T-City.

Jiang family villa.

Early in the morning, the housekeeper instructed the servants to be busy in the restaurant, "The Wei family arrived at ten o'clock, and their movements were quick." ”

Staring at the maid after arranging the ingredients and flowers, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the stairs, his eyebrows furrowed invisibly: "Miss Meng hasn't gotten up yet?" She has a tryout today. ”

The housekeeper lowered his eyelashes, looked at the time on his wrist, it was already eight o'clock, and he went upstairs to ask Meng Fu to get up.

Upstairs was quiet, and Meng Fu lived in the room at the end of the second floor.

The housekeeper stood by the door, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and there was no respect in his tone, "Miss Meng, are you awake?" ”

There was no sound inside.

He knocked on the door and asked again, his expression grim.

"Bang-"

The door was slammed with a heavy object from the inside.

The butler's cold and stern eyebrows fluctuated a little, and he raised his head in surprise, this Miss Meng, since she was recognized back to the Jiang family, although she is a greedy person, she also knows a little bit of proportion, and knows how many catties and taels she has, what is going on today?

**

Inside the house.

Meng Fu pressed her temples and got up from the bed, she looked at the mobile phone that had just been thrown out and smashed the door, ignored the housekeeper who was still talking outside, only lifted the quilt, her snow-white ankles sank into the dark carpet, and walked to the bathroom unhurriedly.

She looked down and turned on the faucet as she looked at herself in the mirror.

The man in the mirror was dressed in silk pajamas, loosely tied with a belt, and a little red mole on his collarbone was like a raging fire.

Meng Fu blinked, his hazy peach blossom eyes, turning his eyes, swaying and swaying.

She narrowed her eyes, her long curly eyelashes drooped, covering a shallow shadow under her eyes, and it took a long time to spit out a sentence, "Fortunately, it's still Lao Tzu's own body." ”

Two years ago, her soul was sucked into another world, and her body was occupied by a female reporter, and it was not until a month ago that Meng Fu's soul returned to the real world, but she could only follow the female reporter who occupied her body with a soul body.

Just now, Meng Fu was attracted by a mysterious force to regain his body.

Thinking of this, Meng Fu reached out and pressed the red mole on his collarbone, thoughtfully gathered his pajamas, and went to the wardrobe to find a set of casual beige thread clothes.

The quality of the mobile phone she threw at the door seemed to be very good, and it was still ringing leisurely at this time.

The caller is obviously the name of "Sister Zhao", and Meng Fu's soul has been floating behind the female reporter for almost a month, so she naturally knows that this is her agent Zhao Fan.

When her body was taken up by a female reporter, she had just entered high school, and the female reporter was a liberal arts student who had worked hard in society for several years and did not understand the science content of high school.

Especially as soon as she came, she was recognized by the Jiang family, she left the house rented by Meng Fu in No. 1 Middle School, lived in the Jiang family's villa, dropped out of school directly and stepped into the entertainment industry.

The children who were finally admitted to the city were dazzled by the prosperity of the city center and dropped out of school to go to the entertainment industry, where is the Jiang family willing?

But I was really ashamed of this daughter who had just come back, and finally used the relationship to let her enter the entertainment industry.

The female reporter really has no talent, she has worked hard for two years, and only recently entered "Best Idol" as a trainee, but she still entangled the Jiang family to dredge up some relationships for her.

So much so that the Jiang family was quite impatient with her.

Meng Fu put the phone in his pocket casually, and opened the drawer of the dresser, and there was a small key inside-

It was the key to her rental house.

Her previous computer, mobile phone and other things were still in the rental house, and the female reporter did not throw away Meng Fu's things, but put them all in the rental house.

After Meng Fu finished packing up, she set off for the base camp of "Best Idol", but she refused the pick-up and drop-off of the Jiang family's driver.

There is still a distance from the villa to the entrance of the community, if it is replaced by Jiang Xinran, Steward Jiang will naturally not let her walk such a long way, but Meng Fu, Steward Jiang held back the words in his mouth.

"Miss Meng, be careful all the way." It wasn't until Meng Fu's figure was out of sight that Steward Jiang shook his head.

