As soon as Yu Yong's words came out, the faces of several people around him changed slightly.

The Yu family has been a scholar for generations, Mr. Yu is the principal of T University, and Yu Yong is the vice president of the Painting Association.

Yu Yong, as a vice president, does not have many students under his disciples, except for Jiang Xinran, there are only three others, all three of whom have made great achievements in the literary world, and these are all real artists.

can be named here in Yuyong, and it can really be a hot search in the entertainment industry.

At the beginning, Jiang Quan wanted Meng Fu to follow Yu Yong to study, which also meant this, but Yu Yong refused before.

Now that Yu Yong talked about this again, Yu Zhenling was stunned, and she was also a little surprised, Meng Fu can be named in the Painting Association, which is good for her family and her, "That is really a great creation of Fu'er, and she can be regarded as a blessing in disguise." ”

Yu Zhenling was worried that Meng Fu would affect Yu Yong, she thought about it and continued: "Brother, will this affect you?" ”

She refers to the hype of celebrities online.

"Let her not go too far, and it'll be fine." Yu Yong wrinkled his eyebrows slightly, he paid attention to feathers all his life, and the students under his door were all extremely talented, just like Jiang Xinran.

Meng Fu is the first time he has accepted this, but Meng Fu is not his real student, so he can only say that she should come to listen to a class and make a name.

"Okay, I'm bothering you." Yu Zhenling thought in her heart, and when she found the person who stole Jiang Xinran's painting, she would call Meng Fu.

Of course, Yu Zhenling never thought that Meng Fu would refuse this matter.

When the two were discussing, Jiang Xinran stood aside, lowered his eyelashes, and did not speak.

**

Meng Fu had already arrived at the side of the road at this time.

A new car has been parked on the side of the road.

White, Meng Fu and Zhao Fan have never seen this car.

Su Cheng was standing on the side of the road in a white line coat, he should be talking to someone on the phone, he caught a glimpse of a figure, he hung up the phone after saying a word to the other side, and glanced at the two, "Get in the car." ”

Zhao Fan opened the door of the back seat and let Meng Fu go in first.

"Brother Cheng, where are we going?" Zhao Fan looked at Su Cheng's itinerary, not on the way to special training.

According to the itinerary, Meng Fu was supposed to go to special training in the afternoon, and the qualifiers for the global competition were imminent.

Su Cheng didn't talk much, and his tone was as cold as his people: "Let's go to dinner first, and then talk about the specific content of the variety show." ”

He was talking about the live broadcast of the variety show that he mentioned to Zhao Fan last time.

The place to eat was still the old place, the old room, and this time the door to the box was not closed.

On the second floor, the babbling sound of the erhu field was faintly transmitted to the room, mixed with the rising sandalwood, and there was a kind of paradise.

It's extraordinarily elegant.

Meng Fu received a call from Old Man Jiang at this time.

"Fu'er, what did they ask you to do at the art exhibition?" Old Man Jiang has been very angry recently, and he remembered the painting that Jiang Quan gave to Meng Fu to Yu Yong last time.

His voice was loud, and Su Cheng and Zhao Fan beside him could clearly hear his voice.

Su Cheng looked at Meng Fu, Meng Fu turned his head and asked the waiter in the green shirt to take two cans of wine, "It's nothing." ”

Her expression was light, but her tone was as obedient and soft as ever, and it floated to people's hearts.

Su Di, who heard this, was dumbfounded.

Old Man Jiang didn't hear anything unusual, he didn't dwell on this matter, and said excitedly, "Okay." Then you can give me two signed photos tomorrow, and I'll have someone come and get them. ”

Meng Fu didn't ask him what he was doing, and told him that he would have a good time for someone to come and get an autographed photo.

The service staff brought a drink, not the wine that Meng Fu wanted, but two glasses of warm milk.

Meng Fu raised his head, just leaned back in the chair, his slightly curly hair scattered on the arrows, looked sideways at Zhao Fan beside him, and smiled lazily: "Changed?" ”

Zhao Fan didn't dare to reply.

"Changed," on the other side, Su Cheng looked at her with his mobile phone, his eyes were always warm, "Eat." ”

Meng Fu retracted his gaze with a little pity and ate with chopsticks.

When she was eating, Su Cheng was talking to Zhao Fan about the live variety show.

"Live broadcast daily?" Zhao Fan looked at the contract from beginning to end, as well as the main content of the variety show, she paused, "Who are the other three guests?" ”

"The personnel is not entirely determined." Su Cheng shook his head.

This is a new type of program in China, four artists, these four artists will broadcast live together for one day every week, and the live content program team will design to ensure that the content of this day is exciting enough, and the challenge is still daily or what is the experience.

There are 12 issues in total, lasting three months.

Su Cheng pushed the content of the show to Meng Fu again.

Meng Fu took a sip of milk and glanced at it.

