039 Chat Room



Wei Jingke had seen all kinds of people. Thinking of this, he suddenly laughed, "Does she know what your young master does?"

Sudi shook his head.

"It's fun," Wei Jingke smiled, "If she finds out about this, it will be troublesome."

Su Di glanced at Wei Jingke in the rearview mirror, reached out and pressed the baffle, "Not really."

As he said that, he got out of the car, walked around to the passenger side to wait for Meng Fu, and opened the door for her.

Seeing Meng Fu coming, he very politely opened the front door and said, "Miss Meng, please sit in the front."

The windows of this car are anti-peeping, so people inside can see outside but people outside cannot see inside.

When Su Di got out of the car, Wei Jingke was no longer sleepy. He leaned against the door, lazily supporting his chin with his right hand. When he heard Su Di's voice, he subconsciously raised his head, his eyes a little pale.

Before this, Wei Jingke had seen Meng Fu's performances and videos. It was Meng Fu's first time on stage at that time, and her performance was quite shocking.

For Wei Jingke, it can also be considered amazing. After all, as we all know, videos have filters and the stage has editing and special effects.

...

...

Wei Jingke has seen so many beauties in the entertainment industry that he can't count them on one hand. He knows very well the difference between edited and processed videos and real people. Not to mention the aura, which is half the battle. First of all, the skin is nothing without filters.

I looked up, and the smile of "that's all" froze on my lips before it could even come out.

"Thank you." Meng Fu reached out and flicked the bangs on her temples.

She seemed to be in a bad mood today, with no smile on her face. She looked a little cold, with a chill emanating from her hair to her fingers.

"It's this late and you're still in the hospital. Are you okay?" Su Di has been with Meng Fu these days and has become accustomed to her sudden personality change.

He asked Meng Fu while driving.

Meng Fu pulled a piece of paper from the front and was slowly wiping her fingers, "Look at my grandpa."

Su nodded. He knew Meng Fu's situation very well. He knew that she had a grandfather in the hospital. He guessed that it was not a simple matter for her to give up practice and run to the hospital so late. He kept it in mind and said, "You can call me directly if you have any problems in the future."

"Understood." Meng Fu leaned back in his chair and raised his hand dejectedly.

She didn't say much, and she didn't even look at the baffle at the back.

As usual, Su Di sent Meng Fu back to the training camp, then got out of the car himself and sent her back to the building according to Zhao Fanfa's instructions before returning to the car.

It was almost eleven o'clock now, and Zhao Fan knew the seriousness of the matter even without him saying anything, by asking a little girl to go back to the dormitory building by herself.

After Su Di came back, Wei Jingke asked him to put down the baffle, raised his eyebrows and looked in the direction where Meng Fu left, surprised: "Indeed, she looks better in person than in the video."

"No need to remind me, Mr. Wei." Su Di continued driving and glanced in the rearview mirror.

"She is pretty, and has a good temperament, but..." Wei Jingke didn't quite understand. He put his finger on his chin and smiled, "Why are you so respectful to her?"

The four people from Sudi basically ignored him.

Of course, he was still a little nicer to him, but to others, he had a dead look on his face.

Su Di didn't reply.

Wei Jingke: “…”

Look, here it comes again.

But this time, he finally felt a little curious about Meng Fu. He took out his mobile phone and condescended to search for an 18th-tier celebrity for the first time.

Meng Fu's program was just aired not long ago, and the negative comments on the Internet far outweighed the positive ones.

The homepage is full of hot topics such as “lip-syncing” and “dropping out of school”.

Wei Jingke glanced at——

No, that’s it? ?

Su Cheng's vision is too...

Of course, Meng Fu’s appearance is beyond reproach.

**

Meng Fu naturally didn't know what happened here. After returning, she went straight to the bathroom to take a shower.

"How is your grandfather?" Chu Yue had been waiting for her to come back in the room, stretching her legs while waiting. This time she was performing a singing and dancing show.

Meng Fu was wearing a bathrobe with the belt tied loosely, and with her other hand she was casually wiping her hair with a towel: "It's okay, nothing serious."

She pulled up a chair and sat down.

He glanced at Chu Yue. Because she had just finished taking a shower, her peach blossom eyes were misty.

When I look at people, I always feel that they have a bad and gangster aura.

Chu Yue couldn't help but put away her legs, but her face was still very cold, "Teacher Xi came to see you in the evening, but you were not there."

"Oh." Meng Fu retracted his gaze and took out the computer from the drawer.

He doesn't seem to care about Xi Nancheng's evaluation.

"Teacher Xi knows Director Mu," Chu Yue didn't have a microphone, so she spoke without restraint. She lowered her voice and said seriously, "So you see how many people on the show have been trying to please Teacher Xi. Don't make Teacher Xi unhappy."

It wouldn't be difficult for Xi Nancheng to make a trainee famous if he really wanted to.

In fact, most trainees chose Xi Nancheng's group for more popularity.

So Chu Yue was a little worried about Meng Fu's situation. From the last time, it could be seen that Xi Nancheng didn't seem to like Meng Fu very much.

"Baby, help me cover the lens." Meng Fu didn't reply, but just glanced at the three lenses in the corner.

Smiling with raised eyebrows.

Chu Yue silently covered the lens with the towel Meng Fu used to wipe her hair.

Just as she covered the camera, Meng Fu's computer was already turned on.

Her computer homepage was a mess, with a pile of documents, a pile of folders, and a bunch of messy software, taking up almost two-thirds of the page.

Meng Fu held her chin with her fingers, not yet deciding which file to open.

A chat room suddenly popped up on the computer.

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