Few people know about this profession.
Even fewer people know about the Incense Association.
Even though Tong Eryu was the person chosen by the Luo family to be sent to the base, he only knew the most basic knowledge, and the people at the base had warned him not to disclose it on a large scale.
He was familiar with the show "ER", otherwise the Luo family and he would not have arranged Jiang Xinran to be in it.
So there is no harm in revealing some information to the program team.
But Jiang Xinran said that her book was torn up, and Tong Eryu was also afraid that the information would be taken away by bad people and widely publicized, and finally the base would hold him responsible, so Lian Ye asked someone to contact the program crew to come over.
He also watched the video given to him by the program team, and all the shots captured only five people in the dormitory.
In addition to Jiang Xinran's words, the first person he suspected was Meng Fu.
Just before leaving with Jiang Xinran, he also had doubts about Meng Fu.
Until now——
...
...
Meng Fu raised her head, looked at Tong Eryu, and asked politely again: "Do you need verification?"
Do you need it?
If he could speak so accurately about the Perfume Department of Peking University and report the news of Feng Zhi so accurately, how could he still need to verify Meng Fu's information?
Tong Eryu almost took a step back in horror. He looked at Meng Fu, his handsome face full of realization: "I'm sorry."
Meng Fu looked at him indifferently and did not answer.
Being looked at by her like that, Tong Eryu felt more and more embarrassed.
Beside him, Jiang Xinran felt something was wrong. Tong Eryu shook off her hand without even looking at her. Jiang Xinran's confident heart suddenly fell to the bottom. What was going on?
What is perfumery?
Who is Feng Zhi?
Why did Tong Eryu become a different person as soon as Meng Fu said this?
What on earth was there...that she had never come across...
"I'm really sorry for causing so much trouble to your production team," Tong Eryu turned around and looked at the director, planner, and Song Jia. "I am willing to bear the loss this time."
As he spoke, he bowed slightly, apologized to the people in the office, and left a note with his contact information.
"Brother Eryu..." Jiang Xinran looked at him.
However, Tong Eryu did not turn around to look at her.
After leaving his contact information, he turned around and left. When he passed by Meng Fu, he paused and pursed his thin lips, "Sorry."
Then just leave.
Jiang Xinran chased after him directly.
Tong Eryu walked very fast. Jiang Xinran jogged after him and grabbed his sleeve: "Brother Eryu, what's wrong with you..."
In the dark night, Tong Eryu suddenly stopped. He looked down at Jiang Xinran, whose face was filled with panic. The street lights downstairs in the hospital were not bright, but Jiang Xinran's pale face could still be seen clearly.
Jiang Xinran doesn't look as aggressive as Meng Fu. She has the fragility of a southern girl. The tears in her eyes can arouse boys' desire to protect her.
But this time, Tong Eryu just slowly pulled her hand off and asked, "Why did you tear up the book yourself?"
Jiang Xinran's whole body stiffened.
She raised her head and looked at Tong Eryu in disbelief, "You suspect it's me..."
"Song Jia and the other two have never left the camera when they are together," Tong Eryu looked at her, "The production team won't lie. Only you and Meng Fu can do it."
"It's not me..."
Tong Eryu interrupted her. For the first time, there was some mockery in his tone, and the smile on his face was cold: "If it's not you, could it be Meng Fu?"
"Jiang Xinran, do you think she likes your book?"
**
Inside the office.
Meng Fu stood up and said goodbye to the director.
The director and planner sent them out.
After Meng Fu and the others had gone far away, the planner looked at the director, a little uncertain: "I thought we were going to see the police this time, but he left on his own and even apologized to us..."
"What does the perfumery department that Meng Fu mentioned mean? I just checked online, but I couldn't find this major..."
The director watched Meng Fu's back disappear from his sight, then he slowly withdrew his gaze. Hearing this, he glanced at the planner and said, "Don't say what you shouldn't say. There are some things that you and I can't participate in."
Not far away.
The camera follows Meng Fu and the other three back to the dormitory.
