On the twelfth floor of 083, the official of the show met Meng Fu by chance

In this kind of variety show, the artist has a microphone that records voices.

However, until now, no one has turned off the wheat, and Meng Fu is the first to turn off the wheat.

Meng Fu turned off the microphone, and her voice could not be seen, she continued to sketch the outline while tracing it, "President?" ”

"I just saw you at the General Council." The president's voice was always gentle.

Meng Fu let out an "oh" and changed the shadow, "You have something to do with me?" ”

"I need you to confirm the library, you just happened to be here, come to my office later, just a while." The president smiled, his voice faint.

Meng Fu glanced at the director team, "Then I'll ask." ”

[Who the hell is she calling, I'm so anxious! 】

【+1】

[Do you dare to turn on your voice!] 】

[So afraid, it shouldn't be her gold owner]

[Here he comes, YYGQ's people are here again.] 】

【……】

Meng Fu pressed the phone, avoided the camera and found the director to ask.

The director is communicating with Sheng Jun's agent.

Originally, artists would avoid the camera when they went to the bathroom or something.

Especially now that the director is concerned about Sheng Jun's affairs, I hope she can agree to the program team's follow-up, and it doesn't matter if Meng Fu takes a ten-minute vacation.

"They agreed? But you can only shoot it from afar? The director was communicating with the people who followed the filming team, and was overjoyed when he heard the words, "It's okay, it's okay, as long as I can agree to shoot." ”

After the director finished speaking, he discussed with the planner according to the microphone, "First adjust the four shots to follow Sheng Jun, remember not to follow too closely, especially when going to the conference room......"

After talking to the planning team, he turned around and saw that Meng Fu was still by his side, he patted his head and remembered that Meng Fu was still asking him something, "You go." ”

After answering Meng Fu, he went to discuss important matters with the filming team.

Although the director needs topicality, he doesn't dare to offend the program team.

When Meng Fu returned to his seat, the studio was still very lively.

Instead of immediately going to the president, she drew in place for another five minutes.

At this time, Li Qingning walked opposite her with a paintbrush, "Xiao Meng, God wants to help you, Sheng Jun is going to a meeting, you can catch up with her in time!" ”

Meng Fu raised his head and looked at Li Qingning with a regretful expression, "Teacher Li, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you." ”

Li Qingning's heart burst suddenly.

Meng Fu looked at the barrage, put the pen on the table, and began to ask for leave without changing his face, "Friends, I'll go for a convenient trip first, and I won't bring a photographer, can I take a ten-minute vacation?" ”

[Brother Fu, who did you just call]

[Okay, okay, anything]

[You are good-looking, you have the final say!] 】

[Hahahaha, let's look at Mr. Li's face]

[Teacher Li's heart: Can you let me go??? 】

There are also few sporadic barrages-

[I'm lazy again, can you be serious when you draw the least? ] 】

[Sheng Jun is about to finish painting, you haven't started yet. 】

【……】

"Then we'll see you in ten minutes." Meng Fu waved his paws, said hello to Li Qingning obediently, and turned to leave.

After she left, Li Qingning looked at the camera on her drawing board and smiled very professionally, "It's okay, I can still resist, I'll go find my good brother Che Shao." ”

Barrage –

[Are these the remaining two left-behind children haha!] 】

[, everyone, go to Sheng Jun's split screen, she is in the government building. 】

**

Here, Meng Fu walked through the crowd.

At a glance, I saw Zhao Fan and Su Cheng, who had been following the group.

Today, Su Di is unprecedentedly absent.

Zhao Fan and Su Cheng are unique around them, because Su Cheng brings his own refrigerator, and there is no one within a meter range.

Zhao Fan has been watching the live broadcast, and knew that Meng Fu was closed at this time, so he smiled directly at her: "The effect in the morning is good, there is no big mistake, and Mr. Li is willing to take you." ”

She is right, Li Qingning is an extremely powerful person in the circle, and he has a good reputation on the Internet.

He has been cue Meng Fu, and Meng Fu himself has responded to the point, and the combination of the two is indeed very popular.

Su Cheng didn't say much, he was wearing a black mask, and only handed her the thermos cup in his hand.

Meng Fu took it and took a sip, the water temperature was just right.

She didn't turn on the microphone, but the camera of the program team still had the camera on her back as she left.

The barrage is also crazy at this time.

[Sister, I know, who is that man?! 】

[A back is handsome, people are angry, do you dare to give a close-up view of the program team? ] 】

【Dog show!】 】

[To be honest, my head can't wait to get into the screen, and the dog show is a person.] 】

[Which artist came to visit the class?] 】

[Is this Meng Fu's assistant? ] 】

[, all the assistants have looked like this all these years?! 】

[Mom, I'm not worthy (smile)]

【……】

After Meng Fu finished drinking the water, he took Zhao Fan's cap and buttoned it on his head, and went out.

Zhao Fan looked at the direction she left and touched his chin, "Brother Cheng, isn't she the way to the bathroom?" ”

**

The place where Meng Fu and the others just painted was in the cadet building, and the president's office was in the administration building.

It is three minutes away from the cadet building.

Meng Fu wore a peaked hat and walked all the way to the administrative building, no one noticed her on the way, at most she felt a little familiar when she looked at her back.

There are 12 floors in the administration building, and the president is on the top 12th floor.

