There are indeed B and A booths at the art exhibition.

Because of Jiang Xinran, these butlers Jiang also know that these A-level and B-level booths are prepared for people who have made achievements and have certain reputations and qualifications in the industry.

A C-level booth like Jiang Xinran, who can enter a provincial-level C-level booth in less than 20, is already a rare genius.

Can I go to the B-level and A-level booths just by wanting to?

Is this a cabbage?

"Miss Meng, you may not know that this is different from the entertainment industry. Anyone in the entertainment industry can enter, but in the art industry, booths of this level are not something you can take if you want." Butler Jiang smiled.

Meng Fu ignored him, just remembered something and looked at Jiang Quan.

Jiang Quan was thinking about whether there was any painting teacher in the circle and noticed her eyes: "What's wrong?"

Meng Fu touched his chin with his finger, "Just... did you really do DNA identification two years ago?"

"You are talking nonsense again and thinking about it all," Jiang Quan felt that she suspected that she was not his biological child because of Yu Zhenling's words. He was a little angry: "Your mother took the identification to the hospital by herself. I have also shown you the report. Can there be any fake?"

"Don't be angry," Meng Fu reached out and patted Jiang Quan on the shoulder. She licked her lips and smiled: "I just asked casually."

Jiang Quan went to see the furnishings in the house through her. From his perspective, it was very simple.

Meng Fu arrived home safely before Jiang Quan went downstairs.

When he turned around, he subconsciously looked at Meng Fu's opposite door. There was an iron door opposite him, and there was nothing on the door.

The environment in this community is really bad, the security guards are lazy, with almost no access control, and Meng Fu lives alone again.

Jiang Quan was a little worried about the security of the community.

When he returned to the Jiang family, he was still thinking about this question.

Yu Zhenling asked more while applying a facial mask.

"I'm worried about Fu'er's accommodation. Her community was still the house she rented two years ago. It's the old community. The security is not good, so I'm not at ease with her." Jiang Quan spoke.

"I can't live at home, I live outside, but she doesn't go to school. What campus is it? You worry about it." Yu Zhen [     ] Ling patted the mask on her face.

"I want her to move to Xinran." Jiang Quan thought for a moment.

Speaking of which, Jiang Xinran often lives outside. She won the high school entrance examination. Yu Zhenling was relieved that she was so good at taking the exam. She personally bought a single-family villa next to No. 1 Middle School and also got a servant.

Jiang Xinran made up for evening classes and was always there during lunch break. In order for Jiang Xinran to study with peace of mind, Zhenling invested a lot of money.

"Don't do anything wrong. Xinran often draws there. It's still an important period in his senior year. I dare not disturb Xinran." Yu Zhenling frowned and wanted to say something. Thinking of Jiang Quan, she lowered her eyebrows and sighed, showing weakness: "If you want her to go, let her go, but there is only one thing that can't disturb Xinran's work and study."

**

The next day.

It's six o'clock in the morning.

The man in black stood outside Mengfu gate.

There were a lot of flyer advertisements posted on Meng Fu’s door, which made people dazzled.

He knocked on the door three times without squinting, but no one answered.

The big man stopped and looked back at Su Cheng: "This Miss Meng probably hasn't gotten up yet. You go back first, I'll wait here..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Su Cheng, who had his hands wrapped around his chest and leaning against the handrail of the stairs, looking downstairs.

The big man was stunned and looked over, but he saw nothing. After about a few seconds, he finally saw a head wearing a black baseball cap.

There is no need to look at the face. This lazy and somewhat cool characteristic is Meng Fu.

Meng Fu took off the cap, then took off the Bluetooth headset on the other side, and looked up: "Sorry, I'm meeting a troubled old man below the building."

Su Cheng was still leaning on the stairs. He was wearing a shirt today without a tie, but just buckled it to the last one, cold and noble, and his eyes were a little warm when he saw it casually, but he still looked like he was when he first met: "It's okay."

Meng Fu smiled, said nothing, and opened the door and went in to get what he needed.

She went in with a big man in black and looked at Su Cheng, and her voice was very low: "Brother Cheng, did you hear Miss Meng going upstairs just now?"

The man in black fell into deep self-doubt. Meng Fu just went upstairs and he was really...

No sound was heard at all.

It shouldn't be.

Su Cheng looked at him Qianqian, "Laifu should be able to hear it."

The man in black: "..."

Feeling offended.

**

"His name is Su Di," Su Cheng waited for Meng Fu to take her to the company before sending her to the company, and introduced him to the man in black. "I may have something to do recently. I am not here. If you have urgent matters, please look for him."

Hearing Su Cheng's words, the man in black looked at the rearview mirror in shock.

I soon arrived at Meng Fu's "Best Idol" training camp.

Su Cheng took a black mask from his pocket, put it on, and accompanied Meng Fu in.

There are many shots in the program team, and Su Cheng will wear a mask where there are shots.

However, he has such a good looks and temperament, not to mention in this program team, he is rare in the entertainment industry and is unique, so it is troublesome not to wear a mask.

"Brother Cheng, you are here." Zhao Fan kept holding his cell phone and waiting for the two of them at the door. After finally seeing them coming, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Get in now, Teacher Xi has arrived early in the morning!"

"I understand Sister Zhao." Meng Fu raised his hand.

When entering the camera area, Su Cheng stopped.

Meng Fu waved his hand behind and said goodbye to Su Cheng. Before he left, a faint voice came from behind, and he was slow: "Meng Fu."

His voice was also light, like the wind blowing across the lake, as soft as the warm sun in winter, even if it was not voice control, it would sound nice.

Meng Fu put his hand in his pocket and turned his head, raising his eyebrows: "Hmm?"

Su Cheng smiled a little lightly: "If you don't want to participate in the draft again, you can leave at any time."

Meng Fu smiled and didn't reply.

Zhao Fan, who looked at the two of you and me, said: "..."

When she doesn't exist?

"How many contracts did I sign at that time?" Meng Fu did not reply to Su Cheng's words, but just asked.

She knew that she must have signed the contract.

"In order to get you in, I invested millions of dollars in the program team. Our company suffered heavy losses, and the program team also seems to be in a bet right now. I hope someone will go to the international community this year." Zhao Fan took her to change the clothes room in the area and whispered.

"There will be." Meng Fu changed his jacket.

"How do you say this?" Zhao Fan looked at Meng Fu.

Meng Fu buttoned it up: "I'm here, don't be afraid."

Zhao Fan: "...you?"

Although Zhao Fan thought that everything was good for her own family, looking at the online voting now, the difference between her popularity and Ye Shuning was not a little bit different. She almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood.

Meng Fu slowly put on the mask. Under the slanting sunlight outside the window, her expression was lazy and casual: "Just me."

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Monday is spicy, please recommend the duck~~
Chapter completed!