When it came to the final signing fee, her casual attitude disappeared, and she touched her chin by the way: "Sister Fan, this variety show can be had." ”

Zhao Fan is a gold medal agent after all, Meng Fu can't walk when she sees money, she can't help but have a headache: "Meng Fu, you think clearly, this show is dangerous, unless some people have the strength and popularity, few people dare to take it." Variety shows will inherently magnify people's shortcomings, especially this kind of non-stop live broadcast for a day, there is no editing here. You won't have many things, and the director digs a little pit during the live broadcast, which will not only not attract popularity, but will make other guests more prominent, this variety show is too dangerous to accept. ”

Zhao Fan knows the inside story of these shows, and Meng Fu is not only in this show, not only as a vase, but also to set off other guests.

Meng Fu was hacked by the whole network before, and recently because of the image of "Best Idol", it was difficult to turn back a little, if this show becomes black on the whole network again, the gains outweigh the losses.

After all, her high school dropout has always been a label on her body, and it is difficult to tear it off.

"Meng Fu, the most important thing as an artist is popularity, you have to think about it carefully." Zhao Fan looked at Meng Fu seriously.

"Sister Fan, I know," Meng Fu pondered for a minute, then raised his head and replied cautiously: "People, you can't even want money for the sake of popularity." ”

In the first half, Zhao Fan thought that Meng Fu had grown up, and when he heard the second half, she: "......"

"Meng Fu, I'm not hitting you, it's really not easy to get on this show without something, but we can take on some other variety shows, such as singing, or we can take on some online dramas, and wait until our fans are completely stable......"

"It's not as much money as this show." Meng Fu spoke honestly.

Zhao Fan took a deep breath, she turned to Su Cheng, Meng Fu She really couldn't manage it recently!

Su Cheng took the contract, "Okay, the latest live broadcast should be next week, and the specific time will depend on your schedule." ”

Zhao Fan: "......"

Brother Cheng, you have changed.

Zhao Fan had a headache, it seemed that for a while in the future, she was going to clean up the mess for Meng Fu.

But she's gotten used to it in the past two years.

As the group spoke, Meng Fu's mobile phone rang a few more times, and she hung up after a casual glance, and then blocked it.

After repeating it three or four times.

The other side probably also knew Meng Fu's thoughts, and there was no movement.

**

At half past four in the afternoon, Su Di went to sign a contract for a variety show.

Su Cheng sent Meng Fu to train.

In the past two days, Meng Fu and Zhao Fan have either Su Di or Su Cheng by their side, and Zhao Fan is also used to it.

The filming of "Best Idol" has been completed, and the follow-up training is only a group of six people, and the base is a little deserted at this time.

There were two people standing outside the gate of the base, the middle-aged woman in front of her was wearing a cyan cheongsam and a dark coat, drizzling and hazy, and the driver was holding a black umbrella for her.

It was Yu Zhenling.

Seeing Meng Fu and Su Cheng get out of the car, she paused, squinted slightly, and walked over directly on high heels: "This morning's incident, I know I misunderstood you, your uncle in order to compensate you, allows you to go to the T City General Painting Association to attend classes, you can go every Saturday, and hang his name, don't tell grandpa about this." ”

"Sister, I'm sorry," Jiang Xinran also got out of the car and apologized to Meng Fu: "Please forgive your mother and uncle, if you want to blame, blame me." ”

Hearing the T City General Painting Association, Zhao Fan, who didn't want to deal with Yu Zhenling, couldn't help but pause.

The reputation of the General Painter Association of T City in T City is even more famous than that of T University, which ranks among the top 20 universities.

Su Cheng opened the umbrella and took Meng Fu in without squinting: "Let's go." ”

It seems that I didn't hear Yu Zhenling's words.

Yu Zhenling has lived for so many years, and one day she is not held by others, and few people dare to give her such a look.

"Mom, sister, is she dissatisfied...... Jiang Xinran hesitated.

"What's not about her? Leave her alone for now. Yu Zhenling got into the car irritably and asked the driver to drive the car back to Jiang's house.

Jiang Xinchen didn't have classes today, but he didn't see Jiang Xinchen at home.

As soon as he asked the servant, the servant pointed to the ancestral hall and said that he had gone to kneel in the ancestral hall.

Jiang Xinchen kneeling in the ancestral hall?

Why kneel at the ancestral hall?

The two were thinking about it, and outside, the voice of the servant greeting appeared, and it was Old Man Jiang who came back.

Next to him were Tong Eryu and Jiang Quan's assistants, and the three of them were talking about business.

Seeing them, Jiang Xinran's expression moved, and then he knelt on the ground, his voice was apologetic and serious: "Grandpa, today's incident is completely to blame on me, if it weren't for my mother, they wouldn't have wronged my sister." Mom and Uncle They have already apologized to their sister, Uncle didn't mean it, he said that he hung her under his door, which has taken a lot of risk, my sister should still be dissatisfied, she may want to be her uncle's closed disciple, but the uncle's identity is not ordinary. ”

"A thousand mistakes, this matter is all my fault, grandpa, you punish me, it has nothing to do with my brother, don't punish him for kneeling in the ancestral hall."

Jiang Xinran said this, Yu Zhenling obviously thought that Meng Fu had already sued the old man, so when she went to look for her before, she did not accept Yu Yong's conditions.

That's why Jiang Xinchen was punished by the old man to kneel in the ancestral hall.

Yes, apart from Meng Fu, who else will sue Old Man Jiang?!

Yu Zhenling's face turned pale.