Chapter 322 322 Brother Qian’s regret, save others

  The popularity of "The Haunted House" remains high, and the mention of Meng Fu playing a big name on the Internet has become another reaction.

  Ye Shuning’s team is in despair.

  According to a piece of paparazzi information that Brother Qian gave, he was not surprised that Meng Fu had a holiday with Lu Yan. Everyone in the circle knew Lu Yan’s style, but so what?

  Netizens can ignore these, as long as they have melons.

  Not to mention that Lu Yan’s background is not low in the entertainment industry, and Qian also decided to come up with this first-hand information after considering it.

  I didn't think about it at all, and in only half an hour, the wind direction changed.

  The "Haunted House" fans are completely non-existent.

  Yi Tong, the king, is blowing up, who cares about the murderous house’s fans?

  Especially Zhao Fan let people release Ye Shuning's show operation in the morning, and the attraction of netizens was suddenly transferred.

  The video is very clear, and what Zhao Fan produced is a short video of the set MV.

   Ye Shuning deliberately let Meng Fuli be exposed to artificial rain four times.

  【Chu Yue will always take the camera, Ye Shuning, who has filmed the movie, has his leg broken? ? ? 】

  【I can tell that Ye Shuning did this on purpose, right? 】

  【On the basis of this movie, I don't believe that you said Brother Fu played a big name. 】

  Further down, someone broke the cause and effect of Ye Shuning's big characters.

  【? ? ? ? ? 】

   [No, it’s just how many times Ye Shuning’s big character has been fired. It’s everywhere on the Internet. I won’t say anything if I want to keep up with the popularity of Meng Fu, and I still feel aggrieved? 】

  【Not much to say, Ye Shuning, please have a cup of tea, right? 】

  【I used to like Ye Shuning, but now I just find it hard to explain. 】

  [Previously linked Meng Fushu's big-name marketing account, it seems to have cooperated with Ye Shuning's studio]

  【Suddenly open up】

  This topic was hung under Meng Fu's hot search. As soon as it came out, it caused numerous netizens to bombard it.

  Ye Shuning’s fans lost 500,000 in an instant.

  These are not zombie fans, but live fans.

   Ye Shuning, who has always been calm and conceited, was a little panicked for the first time. She rushed to the office and found Brother Qian: "Brother Qian..."

It was eleven o'clock in the evening. Brother Qian was smoking in the office. The whole office was full of strong tobacco smell. Hearing the sound, Brother Qian raised his head: "Let you clean up your arrogance and conceit. You won't listen. The college entrance examination is 538. I can’t wait to scramble Meng Fu with the film crew, and now I can’t bear to bear it?"

   Ye Shuning pursed her lips, her eyebrows are still cold, "I don't know her calligraphy..."

"You don't know? Why do other people know that you won the award for calligraphy, but no netizen knows that she can calligraphy?" Qian Ge pointed to Ye Shuning, "Because people know that works in the entertainment industry are the strength, so they won't hype them. What a mess! Can't you study acting skills and creation with peace of mind? You have to hit a man-made muzzle? Now the company has abandoned you, and my sign is broken by you..."

  Speaking of the last, Brother Qian didn't bother to say it, he waved his hand to let Ye Shuning leave.

  He knew in his heart that Ye Shuning was almost out of passers-by now, and the company would not give her resources.

Brother Qian smashed the cigarettes and couldn't help but remember that at the beginning, Meng Fu was an artist under Tianle Media. At that time, he only knew that Ye Shuning in "The Most Ouven" had the potential to become popular in all aspects. As for Meng Fu, the manager gave it to him. He had a copy of the information, but it was a pity that Brother Qian didn't even look at it at that time...

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  The online hit rate for this issue of "The Haunted House" is as high as 700 million.

  A little more than the 600 million in the first phase of Meng Fu.

  This is the ceiling in the ceiling in the current entertainment industry, and no one can surpass it in a short time.

  The break-up MV and release song of "Most Evening" are also going to be bathed.

  Netizens expressed regret, but did not say anything, and said they did not want to see Ye Shuning.

Meng Fu draws at home, studies Lihuogu, delves into the GDL script, and waits for the film audition. The GDL film has a major impact, and the response from netizens is also fierce. Before it started, there are countless investors who want to participate. GDL official Also Sao operation came in the way of bidding.

  There are also various materials sent to her by Teacher Feng.

  Since Meng Fu went to the door of the perfume department once, he never went to the perfume department again. Principal Zhang is still waiting for Meng Fu to change his mind to study the engineering department.

  Until the end of July, when Su Xian was released from the ancestral hall, she called Meng Fu and asked Meng Fu to eat.

  In the car, Su Xian looked at the figure sitting next to her, she was quite aura, "Mom, I'm going to apologize, what are you doing with me?"

   Headache, Ma Cen’s body is too weak recently,

  "Avoid asking you to give her another Heart of the Sea." Ma Cen glanced at her, covered her lips, and sneered.

