The four associations, which are famous in the capital, have always been sought after, and the conditions for joining the four associations are much more difficult than those of Beijing.

Each of them is a top genius in all aspects and fields.

Those who came to participate in the show this time were all families with some cultural heritage, so they naturally knew what the Painting Association was.

As soon as Jiang Xinran and Gao Mian came back, the director went to talk to Jiang Xinran. Gao Mian knew that Jiang Xinran was a very famous painter. He was not as gossiped as Qiao Le, so he didn't go to find the staff to ask Jiang Xinran for his Weibo.

Now that he heard Qiao Le’s description, Gao Mian also realized that Jiang Xinran was actually from the Painting Association. He was shocked: “Ah, is still a member of the C-level? I remember that A-level is the teacher level of the Painting Association? How old is she?"

"So she is a dark horse. She has been promoted to two levels in the Painting Association in less than a year, breaking the record of the Painting Association." Qiao Le is an outstanding graduate of T University. The president of T University herself has a relationship with the Painting Association, so she has some understanding of the Painting Association's Painting Association's Painting Exhibition. As for the later part, the gossip she saw on Jiang Xinran's Weibo comments.

Song Jia raised his head. He didn't know much about the painting world, but the last time he saw Jiang Xinran's paintings were really good. Now that Qiao Le popularized the science, he understood it.

Beside her, Gao Mian put away her chin, "I didn't expect that she could learn acupuncture as an art student, as long as she pretended to be an intern."

Meng Fu was thinking about the national exhibition, but when he heard Qiao Le's words, he didn't have much expression.

I guessed that the Luo family and the Tong family were intending to establish an image for Jiang Xinran.

It is indeed rare to upgrade the Painting Association twice a year.

Breaking the record of the Art Association sounds amazing, but...

That's because some students can't get two levels in their lifetime in the Beijing Association. For example, the little witch who Meng Fu heard of, once they entered the Painting Association, they were over S level and directly entered the Federation.

"I'll go back and rest." Meng Fu yawned lazily, waved his hand at Qiao Le, and entered the room.

Several people were having a very intense discussion.

Qiao Le said a few words to them, then went into the room and sat on the bed in the middle to wait for Meng Fu to take a shower.

Soon, Meng Fu came out after taking a shower.

There was a photography shot in the room, so I came out wearing long pajamas and pajamas. I was too lazy to blow my hair with a hair dryer, so I just took a dry towel and pressed it on my head and wiped it casually.

The loose sleeves naturally slid, revealing the snow-white and slender arms.

Meng Fu pressed the towel on his head halfway through.

Turn on the computer and log in to the Legend of Gods and Demons Game.

She has not logged in for half a month and has received many offline messages. As soon as she logs in, the icons under the game jump instantly.

【大全有】: The boss (tears running) (tears running) (tears running)

【Huh】:?

【Qianmo Chenguang】: We can't get through the new copy again (blackface)

Meng Fu sent her a team application.

Qianmo Chenguang immediately joined the team and then sent a team message on the World Channel.

Meng Fu left the dungeon last time after making the dungeon. This time he logged in to the main city, and this time he went online was also at the birth point of the main city.

Meng Fu was too lazy to move, waiting for Qianmo Chenguang to find others to form a team. He put down his mouse and continued to wipe his hair slowly, and his eyes were casually looking at the main urban area.

There is a white light in front of it.

When a player comes out of the dungeon, ordinary people cannot attract Meng Fu. What Meng Fu noticed was the player's mount, Fire Phoenix.

A divine beast that can only be owned by recharge of 200,000 yuan in one event.

There are many rich people in the game, but there are really not many who can recharge 200,000 yuan at a time. The mount of Fire Phoenix is ​​too difficult to see.

Meng Fu knew that their team leader Sun had one.

Meng Fu paused with his hair, looking at the player with Fire Phoenix. The player was wearing a white robe and a very expensive fashion. He held a staff in his hand. This was the role of the nanny of the Dharma Zun in the gods and demons, and looked inexplicably cold.

[Nearby] Dreamless Xingchen: Boss, join our Xingchen family! There is someone in our family who belongs to Jiuqianfeng, so no one in the game dares to bully you!

【Nearby】Shenguangsheng: Don’t listen to them, big guy, join our family!

[Big Boss, add our family to have high-quality games every day to take you through dungeon tasks and play bounty leagues!]

...

Meng Fu is a high-quality play in the entire server. She chose not to show other names. She watched many people fool the newcomer into joining the family with interest.

There are many people in the game, and when you see a tycoon of this level, you will find ways to turn into the family.