Meng Fu entered the elevator, there were two boys in the elevator, they stood by the elevator buttons, looked at Meng Fu, puzzled and probed: "How many floors do the beauties go to?" ”

Meng Fu replied politely: "Twelve." ”

Her voice has always been special, with a long rhyme, this boy heard it, and said excitedly: "Are you Meng Fu?" I'm a fan of yours and the fire is so good......"

Meng Fu took off his hat and looked at him, "Thank you." ”

Another boy is not a fan of Meng Fu, but he has also heard Meng Fu's name, and when he saw Meng Fu at close range, he was also very surprised, and said very gently: "The twelfth floor can't be pressed, what are you doing on the twelfth floor?" ”

Meng Fu's fan stopped at the button excitedly, and also remembered this problem, and then explained to Meng Fu: "The twelfth floor is ......"

The buttons for ten, eleven, and twelve are red.

Because she didn't press the floor, the elevator door closed and didn't move, Meng Fu glanced at them, and then casually brushed the end of the wooden sign that the chairman had engraved on the edge of the button last time.

"Drip-" The red hour on the twelfth floor, Meng Fu pressed it, and the twelfth floor lit up with white light.

This brand has chips in it.

Meng Fu fans: "......"

They were going to the ninth floor, and after getting off the elevator, another boy looked at Meng Fu's fans in surprise: "Is she also a member of the General Association?" How did you get to the twelfth floor? ”

Meng Fu fans: "...... Where do I know. ”

The boy glanced at him and disgusted: "Aren't you a true fan of your goddess?" I also give her a list every day! You fake fan! ”

Meng Fu fans: "......"

He picked up his phone and began to ask Meng Fuchao about this question.

"But one thing to say, she's really good-looking, I always thought it was a filter problem, but I didn't expect her to be better-looking......"

**

On the twelfth floor, Meng Fu entered the president's office.

The assistant was already familiar with her, bent down slightly to her, and opened the door for her.

"Have you ever graded your Chinese paintings?" The president looked at her.

Meng Fu was also surprised, "There is still a grade of Chinese painting?" ”

President: "......" The first time he saw people studying painting, he didn't know this.

He changed the subject, "If you have time, you can take a freehand painting level, but your proficiency still needs to be practiced. ”

"There's a chance." Meng Fu took the tea handed to her by the people around her and took a sip.

"Your drawing has just been placed in the teen group on the fourth floor of the library," the president gave her a confirmation form, "I need you to confirm it." ”

That was the main reason he came to her.

Meng Fu took it and looked at it, the confirmation letter was not very long, mainly about the copyright of the painting, she glanced at it and signed her name.

"What I gave you, you can go to any floor below the ninth floor of the library, you can go and look at it when you have time, there are a lot of paintings and notes from the predecessors in it." The president withdrew the confirmation letter and gave her a word of advice.

He knew that Meng Fu was going to shoot a show, so he didn't say much, and after saying this, he asked Meng Fu to go downstairs.

Meanwhile.

In the conference room on the ninth floor, several high-level figures of the General Association gathered, and the rest were students.

Some of them work part-time in various institutions, and the vice president who is now speaking is a member of the Cultural Affairs Bureau.

A group of photographers outside the door were shooting, and they didn't dare to follow closer.

But netizens who are good at watching live broadcasts with magnifying glasses have picked it up.

[The one in front of the fog grass, isn't it the deputy bureau of ***? ] 】

[I only know that it is the vice president of the Art Association, and he has given a speech at T University.] 】

[It's ......]

[Which is Sheng Jun's teacher?] 】

[Sure enough, the bigwigs gathered in ......]

【……】

It was only patted from a distance and did not affect the meeting.

But the show worked well.

There must be a hot search on the hot search, but Weibo didn't dare to bring the rhythm of the Painting Association, and did not put the hot search of the "high-level of the Painting Association", so it put a hot search of "Teacher Sheng Jun".

Even so, the number of online viewers has peaked.

Broke 10 million.

It's just the number of people, not just the popularity.

Sheng Jun didn't have a seat, she just came out after taking the oath with the other members.

The time is very short, but everyone and the program team have seen it.

After the others left, Sheng Jun slowly came out, and while walking towards the elevator, he looked at the barrage and explained, "My teacher? My teacher was a student of our vice president, and he talked to the vice president, and the vice president agreed that the camera was at the door. ”

The barrage is brushed with "666".

Saying that, she walked to the elevator entrance, and the barrage brushed the elevator again.

"Well, you asked if the elevator had a red button just now?" Sheng Jun continued to read the barrage.

When she said this, the director looked at the camera motionlessly, and immediately pressed the headset to instruct remotely: "Quick, give Sheng Jun a close-up shot of the elevator!" ”

He knows that the audience loves to watch this.

Sheng Jun continued to smile and explain to the barrage, "It's the tenth to twelfth floor, it's the office of the vice president and the president, and it involves some international projects, so it's not open to the public, you see that this elevator is from the twelfth floor, it should be the people on the third floor, maybe we can meet the president's people if we're lucky......"

She was talking.

The elevator stopped on the ninth floor with a "ding-" sound, and the elevator doors opened.

The girl who was playing with her mobile phone with her head down seemed to feel that the atmosphere was a little different, and she slowly raised her head.