Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

With a soft sound, the celadon teacup was placed on the table.

Then today, Mr. Trouble is here. The tone was neither cold nor calm, with some understatement and gentleness.

People don't see its appearance, but also feel its elegance and elegance.

I... can teach her a few lessons in my spare time. The man in the middle couldn't help but feel a sudden in his heart, always feeling an inexplicable pressure, and opened his mouth to compromise.

Meng Fu yawned, wrapped around the phone with one hand, and leaned on the back of the chair with the other, and turned towards Su Cheng, with a three-point playful smile: You are looking for, um, what unreliable teacher?

Her peach-blossom eyes are always filled with vague mist, and she just smiles like a fox in shape, both seductive and seductive.

Su Cheng was slightly taken aback by her smile, and then said: It's my fault.

After a while, he put his eyes on the teapot again, and poured tea for himself, Don't bother me, Mr. Zhao, see off the guests.

As a manager, Zhao Fan naturally understands the world and the world. He broke the cold atmosphere with a smile, and sent the middle-aged man downstairs with flirtatious words.

Downstairs, the middle-aged man looked at Zhao Fan's back, then raised his head, and looked at the three characters Shiwai Pavilion written in iron and silver hooks on the restaurant.

There was some uneasiness in my heart.

He took out his mobile phone, called Mr. Chen's people, and asked about Su Cheng's whereabouts.

Mr. Su? The voice of the person over there was slightly puzzled, I haven't heard the master mention this person.

After listening, the middle-aged man thought about whether there was a family surnamed Su in T City.

He thought for a long time, ruled out several families, and he had never heard of a family with this surname before he breathed a sigh of relief, then there was no need to waste time here.

**

Zhao Fan cautiously opened the door and entered.

I happened to see Su Chengzheng standing in front of the incense burner, adding sandalwood powder finely with a thin silver spoon.

Meng Fu was lying on the table, with the hood covered on his head, as if he had fallen asleep.

Not to mention Meng Fu, every time Zhao Fan entered this box, she also wanted to sleep, mainly because of the sandalwood, which was a bit hypnotic, but she was too timid to sleep in front of Su Cheng.

Seeing Zhao Fan coming back from the corner of the eye, Su Cheng put the spoon aside, and glanced at Meng Fu who was lying on the table: What's going on with her recently? I dare to sleep here.

Zhao Fan also felt that Meng Fu had changed a bit recently, shook his head, and lowered his voice: I don't know, but she moved all her family's things to the rented house, and said to be a good person. By the way, this is what I asked for from the program team Disc, she has really improved a lot, Brother Cheng, stop scolding her.

Su Cheng paused.

Turn back and look at Zhao Fan.

He is tall, a full head taller than Zhao Fan, and the white sweater on his body is soft, which dilutes his glamorousness to a bit of warmth, making him look even more virile.

When seeing Su Cheng for the first time, Zhao Fan almost thought he was an ancient Tsing Yi boy who had traveled through thousands of years, but he didn't think he was Meng Fu's assistant arranged by the company.

Zhao Fan was a little afraid to look at him. Although Su Cheng was Meng Fu's assistant, they rarely saw Su Cheng, basically once a month.

Regarding Su Cheng, what Zhao Fan remembers most clearly is that a year ago, Meng Fu's false singing was hacked by the whole network, and the company almost gave up on Meng Fu.

The next day, people on Weibo seemed to have forgotten about it.

Whether it's the opponent or the public relations, the lip-singing incident was completely deleted, as if nothing had happened. If Zhao Fan hadn't had a screenshot, he would have thought he had lost his memory.

Well, Su Cheng reached out and took the USB flash drive that Zhao Fan handed him, looked at the sleeping Meng Fu and pondered for a while, his voice was cool, I'll leave after she wakes up.

When Su Cheng went out, Zhao Fan still didn't react.

When did Brother Cheng become so talkative?

Every time they saw him, she and Meng Fu didn't even dare to raise their heads.

