Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Ji Ziyang, you can rest here at night, your bedroom is still on the second floor. Mrs. Ji's energy is not bad, but her appetite is not very good, and she can't eat after a few bites.

Ji Ziyang has always lived in the main house of the Ji family.

However, occasionally during holidays, he would live with Mrs. Ji and accompany her.

In the past, if Mrs. Ji said this, Father Ji would naturally not stop him. He would spend less time with the old lady himself, and would mostly let his son spend time with Mrs. Ji.

just this time...

When Father Ji heard this, he put down his chopsticks calmly and smiled, Mom, Ji Ziyang Student Union is very busy recently.

Okay then. Mrs. Ji regretted.

After eating, Father Ji took Ji Ziyang away.

Grandma Ji turned to the servant on the side: Mother Ji, send the young master off.

Yes. Mama Ji respectfully put down the rag in her hand.

Hearing this, Meng Fu glanced at Mama Ji, a little surprised, she could naturally see that this Mama Ji was brisk in her steps, and there must be internal strength in her body.

Meng Fu thought for a while, then looked away, took the black bag that was put aside, and touched the silver needle inside.

Miss Meng, drink tea. Mama Ji came back, went to the kitchen to make three cups of tea, and brought a cup to Meng Fu.

Knowing that the spices that could make Mrs. Ji sleep were given by Meng Fu, Mama Ji treated Meng Fu very respectfully.

Thank you, Meng Fu thanked, then got up, Grandma Ji, I'll use silver needles to treat you.

Silver needles? Yi Tong came down from upstairs, arranged the spices, and looked at Meng Fu.

He invited Meng Fu to come, but naturally he didn't have the idea that Meng Fu could cure his grandmother.

I just thought that she could get more spices for grandma so that she could sleep more peacefully.

In China, Chinese medicine is now dominant, and Mrs. Ji had undergone acupuncture and moxibustion many times before, but it was of no use.

Hearing this, the old lady Ji also turned to Meng Fu, paused, then shook her head with a smile, Xiao Meng, don't bother, we've tried this before, and it doesn't work for me.

Meng Fu took out the silver needle from his bag, heard the words, thought for a while, and asked, Do you feel that your head is very heavy now? I won't be able to cure you with the needle, but it can relieve the symptoms of your head. .”

With the rise of traditional Chinese medicine, there are not many people who really know how to use silver needles.

Mrs. Ji thought for a while, but she didn't refuse, Then Xiaomeng, try it, I'll go upstairs and change clothes first.

Acupuncture must not be done downstairs, Mrs. Ji went upstairs.

Mama Ji helped the old lady upstairs and helped her change clothes. After closing the door, she hesitated, Old lady, why did you agree? A few years ago we had the honor to invite Fengshen doctor to give you an injection. use.

It's okay, Mrs. Ji smiled, Let her try, and I won't lose anything.

When she said that, Mama Ji didn't refuse.

Old Madam Ji changed into her white exercise clothes, and called Meng Fu to give her the needles.

Old Madam Ji was in good spirits. She lay on the bed with her eyes closed, and while waiting for Meng Fu to administer the needle, she said, Xiao Meng, you don't have to use too much strength.

She has seen too many people who give her needles, and most of them will be empty of blood and pale after the needles.

Acupuncture and aromatherapy are two things that are very exhausting for some doctors.

Meng Fu held three silver needles between his fingertips, without saying a word, he just inserted the first one into an acupuncture point on the top of Old Madam Ji's head.

As soon as the needle entered the acupuncture point, Mrs. Ji felt some obvious difference.

The brain seems to be a little lighter.

The second needle landed on a point on the back of Mrs. Ji's neck.

After the needle fell, the feeling in Mrs. Ji's brain became more and more obvious.

The third needle landed on an acupuncture point on Mrs. Ji's finger.

After the needle was inserted, Mrs. Ji vaguely felt something in her mind rushing towards her arms.

She saw that Meng Fufei wanted to give it a try, so she asked her to give it a try. After all, she might give up if she tried it. She really didn't expect that these three injections would make her feel better than before.

Old madam, how do you feel? Mother Ji asked quickly when she saw that the three silver needles had been pricked, but old lady Ji remained silent.

It's okay. Mrs. Ji felt a little miraculous, Mother Ji, I seem to be a little hungry.

hungry?

