There are indeed B-level and A-level booths in the exhibition.

These Jiang stewards also know because of Jiang Xinran, but these A-level and B-level booths are for some people who have made achievements in the industry and have a certain reputation and qualifications.

A C-level booth like Jiang Xinran, who can enter the provincial level in less than twenty, is already a rare genius.

B-level and A-level booths can be on if you want to?

Is this Chinese cabbage?

"Miss Meng, you may not know it, this is different from the entertainment industry, anyone in the entertainment industry can enter, but in the art world, this level of booth is not something you can take if you want to." Steward Jiang smiled.

Meng Fu didn't pay attention to him, just remembered something and looked at Jiang Quan.

Jiang Quan was thinking about whether there was a painting teacher in the circle, and noticed her eyes: "What's wrong?" ”

Meng Fu touched his chin with his fingers, "Just ...... Did you really do a DNA test two years ago? ”

"You're talking nonsense again, thinking nonsense," Jiang Quan heard Meng Fu's words, and felt that she suspected that she was not biological because of Yu Zhenling's words, and he was a little angry: "The appraisal was done by your mother who took it to the hospital with her own hands, and I have also shown you the report, can it be fake?" ”

"Don't be angry," Meng Fu reached out and patted Jiang Quan's shoulder, she licked her lips and smiled: "I'll just ask casually." ”

Jiang Quan looked at the furnishings in the house through her, and from his point of view, it was very simple.

Meng Fu arrived home safely, and Jiang Quan went downstairs.

When he turned around, he subconsciously glanced at Meng Fu's opposite door, and there was an iron door opposite, and nothing was posted on the door.

The environment of this community is really not good, the security guards are lazy, there is almost no curfew, and Meng Fu lives alone.

Jiang Quan was a little worried about the security of the community.

When he returned to Jiang's house, he was still thinking about this question.

Yu Zhenling asked more questions while applying the mask.

"I'm worried about Fu'er's accommodation, her community is still the house she rented two years ago, the old community, the security is not very good, I don't worry about her." Jiang Quan spoke.

"If you don't live at home, if you live outside, she doesn't go to school, what campus does she live in, you have to worry about it." Yu Zhenling patted the mask on her face.

"I want her to move to Xinran." Jiang Quan pondered for a moment.

Speaking of which, Jiang Xinran often lives outside, she won the high school entrance examination, Yu Zhenling was pleased that she did so well in the exam, and personally bought a single-family house next to the first middle school, and also matched a servant.

Jiang Xinran will be there when she makes up for evening classes and breaks at noon, so that Jiang Xinran can study with peace of mind, Yu Zhenling has invested a lot of money.

"Don't come nonsense, Xin Ran often paints there, it's still an important period in the third year of high school, I don't dare to disturb Xin Ran." Yu Zhenling frowned, what else did she want to say, thinking about Jiang Quan, she lowered her eyebrows again, sighed, and showed weakness: "If you want her to go, let her go, just one point, you can't make noise about work and study." ”

**

Following.

Six o'clock in the morning.

The black-clothed man stood outside Meng Fu's door.

There were a bunch of flyers and advertisements posted on Meng Fu's door, and people who watched them were dazzled.

He knocked on the door three times without squinting, but no one answered.

Dahan withdrew his hand and looked back at Su Cheng: "This Miss Meng shouldn't have gotten up yet, you go back first, I'll wait here for ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Su Cheng, who had his hands on his chest and leaning on the handrail of the stairs, looking downstairs.

The big man was stunned for a moment, and then looked over, but didn't see anything, and after about a few seconds, he finally saw a head with a black baseball cap.

Don't look at the face, this lazy and somewhat glamorous quality is Meng Fu's right.

Meng Fu took off his cap, took off the Bluetooth headset on the other side, and looked up: "I'm sorry, I met a troublesome uncle downstairs." ”

Su Cheng was still leaning on the stairs, he was wearing a shirt today, he didn't tie a tie, but the buttons were neatly buttoned to the last grain, cold and noble, and his eyes were a little cold when he looked at random, and he still looked like when he first saw him: "It's okay." ”

Meng Fu smiled, didn't say anything, opened the door and went in to get what he needed.

The big man in black waited for her to go in, and then looked at Su Cheng, and his voice was very small: "Brother Cheng, did you just hear the sound of Miss Meng going upstairs?" ”

The man in black fell into deep self-doubt, just now Meng Fu went upstairs, he was real......

I didn't hear a sound.

It shouldn't be.

Su Cheng glanced at him shallowly, "Laifu should be able to hear it." ”

The man in black: "......"

I feel offended.

**

"His name is Su Di," Su Cheng waited for Meng Fu to finish taking the things before sending her to the company, and introduced him to the big man in black, "I may have something to do recently, I'm not here, if you have something urgent, look for him." ”

Hearing Su Cheng's words, the man in black looked in the rearview mirror in shock.

Soon arrived at the training camp of Meng Fu's "Best Idol".

Su Cheng took a black mask from his pocket, put it on for himself, and accompanied Meng Fu inside.

There are many shots in the program group, and Su Cheng will wear a mask wherever there is a camera.

However, he has such a good appearance and temperament, not to mention that in this program group, he is also rare in the entertainment industry, unique, and it is troublesome not to wear a mask.

"Brother Cheng, you're here." Zhao Fan kept holding his mobile phone and waited for the two of them at the door, and finally saw the two of them coming, so he breathed a sigh of relief, "Hurry up and go in, Teacher Xi is here early in the morning!" ”

"Got it, Sister Zhao." Meng Fu raised his hand.

When entering the camera area, Su Cheng stopped.

Meng Fu waved his hand to the back, said goodbye to Su Cheng, and before he left, a faint voice came from behind, unhurried: "Meng Fu." ”

His voice is also soft, like the wind blowing across the lake, as soft as the warm winter sun, even if it is not voice-controlled, it will sound good.

Meng Fu put his hand in his pocket and turned his head, raising his eyebrows: "Huh? ”

Su Cheng's smile was a little shallow: "If you don't want to participate in the draft anymore, you can leave at any time." ”

Meng Fu smiled and didn't reply.

Looking at the two of them, Zhao Fan, who said one sentence to me: "......"

Does she look like a backdrop?

"How many contracts were signed for me at that time?" Meng Fu walked forward, as if casually asking Zhao Fan.

She knew that she must have signed a contract as well.

"In order to let you in, I invested a few million in the program team, our company lost blood, and the program team, and now it seems that they have signed a bet, hoping that someone will go international this year." Zhao Fan took her to the changing room and said in a low voice.

"Yes." Meng Fu changed into a coat.

"What do you mean by that?" Zhao Fan looked at Meng Fu.

Meng Fu patiently buttoned the button: "I'm here, don't be afraid." ”

Zhao Fan: "...... You? ”

Although Zhao Fan thinks that his artists are good at everything, now look at the online voting, the gap with Ye Shuning's popularity is not a little bit, the gap is still there, Ye Shuning's basic skills are too strong, this show is compared to the comprehensive quality in the end, listening to Meng Fu's words, she almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Meng Fu slowly straightened the wheat on her collar, and under the oblique light of the sun outside the window, her expression was lazy and casual: "It's just me." ”

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