Having worked with Su Cheng for two years, Zhao Fan knew that Su Cheng had a cleanliness habit, this box was Su Cheng's exclusive box, and every time he finished giving orders, she and Meng Fu couldn't stay for even a minute longer.

For the first time today, Meng Fu was allowed to sleep until he woke up?

**

When Meng Fu returned to the program group, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and she put the hood on her head.

When passing by the training room, the lights in several major training rooms were still on. Next time it will be an elimination system, and a group of trainees will work harder one by one.

Meng Fu was going to go back to take a bath first.

When she was approaching the door of the dormitory, she looked up at the door of the dormitory, and then walked in as if nothing had happened. The door of the dormitory was closed, leaving only a small gap.

Outside the door, Meng Fu could still hear Ding Liuyue's voice: What can I do? I gave up studying for this opportunity. The performance will be held in a few days, and the last twenty will be eliminated. Chu Yue , Don’t you know what my public ranking was like last time? No. 37! This time I made a mistake in the performance, and I will lose this opportunity forever.”

Ding Liuyue, I will hand in the song tomorrow morning. These days, Chu Yue and the others are fully cooperating with your song to write lyrics and choreography. Now you say you are going to Jiang Ran's team? Wei Jin looked at it in disbelief. With Ding Liuyue.

Sorry, I've already told my instructor about this, and the teacher agreed. Ding Liuyue didn't look at Chu Yue and Wei Jin, I'm just talking to you today.

Ding Liuyue admitted that she was sorry for Chu Yue and the others by doing what she did now, but she didn't want the next performance to be her last stage.

Those who enter the entertainment industry, who doesn't want to climb up?

So does she.

Originally, their team was not as good as Jiang Ran and the others, but now that Meng Fu was added, her chances were even slimmer.

After finishing speaking, she opened the door to go out, when she happened to see Meng Fu who was leaning on the door frame and playing with his mobile phone.

Ding Liuyue felt guilty when facing Chu Yue and others, but not when facing Meng Fu.

She didn't even look at Meng Fu directly, and went straight to the training room.

Meng Fu just entered the dormitory, and was not surprised to see that everyone else in the group was there, so he closed the door gently.

I'm going to find Liuyue, she must have something to hide. Wei Jin stood up from the bed directly.

Meng Fu reached out his hand and took out the sandalwood and utensils that he brought along from Su Cheng from his pocket, and lighted it unhurriedly, She told Jiang Ran a long time ago, I saw it at the stairs the night before yesterday, what do you find? She's useless.

Hearing this, Wei Jin's face turned pale, and he sat on the bed weakly.

The others also looked depressed and unwilling.

After Meng Fu clicked, he admired the sandalwood. She was always lazy in everything she did, and she spoke slowly, She left as soon as she left, so she didn't bother to help you compose the music.

You don't understand, Wei Jin and the others didn't mean to anger Meng Fu because of this, they just smiled wryly, In our team, she is the only one who can compose a song, and the original song that Teacher Tang gave us these two days is at Liuyue's place. , we all choreographed and wrote lyrics to match her style. The formal submission will be handed in tomorrow morning, and we have finished choreographing and writing lyrics, and we need her to write music.

I want them to be completely confused.

The audience and teachers don't care about the reason why they don't have a repertoire.

Meng Fu turned his head, looked at Wei Jin, stretched out his hand to hook her chin, and smiled calmly: Don't cry, we will fill it out ourselves.

Fill in by yourself? How to fill in this?

Chu Yue and Wei Jin were completely stunned. Let alone they couldn't compose the song, even if they could, it was simply impossible for them to complete the repertoire in one night.

**

The male and female protagonists in this article have some differences in personality from the previous ones. The female protagonist can be salty or sweet, a girl with thousands of faces, and Huahua in the entertainment industry has never written it professionally. It will be much better when someone sets up the plot. I hope everyone will read it slowly ~

Hey, I still want a recommendation ticket~