Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

The circle that Rui Ze can contact is definitely different from Su Xian's.

"Squad?" The second elder raised his head.

As a neutral force in the capital, the square team has never favored any family.

Su Xian took the cup on one side, but didn't drink it. She looked outside the door, lost in thought, "Well, ask Team Fang first, he is in contact with this circle."

Two people are talking here.

Su Cheng also got into the car.

Su Di called him, and Su Cheng put Dabai in the back seat, turned on the Bluetooth headset, and answered Su Di's call.

"Ms. Meng has arrived and is talking to Sister Fan." Su Di adjusted the fire on the stove with one hand. He looked in the direction of the hall and lowered his voice slightly: "Master, I didn't find it. Do you want to continue?"

At the red light, Su Cheng stopped the car, remained silent for a while, and then said, "Where's the other one?"

"In the slum murder case, the most core information was in the Bureau of Investigation, with high authority. Only she should know what happened to M Xia's injuries at that time. There are many rumors on the road," Su Di lifted the cover and pondered for a while. , and then said, "I don't think the rumors of her death are credible."

"En." Su Cheng responded lightly and hung up the phone.

When the light was green, he turned the steering wheel and drove in the direction of Beijing University.

Not long after, we arrived at our residence.

Meng Fu received Su Xian's WeChat——

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Meng Fu didn't understand Su Xian's wechat emoji, so she casually replied with a "thank you" emoji.

"Sister Fan, do I still have my album?" Meng Fu has only released one album, which is all songs sung with other people. It is a limited edition, only 5,000 copies, and it seems to be sold out in 0.1 seconds according to the rumors.

It's already out of print on the market.

"Album?" Zhao Fan thought for a while, "I went to the studio to look for it. I don't know if there is any more. Do you want to give it to your classmate?"

"No." Meng Fu looked up and looked in the direction of the door, "I have a friend's younger brother's girlfriend who is my fan."

The relationship was a bit complicated, so Zhao Fan didn't think about the complicated relationship anymore, and followed Meng Fu's gaze.

Outside the door, Su Cheng came back.

He didn't continue to hold the goose rope in his hand, one end of the rope was wrapped around the goose's neck, he walked in front, and Dabai twisted and twisted behind him.

Its hair has been maintained, and the beautician specially trimmed it to a good shape.

Su Cheng should have just taken it to take a bath, and it exudes the breath of money from head to toe.

"Brother Cheng, have you seen "A Day of the Star"?" Zhao Fan raised his head and asked Su Cheng, "I just confirmed with the producer, the time is just right, and it is staggered with the GDL audition."

"Look, I booked the time with them." Su Cheng lowered his head and glanced at Dabai.

Dabai went to the bathroom with a waddle.

The bathroom was specially built later, and there is a big white exclusive pit.

Zhao Fan looked around Dabai, then sighed to Meng Fu, "Having money can make a goose obedient."

Meng Fu took a look at Dabai, then came back somewhat convinced, and asked Su Cheng, "How did you educate this goose?"

After all, Yang Hua has nothing to do with it.

In Taoist temples, it is even more bullish.

"Show it TV for a day," Su Cheng said casually, "When do you have an exam?"

"October 9th." Meng Fu looked back at Dabai and sighed.

Then he went back to his room to get his lockbox. When Zhao Fan came, he specially brought her lockbox.

Outside, Zhao Fan frowned a little. She planned the time. On October 9th, she would go directly to record "Star" after the exam, and then GDL would follow the group, "Brother Cheng, can the school ask for leave?"

When she was in high school, she asked Zhou Jin to ask for a leave of absence. Zhou Jin also set a goal for Meng Fu. Zhao Fan had attended university, but Meng Fu did not major in acting, and taking a long leave of absence was equivalent to dropping out of school.

"These are not problems." Su Cheng turned on the TV, and the network connected to the TV was Meng Fu's last episode of "Haunted House", which was broadcast in Sudi last time. "You control the public relations well."

Recently, Meng Fu only had one variety show, "Haunted House".

**

In the room, Meng Fu opened her lockbox. There were several books in it, and she dug out one of them.

The cover is crumpled.

