Chapter 354
Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed
354 Ebert who learned about teacher Meng Fu:_2!
âJust to be her assistant?â Su Tian was in disbelief.
Su Tian could understand that she had rejected MA cenâs offer to be Feng Shenâs assistant. Just the benefits of being by Feng Shenâs side were incomparable to ordinary people. After all, she was a senior perfumer and was highly sought after in the capital.
However, su Tian couldnât understand why she wanted to be an assistant to an ordinary person.
Su de replied with an âmm.â
The two of them walked until they were outside the gate. Su Tian pursed his lips and saw su di opening the door with his car keys. He said, â our earth net isnât developing well, so this yearâs assessment is all about Skynet. Thereâs only a month left, you have to think about it carefully.
âYes.â Su di responded again and stepped on the gas.
Behind him, su Tian looked at su Diâs back and couldnât help but sigh.
But he didnât say anything.
**
At nine O âclock, Meng Fu and the others were staying at the hotel. After the festival team filmed them tidying up their rooms and talking to each other, they dismissed the film crew and let the six guests have a good rest.
Meng Fuâs room.
She had just taken a shower and changed into her home clothes. She came out of the bathroom while drying her hair.
Chu Tian and her manager were waiting for her outside.
Zhao fan was chatting with her agent.
Without the camera and microphone, Chu Tian spoke casually. itâs indeed better to develop in the art Association than in the entertainment industry. Brother Fu, listen to me. The Beijing Art Association is not just an ordinary Art Association as you think. Their abilities are beyond your imagination.
âYingluo, I see that youâre in good spirits. Youâre suitable to learn how to mix fragrances.â Meng Fu changed the topic.
Chu Tian was caught off guard by her change of topic. . donât think. âm suitable. When. was young. I grew up ... My uncle even tested my talent.â
The moment Chu Tian mentioned this, her manager beside her quickly looked at Chu Tian. oh my, she didnât have much talent for learning when she was young.
âOh,â Meng Fu replied, and her phone lit up. She tapped on her phone and replied, looking uninterested, ââI see.â
Chu Tianâs manager heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that Meng Fu did not ask further. Otherwise, if Meng Fu asked her what her talent was, they would not be able to answer.
Fortunately, Meng Fu didnât know about these things.
Chu Qi was too undefended with her sisters, just like how he was with Wei Jin and the others last time.
Meng Fu was drying his hair while looking at his phone. It was a message from Yan langfeng-
[your stamp is done.]
[picture]
[picture]
[Iâll send it to you tomorrow.]
Meng Fu opened the picture. It was the âwant to make money every dayâ stamp. Although the six words were a little cramped, the design was very good. The picture looked very interesting and beautiful.
She replied with two sentences-
[ Thank you, teacher. ]
[ thereâs no need to mail it. Iâll ask su de to get it tomorrow. ]
Yan langfeng only typed a symbol-
???
Meng Fu knew what Yan langfeng was suspicious about-
[ Iâm recording a show in Beijing. ]
On the other end of the phone, Yan langfeng, who was sitting on a chair in the study, stood up with a âbangâ when he saw the reply. He did not reply and directly sent a voice call to Meng Fu:âSince youâre in Beijing, why didnât you come to the art Association to look for me? While youâre at it, do your certification?â
The disciple he accepted naturally had to be certified by the art Association.
Meng Fu pressed the towel on his head. I donât have time. Iâll come to you after Iâm done with the show.
Yan langfeng,â...â What do you mean by that?â
Meng Fu readily accepted his advice and added, ââThen Iâll come find you after Iâm done recording the show.â
âThatâs more like it,â Yan langfeng was satisfied and nodded:âWhen youâre done recording, you can come to the art Association to find me. Iâll help you apply for a unique certification that even your senior brother doesnât have. Where are you staying now?â
Meng Fu told her the name of the hotel.
alright, Iâll ask Fang Yi to send the stamp to you first. Itâll be more convenient for you to draw. Fang Yi was Yan langfengâs personal assistant, and Meng Fu knew him.
Meng Fu remembered the painting from this morning. If there was a seal then, she could have just stamped it.
Yan langfeng had asked Fang Yi to send it over, and she had not refused.
The two hung up the voice call.
Meng Fu hung up the phone and made an appointment with Chu Tian to eat hotpot after the show.
Not long after, the doorbell rang outside the hotel.
Zhao Fan put down the glass of water and went to open the door.
Who could it be at this time?
âIs it Liu yunhao?â Chu Tian and her manager both looked over and immediately saw Ebert standing outside the door.
âA master?â Zhao Fan raised her eyebrows. She was not surprised to see Ebert. She turned to him and smiled. come in.
Seeing that there were so many people in Meng Fuâs room, and all of them were women, Albert paused. He was a little conflicted and did not go in immediately.
...
When she saw Ebert, Chu Tian was stunned for a moment. She quickly stood up and looked at Meng Fu. brother Fu, the master has something to say to you. Please talk to him nicely. Iâll be leaving now.
She emphasized the word âwell.â
It was obvious that she hoped Meng Fu would not reject her.
Then, she left Meng Fuâs room with her manager.
There were only three people left in the room.
Meng Fu was almost done drying her hair. She put the towel aside and poured Albert a cup of tea. She seemed to be used to it.âPlease sit.â
Zhao fan was also very enthusiastic. master, you donât have to be so formal.
This attitude made Ebert wonder if he was no longer selling well.
There were so many geniuses in the art Association who were waiting to acknowledge him as their master ...
itâs about what I told you this morning. I hope youâll consider it carefully, â Ebert said seriously. youâre very suitable for this line of work. There are more benefits than you can imagine if you join our Beijing Art Association.
Meng Fu was very polite. master, I really have a master. Heâs also from your Art Association.
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âYour master is from our Art Association?â Albert thought about the other four a-grade teachers. They were similar to him and were very strict when it came to taking in disciples. They had not taken in any disciples for many years, so Meng Fuâs teacher should not be them.
As long as it wasnât the other four A-Class teachers, it would be easy to handle.
âItâs fine. Tell me who he is and Iâll discuss it with him.â He smiled.
Zhao fan turned to him silently. are you serious? â
Albert looked at Zhao fanâs expression and raised his eyebrows. of course. Is there a problem? â
The doorbell rang again just as he finished speaking.
âIs it Chu Qi and the others who have returned?â Zhao Fan got up and opened the door.
It wasnât chu Tian outside the door, but a middle-aged man.
âAssistant Fang?â Zhao Fan recognized the man and was surprised. Why are you here?â
Assistant Fang was holding a sandalwood square box in his hand and asked respectfully, â is miss Meng here? â The president asked me to deliver the seal.â
âHere, come in quickly.â Zhao Fan moved aside to give way to assistant Fang and let him in.
Fang Yi walked in carefully and did not dare to look at her. He walked to Meng Fuâs side and handed her the box. miss Meng.
Meng Fu took it and thanked him instead of looking at it immediately.
She and Ebert were sitting at the small coffee table in the room, facing each other. From the door, only their sides could be seen. Fang Yi walked to Meng Fuâs side and handed the box to him. When he looked up, he saw Ebert sitting opposite him.
There were only five a-grade teachers in the Beijing Art Association.
Especially since Ebert was the only foreigner in the group.
Fang Yi might not know the other teachers, but he knew Ebert.
Fang Yi was surprised to see him sitting opposite Meng Fu. âMaster Ebert, you ... What are you doing here?â