These two people are so arrogant, are they not afraid of being beaten to death
Meng Fu still said "Oh", "I know my own affairs, and you can take care of grandpa's affairs."
"Okay, I'll ask the village chief tomorrow." Yang Hua said the last thing to Meng Fu, and the two hung up the phone.
Li Qingning: "..."
In the room, Li Qingning turned to Meng Fu. He also remembered what happened in Wanmin Village. "I remembered you. Why did your mother just say that the Jiang family recognized you?"
In fact, it was strange to see the hot search that time.
Meng Fu undoubtedly grew up in Wanmin Village, so why did a Jiang family suddenly appear
"It's nothing. Maybe I was brought up by the wrong person when I was young. The Jiang family only found me two years ago." Meng Fu walked around Li Qingning's room and finally found a bottle of red wine on the table and poured himself a glass.
She said it plainly and simply, but Li Qingning had it all figured out.
So Meng Fu was carried by the wrong person. He was originally the child of a wealthy family and was carried to Wanmin Village
There are a lot of bloody scripts like this.
Li Qingning originally wanted to ask about No. 1 Middle School, but when he heard this, he couldn't help frowning. It was really strange that a child from a wealthy family could be carried by the wrong person from a place so far away from Wanmin Village
Especially one of them is a real rich man.
It sounds incredible.
Under normal circumstances, this kind of thing is simply impossible to happen.
"Then your grandpa and the others were too careless, right?" Li Qingning tilted his head and turned to Meng Fu, frowning tightly, "Is it now that I want to recognize you?"
"It's not the time to recognize her back now," Zhao Fan said sarcastically, "The old man said two years ago that he would hold a banquet for her, but her mother has always been unwilling, and his uncle's family has only recently agreed. of."
Zhao Fan also felt strange when he mentioned this.
She didn't know about MS.
As for other things, Zhao Fan didn't mention anything about Jiang Xinran, and felt depressed when he mentioned it.
It's not smooth at all.
**
The next day, at six o'clock in the morning federal time, Meng Fu and Li Qingning went out to record the show.
This time Che Shao waited for them directly at the Royal Conservatory of Music.
Filming is restricted in many places in the Commonwealth. The Royal Conservatory of Music gave them a place where they could film. However, the program team could not set up barriers, so they experienced the daily life of Che Shao here.
The cafeteria here also looks a bit like a banquet hall.
The main reason is that Meng Fu and others bring their own topics and highlights, which is not boring.
To eat in the canteen here, you can pay by credit card or federal currency.
"Everyone's meal money is here, and the money is limited. Now everyone comes to draw their own money." The director handed out four envelopes.
Meng Fu took one and opened it. There was another hundred federal coins inside.
Fifty yuan from Li Qingning.
Shengjun's twenty yuan.
Che Shao’s…
piece.
Damn, hahahaha, Che Shao is so miserable.
African chiefs are not
hhhhhh
Brother, hurry up and hug Meng Fu’s thigh!
Che Shao also saw Meng Fu's one hundred yuan. He coughed and walked over, "Sister, what are you doing?"
Meng Fu walked into the cafeteria and asked, "Get some food."
"Sister, shall we eat together today?" Che Shao said in a personable manner.
Meng Fu looked at him: "How much do you have?"
Che Shao: "One piece."
Meng Fu: "Heh."
Che Shao: “…”
Hahahahahaha
Brother Fu was unwilling, which I never expected.
Maybe, this is picking.
Everyone watching the live broadcast laughed like crazy.
"Dad Li." Che Shao went to find Li Qingning.
Li Qingning bought a chicken drumstick and said without looking back, "Get out."
Che Shao: “…”
He ended up sharing a meal with Sheng Jun.
You see everyone else is looking at the route, why do I think Brother Fu has been here before
Are you stupid in front of me? Brother Fu said yesterday that she came over a day early to explore some places.
I think too much, it’s just a coincidence.
…
This program ends at the end where we meet a prince of King Y.
It lasted for a total of fifteen hours over two days, but it aroused unparalleled curiosity among the audience. The highest number of online viewers was 52 million, which was a peak that the entire domestic variety show had never reached.
**
Domestic time, Monday, 10 a.m., airport.
Mr. Jiang is waiting at the airport.
He looked up at the exit, "Why hasn't Fu'er arrived yet?"
Jiang Yu looked at the time and said, "It's almost time. It should be time."
As he was talking, Meng Fu, Zhao Fan and Su Di appeared at the exit.
Mr. Jiang walked forward on crutches, "It'll be good when you're back. Where's Xiao Su?"
"He still has something to do." Meng Fu held Mr. Jiang's arm and smiled.
"I heard him say that you are going to film somewhere else this week?" Mr. Jiang felt a little regretful when Su Cheng didn't come back, but he didn't say anything and said directly to Meng Fu.
"I'm going to film in the mountains. I'll leave tomorrow morning and come back in two weeks."
Mr. Jiang pondered for a moment and said: "The banquet will be decided for you first. My people are still in Wanmin Village. I will ask her to bring your mother and your cousin over later. I have drawn up some guest lists. Look. Look, by the way, do you have anyone else to add?”
The old man is determined to hold this banquet.
Meng Fu had to rush to film and didn't have much time. "Keep everything simple. Just let my mother and others come back for a meal today. There are too many people and she won't feel comfortable."
Ask Mr. Jiang to invite, he is afraid that he will not invite half of the people in T City.
"How can this be so simple and perfunctory?" The old man got into the car and disagreed.
Meng Fu sat next to him and glanced at him, "Otherwise, it won't be done?"
Mr. Jiang: "..."
He stopped talking, and Meng Fu lowered his head and continued to read WeChat.
President Yan: Your senior brother has brought you something again. You have just returned home from filming. I will send it to you just in time to talk to you about the semi-final painting. Your painting has not been handed over to me yet.
Meng Fu looked at President Yan's WeChat message, couldn't help but touch his chin, and turned his head to look at Mr. Jiang.