Chapter 80
Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed
80 Painting, livestreaming (1)
Meng Fu was calmer than her. He looked at the president, thought for a while, and then took a step forward. just draw two.
Zhao fan saw that Meng Fu had really picked up the brush and was about to draw. He was stunned for a moment and his heart trembled.
She dared to draw this in front of this person?
Meng Fu held her brush and drew two strokes of thick ink. She had always drawn casually, and at this time, her drawing style was even more casual. She drew a dry well with moss beside it.
Only different shades of ink were used to paint the colors, but three different pens were used.
The brush could be seen in the ink, and the bones could be seen in the color.
Meng Fuâs painting was simple, and it was not complicated, so it did not take long.
The Guild Master was standing right beside her. Even Zhao fanâs palms were sweating from nervousness, but she was calm and composed, as if she was not nervous at all.
When she was writing, the president was watching from the side. From the moment Meng Fu and the others came in, the presidentâs face had been very calm, and there was a solemness that no one could see.
After Meng Fu put down his brush, the expression on his face was clearly one of shock. The calmness on his face was torn apart a little, and a trace of surprise appeared in his deep eyes.
When Meng Fu was halfway through his painting, the staff member who placed the brush and ink beside the president was also dumbfounded.
He could already see some things, such as the character, the use of ink, as well as a personâs Foundation and talent.
Meng Fuâs age was the golden age in the art Association. People at this age in the art Association had just started on the art path. Between the ages of 20 and 30, they would advance by leaps and bounds.
Therefore, the World Youth Tournament only required young people under the age of 20.
Half an hour later, Meng Fuâs âmoss in a dry wellâ was finally completed. It only took up a corner near the lower right corner of the xuan paper.
Looking at its character, it was similar to the withered old manâs picture.
The president compared the two paintings for a long time before he finally let out a sigh of relief. He looked up at Meng Fu.âI heard that youâve only been learning painting for less than a year?â
âIâve been watching the Daoist priest on the mountain draw since I was a child, so Iâve been influenced by him.â Meng Fu put down her brush.
The president nodded. He looked at Meng Fu and his eyes became gentler. then, are you willing to join the art Association? â
As he spoke, he ordered someone to pour tea for Meng Fu and Zhao fan.
The two of them exchanged glances with each other. Beside them, Zhao fan, who took the tea from the staff, was completely speechless and could only stare at Meng Fu blankly.
itâs fine if you donât want to for now. the president smiled and handed a wooden token to Meng Fu. this is my token. With this wooden token, you can enter the National Art Associationâs Museum at will and listen to any lessons. If you have any ideas, you can come to me again.
Meng Fu took the wooden token.
The wooden token was brown in color, and the word â Ouyang â was faintly printed on it.
Next to it was a jumbled pattern.
âCan these two paintings be left at the art Association?â The president looked at the painting that he had just finished.
Compared to his master, this person had good taste. Meng Fu touched his nose. sure.
The Guild Master had someone hang the painting and put it away, then smiled. we will keep the painting on the third floor of the general Associationâs library. Do you have a seal? please leave it here.
âNo, just like this.â Meng Fu squeezed his wrist.
The president smiled and didnât dwell on the matter. He personally sent Meng Fu down.
After they left the art Association, Zhao fan opened the car door with her car keys. She turned around and looked at Meng Fu, not knowing what to say.âHow do you know how to draw?â
Meng Fu leaned back in her chair and placed her arm casually on the window. She raised her eyes lazily and looked at Zhao fan.âThis canât be considered as being good at painting, itâs far from it.â
the president of the general Association has personally invited you to join the art Association. How can you call this far from it? â With one hand on the steering wheel, Zhao Fan could not calm down. this is the president of the art Association. I did not expect to see him again ...
Zhao fan hit the steering wheel and thought of something. you should have agreed to join the art Association just now. The art Association is only second to the perfume Association. If you join the art Association, there will be fewer negative comments on the internet ...
what are you thinking about? â Meng Fu chided her with a smile. Iâm still in debt.
Thinking about the live broadcast program that was about to start, Zhao Fan held back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
She just looked at Meng Fu strangely. If it was any other celebrity, Meng Fuâs visit to the art Association would be a hot search, his conversation with the president would be a hot search, the content of his painting would be a hot search, and the wooden sign would be another hot search ...
But Meng Fu ...
There was nothing.