Madame and Master are not at home this morning, the maid is so nervous and busy, Jiang Xinran can see that something is wrong at a glance when he gets up in the morning, where is it like Meng Fu, ignorant, not like the daughter of the old lady.

The butler was just about to turn around and go back to the house when the horn of a car was heard outside.

It was Mrs. Jiang Yu Zhenling who came back.

She was wearing a purple cheongsam, with an overcoat on the outside, her hair was meticulously coiled, delicate and rigorous, "The two young ladies are out?" ”

The housekeeper was stunned, thinking that Meng Fu had just gone out, and Yu Zhenling should be able to see it when she came back from outside the door, why didn't she look like she didn't see it?

The thought flashed through him, and the butler withdrew his thoughts.

"Miss went out at seven o'clock, and she took her monthly exam today. Miss Meng just left," and when he said this, he hesitated to speak, "Miss Meng can't come back for luncheon at noon......

At the mention of this, the smile on Yu Zhenling's face instantly gathered, and she spoke: "I know." ”

Although Meng Fu is her biological daughter, she dropped out of high school to enter the entertainment industry, not to mention her academic qualifications, and she doesn't even know the most basic etiquette, and many people in the circle who know about it mocked Yu Zhenling openly and secretly.

Yu Zhenling regretted her decision more than once.

Compared with Meng Fu, Jiang Xinran is the eldest lady carefully cultivated by the Jiang family, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, from junior high school to high school, has participated in various competitions and speeches, won various awards, and is the top student in the rocket class of No. 1 Middle School.

These two people are one heaven and one earth.

Until now, the Jiang family has not changed the surnames of Meng Fu and Jiang Xinran, and everyone, including Jiang's father, seems to have forgotten that Meng Fu is the eldest lady of the Jiang family.

**

Meng Fu's rental house.

She took off the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose and slowly clipped them to her neckline, the rental house was no different from the furnishings before she left, two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, but no one lived in it for so long, and a layer of dust fell.

Meng Fu's bedroom door was unlocked.

She opened the door and went in, the bedroom was empty, except for a bed and a table, there was almost nothing else, she saw the previous mobile phone at the bedside, it was a silver mobile phone, and a circular red circle was printed on the back, it was not too thick, it was quite big, bigger than the latest banana 11 that Meng Fu had just thrown.

Meng Fu didn't worry that the phone would break if it didn't work for so long, she just reached out and put the Banana 11's mobile phone card into her previous mobile phone, and found the charger to charge it.

It didn't work for two years, when she plugged in the charger, it only took a second, and the phone turned on smoothly and immediately locked on the green charging screen.

Meng Fu pulled the flower pot in the hall, and the key with the dust was pulled out by her, and she directly opened the door next to the bedroom.

It was her former study.

The door should have not been opened for a long time, and the female reporter probably thought that Meng Fu's bedroom was empty and did not enter the study.

The female author must not have expected that Meng Fu's bedroom was poor, but the study was full.

On the left side of the study is a row of white bookshelves, the shelves are full of books, all kinds of things, a tattered small seal script and a hardly unturned original text in F are placed together, next to the window is a rattan chair, which looks a little old, and a set of tea sets are placed next to the rocking chair.

There was also a set of silver needles next to the tea set, and the needle bag didn't have time to close.

There was a pile of notebooks on the desk, the pen holder was full of pens, and the black laptop lid had not yet been closed.

Meng Fu walked to the table and looked down, and there was still a string of scribbled English she had written two years ago on the spread out notebook—

UNABOMBER。

Half an hour later, Meng Fu opened his silver phone.

The boot speed is fast, and the unlock code is four special symbols.

The female reporter failed to unlock Meng Fu's mobile phone lock at that time, and Meng Fu's mobile phone was not a banana brand, but like a second-hand mobile phone, so she was useless, so she directly asked the Jiang family to buy her the latest banana 11, and also re-applied for a mobile phone card.

As soon as the phone was turned on, countless messages poured in, which were her previous number.

Immediately, the name of "Sister Zhao" appeared on the screen again.

