Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Chapter 3: 003 a book

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Xi Nancheng picked up the list of the next person, "That's it."

What he meant was that he had made up his mind not to read it.

But Zhuyu was ahead, let alone Meng Fu, even the second place was quite bleak in front of Ye Shuning.

Tangze shook his head helplessly and smiled, swallowing the words "I think she can be popular" in his stomach.

**

Outside, after Meng Fu finished her performance, she saw Zhao Fan waiting for her in the blind spot of the camera, holding her glasses and sunglasses.

Seeing Zhao Fan, Meng Fu slowed down a little, turned sideways and looked towards Zhao Fan, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and his slender fingers tapped the badge unhurriedly, indicating to Zhao Fan to look at it.

Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the obvious "C" on Meng Fu's badge.

She couldn't help but widen her eyes.

At Meng Fu's level, he was tone deaf, couldn't keep up with the tune, couldn't pronounce words clearly, and could barely get an E. Why did he get a C today

When she saw it, Meng Fu retracted his smile, raised his eyebrows, smoothed his wrinkled sleeves, and walked into the waiting room.

After she left, Zhao Fancai covered his cheeks with both hands.

The waiting room is now filled with people from Class A who have passed the assessment. The program has gone through a round of large-scale selection. After layers of screening, five classes abcde are left. Each class has 6, 8, 12, 15, and 24 people. .

At the end of the show, the top 6 people from Class A will be selected to form a group based on popularity, the 8 people from Class B will be upgraded to contracts, and the rest will be eliminated.

At this time, the first five people were all chatting quietly together.

Sitting around a girl with long hair reaching her waist, this girl Meng Fu knew, Ye Shuning.

Because there were cameras around, when they saw Meng Fuli coming, the five of them gave her a friendly look, and then continued talking to Ye Shuning.

"Ning Ning, Meng Fu actually got a C this time, has she made such rapid progress?" A baby-faced girl looked at Meng Fu and said exaggeratedly.

She is Jiang Ran, who currently ranks fifth in the online voting. She was promoted as an "upright" persona in the show. Because of this persona who dared to "tell the truth", she attracted a lot of fans.

Ye Shuning didn't squint her eyes or look at Meng Fu. When she listened to the words of the people around her, she just smiled and did not agree with the words mixed with sarcasm.

Not out of politeness, but there was no need for her to lower herself and mock a person who knew nothing but a face.

Meng Fu, who was isolated by Class A, was not embarrassed at all.

She found a seat at the edge of the last row and sat down, her slender legs folded over each other.

Then he took out a small book from the back pocket of his hot pants, put it on his knees, and read through it slowly.

Other members came in one after another after passing the assessment.

The planner who was working in the photography office backstage came to inspect when he saw Meng Fu, who was usually very flirtatious and a bit gossipy, sitting quietly on a stool. He pointed at the screen in surprise and asked, "What is this Meng Fu doing?"

As a planner, he naturally knew Meng Fu.

The staff replied: "Read a book."

Reading

The program planner couldn't help but laugh, what book is she reading

Can you read a book under the camera

The traces of deliberate performance are too obvious.

The matter of Meng Fu dropping out of school was a hot topic last time.

"Zoom the camera closer to see what book she is reading. But the program planner loves topics like this. He directed the camera to take pictures of the book Meng Fu was reading, anticipating that the next hot search was coming.

This is bad for Meng Fu, but it is also exposure for their program.

The staff immediately adjusted the machine, zoomed in on the nearest lens, and took a clear picture of the cover of Meng Fu's book. The cover was a little yellow, and it said -

"A Comprehensive Guide to Difficult and Miscellaneous Pig Diseases".

Program planning & staff: “…”

At the same time, Meng Fu took back the book in his hand. She was wearing a red regimental uniform and glanced at the camera inadvertently. Her pair of peach blossom eyes were blurry and unrestrained, uninhibited and wild.

It was okay that she didn't raise her head, but when she raised her head, the trainees sitting next to her instantly became the girls next to the queen, dull and dull.

The staff member who was thinking about "pig" suddenly woke up and asked, "Does she know that we gave her a close-up?"

No, how can we know this

The staff member shook his head again, feeling that his nerves were too sensitive.

**

After more than three hours of assessment, all trainees have been re-rated.

Tang Ze came in to announce the format for the next performance, and the 65 trainees were chattering excitedly.

Tang Ze clapped his hands and signaled them to be quiet, "The next performance will be a knockout system. You will be divided into eight groups. The team will compete in a PK competition system. Original songs and choreography will be decided by on-site voting. The group that wins first place will win. Directly increase the popularity by 100,000, the second place will receive 50,000, the third place will receive 30,000, and the fourth place will receive 10,000. I will give you five minutes to form groups freely.”

