Outside the door, Tang Ze glanced at his agent and motioned for him to follow.
"How is it?" Tang Ze took the thermos cup from his assistant, took a sip, and looked at his agent.
The agent has been in the entertainment industry for many years and has seen all kinds of people. Today, he was really shocked by Meng Fu.
The main reason was that his subjective impression of Meng Fu was just a vase mascot who relied on his looks to make a living. The contrast was too great. If Meng Fu was replaced by Ye Shuning today, he would not be so shocked. The entire training camp knew how strong Ye Shuning was.
"He's a gift from God. He has good pitch too. Why didn't I notice it before?" The agent pondered for a moment and didn't flatter him.
He now understood why Tang Ze paid so much attention to Meng Fu. He did have potential.
"I just found out that her vocal range is so wide," Tang Ze closed the lid and put the thermos cup back in the assistant's hands. "She is good at both dancing and vocals. If her potential is fully tapped, she will be an unexpected surprise for the production team."
The agent also agreed with what Tang Ze said.
Meng Fu's face is outstanding enough. As long as she can dance and sing a little, it will be enough to attract the audience. What's more, she dances really well and has a good vocal range and musical sense. With a little training, she can be regarded as a leader in the entire girl group.
"If it was in the past, the production team would definitely have made great efforts to train her. How come she ended up meeting Ye Shuning?" At this point, the agent shook his head. "What a pity."
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Meng Fu would have been the topic of discussion in any previous session, but she happened to meet Ye Shuning. As long as this evildoer Ye Shuning is around, no matter how outstanding Meng Fu is, she will be overshadowed.
**
In the backstage of the program team, Su Cheng took off his headset.
He stood up, his eyes slightly lowered.
"Master?" Su Di looked at Su Cheng. Since there were not many people around, he finally asked the question in his heart, "What's so special about that Miss Meng?"
He wanted to know why Su Cheng would pay attention to an ordinary person.
After two days of observation, I didn't see any condition of Miss Meng, and there was no fluctuation of "qi" on 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 OK, it sounds very peaceful."
"I think it's okay too," Su Cheng said calmly, "I'll contact Zhao Fan later and we can upgrade the contract with Tianle Media."
Meng Fu originally signed the worst E-level contract with Tianle.
Su Di has learned a little about the entertainment industry in the past two days. Hearing this, he nodded.
The two went straight back to their residence.
In T City, a newly built residential area in the city center, there is a single-family villa near the east side.
Inside the house, the scent of sandalwood rose slowly in the corner.
Wei Jingke opened the door and came in. He heard the music playing inside and smiled: "Su Di, are you still listening to music?"
Su Di brought out a teapot from the kitchen and ignored his teasing: "Master Wei."
"Brother Cheng, when will you be back?" Wei Jingke sat on the sofa, picked up a piece of cut apple on the table and put it into his mouth. "The auction on the dark web is about to start. I wonder if there will be blue spices this year. I'll go back to Beijing first to take a look."
"No reply." Su Cheng leaned on the sofa and read a book, his eyebrows were cold and his voice was low and slow.
Wei Jingke looked at him in surprise, but didn't ask any more questions. After lying down for a while, he suddenly sat up and looked at the sandalwood in the corner with a sharp gaze, "Brother, is this the blues spice?"
"No." It was Su Di who spoke, and Su Cheng was too lazy to reply.
"Who made this fragrance?" Wei Jingke stood up. "My internal energy has been unstable recently, but it stabilized in just ten minutes after I came to your house. If it's not the Blues fragrance, who else could it be?"
He went to the corner to check, not believing it.
Hearing this, Su Cheng finally took his eyes off the book and looked at Wei Jingke.
Su Di couldn't help but walk over and said in shock: "This sandalwood was made by Doctor Feng Shen. Did she achieve a utilization rate of 25%?"
Only with a drug utilization rate of up to 25%, this spice can calm the blood and soothe turbulent emotions.
The higher the utilization rate, the better the effect.
Unfortunately, there are very few such sightings in the entire Skynet. In the past few years, there were a few from time to time, but in the past two years, there have been almost no sightings.
"Brother Cheng, look, this sandalwood..." Wei Jingke looked at Su Cheng.
Su Cheng didn't care much. He picked up the book again, his brows and eyes were indifferent: "You can take it."
"Thank you, brother!" Wei Jingke was overjoyed. He carefully packed up the sandalwood and left.
Su Di was also about to go to the training camp base to discuss the contract with Zhao Fanmengfu, and left with Wei Jingke.
After the two left, Su Cheng 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 from here. Su Di did not send him there first, but went to the training camp to find Zhao Fan first.
"Mr. Wei, do you want to get off with me?" Before getting off the car with the sorted documents and contract, Su Di looked at Wei Jingke.
Wei Jingke was delighted to receive the sandalwood and asked, "Where is this?"
"That's where Miss Meng's show is being recorded. I'm just about to go look for her." Su Di replied in a serious tone.
Upon hearing this, Wei Jingke leaned back in his chair and said, "Oh," "Go ahead, I'll study this sandalwood."
He was not very interested in that Miss Meng. At least, compared with this Tan Xiang and the genius doctor Feng, a hundred "Miss Mengs" could not compare to her.
**
Training camp training room.
Tang Ze played two English songs for the thirteen girls. The two groups that needed to sing in chorus would be divided into sections. Meng Fu's performance was a solo, so naturally she would not train with them.
He has a bad voice, and teaching these trainees is quite straining on his voice, so he goes back to the lounge to drink water every once in a while.
At this moment he was leaning against the table, drinking slowly.
"Teacher." Someone knocked on the door.
Tang Ze looked up and smiled, "Meng Fu? Come in, do you have any questions?"
"I would like to ask you about the problem of vocalization." After getting permission, Meng Fu came in and told Tang Ze about his doubts.
"Teacher Xi knows these things better than me. He had a teacher to teach him before, but I have been exploring on my own and can only guide you. Teacher Xi is too good at discovering people, but you are in the early stages and I can barely teach you. I will ask him more questions for you 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 her gently, "...The students he taught personally are generally very talented, at least they are all big names from the Youth Song Competition. You can see from Ye Shuning that you are also very good, but now compared to her, you are still a little bit behind."
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