"Yiyang, you can rest here at night. Your bedroom is still on the second floor." Mrs. Ji was in good spirits, but her appetite was not good. After a few bites, she couldn't eat anymore.
Ji Yiyang has always lived in the main house of the Ji family.
But occasionally I would stay with Mrs. Ji during holidays and stay with her.
If in the past, Mrs. Ji said this, Ji's father would naturally not stop him. He would spend less time with the old lady, and would mostly let his son spend time with the old lady.
Only this time…
When Ji's father heard this, he calmly put down his chopsticks and smiled, "Mom, Yiyang Student Union has been very busy recently."
"Okay then." Mrs. Ji regretted.
After eating, Ji's father took Ji Yiyang and left.
Grandma Ji turned to the servant on the side: "Mama Ji, send the young master off."
"Yes." Ji Ma respectfully put down the rag in her hand.
Hearing this, Meng Fu glanced at Ji Ma, slightly surprised. She could naturally tell that this Ji Ma was brisk in her steps and must have internal strength in her body.
Meng Fu thought for a moment, then looked away, took the black bag aside and touched the silver needle inside.
"Miss Meng, drink tea." Ji's mother came back, went to the kitchen to make three cups of tea, and gave one cup to Meng Fu.
Knowing that Meng Fu gave Mrs. Ji the spice that made her sleep, Ji's mother also treated Meng Fu with great respect.
"Thank you," Meng Fu poured his thanks and then stood up, "Grandma Ji, I will use a silver needle to treat it for you."
"Silver Needle?" Yi Tong came down from upstairs, arranged the spices, and looked at Meng Fu.
He invited Meng Fu to come, but naturally he didn't have the idea that Meng Fu could cure his grandmother.
She just thought that she could get more spices for her grandma so that she could sleep more peacefully.
Traditional Chinese medicine is now in power in China. Mrs. Ji had had acupuncture many times before, but it was of no use.
Hearing this, Mrs. Ji also turned to Meng Fu, paused, and then shook her head with a smile, "Xiao Meng, don't bother, we have tried these before, but they are of no use to me."
Meng Fu took out the silver needle from his bag. Hearing this, he thought for a while and said, "Do you feel that your brain is very heavy now? I can't cure you with acupuncture, but it can relieve your head disease. ”
Nowadays, traditional Chinese medicine is on the rise, but not many people really know how to use silver needles.
Mrs. Ji thought about it for a while, but did not refuse, "Well, Xiao Meng, you give it a try. I'll go upstairs and change my clothes first."
The acupuncture must not be performed downstairs. Mrs. Ji went upstairs.
Ji Ma helped the old lady go upstairs and helped her change clothes. After closing the door, she hesitated and said, "Old lady, why did you agree? A few years ago, we had the honor to invite Doctor Feng to give you an injection, but it didn't work." use."
"It doesn't matter," Mrs. Ji smiled, "Let her give it a try, and I won't miss anything."
When she said this, Ji's mother refused.
Mrs. Ji changed into white practice clothes and called Meng Fu to come up and give her acupuncture.
Mrs. Ji was in good spirits. She lay on the bed with her eyes closed, waiting for Meng Fu to apply the acupuncture, and said: "Xiao Meng, you don't need to use too much strength."
She has seen too many people give her acupuncture, and most of them will be drained of energy and blood and look pale after the acupuncture.
The two tasks of acupuncture and incense blending are very time-consuming for some doctors.
Meng Fu held three silver needles between his fingertips. Without saying a word, he inserted the first needle into an acupuncture point on the head of Mrs. Ji.
As soon as the needle entered the acupuncture point, Mrs. Ji felt some obvious differences.
The brain seems to be a little lighter.
The second needle landed on an acupuncture point on the back of Mrs. Ji's neck.
After this needle fell, the feeling in Mrs. Ji's brain became more and more obvious.
The third needle landed on an acupuncture point on Mrs. Ji's finger.
After the needle was inserted, Mrs. Ji vaguely felt something in her head rushing toward her arms.
She originally saw that Meng Fu insisted on giving it a try, so she asked her to give it a try. After all, she might give up after giving it a try. She really didn't expect that these three injections would make her feel better than before.
"Old Madam, how are you feeling?" Ji's mother asked quickly when she saw that after the three silver needles were inserted, there was no movement from Old Madam Ji.
"It's okay," Mrs. Ji felt a little strange, "Mama Ji, I seem to be a little hungry."
hungry
Ji's mother was stunned for a moment, then stood up quickly, her face seemed a little excited, "Wait a minute, I'll go downstairs to prepare a meal for you!"
