away her mobile phone, took a deep breath, pursed her lips and walked to the emergency room, looking at the situation, her expression was not very good, halfway, Tong Eryu called her, Jiang Xinran picked it up, and Tong Eryu's clear voice rang on the other end of the phone: "We will be here tomorrow." ”

Jiang Xinran participated in such an important national exhibition for the first time, and the Tong family and the Luo family had already obtained internal tickets.

Old artists from all over the world come to the national exhibition, as well as a few people from the Federation.

In such an important exhibition, the Luo family will not give up this opportunity to increase contacts, not to mention, Jiang Xinran also has a booth and interviews.

After Tong Eryu finished speaking, Jiang Xinran here did not speak.

He realized something was wrong, "What's wrong?" ”

"The linkage between the program team and the booth is gone," Jiang Xinran said softly, she looked ahead, "Obviously, I said it before, but the program team said that it was gone, which disappointed you and Mr. Luo." ”

Jiang Xinran said last time he went back, and there was a sudden change at this time, Tong Eryu frowned, "Is it a problem from the program team?" ”

Jiang Xinran didn't say anything.

On the other end of the phone, Tong Eryu nodded, "I know." ”

**

Yang Hua went out and just came back, and Mrs. Yang didn't know what it was when she saw that she was holding a box in her hand.

Mrs. Yang used to mix in the noble women's group, but now she follows Yang Hua and occasionally watches TV and variety shows.

An hour after Yang Hua went out, she also swiped Weibo, of course, she was different from other people's Weibo.

She swiped Weibo, searched for Meng Fu directly, and after reading all of Meng Fu's Weibo, she quit Weibo directly.

happened to brush Jiang Xinran's Weibo, and she frowned.

The major marketing accounts are vampires, as long as they see Meng Fu's Weibo, they will directly forward it to rub the heat, and things are getting more and more intense, Meng Fu has a huge fan base, although most of them are rational fans, but there are also some extreme fans, and they are torn up with Jiang Xinran.

This is the first time in history that an amateur can tear up with the top.

Passers-by were preconceived, and many of the people standing on the side of Jiang Xinran said at every turn-

[You have the ability, you also take an interview and a booth? ] If you can't get it, close the microphone. 】

Mrs. Yang stood in front of a cluster of flowers, angry, "Ah Fu can use it to suppress her? I asked Yang Lai to chase 100 million yuan for the National Exhibition! ”

This kind of exhibition has a clear investment, after all, it is held by the Painting Association, there are countless investments, and Yang Lai also has investment, so Mrs. Yang has a ticket in her hand, this time Yang Hua came, she also suddenly thought that there was a famous exhibition here.

Yang Hua didn't know what she was thinking, and when she heard that Mrs. Yang wanted to invest, she tilted her head, "Why invest 100 million?" ”

"Buy a booth for Ah Fu," Mrs. Yang said lightly, and had already switched back to WeChat to discuss with Yang Lai, "What are these things?" ”

She told Yang Hua the reason.

Yang Hua was silent for a moment, and then spoke, "Don't buy a booth, this 100 million has been spent, and Ah Fu will definitely have to worry about it for a year." ”

"Then let them talk?" Mrs. Yang looked at this Weibo, and felt uncomfortable, "This 100 million is not a loss, we also happen to want to cooperate with the Painting Association in an exhibition of the Federation, killing two birds with one stone." ”

The main thing is what these netizens said, Mrs. Yang looked really angry, and she finally understood why there were so many trolls on the Internet.

Yang Hua looked at Mrs. Yang, knowing that she might not be moved, "You go to discuss with Zhao Fan?" In case they have other plans on their side. ”

Also, Meng Fu is not an ordinary person, she is first and foremost a star.

Mrs. Yang went to communicate with Zhao Fan first.

Mrs. Yang went on the phone with Zhao Fan.

Yang Hua opened his box, there was nothing else in the box, it was a box of black soil, as soon as he opened it, he could smell the smell of soil, this soil was different from ordinary black soil, some of the lumps were very hard.

Yang Hua spread out the black soil and put it under the window of the hotel, so that the sun could shine directly.

