Among the people Yu Yong saw tonight, the one he was most familiar with was Gao Jun. Although he and Jiang Xinran were both new members, Jiang Xinran couldn't compare to him in any level.
Yu Yong naturally also knows Gao Jun's future.
Before coming here, he knew that the person surrounded by everyone would definitely not be an ordinary person.
But when he heard the word "Meng Fu" from Gao Jun, his whole body felt slightly chilly.
The word "Meng Fu" has been bothering him recently.
It wasn't until I came to this exchange meeting with Jiang Xinran tonight and met many famous people that I subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as he put Meng Fu down, Gao Jun picked it up again.
But I feel a little sensitive.
Gao Jun drank a little too much, and Meng Fu was surrounded by the crowd. Taking advantage of his height, he saw Meng Fu's head, and quickly took the wine glass and shouted loudly, "Senior Sister Meng Fu!"
Although Meng Fu was younger than him and joined the Painting Association in the same year, Meng Fu was an S-level student and his rating was much lower than that of Meng Fu. He still took advantage of being called "senior sister".
Everyone knows what "S" level members will accomplish in the future.
At the sound of "Senior Sister", the crowd naturally divided into lanes as soon as someone recognized Gao Jun.
Revealing Meng Fu in the middle, Gao Jun walked over with a wine glass and scratched his head: "Brother Fu, I am Gao Jun. I wonder if you still remember me..."
Meng Fu had juice in her hand and was asking Assistant Fang to change it for a glass of wine. When she saw Gao Jun, she raised her glass to him and smiled: "I know, Gao Jun."
She naturally remembered this special puff.
Gao Jun and Meng Fu only met once, and it was last year.
He didn't expect that Meng Fu would still remember him, and he was so excited that he couldn't speak for a moment. He knew that he was able to find a way in the Painting Association entirely because of Meng Fu's words.
Gao Jun said something to Meng Fu excitedly. It took him a few minutes to remember that there was Jiang Xinran. He pointed to the people behind him and introduced: "By the way, this is Jiang Xinran, who is also from our class. This is Jiang Xinran's uncle... "
Meng Fu glanced across Jiang Xinran and Yu Yong lightly, barely stopping.
The people around Meng Fu clinked glasses with Gao Jun. As for Jiang Xinran and Yu Yong, who knows them
After all, Gao Jun was an ordinary student. He didn't dare to talk to Meng Fu and the others. He only watched Meng Fu and the others leave with a wine glass. After they left, he shouted excitedly, "That senior sister Meng Fu just now is She was an S-level student in our Painting Association last year. It’s rare for the Painting Association to be rated S. She is also my goddess. I didn’t expect that she would still remember me!”
"S, S-class student?" Yu Yong's mind exploded with a bang. He felt the crystal lamp above his head spinning in his head, and the buzz of people around him turned into nothing. For a while, he could only repeat Gao Jun's words mechanically.
Meng Fu became an S-level student of the Painting Association
This is a title that Yu Yong would never dare to think about.
He only stayed in the Beijing Painting Association for two years before being released back to T City, but that didn't mean he had no vision.
The Yu family has always been ambitious and wanted to compete for power.
For this reason, they trained Jiang Xinran, and they didn't care even if Jiang Xinran was not Yu Zhenling's biological daughter. This shows the determination of the Yu family.
Now listening to Gao Jun's words, Yu Yong has realized who can compete for the top position.
S-level students can easily get a permanent position in the Beijing Painting Association even if they don't work hard later.
Not to mention, it is possible to enter the Federation later...
This is a place that Yu Yong never dared to think about before.
Yu Yong's hands were shaking when he thought of this.
Gao Jun also looked in the direction of Meng Fu and said to Yong'an Li Meng Fu, "Yes, our brother Fu is not only a star with good acting skills and positive energy, but also the only S-level student of our Beijing Painting Association. A former S-level student is now in the Federal Painting Association. I am so lucky to be in the same class as Brother Fu! "
Having said this, Gao Jun said excitedly, "Classmate Jiang, are you right?"
Gao Jun, who had not received a response for a long time, also looked at Jiang Xinran in surprise, only to find that Jiang Xinran was not as excited as he imagined. Her hand holding the wine glass was trembling and her face was pale.
"Classmate Jiang?" Gao Jun was a little surprised.
Jiang Xinran's hands were trembling, her smile was a little forced, and even her voice felt bleak: "Yes..."
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Meng Fu got to know a lot of people at the exchange meeting, and people in the circle knew that another little monster had risen in the Beijing Painting Association.
Later, Meng Fu asked Fang Yi to change the juice into wine. After drinking two glasses, he left early. Fang Yi saw Meng Fu out.
Outside the gate, Yu Yong has been waiting for Meng Fu.
He stood at the door, looking lost and his heart was knotted.
He recalled over and over again when Jiang Quan asked him to take Meng Fu as his disciple, but at that time he was only focused on Jiang Xinran, and even claimed that Jiang Xinran was not from the Yu family, but had blood from the Yu family.
Who knew that Meng Fu had truly inherited the talent of the ancestors of the Yu family.
He regarded the fish eyes as pearls, and later even asked Yu Zhenling to divorce Jiang Quan for the sake of Jiang Xinran's future. Thinking of this, Yu Yong felt extremely painful even breathing.
When he saw Meng Fu coming out, he didn't care about losing his composure and walked forward quickly.
The bodyguard beside Fang Yi stopped Yu Yong directly. Yu Yong was stopped and said earnestly: "Fu'er! I am your uncle!"
Here, Fang Yi, who was escorting Meng Fu out, looked at Yu Yong and was surprised: "Miss Meng knows Vice President Yu?"
Yu Yong looked at Meng Fu motionlessly, his eyes full of expectation, waiting for her answer.