After saying that, Ji's mother walked downstairs excitedly.
Mrs. Ji has never had a good appetite and has to cope with eating every day. This is the first time she says she is hungry.
No matter how stupid he was, Yi Tong knew that it was Meng Fu's fault. He turned to Meng Fu and said seriously, "Thank you..."
When he turned around, he saw Meng Fu's somewhat pale face.
She originally had a cold white complexion, but now she looked even whiter. "Sit down quickly."
Yi Tong directly brought a chair to Meng Fu.
After hearing this, Mrs. Ji also sat up and looked at Meng Fu worriedly, "Xiao Meng, are you okay? I told you not to exert too much force."
"It's okay." Meng Fu raised his hand with an unconcerned expression.
Outside, Ji's mother brought up a plate with two bowls in it, one bowl was the meal for Mrs. Ji, and the other was the ginseng soup for Meng Fu.
"Miss Meng, please replenish your qi and blood first." Mother Ji handed the ginseng soup to Meng Fu, her tone more respectful than before.
Meng Fu: "...Thank you."
Mrs. Ji hadn't felt hungry for a long time and her body was extremely thin. She felt the taste of food for the first time. She took a bite and then turned to Meng Fu, "Xiao Meng, are you coming to the capital this time to record a program?"
Meng Fu had been eating with his head down. Hearing this, he raised his head and said "hmm".
Mrs. Ji took another bite and looked at Meng Fu with hopeful eyes, "Do you have a place to live?"
"I have already booked a hotel and will come back tomorrow to deliver the medicine to you." Meng Fu was quite concise and to the point.
Mrs. Ji felt regretful again. She finished eating the porridge and said with great regret: "Okay, I'll ask Xiaotong to take you to the hotel later. Let's leave a WeChat message between us. If you are in the capital, if anything happens, please call directly." I."
She asked Ji Ma to take her mobile phone and exchanged WeChat messages with Meng Fu.
Send Meng Fu out personally.
Yi Tong's car can no longer be seen.
Old Mrs. Ji was wearing reading glasses, looked at Meng Fu's WeChat, and asked a young servant to come over, "How do you push this WeChat message? You ask me to push this to Yiyang."
When the servant pushed this WeChat message to Ji Yiyang, the old lady also sent a voice message -
Yiyang, this is Xiao Meng’s WeChat account, please add it.
"Old madam, it seems that you like Miss Meng very much." Ji's mother looked on with a rare smile.
"I felt very comfortable when I saw Xiao Meng. I still felt uncomfortable when she left." Old Mrs. Ji also smiled after hearing this, "It's much better than the Ren Ying Yiyang likes. That Ren Ying is thoughtful." Too heavy."
Ren Ying is Ji Yiyang's younger sister. She is the same age as Meng Fu. Although she is a branch of the Ren family, the head of the Ren family is nearly fifty years old and has never been married. He has no children and has adopted a daughter from a branch line as his adopted daughter. .
The adopted daughter of this collateral line was loved and loved, and she rose to heaven in one step.
Although it was not Ren Ying who was adopted as an adopted daughter, Ren Ying's status also rose with the tide.
Ren Ying and Ji Yiyang came to see Old Mrs. Ji, and Old Mrs. Ji met her a few times. A family like the Ren family is very complicated, and Ren Ying is thoughtful, so the old lady doesn't like her very much.
Probably because Yi Tong is also an actor, Mrs. Ji likes Meng Fu who comes from a simple family background, is very well-behaved, has clear eyes, and doesn't have so many twists and turns in his words.
Yi Tong and Director Xu also spoke very favorably of Meng Fu.
Yi Tong left it aside and could make Director Xu say a good word, which was even more rare for an old lady.
"Why don't you introduce me to Young Master Biao? I see that Young Master Biao has a very good relationship with Miss Meng. He just escaped from death and came to the capital to treat you." Mother Ji smiled and shook her head, "In my opinion, Young Master Biao is more stable than the Young Master. "
"How can this be done? He is already 31, how old is Meng Cai?" Old Mrs. Ji waved her hands and refused sternly without even thinking, "He is already older, he is too old and cannot do it."
The old lady had worried about Yi Tong's marriage earlier, but now that she thought about it, she had better forget it.
He doesn't deserve it.
Ji’s mother: “…”
Fortunately, Master Biao is not here.
Really, a little bit heartbreaking.