If it were before, Meng Fu might have fooled this person into the family with a lot of money.

But now she was apart. She looked at her and was about to leave. The krypton gold boss who had not spoken was finally typing.

【Nearby】.: Trouble, give up.

The four words look quite polite, but you can hear it is cold and alienated.

This sentence is quite familiar.

Meng Fu looked at this very unique name, and then controlled the character to find Qianmo Chenguang.

A hotel not far from the hospital.

Su Cheng stared at the computer. The hotel lights were dim. The computer fluorescence gave him a layer of fluorescence on his face. His long eyelashes were sagging, and his fingers that were so white that they were almost transparent were placed on the black keyboard.

Born to be cold and unchanged, he watched the fairy-like character in the game being beaten to death by a little monster, and then reached out to open the store.

Click on the "Resurrection Pill", 900 gold per gold, equivalent to RMB 90. I took a casual look and clicked to buy it, and casually pulled the maximum progress bar 999.

**

At the same time, the director.

The planner was talking to Jiang Xinran and asked her if she could release an album from the National Exhibition, "It won't take long, it's enough for half an hour."

"National Exhibition?" Jiang Xinran looked up slightly, looked at the planner, and then pondered, "There will be many media in the National Exhibition, and I'm not sure if you can go in, but I personally can bring a few photographers and staff in."

After all, it is a formal art exhibition, and this kind of variety show should not be able to enter the national exhibition.

The director was overjoyed: "We applied to Xiangcheng for the program. If we can't apply, we will trouble you."

"Okay," Jiang Xinran thought for a while and smiled slightly, "I happened to have an industry interview at the art exhibition."

"I'm working hard." The director thanked Jiang Xinran.

Jiang Xinran stood up and smiled lightly: "You don't have to be polite, the National Exhibition is still early, and we have to wait for the next episode to be recorded."

**

The next day.

Meng Fu still got up very early in the morning and followed Director Chen to check the room. Finally, he arrived at the 17th and 18th beds.

Director Chen reached out, took the information handed to him by the doctor beside him, looked up, and asked Boss Liu: "How do you feel in the past two days?"

Boss Liu could see joy on his face, "Doctor Chen, my feet are conscious!"

He said, let someone lift the quilt and show Dr. Chen his skinny feet.

Director Chen looked at him, then nodded, took a pen and recorded a little on the medical record card, turned his head, glanced at Song Jia, Jiang Xinran and others, and praised him slightly: "Not bad."

These three people were indeed beyond his expectations.

After receiving praise from Director Chen, all three of them were very excited.

After seeing Boss Liu, Director Chen walked to Xiao Wei, looked at Xiao Wei's face, paused a little, then reached out and took the original case of Xiao Wei handed him by the doctor, "How do you feel in the past two days?"

"It's okay, it's very comfortable." Xiao Wei glanced at Boss Liu. He had always been concise and didn't say much.

Director Chen did not remember it immediately, but looked at him with a little strange look, but obviously he didn't say much. He wrote a brief sentence on the notebook and closed the notebook.

Then he looked at the five interns and finally set his eyes on Meng Fu. "The hospital had an emergency patient in the morning. There was a complicated situation. There was two hours of expert consultation time at noon. You five were there to listen."

Expert consultation?

Meng Fu didn't react much when he heard this, but Song Jia and Qiao Le were very excited.

There must be many expert consultations that allow Director Chen to attend. Listening to such consultations is similar to listening to expert-level speeches.

After Director Chen finished speaking, everyone else was very excited.

After the morning, Meng Fu and others finished their meal and waited early at the office door, all five of them were there.

Six photographers followed them steadily, trying to find a shelter to block themselves.

"I don't know which experts are there this time..." Gao Mian stood against the wall.

Song Jia just sat quietly at the end of the seat, looking down at the notebook recorded in his hand. He recorded a lot of things every day. Whether when the doctor was dealing with a patient in the emergency room, he would record the key points that the doctor said intentionally or unintentionally.

Meng Fu sat on the other side, watching Qiao Le casually being "Meridian Acupuncture".

Jiang Xinran was talking to Gao Mian.

It was at this time that a staff member got off the elevator, "Ms. Jiang, can you come out? Someone is looking for you."

Someone is looking for Jiang Xinran again?

Qiao Le also raised his head.

"Who is looking for me?" Jiang Xinran stopped talking to Gao Mian and looked at the staff.

The staff replied respectfully: "It's Brother Qian," he was afraid that Jiang Xin would not understand, so he hurriedly said: "The number one of Tianle Media, the gold medal agent, came to see you from Tcheng Lianye."
To be continued...