At this time, Zhao Fan had already passed countless shocking news in his mind.

"This is the kind of hacker in the Matrix?"

"It's the same ...... in the movie"

Meng Fu spit out the cap of the beer bottle in his mouth, ignored Zhao Fan, walked over and pressed the host switch of the computer, not in a hurry.

"Smack-"

The computer screen goes black instantly.

It's back to its gray chirp.

Zhao Fan's voice stopped abruptly.

Meng Fu took a sip, the taste changed a little, she didn't care, and glanced at Zhao Fan: "Will it be?" Do it later. ”

Zhao Fan, who had a bunch of hacker wars flashing through his mind, had nothing to say for a while.

She looked at the computer as quiet as a chicken in disbelief, and almost suspected that she had just been dazzled.

She nodded blankly.

Said he would.

"Ready?" Meng Fu withdrew his gaze.

Zhao Fan's brain shook his head slowly, "Right away." ”

Meng Fu went out for a trip, and then brought back a bunch of bottles and cans.

"What kind of perfume is this? It smells pretty good. Zhao Fan looked at the colorful bottles and recognized that they were filled with perfume, but he didn't see any signs, like groceries from a roadside stall, and she asked her while pretending to be them.

Meng Fu didn't look back, "I like to pick a bottle by myself." ”

Zhao Fan is good at perfume, and he still has a few bottles of limited edition perfume in his hand that he is reluctant to use, but he didn't dislike Meng Fu's perfume, and directly took a bottle.

Three minutes later, Zhao Fan, who was seriously helping Meng Fu sort out the box, reacted in hindsight, why did she suddenly become Meng Fu's servant?

**

When Meng Fu came back, he packed up his books and took two notebooks.

Zhao Fan pulled the black suitcase and opened the door to go out.

At the door, there was a man with a baseball cap, holding takeout in one hand and lifting the other, looking like he was about to knock on the door.

Zhao Fan raised his head and saw a pair of deep and clear eyes, with three points of alienation, flashing with broken starlight, even if she had seen countless beauties, she was also amazed, "Sir, who are you looking for?" ”

The man's gaze crossed Zhao Fan and looked at Meng Fu behind her.

Meng Fu leaned against the door frame, raised his head, and yawned lazily: "Go in by yourself." ”

The man should be familiar with her room and went straight in.

After he entered, Zhao Fan stood on tiptoe and looked inside, "Who is he?" What are you looking for? ”

"The neighbor on the other side." Meng Fu opened his mouth without being salty.

Zhao Fan glanced at Meng Fu suspiciously.

Less than three minutes after entering, he came out again, with a piece of paper in his hand.

Meng Fu glanced at the takeaway he was carrying in his left hand: "Eating takeout again?" Be careful of flies. ”

When the man heard this, he looked at her for a long time, gritted his teeth and said: "The mouth is still so poisonous, it looks good." ”

With that, he walked quickly to the opposite door and opened it with the key.

The door slammed shut.

The ashes in front of Meng Fu's door were all shaken away.

Zhao Fan sighed, very curious about Meng Fu's neighbor, and also had an occupational disease, and followed Meng Fu downstairs with his suitcase, "Why haven't you mentioned that there is such a superb neighbor, I don't know if he is interested in entering the entertainment industry, do you have his contact information?" ”

Meng Fu's hands were good-looking, thin and long, and they were the best-looking hands Zhao Fan had ever seen.

When she was about to take the suitcase, Zhao Fan directly stopped her.

Subconsciously, I feel that this is a pair of artists' hands, and it is not suitable for these things.

Meng Fu threw the beer bottle into the trash can next to the neighbor's door, and replied without being salty or light: "Oh, I advise you to dispel this thought as soon as possible." ”

"Will die."

**

Half an hour later, Meng Fu arrived at the "Best Idol" training camp.

When passing by the corridor of the training room, the two heard someone talking in the dead corner of the staircase.

The voice was too small for Zhao Fan to hear clearly, but Meng Fu glanced thoughtfully at the staircase.

"That's not Ding Liuyue?" After taking two more steps, Zhao Fan saw one of them clearly and opened his mouth in surprise.

Ding Liuyue is from Meng Fu's group, she is average, but she is very talented and a creative player.

Meng Fu let out a "hmm" and retracted his gaze: "Let's go." ”

Zhao Fan didn't think much about it, so he helped Meng Fu's box move to the dormitory, and Meng Fu went to find Chu Yue's training room by himself.

Chu Yue's team was all in the last training room.

