"Yi Yang, you can rest here at night. Your bedroom is still on the second floor." Old Mrs. Ji was still in good spirits, but her appetite was not very good. She couldn't eat after a few bites.
Ji Yiyang has always lived in the main house of the Ji family.
But occasionally during holidays I would stay with Old Lady Ji and keep her company.
In the past, if Mrs. Ji said this, Mr. Ji would naturally not stop her. He himself spent little time with the old lady, and usually asked his son to accompany Mrs. Ji.
Just this time...
When Father Ji heard this, he calmly put down his chopsticks and smiled, "Mom, the Yiyang Student Union has been very busy recently."
"Okay then." Old Mrs. Ji said regretfully.
After dinner, Ji's father took Ji Yiyang away.
Grandma Ji turned to the servant beside her and said, "Aunt Ji, please see the young master off."
"Yes." Ji Ma respectfully put down the rag in her hand.
...
...
Hearing this, Meng Fu glanced at Ji Ma and was slightly surprised. She could naturally tell that Ji Ma's steps were light and brisk, and she must have internal strength in her body.
Meng Fu thought for a moment, then retracted his gaze, took the black bag aside, and touched the silver needle inside.
"Miss Meng, have some tea." Mother Ji came back and went to the kitchen to make three cups of tea, and brought one cup to Meng Fu.
Knowing that the spices that helped Old Madam Ji sleep were given by Meng Fu, Ji's mother was very respectful to Meng Fu.
"Thank you," Meng Fu thanked her, then stood up, "Grandma Ji, I'll use silver needles to treat you."
"Silver needles?" Yi Tong came down from upstairs, sorted out the spices, and looked at Meng Fu.
He invited Meng Fu to come, but naturally he didn't think that Meng Fu could cure his grandmother.
She just wanted to get some more spices for her grandmother so that she could sleep more peacefully.
Traditional Chinese medicine is now prevalent in China. Old Mrs. Ji had received acupuncture many times before, but it was of no use.
Hearing this, Old Lady Ji also turned to Meng Fu, paused, then smiled and shook her head, "Xiao Meng, don't bother yourself. We have tried these before, and they are of no use to me."
Meng Fu took out a silver needle from her bag. After hearing what she said, she thought for a moment and said, "Do you feel a heavy head now? I can't cure you with acupuncture, but it can relieve the pain in your head."
Traditional Chinese medicine is on the rise now, but not many people really know how to use silver needles.
Mrs. Ji thought about it and did not refuse, "Then Xiao Meng, you try it. I'll go upstairs to change clothes first."
Acupuncture definitely cannot be done downstairs, so Mrs. Ji went upstairs.
Mother Ji helped the old lady upstairs and helped her change clothes. After closing the door, she hesitated, "Old lady, why did you agree? A few years ago, we were fortunate enough to invite Doctor Feng to give you an acupuncture once, but it didn't work."
"No problem," Mrs. Ji smiled, "Let her try, I won't lose anything."
After she said that, Ji Ma didn't refuse.
Old Mrs. Ji changed into a white training suit and called Meng Fu to come up and give her acupuncture.
Old Madam Ji was in good spirits. She lay on the bed with her eyes closed, waiting for Meng Fu to give her acupuncture while she said, "Xiao Meng, you don't have to use too much strength."
She has seen too many people receiving acupuncture from her, and most of them would lose their energy and blood and turn pale after the acupuncture.
For some doctors, operating acupuncture and adjusting perfume are two tasks that are very mentally exhausting.
Meng Fu held three silver needles between her fingertips. Without saying a word, she inserted the first one into an acupuncture point on the top of Old Lady Ji's head.
As soon as the needle entered the acupuncture point, Mrs. Ji felt some obvious differences.
The brain seems to be a little lighter.
The second needle was placed on an acupuncture point on the back of Mrs. Ji’s neck.
After the injection, the feeling in Mrs. Ji's brain became more obvious.
The third needle was placed on an acupuncture point on Mrs. Ji’s finger.
After the injection, Mrs. Ji vaguely felt something in her brain flowing toward her arms.
She originally let Meng Fu give it a try because she saw that she was determined to do so. After all, if she gave it a try, she might give up. She really didn't expect that these three injections made her seem to feel better than before.
"Madam, how do you feel?" When Ji Ma saw that there was no movement after the three silver needles were inserted, she hurriedly asked.
"It's okay," Mrs. Ji felt a little magical, "Mother Ji, I think I'm a little hungry."