  Su Xian quickly raised her hand, begging for mercy, "Okay, don't mention it."

   was confined for two months, Su Xian missed the bid of the Military Association, a full 100 copies of blues spices, Su's side was still obtained by Su Erye.

   "The Bing Association incident..." Su Xian remembered this.

  Matzen shook his head, with a majestic expression, "No need to mention this matter."

   Hearing this, Su Xian tilted her head and glanced at Ma Cen, concealing her worries, and said nothing.

  Not long, arrive at the hotel.

  This private hotel requires a membership card to enter. People who come here are either rich or expensive.

  Su Xian wanted to ask Meng Fu to go to Su's house, but the goal was too big, and Su Xian did not want Meng Fu to be entangled by inexplicable people, mainly...

  Su Xian felt that Meng Fu might not go there, so she put it aside for now.

  The appointment was for lunch. Meng Fu was not busy lately. It was nine o'clock after shooting a magazine in the morning.

  The service attitude of the hotel is excellent. Su Xian also reported Meng Fu's name when he was in the hotel. Upon hearing Meng Fu's surname, the waiter respectfully took Meng Fu to the box.

  Only when Meng Fu entered the box, she looked suspiciously at Meng Fu’s back and whispered: "Weird, Brother Fu sounds like..."

  The three people knew each other. Zhao Fan knew that she was having dinner with Su Xian and the others, but didn't come with him. He only found a place to eat with Su Di outside and arranged Meng Fu's next itinerary.

  Su Xian and others apparently asked Su Cheng about Mengfu’s preferences, and the dishes on the table were all Mengfu’s favorites.

   means that the weight is a little bit small.

  Su Xian first apologized to Meng Fu, which frightened her.

   "It's okay," Meng Fu shook his head with his chopsticks, looked at Ma Cen, paused, and asked, "I'm not in a good spirit these days?"

  Ma Cen has makeup on his face, but he can't hide it from Meng Fu.

"Small things," Ma Cen gave Meng Fu a piece of spare ribs, and said that she didn't care too much. She heard that Meng Fu was not scared by Minister Ming, so she sighed in relief and smiled to Meng Fu Anli: "This one The ribs are the best."

  Meng Fu nodded, "It's really good."

  After eating, Ma Cen was anxious to leave today. Su Xian looked at Ma Cen's state and was also anxious, greeted Meng Fu in a hurry, and left.

  Meng Fu followed them to the underground parking lot, watched Su Xian’s car driving away, only slightly curled his eyebrows, lowered his head and sent various messages to Yu Wen with his mobile phone——

  【Give me a copy of your last spice trading list. 】

  After sending the message, Meng Fu opened a small program while waiting for Su Di and Zhao Fan to finish eating.

  Suddenly, a chubby thing rolled to his feet, a black fitness ball.

  There was a noisy voice behind him——

   "Master! Master!"

   "Quickly, get out of the way, go and let people inform the doctor of wind, don't touch the master!"

  Meng Fu is not a lively person, and she is lazy. For another time, she may not even want to lift her head. At this time, she does not know what is affected. She bent over, picked up the sophistical fitness ball, and turned her head back.

  In the elevator, a middle-aged man is lying on the ground.

   He tightened his eyebrows, his complexion was a little gray, and it looked like he was poisoned all year round.

  Meng Fu pressed down the peaked cap, she took the exercise ball and walked directly to the front, pushing away the person in front of her.

  "Get out of the way! Are you looking for death?!" A guard-like man turned his head and looked at Meng Fu with a bad look.

  Meng Fu squeezed the exercise ball, raised his head, looked at the guard, and said: "I am a doctor, let me see."

The guard didn’t believe it at all. He directly drew out the weapon in his hand, pointed at Meng Fu, showed a warning, and his eyes were very fierce: "Go away, a yellow-haired girl dare to call a doctor. You think everyone is a wind doctor. ?"

   is another person who does not live or die. Over the years because of the Patriarch’s disease, how many quack doctors have wanted to come to Ren's family to cling to, and be able to become famous in one fell swoop, thinking that everyone can be like a wind doctor?

  He raised his hand to push Meng Fu away.

  Unexpectedly, the hand just touched Meng Fu's arm, as if it had touched the copper wall and iron wall.

  The old man squatting next to the middle-aged man touched the middle-aged man’s heart of a sudden stop, suddenly raised his head, looked at Meng Fu, and went to the doctor for a sudden illness, "Miss, since you are a doctor, look at our master..."

  He raised his head, his eyes were filled with muddy tears, and he was flustered.

  Meng Fu was about to leave. Seeing the old man, she sighed, pulled the mask up, and took out three golden needles from her sleeve.

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  　　 In the last two days, I have to change a new connection plot. It’s time for the monthly outline. Let’s have two chapters today, and see if I can make up tomorrow.

  　　 At the beginning of the month, please ask for a package of monthly pass, please, everyone~

  　　

  　

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