On the other side of the phone, Ji Yiyang was sitting in the back seat with Ji's father. It was rare to see Mrs. Ji send him a WeChat message.
Ji Yiyang directly clicked on voice.
The voice wasn't very loud, but Ji's father, who was sitting next to him, also heard it. Hearing the words, he raised his eyebrows and said seriously: "What does your grandma want to do? You are still young, so you are not in a hurry."
"But speaking of it..." At this point, Ji's father also paused, "Do you feel that this Miss Meng looks a little familiar?"
Ji's father didn't say that Ji Yiyang didn't remember it. He also had some impressions about this, "There is indeed a little bit..."
Ji Yiyang couldn't remember where he had seen it specifically.
**
at the same time.
A hotel next to the Beijing Painting Association.
Yu Yong, Yu Zhenling and Jiang Xinran got out of the taxi and saw the magnificent hotel.
"This is the Continental Hotel, and it is also the largest hotel in Asia." Yu Yong introduced the hotel to the two of them. "We will stay here for one night and go to see the Painting Association to announce the results tomorrow."
Jiang Xinran's painting was handed over to the Painting Association the day before yesterday, and the results of the rematch will be announced tomorrow.
The results will appear directly on the list of the Beijing Painting Association.
Yu Yong was desperate for Jiang Xinran and pinned all his hopes on Jiang Xinran. In order to see the results as soon as possible, he took Jiang Xinran directly to stay at the Duzhou Hotel.
There are 78 floors in total. Jiang Xinran and others booked a suite on the 28th floor of the hotel.
Jiang Xinran stood by the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, looking down at the majestic and mysterious Painting Association headquarters opposite the Duzhou Hotel. She took a deep breath. Seeing this, she no longer paid attention to the things in T City.
What about T City and M City
Even the Chu family in T City has been plotting to get to the capital.
The capital is the highest circle, not just the painting association circle, but also any other circle. Even in the entertainment circle, the artists in the capital circle are higher than those in other circles, as can be seen from the famous Yi Tong.
"Er Yu didn't contact you?" Yu Yong came out of the other door with his cell phone.
Hearing this, Jiang Xinran raised her head and smiled, "He is still at Luo's house. He has just finished studying and has already driven over. He will take us out for dinner right away."
The next day, the Painting Association released the results.
The Painting Association holds a youth competition every year, with a total of two rounds, the preliminary round and the semi-finals. Twenty people are selected in the preliminary round. The top ten in the semi-finals can study in the Beijing Painting Association. The top five may be favored by the teachers of the Painting Association.
The list will be announced at 8 a.m. on the display screen at the entrance of the Painting Association.
Yu Yong and Jiang Xinran arrived at the gate of the Painting Association at 7:30. Looking from a distance, they could see two rows of men in black guarding the gate of the Painting Association.
There was also a group of people surrounding the list.
Most of these are waiting for the results like Jiang Xinran and others.
Everyone knows that being selected into the top ten is equivalent to reaching the sky in one step. Yu Yongcai was ranked eighteenth at the beginning, which was far behind. Finally, he was admitted to the Peking Association from the university. He studied as an apprentice for two years and was released. Became the vice president of T Cheng Painting Association.
They watched Jiang Xinran release the results, and Tong Eryu also came over. Behind him was a man in black, "This is my grandpa's bodyguard. Come out with me this time."
Tong Eryu introduced to Yu Yong.
Yu Yong had also stayed in the capital for a few years. Hearing this, he was a little shocked. He didn't expect that Grandpa Tong Eryu's house actually had guards. He took a deep breath and said hello: "Hello."
The guard glanced at Yu Yong and nodded slightly. He was not surprised by Yong's attitude.
"Can you make it to the top ten this time?" Tong Eryu asked Jiang Xinran.
"The top ten is fine, but the top five is a bit difficult." Jiang Xinran kept looking at the direction of the list with a nervous expression and didn't pay attention to anything else.
Hearing Jiang Xinran's words, the guard beside Tong Eryu glanced at Jiang Xinran, quite surprised.
Eight o'clock.
On the electronic display at the entrance of the Painting Association, the ranking list was finally refreshed, and everyone gathered around.
Yu Yong squeezed to the front, looking up from the twentieth place.
no20: Fang Kaiyuan
no19: Xiao Yiwei
…
no11: Pu Qian
Seeing that Jiang Xinran was not among the 11 to 20 people, Yu Yong breathed a sigh of relief and moved his eyes upward again.
no5: Jiang Xinran
Yu Yong's eyes suddenly shot out two rays of light, and he looked towards Jiang Xinran, excited and a little incoherent: "Fifth! Xinran, you are fifth! You can enter the Painting Association, Xinran!"