Are you hungry?
Mother Ji was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up, her face seemed a little excited, "Wait a minute, I'll go downstairs to prepare a meal for you!"
After saying that, Ji Ma walked downstairs excitedly.
Old Mrs. Ji has never had a good appetite and she just eats to get by. This is the first time she says she is hungry.
No matter how stupid Yi Tong was, he knew it was all Meng Fu's credit. He turned to Meng Fu and said seriously, "Thank you..."
When he turned around, he saw Meng Fu's pale face.
She originally had a cold white complexion, and now it looked even paler. "Please sit down first."
Yi Tong directly brought a chair to Meng Fu.
Upon hearing this, Old Lady Ji also sat up and looked at Meng Fu worriedly, "Xiao Meng, are you okay? I told you not to use too much strength."
"It's okay." Meng Fu raised his hand, not looking too concerned.
Outside, Ji Ma brought up a plate with two bowls on it, one bowl for Old Lady Ji's meal and the other bowl for Meng Fu's ginseng soup.
"Miss Meng, you should replenish your qi and blood first." Mother Ji handed the ginseng soup to Meng Fu, her tone more respectful than before.
Meng Fu: "...Thank you."
Old Madam Ji hadn’t felt hungry for a long time. She was extremely thin. It was the first time she tasted the delicious food. She took a bite and then turned to Meng Fu, “Xiao Meng, are you coming to Beijing to record a show this time?”
Meng Fu had been eating with her head down. Upon hearing this, she raised her head and said "hmm".
Old Madam Ji took another bite and looked at Meng Fu with hope, "Is there a place to stay?"
"I have already booked a hotel. I will come to deliver the medicine to you tomorrow." Meng Fu was quite concise.
Old Mrs. Ji felt regretful again. After she finished her porridge, she said with great regret: "Well, let Xiaotong take you to the hotel later. Let's leave our WeChat accounts. If you encounter any problems in Beijing, just contact me directly."
She asked Ji Ma to bring her phone over and exchanged WeChat with Meng Fu.
Send Meng Fu out personally.
By the time I got to the place, I could no longer see Yi Tong’s car.
Mrs. Ji put on her reading glasses, looked at Meng Fu's WeChat, and asked a young servant to come over. "How do I push this WeChat? Push this to Yi Yang."
When the servant sent this WeChat message to Ji Yiyang, the old lady also sent him a voice message -
[Yi Yang, this is Xiao Meng’s WeChat, please add him.] 】
"Madam, it seems that you like Miss Meng very much." Aunt Ji watched from the side and smiled rarely.
"I feel very comfortable when I see Xiao Meng. I feel uncomfortable when she leaves," Mrs. Ji also smiled when she heard it. "She is much better than the Ren Ying that Yi Yang likes. That Ren Ying is too thoughtful."
Ren Ying is Ji Yiyang's junior sister, the same age as Meng Fu. Although she is from a branch of the Ren family, the head of the Ren family is nearly fifty years old and has never been married. He has no children and has adopted a daughter from a branch of the family as his adopted daughter.
This adopted daughter of a side branch was doted on and rose to prominence overnight.
Although it was not Ren Ying who was adopted as the adopted daughter, Ren Ying's status also rose accordingly.
Ren Ying and Ji Yiyang came to see Old Lady Ji. Old Lady Ji had met her a few times. A family like the Ren family was very complicated, and Ren Ying was a thoughtful person, so the old lady didn't like her very much.
Probably because Yi Tong is also an actor, Mrs. Ji likes Meng Fu very much, who has a simple family background, is very well-behaved, has clear eyes, and doesn't speak in a roundabout way.
Yi Tong and Director Xu also spoke very highly of Meng Fu.
Leaving Yi Tong aside, it is even rarer for the old lady to get Director Xu to say something good about her.
"Why don't you introduce him to your cousin? I see that he has a good relationship with Miss Meng. He just escaped death and came to the capital to treat you." Ji Ma smiled and shook her head, "In my opinion, your cousin is much more stable than you."
"How can this be possible? He is already 31 years old, and how old is Xiao Meng?" Old Mrs. Ji waved her hand and refused without thinking, "He is already one year older. He is too old. No."
The old lady had worried about Yi Tong's marriage in the past, but now she thinks about it and decides to just forget it.
He doesn't deserve it.
Ji Ma: “…”
Fortunately, my cousin is not here.
It’s really a bit heartbreaking.