After doing this, Mrs. Yang also came back," Xiao Zhao said that they had an arrangement. ”

After she finished speaking, she looked at Yang Hua's black soil, and she also looked surprised, "What kind of soil is this?" ”

Yang Hua was a little breezy and light, "Go back and plant some flowers." ”

Mrs. Yang bent down slightly and looked at the soil, "This soil is so hard that it can absorb nutrients?" ”

"I haven't planted it for two years, but it should be okay," Yang Hua reached out and touched the soil, paused, and said quietly, "I have to open a business to pay off my debts." ”

"Paying off debts?" Mrs. Yang didn't understand.

"It's nothing," Yang Hua changed the topic, "There are several kinds of medicinal flowers in Xiangcheng, which are very beautiful and rare, I will take you to see them in the afternoon." ”

Yang Hua knew too much about these flowers, Mrs. Yang looked at Yang Hua, thinking that Yang Hua had told herself that she was planting flowers before, and she knew more about these flowers than the gardener invited by Mrs. Yang: "You can't really be a florist, right?" ”

Yang Hua thought for a moment, "Maybe, right?" ”

Mrs. Yang nodded, no wonder she changed her name to Yang Hua.

While the two were talking, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Who's coming at this time?" Mrs. Yang went to open the door.

The one who knocked on the door was the hotel waiter, who was holding a small bag and smiled, "May I ask if it is Miss Yang?" You have a courier desk to sign for you. ”

Mrs. Yang didn't buy anything, she asked Yang Hua, "Is it yours?" ”

Yang Hua came out and took the express, "Yes, thank you." ”

"I had the flower seeds sent." Yang Hua opened the courier and took out a very finely packaged white flower seed inside.

In addition to the flower seeds, there are also some delicate tools inside.

Mrs. Yang watched Yang Hua sitting on the table and using these tools to process the flower seeds, and felt very novel.

These tools were not the same as those used by the gardeners she hired.

Mrs. Yang sat on the side, looking at Yang Hua who was handling the flower seeds, Mrs. Yang thought about it, and always felt that Yang Hua looked a little mysterious now.

**

Meanwhile.

At the hotel where Su Di and others lived, Zhao Fanzheng was communicating with Yan Langfeng's assistant about this incident on Weibo.

"We rejected the linkage of the program group," Fang Yi was still busy at this time, but Zhao Fan was very patient, "Because you said that Miss Meng didn't want to participate in the linkage." ”

Zhao Fan didn't know much about the Xiang Association and the Painting Association, so he only asked, "Does Brother Fu have a booth?" ”

"She must have it," Fang Yi didn't quite understand the reason why Zhao Fan asked, but he still told the truth, "In addition to the C to A levels of our booth, there is also a specific booth, the master booth." This year, three exhibition halls were opened, and each exhibition hall had a master booth, for those of the Art Association, and the president's booth was for Miss Meng, who was originally the first in the A exhibition, because she moved to the master exhibition, there was one more position in the A category. ”

"There are only two paintings in this year's master exhibition, because the famous works of these masters are basically sent to the federation, and their paintings have not been applied for in the national exhibition."

"These two paintings ......" Fang Yi paused for a moment, and said a little strangely, "It's all ours." ”

The exhibition also established the status of these painters in their respective fields.

The master exhibition is naturally a status symbol.

Therefore, if I didn't apply for a painting, I would rather leave it empty than put it out.

Yan Langfeng didn't paint this year, but this year, he helped both of his apprentices apply for the master exhibition, which was definitely a shock to the painting world.

However, He Xiyuan doesn't care about this matter, and the current painting association can't even see others.

Not to mention Meng Fu, who has been in the entertainment industry.

But there must always be someone to come out to support the scene, right?

The National Exhibition is full of celebrities from all over the world, except for the people in Exhibition A, who have a small interview, and always find someone from the Master Exhibition to support the scene.

The people of the National Exhibition begged Yan Langfeng for a long time, and Yan Langfeng reluctantly agreed to contact the two apprentices.

Zhao Fan: "......"

She didn't understand what the master exhibitions were, but she knew that they sounded a little awesome.