Meng Fu didn't ignore it this time, although the female reporter occupied her body, she didn't cause her any big trouble, but helped her avoid a lot of trouble.

She glanced at the hall, and threw the key to the study back, and the key fell into the flower pot, and if anyone was here, they would have seen that the place where her key had fallen on the flower pot was exactly the same as the place she had just picked up.

Meng Fu hooked his red lips, and his slender fingers clamped the sunglasses on his collar, "Arrive in twenty minutes." ”

**

Twenty minutes later.

"Best Idol" base.

Zhao Fan waited anxiously by the door, "This rabbit cub, didn't you say that it would be twenty minutes?" ”

She picked up her phone, and just as she wanted to make a call, a taxi was parked in front of her.

A woman got out of the back of the car, wearing white tight trousers, a beige sweater, with a pale complexion and delicate facial features.

Meng Fu's black fans scolded Meng Fu for being a vase, and spraying Meng Fu for being illiterate, but no one dared to spray her for not looking good.

"Sister Zhao." Meng Fu took off his sunglasses and hooked his lips at Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan was in a trance for a moment before she reacted, she took Meng Fu's hand, and hurriedly said as she walked inside: "Have you practiced the group song this week?" Is the tune keeping up? It's time for your assessment, and it's about your grouping this time. ”

The soul floated with the female reporter for a month, although Meng Fu had not learned the group song, but she had listened to it countless times, she turned the sunglasses in her hand and hooked her lips slightly, "It's okay." ”

Zhao Fan stared at her smile, paused, gritted his teeth and said, "That...... What about the English part? ”

The group song of "Best Idol" has a paragraph in English, and the female reporter's English is not good, especially the pronunciation, which is neither standard nor fluent.

Smile generously.

Last week, because of Meng Fu's bad performance, he couldn't speak clearly and couldn't keep up with the tone, and he was reprimanded by Xi Nancheng, a popular traffic in the entertainment industry, in front of a group of trainees.

Xi Nancheng, as a tutor, patiently taught her, but after teaching, she found that Meng Fu didn't speak English anymore, and she didn't even know the staves.

Xi Nancheng was so angry that he left the scene directly.

Zhao Fan was very worried.

In this assessment, everyone needs to sing and dance the group song separately, which will be rated by the instructor.

Meng Fu didn't answer Zhao Fan, just tilted his head, put the sunglasses in his hand in Zhao Fan's palm, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, with a bit of lazy demon, "Wait for me to come out, baby." ”

Zhao Fan waited in the corridor, thinking about her smile, and couldn't react.

I always feel that this Meng Fu who worries her is a bit mysterious today.

**

At the assessment office, there is a 10-minute intermission and waiting for the next recording.

The field attendant flipped through the paper in his hand, "There is still one last person left in Class A, and then there is Class B, I will call Teacher Xi." ”

Behind is the tutor's lounge, Xi Nancheng drank a glass of warm water, "Who's next?" ”

The field attendant took a look, "It's Meng Fu." ”

Xi Nancheng drank water, and he sat down again, "Let the three teachers record first." ”

The field attendant nodded and went out directly.

"Best Idol" is not popular at this time, Meng Fu also has a small topic, Xi Nancheng's agent also knows that Xi Nancheng reprimanded Meng Fu, and knows that Xi Nancheng doesn't like Meng Fu, mentioning Meng Fu, he also remembered one thing: "Her image is very suitable for the entertainment industry, what do you think?" Is it suitable to sign in to our company? I haven't met her yet. ”

Xi Nancheng lit a cigarette and said lightly: "The eyes are high, the hands are low, not pleasing, and the walk will not be long." ”

The agent bowed his head, extinguished her thoughts, and only smiled, "She won't go to the assessment?" ”

Xi Nancheng flipped through the list, "If you don't go, it's an obstruction." ”

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In 2020, thank you for still being there, and Brother Fu will accompany you in the new year.

This time the heroine is a new attempt.,Part of the setting refers to the fifth world in Huahua's fast wear book "Being Wrongly Married to the Daughter of a Wealthy Family", and the new text wants to break through the emotional drama, ask for collection, support, and comments~