Mama Ji was taken aback for a moment, then stood up quickly, her face seemed a little excited, Wait, I'll go downstairs and prepare a meal for you!

After finishing speaking, Mama Ji walked downstairs excitedly.

Mrs. Ji's appetite has always been poor, and she has to cope with eating every day. This is the first time that she said she was hungry.

No matter how stupid Yi Tong was, he knew that it was Meng Fu's credit. He turned to Meng Fu with a stern look, Thank you...

Turning around, he saw Meng Fu's pale face.

Her complexion was originally cold and fair, but now she looks even paler, Sit down first.

Yi Tong directly brought a chair for Meng Fu.

After hearing the words, old lady Ji also sat up, and looked at Meng Fu worriedly, Xiao Meng, are you okay? They told you not to use too much strength.

It's okay. Meng Fu raised his hand, his expression not too concerned.

Outside, Mama Ji brought up a plate with two bowls inside, one bowl was for Mrs. Ji's meal, and the other bowl was for Meng Fu's ginseng soup.

Miss Meng, replenish your qi and blood first. Mama Ji handed the ginseng soup to Meng Fu, her tone more respectful than before.

Meng Fu: ...Thank you.

Old Madam Ji hadn't felt hungry for a long time, her body was extremely thin, and it was the first time she felt the taste of delicious food. She took a bite before turning to Meng Fu, Xiao Meng, are you here to record a show in the capital?

Meng Fu kept his head down while eating, and when he heard this, he raised his head and gave a hmm.

Old Madam Ji took another bite, looking at Meng Fu with hope, Do you have a place to live?

I've already booked the hotel, and I'll deliver the medicine to you tomorrow. Meng Fu was quite concise.

The old lady Ji regretted again, she finished her porridge, and she was very regretful: Okay, let Xiaotong take you to the hotel later, let's leave a wechat message, you are in the capital, if you encounter anything, just contact I.

She asked Mother Ji to bring her mobile phone and exchanged WeChat with Meng Fu.

Send Meng Fu out personally.

Wait till you can't see Yi Tong's car.

Mrs. Ji was wearing presbyopic glasses, looked at Meng Fu's WeChat, and asked a young servant to come over, How to push this WeChat, you push me to Ji Ziyang.

After the servant pushed this WeChat message to Ji Ziyang, the old lady also sent a voice message——

[Ji Ziyang, this is Xiaomeng's WeChat, please add one. 】

Old lady, it seems that you like Miss Meng very much. Mama Ji watched from the side, smiling rarely.

I feel very comfortable when I see Xiao Meng, but I still feel uncomfortable when she leaves, the old lady Ji also smiled when she heard this, It's much better than the Ren Ying that Ji Ziyang liked, and that Ren Ying was too thoughtful. Heavy.

Ren Ying is Ji Ziyang's junior sister, the same age as Meng Fu. Although she is a descendant of the Ren family, the head of the Ren family is nearly fifty years old and has never been married.

This adopted daughter of the collateral line was doted on and reached the sky in one step.

Although it wasn't Ren Ying who was adopted as a righteous daughter, Ren Ying's status also rose accordingly.

Ren Ying and Ji Ziyang visited Mrs. Ji, and Mrs. Ji met her a few times. A family like the Ren family is very complicated. In addition, Ren Ying has a heavy heart, so the old lady doesn't like her very much.

Probably because Yi Tong is also an actor, Mrs. Ji likes Meng Fu, who has a simple family background, is very well-behaved, with clear eyes and without so many twists and turns in his words.

Yi Tong and Director Xu also spoke very well of Meng Fu.

Leaving aside Yi Tong's words, it is even rarer for an old lady to make Director Xu say a good word.

Why don't you introduce it to Young Master Biao? I think Young Master Biao has a good relationship with Ms. Meng. I just escaped from death and came to the capital to treat you. Mama Ji smiled and shook her head, In my opinion, Young Master Biao is more stable than Young Master There are many.

How can this work? He's already 31, how old is Xiaomeng? Mrs. Ji waved her hands, without thinking, and sternly refused, He's too old, no way.

Earlier, the old lady also worried about Yi Tong's marriage, but now that she thinks about it, she should forget it.

He doesn't deserve it.

Mama Ji: ...

Fortunately, Master Biao is not here.

Really, a little bit heartbroken.