The two paintings are both by Yan Langfeng's apprentices, one is Meng Fu, and the other must be Meng Fu's senior brother.

It has absolutely nothing to do with Jiang Xinran.

She was comfortable.

Zhao Fan hung up the phone, put the computer aside, and called the people in the studio, this time he was much calmer: "Didn't Jiang Xinran have no clarification over there, you don't have to worry about it." ”

Just like to rub the heat so much?

Okay, let you rub.

Jiang Xinran may not know that Ye Shuning, who was the last one to rub Meng Fu's popularity, has fallen outside the 36th line!

**

Meng Fu was still in the emergency room.

After receiving a patient with a food virus, the emergency room became less crowded, and Meng Fu saw Dr. Chen talking to the nurse in the hallway.

The nurse took note of Dr. Chen's words and left directly.

Dr. Tan left work early today because he had an important operation tomorrow and he needed to get off work early to rest.

After chatting with the nurse, Dr. Chan saw Meng Fu.

Meng Fu pressed off the headset and went directly to Dr. Chen.

Dr. Chan also pressed the headset.

The photographer didn't come close to them.

"Qiao Le and I don't go into the operating room, fourth-level surgery is rare, it's a waste for the two of us, Qiao Le is unqualified on the operating table, I'm an artist." Meng Fu stopped in the hallway and raised his eyes.

Dr. Chen put away the pen in his hand, he looked at Meng Fu and pursed his lips, "You want me to change it?" ”

"Just advice." Meng Fu was unhurried.

Dr. Chan didn't reply to her, but said, "I read the paper." ”

Meng Fu raised his eyebrows, "Then you still choose me to see a fourth-level surgery?" ”

Dr. Chan stopped talking, he pressed the microphone back, "Besides, I'm going to see someone." ”

"Oh," Meng Fu also pressed back the microphone and said lightly, "Goodbye then." ”

She watched Dr. Chen leave, and the photographer followed, Meng Fu thought casually, could it be a flying guest?

That's weird.

Dr. Chen left, and Meng Fu went directly to the ward to meet with Qiao Lehui and rebuild Xiao Wei.

When Meng Fu arrived at the ward, the other four people had already arrived, except for Jiang Xinran, who had been silent and did not speak, the other three people were talking about something together with great interest.

Qiao Le was holding Xiao Wei's case in her hand, and when she saw Meng Fu, she hurriedly said, "The head nurse said that we have an observer in this issue. ”

This issue should be graded in conjunction with the papers from the previous issue.

The new observer is about the same as the head nurse in the previous issue, and his score is also very important.

Song Jia and Gao Mian attached great importance to it, but Meng Fu didn't come for the offer, so he didn't pay attention to it, but Dr. Chen should have gone to see the new reviewer: "Hmm." ”

She took Qiao Le's case.

"Okay, let's not discuss it," the new head nurse clapped his hands directly when he saw that everyone was there, "Let's treat the two patients first." ”

Several people are already familiar with needles.

Hearing this, Qiao Le picked up the needle bag and looked at the head nurse, "Head nurse, who is the new observer?" Can't reveal it at all? ”

"Can you reveal a little bit," the new head nurse smiled slightly, "The other party is from the Chinese medicine base." ”

Qiao Le glared directly, "I'll go!" ”

Gao Mian also raised his head suddenly, "It's actually someone there?" ”

Even Song Jia, who has always been calm, was very surprised.

The base of traditional Chinese medicine is a holy place of medicine in China and one of the three key bases in China.

Obviously, the program team can invite people from the TCM base, which means that this offer is even higher than imagined, and it is possible to ......

It is an offer of a TCM base.

Otherwise, this reviewer would not be sent directly.

"Everyone, behave well." The head nurse glanced at Meng Fu and looked slightly surprised.

The people in the ward, except Meng Fu, were as calm as a bystander.

The head nurse withdrew her gaze.

Slightly surprised.

Today, Dr. Chen was not there, and after treating the two people in the ward, Meng Fu and the others went directly to the cafeteria to eat.

Qiao Le went to help Meng Fu cook in advance, and Meng Fu went with her.

