At this time, Zhao Fan felt that the director of Mutation 3 should be here.

Meng Fu's performance in Mutation 3 was very good. In less than a week, Meng Fu conquered the director and the leading actors with his acting skills.

"Mutation 3" is mostly action scenes and fighting scenes with big scenes, and there are also many special effects added in the later stage.

Meng Fu is good at fighting scenes, and racing is also her specialty. The director also saw her potential and recently discussed the role with her and added two scenes.

He had come to see Meng Fu more than once, and Zhao Fan was used to it.

She walked to the door and opened it, "Guide..."

Before the word "act" came out, I was looking for food when I saw someone knocking on the door.

Not a director, but a young man wearing a cotton-padded jacket. The man is tall, has long legs, and has a charming appearance.

A cotton-padded jacket that would look bulky to ordinary people looked exceptionally good on him.

Seeing Zhao Fan, he looked up, took off his mask, and smiled politely: "Sister Fan..."

It is the ceiling of the entertainment industry.

Recognizing the person, Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment, then slammed the door.

"Sister Fan, why did you close the door?" Su Huang looked at Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan shook his head and took a deep breath. Fortunately, she opened the door. If Su Huanglai had opened the door and let Yi Tong in directly, she would have figured out what the hot search terms were.

Meng Fu, a top figure in the entertainment industry, and Yi Tong, the only one in the country who can compare with Director Xu.

Although Meng Fu is popular, he is still far from being as good as Yi Tong - "The popular traffic broadcast live at home, and Yi Tong was surprised!".

Once this was revealed, the entire network was thrown into chaos.

I don’t know how long Weibo will be down.

Zhao Fan didn't have time to explain to him. She walked to the opposite side of Meng Fu and mouthed: "The Best Actor Yi is here."

After Meng Fu passed this level, he raised his head and put down the phone in his hand. When he saw Zhao Fan talking, he put the phone on the table, moved the camera angle, and then stood up, "I have something to do, let Sister Fan live broadcast for you.

five minutes."

The barrage once again fell into a storm of question marks.

With a confused look on his face, Zhao Fan was pushed onto the sofa by Meng Fu, put on his headphones, and watched the live broadcast footage.

Meng Fu opened the door. Outside the door, Yi Tong took out his mobile phone and was not in a hurry, just waiting.

When he saw Meng Fu coming out, he asked.

"I'm live broadcasting, and the camera is facing the door." Meng Fu had just finished washing his hair and wore it casually. He turned sideways to let Yi Tong in, his voice lowered several times.

Yi Tong nodded and expressed his understanding. As soon as he entered, he saw Zhao Fan sitting on the sofa instead of Meng Fu's live broadcast.

"The things are in the room," Meng Fu had all the things ready. When Yi Tong arrived, she took him directly in to get them and asked about his grandmother's recent status.

The attitude is a bit lazy.

Yi Tong took the plastic shopping bag from the supermarket that Meng Fu gave him and looked a little serious: "It's much better. I've slept well in the past two months. Do you need anything recently..."

His gratitude to Meng Fu cannot be explained clearly in a few words.

This favor has never been repaid.

Although Meng Fu is also in the entertainment industry and Yi Tong has better resources than the last, Meng Fu doesn't need them at all.

"No." Meng Fu was thinking about Grandma Yi Tong's condition. Hearing this, he shook his head slightly.

"Okay." Yi Tong felt regretful, "If you need anything, please come to me."

The two of them didn't say a few words. There were still forty minutes left in Meng Fu's live broadcast, so Yi Tong didn't interrupt and walked out with the plastic bag.

The phone camera was moved away, but the living room was only so big. Although the voices of Yi Tong and Meng Fu talking could not be heard, a pair of long legs could be seen through the gap between the sofas.

There is also a small half-length cotton-padded jacket.

【Who is this? Assistant?】

[It doesn’t feel like it, they are two styles]

[You can see so much from just one pair of legs? Are you all a bunch of Holmes fans? 】

[Fuck, just looking at the legs, I feel like they are not ordinary people’s legs. I admire these legs]

[I’m curious, Sister Fan, can anyone reveal this? 】

[Sorry, I have taken a screenshot below]

Zhao Fan looked at the camera and broadcast the live broadcast seriously, determined not to reveal any information about Yi Tong: "It's someone from the crew who asked us to get the script. Wait a moment, she will be back soon."

Meng Fu sent Yi Tong out and then came back to take Zhao Fan's place.

She sat on the sofa, looked at the questions on the barrage, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Curiosity killed the cat, do you understand? Come on, let's continue playing games."

The people who came to watch the live broadcast were all loyal fans. Seeing that Meng Fu didn't want to mention what happened just now, the fans stopped mentioning it and told her not to play games.

"Don't play games? Then I will do your homework live for you?" Meng Fu looked at the barrage, thought for a moment, threw his phone on the table, and asked Su Di to get her homework for today.

【???】

[Please, please do something humane]

【No, no, no, no, Ning still has to do homework?】

[Brother Fu, Brother Fu, to chat with us, just raise your head and chat. 】

Meng Fu took the paper Su Di handed her, raised his eyes, and said unhurriedly, "Chat? That's fine too."

[Yes, how do you know how to drive? Didn’t you have a driver’s license before? 】

When she mentioned the video that had been trending a few days ago, the fans were in a collective climax, asking her about racing one after another.

[How did you learn that 360-degree curve in the air?]

[I am also a member of a racing club, and I mean that a 360-degree rotation at this level is not something ordinary people can do, and accidents can happen if you are not careful.]

[Racing Club plus one, although I’m jealous of Brother Fu’s move, but I can’t do it]

[Want to learn, handicapped +1]

[Brother Fu must have been practicing for this for a long time, he feels distressed (crying)]

[Brother Fu, how did you do this quickly? 】

The barrage was filled with people talking about the audition in an instant.

At this time, most people will talk about how difficult it is for them to practice driving, and encourage fans like this——

Meng Fu looked at the barrage, rolled the test paper in his hand into a tube, and repeatedly tapped his other hand, raising his eyebrows: "Are you not very good? Isn't it possible to have hands?"

The venue was too small, and she didn't even use her best sideways drift.

A 360-degree U-turn is also a basic skill among professional players who have competed in the King of Cars competition.

Barrage--

【?】

【??????】

【??】

[Thanks to Brother Fu for sending me the question mark storm]

【Brother Fu, shut up】

[Idol behavior, please do not rise to the level of fans]

[Idol behavior, please do not rise to the level of fans]

Someone has already gone to Weibo and asked Aite SC to take care of it.

Meng Fu finished reading: "..."

Annoying fans, you should go to the continental university.

During the live broadcast, Meng Fu's cell phone rang. When she saw it was Su Cheng's cell phone, she picked it up and leaned against the back of the sofa: "Brother Cheng."

On the other end of the phone, Su Cheng watched the live broadcast with some delay. He could also see the video that Zhao Fan sent him. He also had a headache when Meng Fu attacked his fans. "Zhao Fan told me everything."

Meng Fu: "...my service attitude is not good?"

If she is not allowed to play games, she will stop playing.

They are not allowed to do homework either.

OK, don’t write.

Well, now she can't even speak.

"Have you eaten tonight?" Su Cheng walked to the window.

"Not yet." Meng Fu leaned against the sofa, feeling weak.

Su Cheng's tone was gentle, not blaming. He just smiled and said, "Well, let's eat live."
To be continued...