Wei Jingke had never seen anyone. Thinking of this, he suddenly laughed, "Does she know what your young master does?"

Su Di shook his head.

"It's fun," Wei Jingke smiled, "If she knows about it in the future, it's a big deal."

Su Di glanced at Wei Jingke in the rearview mirror, reached out and pressed the baffle, "I don't know much."

As he said that, he got out of the car, went around to the co-pilot and waited for Meng Fu, and helped her open the car door.

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

The car's windows are not visible to the outside, but not the inside.

When Su Di got off the car, Wei Jingke was no longer sleepy. He leaned against the car door and lazily supported his chin with his right hand. When he heard Su Di's voice, he subconsciously raised his head, his eyes slightly lightened.

Before this, Wei Jingke had seen Meng Fu's performance and video. Meng Fu was the first time she was on stage and her performance was a bit stunning.

It can also be called amazing for Wei Jingke. After all, everyone knows that videos have filters, stages have editing, and special effects.

Wei Jingke has seen beauties in the entertainment industry that can’t count one hand. He knows the difference between editing and real people. Not to mention that he loses half of his aura. First of all, he doesn’t have any filters on his skin.

I looked up and the smile on my lips that "but this" was a little calm before it even came out.

"Thank you." Meng Fu reached out and flicked down the bangs on the corner of his forehead.

She looked a little unhappy today, and she didn't smile on her face. She looked a little cold, and she felt cold from her hair to her fingers.

"It's this point, 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.

While driving, he asked Meng Fu.

Meng Fu pulled a piece of paper from the front and was slowly rubbing his fingers, "Look at my grandfather."

Su Di nodded. He was very clear about Meng Fu's affairs. He knew that she had a grandfather in the hospital and asked her to give up practicing so late and ran to the hospital. He thought that the matter was not simple and kept it in mind. "If you have any questions in the future, you can call me directly."

"Understand." Meng Fu leaned against the back of the chair and raised his hand very depressedly.

I didn't say much, and as for the baffle behind, she didn't look at it.

As usual, Su Di sent Meng Fu back to the training camp, got off the car and took her back to the building according to Zhao Fanfa's instructions, and then turned back to the car.

It is almost eleven o'clock now, and if a little girl is asked to return to the dormitory building by herself, Zhao Fan also knows the importance of it.

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

"No need to remind Mr. Wei." Su Di continued to drive and looked at the rearview mirror.

"It's good-looking and has a good temperament, but..." Wei Jingke didn't understand very well. He hooked his chin with his fingers and smiled, "Why are you so respectful to her?"

The four people of Su Di basically ignored him.

Of course, it is better to him, and to others, it is a dead face.

Su Di did not return.

Wei Jingke: "..."

Look, it's coming again.

But this time, he finally became a little curious about Meng Fu, took out his mobile phone, and for the first time he condescends to find an eighteen-tier star.

Meng Fu's program has just been aired, and the online reputation has far exceeded its reputation.

The home page is a hot topic of "lip-syncing" and "dropping out of school".

Wei Jingke glanced at it—

No, that's it??

Su Cheng's vision is too...

Of course, Meng Fu has nothing to say about his appearance.

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Meng Fu naturally didn't know what was going on here, so after going back, he went straight to take a shower.

"How is your grandfather?" Chu Yue kept waiting for her to come back in the room, pressing her legs while waiting. This time she was singing and dancing.

Meng Fu was wearing a bathrobe, tied loosely with a strap, and wiped his hair casually with a towel in his other hand: "Fortunately, there is not much problem."

She dragged a chair and sat down.

I glanced at Chu Yue, because I had just finished taking a shower, my eyes were filled with mist.

When looking at people, I always feel that I have a bad and gangster atmosphere.

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 are not here."

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

I don't seem to care about Xi Nancheng's evaluation.

"Teacher Xi and Director Mu met," Chu Yue had no wheat on her body and spoke without any scruples. She lowered her voice, which was rare to be serious: "So you see how many people on the show have been selling it to Teacher Xi, don't make Teacher Xi unhappy."

It is not difficult for Xi Nancheng to really make a trainee famous.

In fact, most trainees choose the group in Xi Nancheng for more popularity.

So Chu Yue was a little worried about Meng Fu's situation. As we can see from the last time, Xi Nancheng seemed to not like Meng Fu very much.

"Baby, help me cover the camera." Meng Fu didn't look back, only looking at the three cameras in the corner.

Smiling with eyebrows and eyes.

Chu Yue silently covered the camera with the towel that Meng Fu wiped her hair.

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

Her computer homepage is in a mess, with a bunch of documents, a bunch of folders, and a bunch of messy software, accounting for almost two-thirds of the pages.

Meng Fu held his chin with his fingers, and had not yet figured out the file to click on.

A chat room suddenly popped up on the computer.

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Chapter completed!