Gao Mian looked at Meng Fu, and then sat opposite Qiao Le with a rice bowl.

Jiang Xinran followed and sat next to Gao Mian.

The position was opposite the six people, Qiao Le sat in the middle on the left, Song Jia sat next to her, and on the other side of her was Meng Fu's bowl.

Meng Fu was holding a mobile phone to call Yang Lai, and her voice could be heard, "Uncle......"

Hearing that it was the rich uncle, Qiao Le hurriedly looked at her.

The camera also took a close-up shot of Meng Fu.

Meng Fu called Yang Lai, but he didn't pay attention to the dinner table and sat next to Qiao Le.

It is just opposite Jiang Xinran.

Jiang Xinran originally lowered her head to eat, but when she saw Meng Fu sitting down while talking on the phone, her hand holding the chopsticks tightened.

She stood up suddenly.

"Thorn-"

Very harsh the sound of chairs rubbing against floor tiles.

It seemed to be venting her dissatisfaction.

Gao Mian beside him was the first to look over, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, the air is bad." Jiang Xinran smiled and shook her head, still very gentle, she picked up her meal, got up, and sat on the other side of Gao Mian.

wrote his disgust for Meng Fu on his limbs.

Others originally thought that Jiang Xinran was in trouble, but as soon as Meng Fu came, she immediately changed her position.

Go without saying.

"Smack-"

Qiao Le dropped his chopsticks.

She raised her head and looked at Jiang Xinran beside Gao Mian: "Very hateful of the rich? ”

Gao Mian and Song Jia obviously didn't expect that there would be such a development.

The two looked at each other.

Jiang Xinran was stunned, she didn't expect Meng Fu to make a sound, but Qiao Le beside her made a sound, she looked up, looked at Qiao Le, and smiled: "No." ”

"Then why are you so yin and yang?" Qiao Le looked at Jiang Xinran, "Is it okay to have something to say?" ”

Such obvious nausea, Qiao Le couldn't stand it.

After speaking, Qiao Le turned his head and looked at the photographer, "Can you stop recording?" We take care of some personal matters. ”

The photographer looked at each other and finally put his hand down.

Qiao Le turned his head and looked at Jiang Xinran.

Gao Mian also paused, he had a very good impression of Jiang Xinran, and played a round, "Xinran, are there any misunderstandings between the two of you, and if there is a misunderstanding, let's talk about it......"

"There was no misunderstanding." Jiang Xinran held the chopsticks and bit his lips tightly.

She said that there was no misunderstanding, but this kind of appearance, as if there was a big misunderstanding.

"Meng Fu," Gao Mian pursed his lips, he looked at Meng Fu, "Xinran...... What's wrong with her? ”

Meng Fu ate coldly, and looked up at Gao Mian, "Do you think I look like a hundred thousand why?" ”

Gao Mian was a little embarrassed.

Song Jia looked at Meng Fu, and then said to Jiang Xinran, "Xinran, Meng Fu is very good, there must be a misunderstanding between you, and it will be clear after explaining." ”

Even Song Jia spoke up, Gao Mian nodded hurriedly and made a round, "Yes, misunderstanding." ”

are all talking for Meng Fu.

Jiang Xinran didn't know what was wrong.

Why did you come back this time, it's all Meng Fu.

"The linkage between the program team and the national exhibition was canceled by you, right?" Jiang Xinran looked directly at Meng Fu: "It's because the program team has customized the program for me." ”

Meng Fu twisted his eyebrows: "What linkage?" ”

Jiang Xinran bit his lip, "You don't know what you did yourself?" It has spread on Weibo. ”

Meng Fu glanced at her, opened Weibo, and a Weibo of "Meng Fu is careful" was launched.

She clicked in, and at a glance she probably knew what had happened.

Meng Fu laughed angrily: "I won't let you linkage?" ”

Jiang Xinran didn't speak, she bit her lip, "I didn't say that." ”

"Don't you just want the program team to do the linkage?" Meng Fu pulled out the chair, stood up, looked down at Jiang Xinran, and said lightly: "Okay, meet you." ”

That's how she called the Painting Association.