Outside the door, Tang Ze glanced at the agent and signaled him to follow.

"How is it?" Tang Ze took the thermos from his assistant's hand, took a sip, and looked at the agent.

The agent has been in the entertainment industry for many years, but I have never seen anyone. Today I was really shocked by Meng Fu.

The main reason is that his subjective impression of Meng Fu is just a vase mascot that relies on his face to make a living. The contrast is too great. If Meng Fu was replaced by Ye Shuning today, he would not be so shocked. Ye Shuning's strength will be known to the entire training camp.

"God appreciates food, and the sound is correct. Why didn't you find it before?" The agent pondered for a moment and spoke.

He now understands why Tang Ze pays so much attention to Meng Fu.

"I just learned that her voice range is so wide," Tang Ze covered the lid and put the thermos back in his assistant's hand. "You can even show off your dance and vocal music. As long as she discovers her potential, it will be an unexpected surprise that the program team will not expect."

The agent agrees with this point Tang Ze said.

Meng Fu's face was excellent enough. As long as she danced and sang a little, it would be enough to make the audience so popular. What's more, she danced well, and her range and sound were so good. As long as she was slightly cultivated, she was also the best in the entire girl group.

"If it were in the past, the program team would definitely train her vigorously. Why did she meet Ye Shuning?" At this point, the agent shook his head, "What a pity."

Meng Fu may have been the topic king in the past, but when he met Ye Shuning, as long as he was the monster Ye Shuning, Meng Fu would be bleak no matter how outstanding Meng Fu was.

**

In the backstage of the program team, Su Cheng took off the headset.

He stood up, his eyes drooping slightly.

"Young Master?" Su Di looked at Su Cheng. There was no one at the moment. He finally asked the doubts in his heart, "What is strange about that Miss Meng?"

He wanted to know why Su Cheng paid attention to an ordinary person.

After observing for two days, I didn’t observe the situation of this Miss Meng, and there was no “angry” fluctuation on her body.

"What do you think she sings?" Su Cheng walked outside.

Upon hearing this, Su Di recalled the songs that were often played in the car and nodded, "It's okay, it sounds very peaceful."

"I think it's okay, too," Su Cheng said lightly, "I'll contact Zhao Fan later. The contract with Tianle Media can be upgraded again."

Meng Fu signed the worst E-class contract with Tianle at the time.

Su Di has learned a little about the entertainment industry in the past two days, and nodded when he heard this.

The two went back to their residence directly.

T City, a newly built residential area in the city center, has a single-family villa near the east.

Inside the house, sandalwood rose in the corner.

Wei Jingke opened the door and came in from outside, and heard the music playing inside, and laughed: "Su Di, are you still listening to music?"

Su Di brought out a cup of teapot from the kitchen and ignored his joke: "Mr. Wei."

"Brother Cheng, when will you go back?" Wei Jingke sat on the sofa, pinched a piece of cut apple on the table and threw it into his mouth. "The auction house on the dark web is about to begin. I don't know if there will be blues spices this year. I'll go back to the capital to take a look."

"Don't reply." Su Cheng leaned against the sofa and read a book, his eyebrows and eyes were cold and his voice was low.

Wei Jingke looked at him in surprise, but didn't ask much. After lying for a while, he suddenly started to do it, looking at the sandalwood in the corner with a torch, "Brother, are you a spice of blues?"

"No." Su Di was speaking, and Su Cheng was too lazy to reply.

"Then which genius is this?" Wei Jingke stood up, "My internal energy has been unstable recently. It will be stable in just ten minutes after coming to your house. It is not the spice of blues, who else?"

He didn't believe in evil and went to the corner to check it out.

Upon hearing this, Su Cheng finally moved away his eyes that had been reading books and his eyes fell on Wei Jingke.

Su Di couldn't help but walk over and said in shock, "This sandalwood was made by Doctor Feng. Has she reached a 25% utilization rate?"

Only with a drug utilization rate of up to 25%, can this spice calm the blood and soothe the riot.

The higher the utilization rate, the better the effect.

Unfortunately, the entire dark web is rare. There are still some things in the past few years, but in the past two years, almost none of them have been released.

"Brother Cheng, look, this sandalwood..." Wei Jingke looked at Su Cheng.

Su Cheng didn't care much, so he picked up the book again, his eyes were sloppy: "You take it away."

"Thank you brother!" Wei Jingke was ecstatic and carefully sorted out the sandalwood and left.

Su Di was about to go to the training camp base to talk about the contract with Zhao Fanmeng Fu, and left with Wei Jingke.

After the two left, Su Chengcai looked at the Bluetooth player in the central hall, thinking about something.

Outside.

Su Di opened the car door and took Wei Jingke along the way.

Wei Jingke was going to his vassal family in T City, which was a little far away from here. Su Di did not send him there first, but went to the training camp to find Zhao Fan.

"Mr. Wei, are you going to get off together?" Before getting off the car with the sorted information and the contract, Su Di looked at Wei Jingke.

Wei Jingke got the sandalwood and was happy. He asked more, "Where is this?"

"I'm going to find her when the Ms. Meng's program was recorded." Su Di replied with a stern look.

When Wei Jingke heard this, he leaned against the back of the chair and said, "Oh", "You go, I'll study this sandalwood."

He had no interest in the Miss Meng.

**

Training camp training room.

Tang Ze played two English songs to the thirteen girls. The two groups that needed to be sang would be divided into sections. Meng Fu was the solo stage, so naturally he would not train with them.

He had a bad throat and went back to the lounge to drink water every once in a while.

At this moment, he was leaning against the table and drinking slowly.

"Teacher." Someone knocked on the door.

Tang Ze looked up and smiled, "Meng Fu? Come in, do you have any questions?"

"I want to ask you for your question of speaking out." Meng Fu got permission and came in and told Tang Ze about his doubts.

"Teacher Xi understands these words better than me. He also has teachers who teach them specifically. I have explored them myself and can only guide you into the introduction. His ability to explore people is too strong, but I can barely teach you in the early stages. I will ask you more questions later," Tang Ze said, paused, and felt that Xi Nancheng's attitude might hurt Meng Fu, so he looked at Meng Fu and comforted him, "... The students he taught by himself are generally very qualified, at least they are all big shots from the Qingge Competition. Look at Ye Shuning, you know that you are still a little worse than her now."

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See you tomorrow 233
Chapter completed!