Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Manager Sheng is still in the company at this time, discussing the contract renewal of several artists with the two senior managers.

When he received the call, he still had a pen in his hand.

Hearing this, he also froze for a moment, but didn't react: Sister Fan, what did you say?

The final place in the international competition?

Zhao Fan also has a little seniority in the industry, but she is still much worse than Manager Sheng, but Manager Sheng has always insisted on calling her Sister Fan, and Zhao Fan is used to it now.

She no longer corrected Manager Sheng's address, but she was still in awe of Manager Sheng and repeated it again.

The manager of the Variety Show that Meng Fu participated in also knows, especially when he created a section for Best Idol on his own app.

The follow-up gave Zhao Fan many opportunities.

But when Meng Fu was signed, Manager Sheng didn't come here because Meng Fu would be a big hit, nor did he expect her to do anything in this variety show.

But he didn't expect Zhao Fan to give him such an explosive news suddenly.

Global Idol is an idol program of a celestial group, organized by four countries, which not only represents the strength of the celestial group, but also the maturity of the country's entertainment media development.

Since this variety show was promoted, it has been running with it in China.

Manager Sheng is in the entertainment industry, so he naturally knows what it means for Meng Fu to enter the finals of the international stage. While winning on the stage, he also made the domestic women's team go international.

You arrange the public relations department. Manager Sheng is clear-headed. This is the time when fans are the most attractive. He arranges assistants, Let them work overtime overnight, send out various drafts, and edit the copywriting and videos. It's best. You can get videos captured by reporters or fans.”

He gave orders one by one.

Manager Sheng, I don't think it's necessary to ask everyone to work overtime so late... The assistant beside him responded, just about to turn around, when he saw a hop on the phone, he suddenly said silently.

Manager Sheng turned around, Huh?

Ms. Meng not only made it to the finals, but she also came in second. You may not know what this second place means, but— the assistant closed her chin, silently showed Manager Sheng the content on her phone, and reminded him: Now Tiandu browser and the number one most searched on Weibo are all this news, especially a short video by a reporter from Dove News, which has already received 580,000 comments.

Speaking of this, the assistant paused for a moment, and then concluded, Don't be in a hurry to send out a soft draft in a big way right now, it's too late. Moreover, the natural popularity of Miss Meng's matter is already beyond the reach of our public relations...

Manager Sheng: ... What can I do, the first place to tear down the stage.

**

On Country H's side, Zhao Fan and the director are accepting the next interview.

In less than an hour, Meng Fu, Xia Guo's dark horse, had swept the two countries, and the popularity had surpassed that of Chunri Xiazi. The media finally discovered this fact.

But unfortunately, no media interviewed Meng Fu, only the director and other domestic contestants.

As the largest entertainment newspaper in China, the female reporter of Pigeon News has already contacted Mu Dao through the leader, and wants to do a personal interview with Meng Fu.

The exclusive interviews of the respective newspapers are usually only available to first- and second-tier artists. Opportunities are rare. Director Mu held water in his hand and discussed with Zhao Fan, I didn't refuse for Meng Fu, she should be back later , it should be fine to accept this interview.”

Director Mu doesn't need to say these things, Zhao Fan can evaluate them himself.

It's true that an exclusive interview with Gezi is rare, but she didn't know how to reply to Director Mu's statement that Meng Fu would be back soon.

Director, we'll do this interview when we return to China. Zhao Fan lowered his head, looked at his phone, and it disappeared after a while, and Meng Fu should be on the plane, She should be on the plane, I'll arrange for some of her fans .”

Saying that, she bid farewell to director Mu Tang Ze and the others and went to find Meng Fu's fans just now.

When she left, Director Mu smiled and said to Tang Ze: It's just too stubborn, let's wait and wait for Meng Fu to come back.

The two were also happy, and they really just waited in place.

Two hours later, Director Mu couldn't keep smiling anymore. He got off the commercial vehicle and went to find Tang Ze.

Three hours later, still did not see Meng Fu coming back, Director Mu began to doubt himself.

Four hours later, Zhao Fan and several of Meng Fu's fans came back after eating hot pot. Seeing that Director Mu and Tang Ze were still waiting, they fell silent for a while.

She didn't do anything, so she dialed a voice for Meng Fu on the spot, and then switched on the voice.

It was very late, and there was only one word from Meng Fu: Say.

Zhao Fan, Where are you?

Meng Fu put on his hood, lowered his head, and couldn't see most of his face, and walked forward along the flow of people, T City Airport.

Zhao Fan was not surprised, she instructed, Pay attention to safety, rest for two days, don't rush to practice singing, call me if you need anything.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Fan didn't speak, only looked at Director Mu and Tang Ze, and sighed.

Director Mu silently turned to Tang Ze: Didn't you check the air ticket?

Tang Ze: ...I really checked.

Director Mu: Oh, the eyes are not good at a young age.

**

T city.

When Meng Fu came back, he only brought a canvas bag, and took a taxi back to No. 1 Middle School after leaving the airport.

It was two thirty in the morning.

She opened the door of the study, and there was a small silver hydraulic machine on the desk. She just walked in, and the machine seemed to recognize her. A small door on the side opened automatically, revealing a dozen transparent glass pipes inside.

Two small mechanical hands appeared on both sides of the door at the same time.

The whole machine is not beautiful, even very rough.

The pipe next to the outlet leads directly to a very ordinary glass bottle, and a few drops of light blue liquid accumulate in it.

The mechanical hand took out the glass bottle and handed it to Meng Fu. Meng Fu took a look, then took it, and the other mechanical hand put a glass bottle in again.

After picking up the things, she didn't rest, and took a taxi to find Su Cheng again.

At three o'clock in the morning, we arrived at our destination.

The lights in Su Cheng's villa here are still on, and the door is locked with a code. Su Cheng had already given Meng Fu the code in the text message, and she pressed the code directly to enter.

Su Di's room is on the first floor.

The door was open, and there was no one downstairs, and the room was simple, except that there were a few more sophisticated instruments beside his bed.

Meng Fu had never seen these instruments before, and he didn't study them. He just put two fingers on Su Di's wrist, and closed his eyes slightly.

Two minutes later, she couldn't help pressing the space between her eyebrows.

She knew that Dr. Luo was already a very high-ranking doctor of Chinese medicine. Last time, she heard him talk about the situation in Su Di's body. She thought it was okay. The Fengshen doctor they talked about should be able to control it. Why didn't he come back for two days? Su Di became more serious ?

Meng Fu took out a few drops of the light blue liquid from his pocket, poured a drop on the edge of Su Di's nose, and covered the remaining few drops on Su Di's bedside.

There was a rush of footsteps outside.

What did you eat for Su Di just now? A scolding sound came.

Meng Fu turned his head and glanced, it was Wei Jingke.

Her two slender fingers were still resting on Su Di's veins, she didn't panic at all, and she didn't raise her head: I have learned a little medical skills from my master, let Su Di have a look.

Wei Jingke didn't rest much for two days, his head was buzzing, his eyes were black and blue, he just looked at the transparent glass bottle that Meng Fu put on Su Di's bedside, without saying anything, he strode over and picked up the bottle. Throwing the transparent glass bottle into the trash can, his eyes were about to burst, and he said one word at a time: Go out, Su Di will only be treated by Fengshen doctor now!

**

It's almost Children's Day, I wish you all a happy Children's Day in advance