On the other side of the phone, Ji Ziyang sat in the back seat with Ji's father, and it was rare to see Mrs. Ji send him a WeChat message.

Ji Ziyang clicked on the voice directly.

The voice was not very loud, but Ji's father who was sitting next to him also heard it. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and told him seriously: What is your grandma trying to do? You are still young, so there is no rush.

But speaking of it... At this point, Father Ji also paused, Do you think this Miss Meng looks a little familiar?

Ji's father didn't say that Ji Ziyang didn't think about it, but he also had some impressions when he said this, There is indeed a little...

Ji Ziyang couldn't remember exactly where he saw it.

**

at the same time.

The hotel next to the Beijing Painting Association.

Yu Yong, Yu Zhenling and Jiang Xinran got off the taxi, and saw the magnificent hotel.

This is the Zhou Hotel, and it is also the largest hotel in Asia, Yu Yong introduced the hotel to the two of them, We will stay here for one night, and tomorrow we will go to see the Art Association publish the list.

Jiang Xinran's painting was handed over to the painting association the day before yesterday, and the result of the rematch will be announced tomorrow.

The results will be directly displayed on the list of the Beijing Painting Association.

For Jiang Xinran's sake, Yu Yong had already broken the boat and pinned all his hopes on Jiang Xinran. In order to see the results sooner, he took Jiang Xinran directly to the Duzhou Hotel.

A total of 78 floors, Jiang Xinran and others booked a suite on the 28th floor of the hotel.

Jiang Xinran stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, looked down at the majestic and mysterious painting association headquarters opposite the Duzhou Hotel, took a deep breath, and seeing this, she no longer paid attention to those things in T City.

What about T city and M city?

Even the Chu family in T city has been scheming in order to climb to the capital.

The capital is the highest circle, not just the painting association circle, but any other circle is the same. Even in the entertainment circle, the artists in the Beijing circle are higher than other circles, as can be seen from the famous Yi Tong.

Did Er Yu not contact you? Yu Yong came out from the door on the other side with his mobile phone.

Hearing this, Jiang Xinran raised her head and smiled, He's still at Luo's house. He just finished his studies and has already driven over. He'll take us out for dinner right away.

The next day, the Painting Association released the list.

The painting association holds a youth competition every year. There are two rounds in total, preliminary and semi-finals. Twenty people are selected in the preliminary competition.

The list was announced at 8:00 a.m. on the screen at the entrance of the Painting Association.

Yu Yong and Jiang Xinran arrived at the gate of the painting association at 7:30. From a distance, they could see two rows of men in black guarding the gate of the painting association.

And a group of people surrounded the list.

Most of these are waiting for the results like Jiang Xinran and the others.

Everyone knows that being selected into the top ten is equivalent to reaching the sky in one step. At the beginning, Yu Yongcai got the eighteenth place, which was a lot worse. Finally, he was admitted to the Beijing Association from the university, and he was released as an apprentice for two years. Became the vice president of the Tcheng Painting Association.

They watched Jiang Xinran release the list, and Tong Eryu also came over, followed by a man in black, This is my grandfather's guard, come out with me this time.

Tong Eryu introduced to Yu Yong.

Yu Yong had also stayed in the capital for a few years. Hearing this, he was a little shocked. He didn't expect Tong Eryu's grandpa's family to have guards. He took a deep breath and said hello: Hello.

The guard glanced at Yu Yong and nodded slightly. He was not surprised by Yong's attitude.

Can you make it to the top ten this time? Tong Eryu asked Jiang Xinran.

Top ten is okay, but top five is a bit difficult. Jiang Xinran kept looking at the direction of the list, her expression nervous, and she didn't pay attention to other things.

Hearing Jiang Xinran's words, the guards beside Tong Eryu took a look at Jiang Xinran, quite surprised.

eight o'clock.

On the electronic display at the entrance of the Painting Association, the ranking list was finally refreshed, and everyone gathered around there.

Yu Yong squeezed to the front, looking up from the twentieth place.

no20: Fang Kaiyuan

no19: Xiao Yiwei

...

no11: Pu Qian

Seeing that Jiang Xinran was missing from the eleventh to twenty, Yu Yong heaved a sigh of relief, and looked up again.

no5: Jiang Xinran

Yu Yong's eyes suddenly shot two bright lights, and he looked over to Jiang Xinran, excited and incoherent: Fifth! Xinran, you are fifth! You can enter the painting association, Xinran!