On the other side of the phone, Ji Yiyang and his father were sitting in the back seat. It was rare for him to see that Old Lady Ji sent him a WeChat message.
Ji Yiyang clicked on the voice message directly.
The voice was not loud, but Ji's father, who was sitting next to him, also heard it. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and warned seriously: "What is your grandma trying to do? You are still young, there is no rush for these things."
"But speaking of it..." Father Ji paused for a moment, "Do you think this Miss Meng looks a little familiar?"
If Ji's father hadn't said it, Ji Yiyang would have forgotten it. But now that he heard it, he had some impression of it. "Indeed, there is a little bit..."
Ji Yiyang couldn't remember where he had seen him.
**
at the same time.
A hotel near the Beijing Painting Association.
As Yu Yong, Yu Zhenling and Jiang Xinran got out of the taxi, they saw the magnificent hotel.
"This is the Continental Hotel, the largest hotel in Asia," Yu Yong introduced the hotel to the two. "We will stay here for one night and go to see the Painting Association's announcement tomorrow."
Jiang Xinran's paintings were handed in to the Painting Association the day before yesterday, and the results of the rematch will be announced tomorrow.
The results will appear directly on the list of the Beijing Painting Association.
Yu Yong has made a desperate effort for Jiang Xinran and placed all his hopes on Jiang Xinran. In order to see results as soon as possible, he directly took Jiang Xinran to stay at the Duzhou Hotel.
There are 78 floors in total, and Jiang Xinran and others booked a suite on the 28th floor of the hotel.
Jiang Xinran stood by the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, looked down at the magnificent and mysterious Painting Association headquarters opposite the Duzhou Hotel, and took a deep breath. Seeing this, she no longer paid attention to the things happening in T City.
What about T City and M City?
Even the Chu family in T City has been scheming in order to climb to the capital.
Beijing is the highest circle, not just the Painting Association circle, but also any other circle. Even in the entertainment circle, the artists in the Beijing circle are higher than those in other circles, as can be seen from the famous Yi Tong.
"Didn't Eryu contact you?" Yu Yong came out from the other door with his cell phone.
Hearing this, Jiang Xinran raised his head and smiled, "He is still at Luo's house. He just finished his studies and has already driven over. He will take us out for dinner soon."
The next day, the Painting Association announced the results.
The Painting Association holds a youth competition every year, with two rounds in total, preliminary and semi-final. Twenty people are selected in the preliminary round. The top ten in the semi-final can enter the Beijing Painting Association to study, and the top five may be noticed by the teachers of the Painting Association.
The list will be announced on the display screen at the entrance of the Painting Association at 8 a.m.
Yu Yong, Jiang Xinran and the other two arrived at the gate of the Painting Association at 7:30. From a distance, they could see two rows of men in black guarding the gate.
A group of people also gathered around the list.
Most of these people are waiting for the results just like Jiang Xinran and his friends.
Everyone knows that being selected into the top ten is like a step to success. Yu Yongcai initially ranked eighteenth, which was a long way off. Finally, he was admitted to the Beijing Painting Association from the university. After being an apprentice for two years, he was released and became the vice president of the Tcheng Painting Association.
They watched Jiang Xinran announce the results. Tong Eryu also came over, followed by a man in black. "This is my grandfather's bodyguard. He's coming out with me this time."
Tong Eryu introduced him to Yu Yong.
Yu Yong had lived in the capital for a few years after all. He was a little shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that Tong Eryu's grandfather's family actually had guards. He took a deep breath and greeted, "Hello."
The guard glanced at Yu Yong and nodded slightly. He was not surprised by Yong's attitude.
"Can you make it into the top ten this time?" Tong Eryu asked Jiang Xinran.
"Top ten is ok, but top five is a bit difficult." Jiang Xinran kept looking at the direction of the list with a nervous expression, not paying attention to anything else.
Hearing Jiang Xinran's words, the guards around Tong Eryu looked at Jiang Xinran in surprise.
Eight o'clock.
The ranking list was finally updated on the electronic display screen at the entrance of the Painting Association, and everyone gathered there.
Yu Yong squeezed to the front and looked up from the twentieth place.
No.20: Fang Kaiyuan
No.19: Xiao Yiwei
…
No.11: Pu Xi
Seeing that Jiang Xinran was not among the eleventh to twentieth place, Yu Yong breathed a sigh of relief and moved his gaze upwards again.
No.5: Jiang Xinran
Yu Yong's eyes suddenly shot out two rays of light, and he looked over at Jiang Xinran, and was so excited that he was a little incoherent: "Fifth! Xinran, you are fifth! You can join the Painting Association, Xinran!"