The bottom 20 people with the lowest popularity will be eliminated in the next period, and it will still be a public performance.

Everyone was very nervous, especially the less popular ones.

One hundred thousand popular votes is a turning point. Being in Ye Shuning's group is a sure win. Everyone knows that Ye Shuning is the unbeatable number one.

During the free grouping, most people crowded into Ye Shuning's group, and it was extremely hot around her.

Some of the more popular players are surrounded by many people.

five minutes later.

The eight groups were full, and only Meng Fu was left standing in the middle.

Because there are 65 trainees, each group is full of eight people, and there is one extra person left.

Tang Ze calmed down the atmosphere. He smiled and said, "Which group leader lacks a vocal? Student Meng Fu can lead the group."

What he said is true. With Meng Fu's voice, it would be no problem to train him as a vocalist.

As soon as he said these words, almost everyone avoided Tang Ze's eyes.

Some people even lowered their heads and exchanged glances with each other. A vocalist is a contestant who is gifted with singing skills and his own singing. Just Meng Fu, a person who has not even learned the most basic simple musical notation, is the main C, a vocalist

What a joke.

Tang Ze glanced around and focused on the second team, "Jiang Ran, you are the dancer. Almost everyone else in your group is a singer and dancer. Without a vocal, the performance of the show will be lacking. Meng Fu Just fills in…”

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Ran hurriedly said: "Teacher Tang, we have all the vocalists in our group, there is no shortage of vocals."

Jiang Ran didn't want to offend Tang Ze, but compared to the importance of her performance, she had to speak.

Tang Ze also understood how important this performance was to these girls. Meng Fu had been at the scene of a car accident, so it was understandable that these people were unwilling to take her.

When he was in trouble, someone raised his hand and said, "Teacher Tang, our group is short of vocals."

Meng Fu raised her eyebrows and looked at the speaker. She was a girl with short hair. She had a neutral appearance and wore an earring in her right ear. She looked a little silent.

"Chu Yue?" Tang Ze looked at the speaker and was a little surprised, "Okay, Meng Fu, you are in Chu Yue's group."

Tang Ze added Meng Fu's name to Chu Yue's group, and then closed the list: "Come here today and start the seven-day closed training. In seven days, it will be your first performance stage, come on."

Jiang Ran breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Chu Yue speaking.

**

In the nanny car, when he heard about Meng Fu's group, Zhao Fan breathed a sigh of relief and made a brief analysis: "In your group, Chu Yue is a dancer, Ding Liuyue can create, and there are people who have done the composition and choreography. You I’m very lucky, just be a tool.”

Meng Fu took out the small book and said with a half-smile, "Tool man?"

"Well," Zhao Fan responded, and almost choked when he saw the title of the book she was reading, "What kind of messy book are you reading?"

Meng Fu leaned against the car window and glanced at her, "Don't gossip, you will live longer."

Zhao Fan: "..."

"Brother Su is coming back, don't let him see this book." Zhao Fan said tiredly.

Twenty minutes later, we arrived at an intersection.

Meng Fu got out of the car, stuffed the book into the pocket of his black coat, put his hand in the pocket, and put on his sunglasses with the other hand: "Wait for me, honey, pack some luggage, and I'll be back soon."

She planned to go back to Jiang's house to get back the things that the female reporter left at Jiang's house.

"Okay, you must rehearse with the people in your group tonight. Even if you are useless, you have to pretend that you are useful, otherwise Teacher Xi will say that you..." Zhao Fan looked at that unbridled, seductive and beautiful face, and couldn't bear it. She couldn't help but blush, and after a long while, she warned her behind her back like an old woman.

Meng Fu looked at her and chuckled softly, then raised his hand behind him, "Understood."

**

Jiang family.

Yu Zhenling was sitting on the sofa, smiling and talking to the woman in front of her.

The person in front of her was Mrs. Tong, who was a family friend of the Jiang family. The two generations of the two families had arranged a marriage when they were young.

While the two were talking, the servant outside whispered: "Madam, Miss Meng is back."

Miss Meng of the Jiang family, who else could she be.

The real daughter I recognized two years ago.

The smile on Yu Zhenling's face paused, and she glanced at Mrs. Tong subconsciously.

Mrs. Tong lowered her head and took a sip of tea. She looked graceful and elegant, and her movements were very elegant. She did not look at Meng Fu who came in and seemed not to have heard the servant's words.