**
Soon, Meng Fuâs variety show would arrive.
Zhao fan was explaining the script of the variety show to Meng Fu. this is a show that combines leisure time and missions. Because itâs a live broadcast, the festival team is afraid of accidents, so every episode revolves around different guests. The first episode will be at shengjunâs house, and the main events of the first episode will be arranged by shengjun. The live broadcast will be on the Tianhe app. There will be official shots and a storyboard of the four of you.
Meng Fu made an âOKâ gesture to show that he understood.
brother Cheng will be there during the livestream. If you encounter any trouble, remember to give brother Cheng a hand signal. Zhao Fan continued to explain.
Zhao fan was already very worried about this live show before it even started.
They went all the way to Sheng Junâs house.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Sheng Junâs house was in a small villa in the suburbs with its own garden and courtyard. When they reached the entrance, the car stopped and motioned for Meng Fu to get out alone.
âMeng Fu, you have to remember that this is a live broadcast. Your every word and action will be magnified on the screen.â Zhao Fan whispered again.
Su Cheng was wearing a mask and a cap. He followed the staff from a distance and glanced at her.
Inside the house.
Li Qingning, Sheng Jun, and che Shao were both there.
The three of them had known about it since the official announcement, and they also had insider information, so they were not surprised.
Meng futan was good at her work. Other than Zhao fan, Tang ze, and a few others, even her fans did not know that she was going to participate in this variety show.
...
All three of them were influential figures in the circle.
After all, li Qingning was invited by the festival Group, so he didnât care about trifles. He had always been open and easy-going. Seeing that the last guest had not arrived yet, he couldnât help but stick his head out of the door.âWhoâs the last guest? Is there a clear one?â
Sheng Jun was dressed in her home clothes. She had a cheerful personality and seemed to be able to get along with anyone. I wonder who it is? â Iâm really looking forward to it, itâll be great if thereâs another handsome guy like che Shao, donât you think so?â
Che Shao, who was suddenly cued, was studying the teapot on the table. He seemed to smile when he heard this, but he didnât say anything.
[ look at little brotherâs silly face. Heâs so cute! ]
[ sob sob sob, little brother is still the most handsome! ]
[ Sheng Jun, youâre making me laugh. ]
[ you should at least restrain yourself in front of shengjun and show your ladylike side, hahahaha ]
[ it would be great if the last guest was Yi Tong! ]
[ what are you thinking? would Yi Tong come to participate in this kind of variety show? ]
[ whoâs the last guest?! ] [ my curiosity is piqued! The dog Festival Group is a dog as always! ]
...
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The program started at 8 am sharp and there were already 7 million viewers online.
Li qingning looked at the camera seriously and complained, â I wonder who the last unlucky person to be tricked by the director will be. Letâs look forward to it.
teacher li, do a livestream, â che Shao reminded.
âCut off the first part and weâll start over.â Li qingning smiled again.
As he spoke, the camera in the room had already captured the face of the woman who pushed open the door and entered the small house.
The bullet screen went crazy again.
[ who is this? ]
[ Meng Fu? She dares to take on such a variety show? ]
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[ ah ah ah ah, itâs brother Fu! Why was there no news at all! [ brother Fuâs future is promising! ]
[ what sister? wait until your main character breaks down her character setting and quit being a fan on a large scale! ]
[ how can she be on this show? ]
[ Iâve been looking forward to it for a long time. An artiste who can give at least one shengjun status, but itâs her? Heâs vomiting blood! ]
[ Meng Fu, the champion of âbest idolâ. Heâs been very popular recently. This was a celebrityâs daily program. Why did they invite her? What could she do? To be a vase?
[ Iâm afraid I canât keep up with the times. I donât know who this person is. Can someone help me with some science? ]
[Meng Fu, the champion of âbest idolâ. Heâs been very popular recently. This was a celebrityâs daily program. Why did they invite her? What could she do? To be a vase? Iâm dying of laughter. I donât understand why a high school dropout would be the best idol. [even if the festival team is trying to create a topic, they donât have to invite her. She ruined a good show all by herself.]
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While the bullet comments were in heated discussion, the director, who didnât show his face, was already speaking through the loudspeaker on the Live Broadcast page.
âThe four guests are all here. Now, letâs start the live broadcast. We are following teacher Shengâs daily schedule for this episode. The first stop is the art Associationâs class. Everyone did not hear wrong, itâs the art Association!â