No one spoke along the way until they were about to reach the dormitory. Qiao Le finally looked at Meng Fu and said, "Full marks."
Meng Fu paused, coughed, put one hand in her pocket, and walked towards the dormitory as if nothing had happened.
"You are cheating." Qiao Le chased after him.
Meng Fu looked up, "Are you annoying? I didn't agree."
"Full! Score!"
Meng Fu picked his ear and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Qiao Le sneered: "Give me money now and I will shut up for a year!"
Meng Fu glanced at Qiao Le and took out his cell phone.
Qiao Le saw that she didn't look like she was transferring money, and had a bad feeling, "What are you doing?"
"Nothing," Meng Fu unbuttoned his coat and went to find clothes to take a shower, while casually saying, "Let Dr. Qin give you a 0 when the time comes."
"Dad!" Qiao Le's face changed, and he hurried over to help Meng Fu get her towel, then raised his hands above his head and handed it to Meng Fu.
Meng Fu took it, turned off the phone, and touched her chin. "It's OK. After the program is recorded in five days, Dr. Qin will find you and ask you to do acupuncture for someone. Remember the acupuncture method I taught you."
Qiao Le was stunned. "How did you know he would come to me?" He paused and changed the topic. "This acupuncture technique is yours..."
"Isn't this," Meng Fu said lazily before entering the bathroom and closing the door, "Raising pigs for a thousand days, but using them for a moment."
Qiao Le: “……?!”
The dormitory next door.
Gao Mian still couldn't figure it out, "How could Jiang Xinran be Meng Fu's sister?"
Song Jia ignored him.
Gao Mian, "But that's true, the two of them are indeed a bit alike, they are both so good at drawing."
Song Jia ignored him.
Gao Mian fell into deep thought, "But who tore up the book? It wasn't me, it wasn't you, and it wasn't Qiao Le either."
Song Jia spoke at this moment. He raised his head from the book and said in a cold voice, "It's not Meng Fu."
"Well, she knows Dr. Qin, and she is from Beijing..." Gao Mian was halfway through his speech when he suddenly froze. He looked at Song Jia and said with some difficulty, "The only thing left is... it can't be hers."
Song Jia continued to read with his head down and did not speak.
**
For several days in a row, Meng Fu did not go to the internship room to read, but was busy in the emergency room.
Jiang Xinran came back to record the show again, but this time, Gao Mian, who always had a good relationship with her, rarely communicated with her.
As for Qiao Le, he simply ignored her.
Fortunately, the emergency room was busy and there wasn’t much interaction with other people.
On the fourth and fifth days, Dr. Chen performed two more level 4 surgeries, leading Song Jia's group.
On the last day of the recording, Dr. Chen and Dr. Qin evaluated and graded the performance. When Meng Fu was sitting in the internship room, the book "Basic Pharmacology" in front of her was still brand new and had never been touched.
"Have you finished the basic pharmacology assessment questions?" Doctor Qin stood in front and clapped his hands.
Jiang Xinran handed in the basic assessment questions which were covered tightly.
Others handed it in one after another.
Meng Fu didn't move, and Qiao Le paid for her.
The results will be evaluated by Dr. Qin and will be announced at the next recording session as usual.
For this internship, Dr. Chen gave scores based on comprehensive performance, including the performance of the five people this time and the score of the previous paper.
This time, Dr. Chen did not make a mistake and let the nurse announce the scores. He came in person.
When they heard that he was going to announce the scores, everyone looked at him.
Song Jia first glanced at Meng Fu and Qiao Le, then took a deep breath and held the Basic Pharmacology in his hand tightly.
Doctor Chen observed all the members before speaking: "First place is Song Jia, with a thesis and comprehensive score of 146. Second place is Qiao Le, with a thesis and comprehensive score of 132. If others want to know their scores, they can come to me privately."
This ranking made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.
Especially Song Jia and his people.
They are all majoring in medicine, and if Meng Fu takes first place again this time, they will lose all their face.
"One more thing," Doctor Chen patted the table, "The next shoot will be after the New Year. The previous three shoots will be a completely new shoot. Everyone should fully digest what they have learned in the past three days in this month."