After saying that, he quickly took out his cell phone and called Grandpa Yu and the T City Painting Association to tell them the good news.
As soon as these words came out, most people around him looked at Jiang Xinran with envy and amazement.
Ranking fifth in the Youth Competition, not only can one be admitted to the Painting Association, but one is also very likely to be noticed by the teachers of the Painting Association.
The guard beside Tong Eryu was also startled and took out his phone to report the news to the Luo family. After recovering, the guard looked at Jiang Xinran with a different look, "Miss Jiang, our master invites the three of you to visit the Luo family."
The Luo family is the home of Tong Eryu’s maternal grandfather.
He also has some status in the capital.
When Jiang Xinran came to Beijing for the first time, he didn’t even see the shadow of the Luo family, but today he was publicly invited to the Luo family.
Not far away, Yu Zhenling covered her heart with her hands. In the past two days, because of the matter between Jiang Xinchen and Meng Fu, she had been feeling panic in her heart, wondering if she had missed something. It was not until now that she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
"You are worthy of being a member of our Yu family." Yu Yong reached out and patted Jiang Xinran's shoulder, with undisguised pride on his face.
Knowing that Jiang Xinran was ranked fifth, they could look at the previous rankings with confidence.
Everyone subconsciously looked at the first place——
I want to make money every day.
Seeing this name, Tong Eryu was surprised: "It's not my real name?"
This is rare.
"It could also be a hermit master," Yu Yong looked at the first place winner with awe in his heart, "This first place winner will definitely be accepted by a teacher from the Painting Association, and it is very likely to be an A-level teacher, but I wonder who he is."
No matter who it is, it is an area they cannot reach.
"A-level teacher?" Jiang Xinran was stunned.
"He is the teacher second only to the three responsible persons. However, A-level teachers basically do not accept apprentices, unless the first place winner every year will interest them. I wonder what the first place painting this time will be like." Yu Yong explained to Jiang Xinran with a serious face.
After listening, Jiang Xinran looked at the first place with a surging gaze and full of ambition.
**
This is Meng Fu.
She woke up early in the morning and didn't go anywhere. Instead, she took a taxi to the medicinal materials base in Beijing. The medicinal materials base here is not as big as the one in southern Hunan, but she can find all the medicines she is looking for here.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Fan called her and said, "We're here. Where are you? I'll have someone pick you up and take you to the hotel."
We have a show to record tomorrow, so Zhao Fan and Su Di also came here today.
Seeing that they were coming to pick her up, Meng Fu sent the address to Zhao Fan.
As for Zhao Fan, she and Su Di had just arrived. Beijing was different from T City, and there was no nanny car here. Su Di and Zhao Fan took a taxi to the hotel, and asked Su Tianshun to pick up Meng Fu there as well.
Half an hour later, Zhao Fan and Su Di also arrived at the hotel.
The hotel was not the Duzhou Hotel in the center, it was a bit off the beaten track. Zhao Fan followed Su Di in and saw Su Cheng downstairs, with Wei Jingke beside him.
"Mr. Wei, you haven't left yet?" Su Di was a little surprised to see Wei Jingke.
Didn’t Wei Jingke go to the federation to be in charge of racing?
"I'm going back to Beijing and waiting for Sister Xian to go with me." Wei Jingke looked at Su Di and Zhao Fan, but didn't see Meng Fu. "Where's Miss Meng? Didn't she say she was coming to record the show?"
"She arrived a day earlier than us," Su Di explained to Su Cheng, "I told Su Tian, he happened to be doing something over there, and he will bring Miss Meng over later."
Hearing this, Su Cheng nodded and said nothing more.
Sit down and continue working on your computer.
Su Di and Wei Jingke were sitting opposite him waiting. Zhao Fan put the box aside, sat next to Su Cheng, and told him about Meng Fu's recording of the show, "There are two people in this show that she definitely doesn't like..."
An hour and a half later, Su Di didn't see anyone, so he went outside to wait. As soon as he got outside, a familiar car stopped.
Su Di reached out and opened the back seat door.
The back seat was empty.
Sudi paused, looked at the man who got out of the driver's seat, and took a deep breath, "Brother, where is Miss Meng?"
Hearing this, the man was also stunned: "Just now on the road, Miss Feng asked me about my wife's condition, and I went to give her the medical records. Miss Meng hasn't come yet?"
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