If the staff responsible for the filming of "The Most Occasional" were here, they would definitely be able to tell that this was the "swine diseases and difficult and miscellaneous diseases" that Meng Fu had read before.

Meng Fu flipped a page casually, and there was no large paragraph of text, nor any picture about pigs.

There is only one diagram of human body structure, and several acupuncture points are clearly described on the diagram.

She put the book down and took out another ancient book.

This time it is a very thick tome.

Meng Fu lowered his head and flipped through the classics, but the phone in his pocket rang at this moment. Meng Fu took out the phone and looked, it was Mr. Jiang.

She would send two videos to Mr. Jiang every week. Meng Fu was not surprised when he received a call from Mr. Jiang at this time. She put the phone to her ear, "Grandpa."

"Fu'er," Mr. Jiang was still awake, his voice sounded full of energy, "Have you been studying hard lately?"

"Fortunately, the exam is coming." Thinking about the second class, Meng Fu pondered for a while.

"Exam?" Mr. Jiang asked concerned, "Can you keep up? University is no better than high school."

Meng Fu thought for a while, she was not sure about the difficulty of the examination of the Perfume Department, "It should be okay, right?"

Mr. Jiang nodded, and he said, "That's good. I don't have anything to worry about recently, right? To be an entertainer, you have to take care of your studies. Don't work too hard. Call grandpa if you have anything to do."

Every time Mr. Jiang talked to him, he would always say these few words, and Meng Fu was used to it.

"Come back when you have time. Grandpa has something to ask you." On the other end of the phone, Mr. Jiang sat back on the chair and said quickly, "It's not a big deal. You should finish your own business before you come back. The last two days It’s fine for a month, and Grandpa hasn’t seen you for a long time.”

Meng Fu leaned back in the chair, raised his eyebrows, and ruthlessly revealed the truth: "Did I go back to eat with the dog when I recorded the program last week?"

Mr. Jiang froze: "...you are not as fun as my little sister!"

He hung up the phone angrily.

In T City, across from Old Man Jiang, Jiang Quan silently raised his head and glanced at Old Man Jiang.

"What are you looking at? Your eyes are big?" Mr. Jiang looked up indifferently.

Jiang Quan quickly apologized: "No, my eyes are not as big as Fuer's."

Old Man Jiang glanced at Jiang Quan, and then called Su Cheng. Su Cheng wanted to show him more face than Meng Fu. Seeing that Old Man Jiang had something to do, he gave him an interval, "Is it OK in October? She will take the exam on October 9th." Finish."

He didn't ask Mr. Jiang what he wanted to do.

"October is fine, don't make her too tired." After talking to Su Cheng, Mr. Jiang let out a sigh of relief, and his mood improved a lot.

Seeing that the two hung up the phone, Jiang Quan poured a cup of tea for Mr. Jiang, "Dad, what do you want Fu'er to do when you come back? She is not as busy as before, with more announcements than before, and she is too busy to touch the ground."

Jiang Quan also visited Meng Fu's class and knew Meng Fu's daily itinerary.

In addition to filming, there is also schoolwork, and the painting homework assigned to her by the president.

"Make a will and divide the shares under my name." Mr. Jiang took the tea, took a sip, and said slowly.

"A will?" Jiang Quan couldn't help but look up at Mr. Jiang when he heard this sentence, "You..."

"It's almost the same." Mr. Jiang glanced at Jiang Quan, took his crutches and slapped him, pressed his lips, and coughed twice: "I can't enjoy the happiness yet? Have you ever seen anyone who is still busy in the company at such a young age?" commonplace?!"

Now that Jiang Quan has enough executive power, Mr. Jiang is not worried that Nuo Da's family business will not be able to carry him.

Jiang Xinchen also grew up after the last time.

Jiang Quan: "..."

He has never seen anyone at such a great age who competes with a group of young girls for tickets.

But he didn't dare to say it either.

At home, Mr. Jiang's majesty is engraved on everyone's hearts.

Only Meng Fu enjoyed his gentleness. He and Jiang Xinchen grew up under Mr. Jiang's serious care, and would kneel down at the ancestral hall every now and then.