Song Jia and the other two were very serious.
Meng Fu couldn't help but raise her eyebrows as she looked at the few people who were acting as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
After the filming was completed, she said something to Qiao Le and the two doctors and left.
Doctor Qin looked at Meng Fu's back until she left. Then he looked at Qiao Le, "Mr. Qiao, can I have a word with you for a moment?"
Qiao Le was stunned.
Dr. Qin really came to see her.
She couldn't help but turn to Meng Fu, and only her back was left.
**
After the Xiangcheng painting exhibition.
Countless puffs found the location where Meng Fu was recording the variety show.
Even though there were security guards there, there were overwhelming fans outside the door. After the collaboration, the two words "Meng Fu" stayed on the homepage of Weibo for three whole days, breaking all the records on Weibo during these three days.
The number of Weibo fans has already exceeded 100 million.
Xiangcheng has been crowded these two days, with countless fans lurking around the hospital. Fortunately, there are traffic police to maintain order and normal traffic is not disrupted.
After Meng Fu finished recording "ER", she returned to the crew of "Gods and Demons" to continue polishing the shots.
She owed Gods and Demons too much, so she stayed in the Gods and Demons crew during this filming.
It was already mid-January when we finished filming ER, and February 6th was New Year’s Eve.
Yang Hua returned to T City on the 4th. She had said before that she wanted to spend the holiday with Mr. Jiang.
On the morning of the 6th, Yang Hua sent a video to Meng Fu and showed her the camera. In the camera, Jiang Xinchen smiled and waved at Meng Fu, "Sister, let's make dumplings today."
Meng Fu was still in the crew, wearing her costume. Upon hearing this, she glanced at the camera and said lazily, "I know."
"Where are Su Di and Xiao Zhao?" Yang Hua looked at the camera.
Meng Fu flipped a page of the script and said, "I'm going to buy groceries."
Yang Hua knew that Su Di could cook, so she nodded and said, "Okay, let's video chat tonight. I'm going to make dumplings."
She hung up the phone with a "click".
Meng Fu: "..."
In front, the director raised his hand towards Meng Fu, "Come here quickly and finish shooting this scene. We'll finish work early and have a New Year's Eve dinner together tonight. Your assistant and agent have gone home. Call He Miao and the rest of the crew to join us later."
Meng Fu picked up the phone and smiled, "Okay."
The Su family didn't expect that there would be so much to do at the end of the year. Su Cheng went back after she finished filming the variety show. Su Di heard that there was a captain who didn't resign but was driven back by Meng Fu. Zhao Fan just left this morning.
Meng Fu looked outside the crew. It was five o'clock in the afternoon.
But outside the city, some people have already started setting off fireworks.
This year's Chinese New Year has been very lively in the film and television city. Many actors from the surrounding film studios are there. Even during the Chinese New Year, the crews have not finished work, and all the surrounding hotels have been booked for New Year's Eve dinners by all the major crews.
The New Year’s Eve dinner that the director booked happened to be at the hotel where Meng Fu was staying.
When Meng Fu finished work and went to have the New Year's Eve dinner, it was already eight o'clock and the Spring Festival Gala had already started.
The director gave the actors half a day off on the first day of the Lunar New Year.
You can have more fun at night.
"Dad Meng," He Miao was brought over from the next table by his director and toasted Meng Fu, "I hope you... become rich!"
Meng Fu raised her glass and threw a box to He Miao: "New Year's gift."
"Thank you, Dad!"
He Miao opened it excitedly, revealing a black watch. His eyes lit up, and then he happily left with the gift.
Beside him, He Miao's director's eyelids twitched as he watched Meng Fu open another bottle of beer with one hand.
"Come on, drink!" Meng Fu's director put one hand around He Miao's shoulders and said, "Go walk around your table."
There are floor-to-ceiling windows outside the hotel, through which you can see the fireworks suddenly appearing in the sky.
Meng Fu's phone kept ringing, with countless blessing text messages and WeChat messages. She turned on the silent mode, flipped through the messages, and turned it off again.