When Meng Fu arrived, the other eight were still training.

Everyone trains under the camera, and the rule of survival here is to learn to find the camera for yourself, find the topic, and work hard under the camera, otherwise no one will be able to see no matter how hard you try.

Chu Yue saw Meng Fu coming, wiped the sweat on her head, she walked over and gave Meng Fu the dance that she had picked up all night, "Follow along first, don't know how to ask me." ”

She has a high nose bridge, cool facial features, and a height of about 1.72 meters, which is a popular neutral beauty in the current circle.

Meng Fu took the phone, "Thank you." ”

Chu Yue nodded coolly, didn't say anything more, turned around and continued to return to his original position to continue practicing.

Meng Fu didn't turn on the phone, only leaned back on the table, and smiled lazily, "Hey." ”

Chu Yue stopped and looked at her sideways.

"Didn't you notice that our group was missing someone?" Meng Fu raised his hand, put the mobile phone on the table, took a pen on the table casually, and slowly coiled up his long hair, ready to practice.

When Chu Yue heard this, she looked at the people in the room carefully, and there was one less Ding Liuyue: "Liuyue is filling in the music, it's noisy here, and she can't calm down." ”

Meng Fu smiled, "Got it." ”

At one o'clock in the morning, there were still two people left in the training room practicing.

Chu Yue stopped, took a sip of water, and discussed the details of the dance with the girls beside her, "My phone is still with Meng Fu, you can go to the bedroom with me to get it." ”

The girl next to her is Wei Jin, a rap player, rap is very good, she is naturally lacking in dance, and her popularity is average, and she has been actively studying with Chu Yue.

Chu Yue was in the same dormitory as Meng Fu.

The dormitory door is not locked.

When the two opened the door, they saw Meng Fu sitting on the ground, his upper body pressed on his legs with great difficulty, revealing a small thin and white waist.

Seeing the two coming back, she calmly raised her eyes, turned a page of the book, and greeted them: "Hi." ”

Wei Jin looked at her stiffly, "What are you doing?" ”

"Read books and practice flexibility." Meng Fu's posture remained unchanged, and he turned another page calmly as he spoke.

It looks like it's a fast reader.

Wei Jin bets that Meng Fu's posture, the entire training camp, can barely be made, no more than ten, unless it is from elementary school dancing.

**

Early the next morning, Meng Fu yawned and went to the cafeteria with Chu Yue.

Wei Jin also just went to the cafeteria, after last night, she also had a good sense of Meng Fu, compared to hard work, she felt that she couldn't compare to Meng Fu, knowing that she was different from the rumors, she came over with a bowl and sat with the two of them.

Seeing that Chu Yue's expression seemed to be in a trance, he couldn't help but ask more.

Chu Yue paused, thinking back to the picture she saw when she got up in the morning, paused, and said expressionlessly: "She slept last night." ”

Wei Jin was speechless for a while, she looked at Meng Fu who was waiting for an omelette: "...... Perverts, monsters! ”

"It's good that she doesn't have all five tones," Wei Jin poked the porridge, regained some confidence, looked up, saw Ding Liuyue who had just eaten in the cafeteria, and waved at her, "Liuyue, here!" ”

Ding Liuyue looked at them, pursed her lips, and walked over with toast and apples.

"Can't you let Meng Fu leave our team?" Ding Liuyue sat beside Wei Jin and looked at Chu Yue, "Don't you know how important this performance is to us?" ”

Chu Yue has always been cold, she doesn't talk much, and she didn't explain at this time, she has a strong team spirit, Meng Fu is a member of her team, then they are one.

Meng Fu fried the eggs, she came over with the milk and sat down next to Chu Yue.

As soon as she arrived, Ding Liuyue, who was talking, stopped talking.

I don't know if it's to guard against her or something else.

Meng Fu didn't care, put the phone aside, took a bite of the omelette, and looked at Ding Liuyue: "Where did you fill in the song?" ”

Ding Liuyue ignored her.

Meng Fu swallowed the omelette, he was not angry, he seemed to be smiling, and his peach blossom eyes seemed to be hiding a mist: "If you encounter any difficulties, tell me, I will help you fill it together." ”

Help? In the entire training camp, who didn't know that Meng Fu couldn't even recognize all the notes, and Xi Nancheng was so angry with her that he was mad.

She helps, how can she help?

Ding Liuyue didn't even look at Meng Fu, and directly put away his plate, as if he didn't hear Meng Fu's words: "I'm leaving." ”

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