Outside the door, Tang Ze glanced at the manager and motioned for him to follow.

"How's it going?" Tang Ze took the thermos cup from the assistant's hand, took a sip, and looked at the agent.

The manager has been in the entertainment industry for many years. He has never seen such a person. Today, he was really shocked by Meng Fu.

The main reason is that his subjective impression of Meng Fu is just a vase mascot who relies on his face to make a living. The contrast is too great. If Meng Fu were replaced by Ye Shuning today, he would not be so shocked. Ye Shuning is so strong that the entire training camp

Everybody knows.

"God has given me a gift, and my pitch is good. How come I didn't notice it before?" The manager pondered for a moment, but he didn't want to praise her.

He now understands why Tang Ze pays so much attention to Meng Fu. He does have potential.

"I just learned that her vocal range is so wide," Tang Ze closed the lid and put the thermos cup back into the assistant's hands. "She can dance and sing well. As long as her potential is tapped out, she will be a member of the program team."

An unexpected surprise.”

What Tangze said was also agreed by the agent.

Meng Fu's face is already outstanding enough. As long as she can dance and sing a little bit, it will be enough to attract the attention of the audience. What's more, she is really good at dancing and has such a good vocal range. With a little training, she can be considered the best in the entire girl group.

"If it had been left in the past, the program team would definitely have vigorously cultivated her. Why did she meet Ye Shuning?" At this point, the manager shook his head, "What a pity."

Meng Fu might have been the topic king in any previous session, but he met Ye Shuning. As long as Ye Shuning, a monster like Ye Shuning, is around, no matter how outstanding Meng Fu is, he will be dimmed.

**

Backstage, Su Cheng took off his headset.

He stood up and lowered his eyes slightly.

"Master?" Su Di looked at Su Cheng. There was no one around at the moment. He finally asked the doubt in his heart, "What is so special about Miss Meng?"

He wanted to know why Su Cheng paid attention to an ordinary person.

After two days of observation, I did not notice any signs of Miss Meng's condition, nor did she have any "qi" fluctuations in her body.

"What do you think of her singing?" Su Cheng walked outside.

Hearing this, Su Di recalled the songs that were often played in the car and nodded, "It's not bad. It sounds very peaceful."

"I think it's okay," Su Cheng said calmly, "I'll contact Zhao Fan later and the contract with Tianle Media can be upgraded again."

Meng Fu originally signed the worst E-level contract with Tianle.

Su Di had learned a little bit about the entertainment industry in the past two days. Hearing this, he nodded.

The two went back to their residence directly.

T City, a newly built residential area in the city center, has a single-family villa to the east.

Inside the house, sandalwood rose slowly in the corner.

Wei Jingke opened the door and came in from the outside. He heard the music playing inside and smiled: "Su Di, do you still listen to music?"

Su Di took out a teapot from the kitchen and ignored his teasing: "Young Master Wei."

"Brother Cheng, when will you come back?" Wei Jingke sat on the sofa, picked up a piece of cut apple on the table and threw it into his mouth, "The darknet auction is about to start. I wonder if there will be one this year.

Spice of Blues, I’ll go back to the capital first and have a look.”

"No reply." Su Cheng was leaning on the sofa reading a book, his eyebrows were cold and his voice was low.

Wei Jingke glanced at him in surprise, but didn't ask any more questions. After lying there for a while, he suddenly started to do something and looked at the sandalwood in the corner with burning eyes, "Brother, are you the spice of the blues?"

"No." It was Su Di who spoke, and Su Cheng was too lazy to reply.

"Then which god made this incense?" Wei Jingke stood up, "My internal energy has been unstable recently, and it stabilized within ten minutes of coming to your house. If it's not the spice of blues, who else can it be?"

He didn't believe it and went to the corner to check.

Hearing this, Su Cheng finally removed his eyes that had been reading and looked at Wei Jingke.

Su Di couldn't help but walked over and said in shock: "This sandalwood was made by Feng Shenyi. Did she reach a utilization rate of 25%?"

With a drug utilization rate of up to 25%, this spice can soothe qi and blood and soothe rioting emotions.

The higher the utilization rate, the better the effect.

It's a pity that the entire Skynet is very rare. There were a few from time to time in the past few years. In the past two years, almost none has come out.

"Brother Cheng, look, this sandalwood..." Wei Jingke looked at Su Cheng.

Su Cheng didn't care too much. He picked up the book again and said with a dull expression, "Take it away."

"Thank you, brother!" Wei Jingke was ecstatic, carefully arranged the sandalwood and left.

Su Di was also about to go to the training camp base to talk to Zhao Fan and Mengfu about the contract, and left with Wei Jingke.

After the two left, Su Chengcai looked at the Bluetooth player placed in the central hall, thoughtfully.

Outside.

Su Di opened the car door and took Wei Jingke with him.

Wei Jingke was going to his vassal family in T City, which was a bit far away from here. Su Di did not send him there first, but went to the training camp to find Zhao Fan first.

"Young Master Wei, do you want to come with us?" Su Di looked at Wei Jingke before getting out of the car with the compiled documents and the contract.

Wei Jingke got the sandalwood, felt happy, and asked one more question, "Where is this?"

"I'm going to find Miss Meng where her show is being recorded." Su Di replied solemnly.

Hearing this, Wei Jingke leaned back on his chair and said "Oh", "Go ahead, I'll study this sandalwood."

He wasn't very interested in Miss Meng, at least compared to the Sandalwood and Feng Divine Doctor, a hundred "Miss Meng" couldn't compare.

**

Training camp training room.

Tang Ze played two English songs for the thirteen girls. Those two groups that needed to sing in chorus would be divided into sections. Meng Fu was on a solo stage, so naturally he would not train with them.

He had a bad voice, and he had a bad voice when teaching these trainees. He would go back to the lounge to drink water every once in a while.

At this moment, he was leaning on the table, drinking slowly.

"Teacher." Someone knocked on the door.

Tang Ze raised his head and smiled, "Meng Fu? Come in. Do you have any questions?"

"I would like to ask you about the issue of speaking." Meng Fu received permission and came in to talk to Tang Ze about his doubts.

"Teacher Xi knows these things better than me. He had a teacher who taught him before. I have learned all this on my own and can only guide you to get started. Teacher Xi is very good at digging people, but I can barely teach you at this early stage.

I will help you ask more questions about him later," Tang Ze said, paused, and felt that Xi Nancheng's attitude might hurt Meng Fu, so he looked at Meng Fu, smiled, and comforted him gently, "...
Chapter completed!