The phone rang again.
It’s Dean Li.
Meng Fu picked up the phone calmly.
"Mr. Meng, Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year, Dean Li." Meng Fu smiled.
Dean Li's place was very lively. The music in the background was the sound of playing cards and fireworks. He shouted loudly: "When can you come back? The model of the spacecraft I told you about..."
Before Mr. Jiang got into trouble, Dean Li wanted her to go back.
Meng Fu thought about the event of the Incense Association and the matter of the Yang family. She looked out the window and said, "I will be able to go back in two days. It's just right. I have something to discuss with you."
The two of them hung up the phone after they agreed.
It was almost eleven o'clock after dinner. He Miao drank a lot and insisted on going to sing K. The others obviously didn't want to go back either, so they joined in the shouting.
"Are you going back now?" Sister Wen was stunned when she saw Meng Fu taking her coat.
Meng Fu drank a lot of wine that night, but she didn't seem drunk. She just yawned lazily: "Well, I played games last night, so I'll go back early to catch up on some sleep."
Sister Wen smiled helplessly, "Go to bed early. You drank a little too much tonight. I'll ask the waiter to bring you a bowl of hangover soup later."
Behind him, He Miao called Meng Fu: "Dad Meng, we'll go play Landlord with you later!"
Meng Fu waved at him casually and returned to the room.
Yang Hua said she would post the video, but she never did. Meng Fu guessed that she was playing mahjong with someone in the evening and forgot about it.
Many people in the restaurant were drinking and smoking just now. Meng Fu smelled the cigarette smell on her body and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower.
She half-dried her hair and turned on the computer.
Today is New Year's Eve, but countless people are still logging into the game "Legend of Gods and Demons". Fireworks from players in the game's main city are blooming one after another, and the loudspeaker on the middle screen is shouting "Happy New Year".
The phone lit up.
Meng Fu took a look and saw that it was a message from Yang Hua: [Red Envelope]
【Red envelope】
【Red envelope】
【Red envelope】
Meng Fu opened the red envelopes sent by Yang Hua, saw the prices inside, and felt that their mother-daughter relationship could still be saved.
After receiving the red envelope from Yang Hua, Meng Fu continued to flip through the pages.
Yang Lai, Madam Yang, Su Di, Zhao Fan, He Xiyuan, Yi Tong, Director Xu, Yu Wen, Yu Wu... A rough count of the people who gave red envelopes to Meng Fu showed that there were about twenty or thirty of them.
Meng Fu flipped through the red envelopes one by one, and after receiving them, she sent an emoticon in return.
Just after I clicked on Su Di’s red envelope, Su Di’s message came over—
[Ms. Meng, I will take attendance tomorrow and will be able to come the day after tomorrow]
[The young master has a sacrifice tomorrow morning, an exchange meeting the day after tomorrow, and a training camp the day after tomorrow...]
Meng Fu casually replied: [You stay here, I will finish the filming in two days and will be back in Beijing. 】
Meng Fu thought slowly that after she went to the capital, she still had to make arrangements for Jiang Xinchen's affairs.
Big families like the Su family are always busy. Su Cheng is the only one supporting his lineage, so he is very busy every New Year.
Outside the door, the doorbell rang.
Meng Fu threw the towel aside and remembered that Sister Wen had ordered some sobering soup for her. She was stunned for a moment, sat there for a few seconds, then went to open the door in her slippers.
Meng Fu raised her head, spoke casually, and extended her hand: "Thank you..."
The word "thank you" got stuck in my throat.
The man's eyes were fixed on her, covered in dust.
At this moment, the waiter's voice sounded from behind, "Hello, this is the hangover soup sent by Miss Wen."
Su Cheng put his arm around Meng Fu's shoulders, changed direction, and used his black coat to block the waiter's sight. He took the hangover soup from his hand and nodded to him lightly: "Thank you."
"No……"
The waiter didn't even see the man clearly, he just stared at him as he changed his posture and entered the room.
"Bang--"
The door is closed!
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