After finishing speaking, he quickly took out his mobile phone to call old man Yu and T City Painting Association to tell them the good news.

As soon as this sentence came out, most of the people around looked at Jiang Xinran with envious and amazed eyes.

Fifth in the Youth Competition, stuck in fifth place, not only can enter the painting association, but also very likely to be favored by the teachers of the painting association.

Beside Tong Eryu, the guard was also shocked, and took out his mobile phone to report the news to the Luo family. After being recovered, the guard looked at Jiang Xinran with a different look, Miss Jiang, our master invited the three of you to come to Luo's house. Be a guest.

Luo's family, Tong Eryu's grandfather's family.

There is also some status in the capital.

When Jiang Xinran came to the capital for the first time, she didn't even see the Luo family, but today she was invited to the Luo family in public.

Not far away, Yu Zhenling was clutching her heart. Because of Jiang Xinchen and Meng Fu's matter, she had been burying panic in her heart these two days, wondering if she had missed something. Only now did she let out a sigh of relief.

As expected of our Yu family. Yu Yong reached out and patted Jiang Xinran's shoulder with an undisguised pride on his face.

Knowing that Jiang Xinran was ranked fifth, they felt relieved to look at the previous rankings.

Everyone subconsciously looked at the first place——

I want to make money every day.

Seeing this name, Tong Eryu was surprised: It's not my real name?

This is rare.

It's also possible that it's an expert outside the world. Yu Yong looked at the first place with awe in his heart, This first place will definitely be received by the teacher of the painting association, and it is likely to be an A-level teacher, no know who it is.

No matter who it is, it is a field that they cannot reach.

A-level teacher? Jiang Xinran was taken aback.

The teachers who are second only to the three teachers in charge, but A-level teachers basically don't accept apprentices, unless they are interested in the first place every year. I don't know what the first painting is like this time. Yu Yu Yong Zhengse explained to Jiang Xinran.

After listening to it, Jiang Xinran looked at the number one, her eyes sparkled, and her eyes were full of ambition.

**

Meng Fu is here.

She also woke up early in the morning and didn't go anywhere. Instead, she took a taxi to the medicinal material base in the capital. The medicinal material base here is not as big as that in southern Hunan, but all the medicines she looks for can be found here.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Fan called her, We are here, where are you? I will send someone to pick you up to the hotel.

The program will be recorded tomorrow, and Zhao Fan and Su Di also rushed over today.

Seeing that they were coming to pick her up, Meng Fu sent Zhao Fan the address.

On Zhao Fan's side, she and Su Di had just arrived, and the capital city was no different than T City, and there was no nanny car here, so Su Di and Zhao Fan took a taxi to the hotel, and asked Su Tianshun to take Meng Fu there as well.

Half an hour later, Zhao Fan and Su Di also arrived at the hotel.

The hotel is not the Duzhou Hotel in the center, it is a bit off, Zhao Fan followed Su Di into it, and saw Su Cheng downstairs, with Wei Jingke beside him.

Young Master Wei, you haven't left yet? Seeing Wei Jingke, Su Di was a little surprised.

Didn't Wei Jingke go to the federation to take charge of the racing?

I'm going back to the capital, and I'll go with Sister Xian. Wei Jingke looked at Su Di and Zhao Fan, but didn't see Meng Fu, Where's Miss Meng? Didn't you say she's coming to record a show?

She arrived one day earlier than us, Su Di explained to Su Cheng, I told Su Tian that he happens to be working there and will bring Miss Meng over later.

Hearing this, Su Cheng nodded and didn't say much.

Sit down and continue working on your computer.

Su Di and Wei Jingke sat across from him and waited. Zhao Fan put the box aside, sat next to Su Cheng, and told him about Meng Fu's recording of the show, There are two people in this show that she definitely doesn't like... ...

An hour and a half later, Su Di didn't find anyone, so he went outside to wait. As soon as he got outside, a familiar car stopped.

Su Di stretched out his hand to pull the door of the back seat.

The back seat is empty.

Su Di paused, looked at the man who got off the driver's seat, and took a deep breath, Brother, where's Miss Meng?

Hearing this, the man was also taken aback: Miss Lufeng asked my wife's condition just now, so I went to send her the case. Miss Meng hasn't come yet?

**

Might be gone in the morning...