After saying that, he quickly took out his mobile phone and called Mr. Yu and the T City Painting Association to tell them the good news.
As soon as these words came out, most of the people around him looked at Jiang Xinran with envy and wonder.
If you are fifth in the youth competition and stuck in fifth place, you will not only be able to enter the Painting Association, but you will also most likely be favored by the teachers of the Painting Association.
Beside Tong Eryu, the guard was also startled. He took out his mobile phone to report the news to the Luo family. After he recovered, the guard's eyes looked at Jiang Xinran with a change. "Miss Jiang, our master invites three people to come to the Luo family." Be a guest."
Luo family, Tong Eryu's grandfather's family.
He also has some status in the capital.
When Jiang Xinran came to the capital for the first time, he didn't even see the Luo family, but today he was invited to the Luo family in public.
Not far away, Yu Zhenling was covering her heart. In the past two days, because of the incident between Jiang Xinchen and Meng Fu, she had been feeling panic and felt that she had missed something. Only now did she slowly let out a sigh of relief.
"As expected of our Yu family." Yu Yong reached out and patted Jiang Xinran on the shoulder, with no concealed pride on his face.
Knowing that Jiang Xinran was ranked fifth, they could rest assured and look at the previous rankings.
Everyone subconsciously went to see the first place—
I want to make money every day.
Seeing this name, Tong Eryu was surprised: "It's not your real name?"
This is rare.
"It may be that he is an expert from outside the world," Yu Yong looked at the first place with awe, "This first place will definitely be accepted by a teacher from the Painting Association, and it is very likely that he will be an A-level teacher, no Know who it is."
No matter who it is, it is an area they cannot reach.
"A-level teacher?" Jiang Xinran was stunned.
"Teachers second only to the three principals, but A-level teachers basically don't accept apprentices, unless the first place every year will interest them. I don't know what the first place painting will be this time." Yu Yong Zhengse, explained with Jiang Xinran.
After listening, Jiang Xinran looked at the first place winner, her eyes filled with ambition.
**
Meng Fu's side.
She also woke up early in the morning and didn't go anywhere. Instead, she took a taxi to the medicinal material base in the capital. The medicinal material base here was not as big as that in southern Hunan, but she could find all the medicines she was looking for here.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Fan called her, "We're here, where are you? I'll have someone take you to the hotel."
The program will be recorded tomorrow, and Zhao Fan and Su Di are also here today.
Seeing that they were coming to pick her up, Meng Fu sent the address to Zhao Fan.
On Zhao Fan's side, she and Su Di had just arrived. The capital was no better than T City and there were no nanny vans here. Su Di took a taxi with Zhao Fan to the hotel and asked Su Tianshun to pick up Meng Fu there.
Half an hour later, Zhao Fan and Su Di also arrived at the hotel.
The hotel was not the Duzhou Hotel in the center. It was a bit out of the way. Zhao Fan followed Su Di in and saw Su Cheng downstairs, with Wei Jingke beside him.
"Young Master Wei, you haven't left yet?" Su Di was a little surprised to see Wei Jingke.
Didn't Wei Jingke go to the Federation to be in charge of racing
"I'll go back to the capital and wait for Sister Xian." Wei Jingke looked at Su Di and Zhao Fan, but didn't see Meng Fu. "Where's Miss Meng? Didn't you say she's coming to record the show?"
"She arrived one day earlier than us," Su Di explained to Su Cheng, "I told Su Tian that he happens to be working there and will bring Miss Meng over later."
Hearing this, Su Cheng nodded and said nothing more.
Sit down and continue working on your computer.
Su Di and Wei Jingke were sitting opposite him and waiting. Zhao Fan put the box aside, sat next to Su Cheng, and told him about Meng Fu's recording of the show, "There are two people in this show that she definitely doesn't like..." "
An hour and a half later, Su Di didn't expect anyone, so he went outside to wait. As soon as he arrived outside, a familiar car stopped.
Su Di reached out and pulled the back seat door.
The back seat was empty.
After a pause, Su looked at the man who got off the driver's seat and took a deep breath, "Brother, where is Miss Meng?"
Hearing this, the man was also startled: "Just now, Miss Feng asked me about my wife's condition on the street, and I went to send her a case report. Miss Meng hasn't come yet?"