"Xinran, you should go and inform me too," Mr. Jiang pondered for a while when he said this, "After all, you were raised by you."

Share Jiang Xinran and Yu Zhenling are not qualified.

However, when Jiang Xinran was in the Jiang family back then, it also gave the Jiang family a lot of convenience. Mr. Jiang also hoped that Jiang Xinran would not complain about Meng Fu because of this, as it would be a good relationship for Meng Fu.

Jiang Quan nodded and divided the shares. This is indeed a big deal. No wonder the old man insisted on Meng Fu's return.

**

Meng Fu didn't make any big announcements in the past two months, and only shot a magazine in the capital.

The rest of the time is spent reading books in the Perfume Department.

"This is all the questions of the previous years' assessment." In the cafeteria, Liang Si handed a copy of the document to Meng Fu, "Look at it."

In the past two days, I saw that Meng Fu stopped watching TV and read the notes she gave her every day. When Duan Yan demonstrated spices to everyone, she also read them carefully. Liang Si confirmed that Meng Fu was serious about staying in the fragrance department. up.

Meng Fu put down the chopsticks, took them over, and thanked, "Thank you, Senior Sister."

"It's okay." Liang Si looked at Meng Fu, "Don't stress too much, this matter has nothing to do with you."

"En." Meng Fu lowered his head and took a mouthful of food.

When you're done eating, return the plate to the recycling place, and head back to the aroma department with your notebook.

As soon as she went back, two people in the class waved to her, "Brother Fu, come and take a look at this, I passed the test last year, and it's easy to pass the pressure questions this year..."

A man and a woman are also in Duan Yan's group.

Meng Fu walked over, sat across from the two of them, looked down at the information above, it was a niche spice that she had never heard of, and listened seriously.

She has seen a lot of medicinal materials, but there are few spices that have no special effects in this niche.

When Meng Fu became serious, others could see his talent.

By analogy, when it comes to spices, she is much better than the average person.

During this time, everyone in the second class realized this.

In the practice class, Liang Si was standing at the back door. Seeing Meng Fu listening to the two of them seriously, Liang Si couldn't help pursing his lips.

"Isn't this what you wanted to see the most?" Duan Yan came from behind and asked.

Liang Si looked at Meng Fu's back and sighed: "Little junior sister is very talented, senior brother, give her time, she can reach your height, I will go find Professor Feng!"

**

Not long after, Feng Zhi left the office and came to the lounge.

Outside, just as Feng Xiu was about to push the door in, he put his hand on the door, but stopped for a moment. He raised his hand to tell the subordinates beside him not to speak.

The door of the lounge was half-closed, and the voice of Feng Zhi could be heard from inside.

Feng Zhi's assistant handed the coffee to Feng Zhi, lowered his voice, "Professor, don't think too much..."

"Duan Yan, Liang Si, Meng Fu," Feng Zhi smiled wryly, "it's just two, now there is another Meng Fu, how can you make me not want to."

"Liang Si said that Meng Fu's talent might not be inferior to that of Duan Yan," the assistant said softly, feeling sorry for the three of them, "These three should have been in the same class back then."

Speaking of this, the assistant couldn't help shaking his head, "Unfortunately..."

Although he comforted Feng Zhi that their class might pass 50%, or that Duan Yan could reach the S of grade 3, but he also understood that this was nothing more than comforting Feng Zhi.

Hearing this, Feng Xiu outside directly withdrew his hand.

He didn't continue to walk to the lounge, and went straight back to his office without saying a word.

"Feng Yuan, this..." The subordinates beside Feng Xiu obviously heard the conversation in the office, and couldn't help but look up at Feng Xiu.

Feng Xiu frowned, "Show me Meng Fu's information."

Duan Yan and Liang Si's talent Feng Xiu has no doubts, but Meng Fu... Feng Xiu has some doubts.

Meng Fu has been in the Perfume Department for so long, Feng Xiu has never read Meng Fu's information.

This is the first time I have asked to see his profile.

In less than ten minutes, his subordinates transferred Meng Fu's file and handed it to Feng Xiu: "Seal the courtyard."