In this kind of variety show, the artists have microphones that record their voices.
But until now, no one has turned off Mai. Meng Fu was the first to turn off Mai.
Meng Fu turned off the mic, and her voice could not be heard in the program. She continued to outline the outline while tracing the dots, "President?"
"I just saw you at the General Association." The president's voice was always gentle.
Meng Fu said "Oh" and changed his shadow, "What do you want from me?"
"I need you to confirm things in the library. You happen to be here. Come to my office later and you'll be fine." The president smiled, his voice light.
Meng Fu glanced at the directing team, "Then let me ask."
Who is she calling? I'm so anxious!
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Do you dare to turn on the voice!
If you are so scared, it must be her sponsor.
Here he is, the people from yygq are here again.
…
Meng Fu pressed down his phone, avoided the camera and went to the director to ask.
The director is communicating with Sheng Jun's agent.
Originally, artists would avoid the camera when going to the bathroom or whatever.
Especially now that the director is paying attention to Sheng Jun's affairs, he hopes that she can agree to be followed by the program team, and it won't matter if Meng Fu takes ten minutes off.
"They agreed? But they can only shoot from a distance?" The director was communicating with the filming crew. He was overjoyed when he heard this, "It's okay, it's okay, as long as you can agree to shoot."
After speaking, the director pressed the mic to discuss with the planner, "First adjust four cameras to follow Sheng Jun. Remember not to follow too closely, especially when going to the conference room..."
After talking to the planning team, he turned around and saw Meng Fu still beside him. He slapped his forehead and remembered that Meng Fu was still asking him something, "You go ahead."
After answering Meng Fu, he went to discuss important matters with the filming crew.
Although the director needs to be topical, he does not dare to offend the program team.
When Meng Fu returned to his seat, the studio was still very busy.
She did not go to the president immediately, but stayed at the same place to draw for another five minutes.
At this time, Li Qingning walked to the opposite side of her with a paintbrush and said, "Xiao Meng, God will help you. Sheng Jun has gone to a meeting, so you can catch up with her in time!"
Meng Fu raised his head and looked at Li Qingning with regret, "Teacher Li, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."
Li Qingning felt a sudden rush in his heart.
Meng Fu looked at the barrage, put the pen on the table, and started to ask for leave without changing his expression, "Friends, I'm going to go for a convenience first, and I won't bring the photographer with me. Can I ask for ten minutes of leave?" "
Brother Fu, who were you calling just now
Okay, okay, anything is okay
You have the final say on how good-looking you are!
Hahahaha, everyone, look at Teacher Li’s face
Teacher Li's heart: Can you let me go? ?
There are also fewer sporadic barrages—
I'm just lazy again. You're obviously the least good at drawing. Can you be more serious
Shengjun has almost finished painting, but you haven't started yet.
…
"Then we'll see you in ten minutes." Meng Fu waved his paw, said hello to Li Qingning obediently, and turned to leave.
After she left, Li Qingning looked at the camera on her drawing board and smiled very professionally, "It's okay, I can still resist. I'm going to find my good brother Che Shao."
Barrage-
Are these the two left-behind children left? Haha!
Damn it, everyone, go to Sheng Jun's split screen, she's in the administration building.
**
Here, Meng Fu walked through the crowd.
At a glance, he saw Zhao Fan and Su Cheng, who had been with the group.
Today, Su Di is absent for the first time.
Zhao Fan and Su Cheng are unique in their surroundings. Because Su Cheng has his own refrigerator, there is no one within one meter.
Zhao Fan had been watching the live broadcast and knew that Meng Fu had turned off the mic at this moment, so he smiled directly at her: "The results this morning were good, there were no big mistakes, and Teacher Li is willing to guide you."
What she said is correct. Li Qingning is an extremely powerful person in the circle and has a good reputation online.
He kept cueing Meng Fu, and Meng Fu himself responded on point. The combination of the two was indeed very popular.
Su Cheng didn't say much. He wore a black mask and only handed her the thermos cup in his hand.
Meng Fu took it and took a sip. The water was just right.
She didn't turn on the microphone, but the program crew still had the camera looking at her back as she left.
The barrage was also going crazy at this time.
Damn, Sister Fan, I know her. Who is that man? !
He is so handsome from the back that it makes everyone angry. Do you dare to show the program team a close-up shot
Dog show!
To be honest, my head almost wanted to crawl into the screen, just be a human being on this dog show.
Is it some artist who came to visit the class
Is this Meng Fu's assistant
Damn, do assistants look like this these days? !
Mom, I don’t deserve it (smile)
…
After Meng Fu finished drinking the water, he took Zhao Fan's peaked cap, put it on his head, and went out.
Zhao Fan looked at the direction she left and touched his chin, "Brother Cheng, isn't this her way to the bathroom?"
**
The place where Meng Fu and the others just painted was in the student building, and the president's office was in the administrative building.
It is three minutes away from the student building.
Meng Fu wore a peaked cap and walked all the way to the administration building. No one noticed her on the way. At most, her back looked familiar.
The administrative building has a total of 12 floors, and the president is on the 12th floor at the top.
Meng Fu entered the elevator. There were two boys in the elevator. They stood by the elevator buttons and looked at Meng Fu with confusion and inquiry: "Which floor does the beauty go to?"
Meng Fu politely replied: "Twelve."
Her voice has always been special, with a long reverberation. The boy heard it and said excitedly: "Are you Meng Fu? I am your fan. That song "The Fire" is so good..."
Meng Fu took off his hat and looked at him, "Thank you."
Another boy was not a fan of Meng Fu, but he had heard of Meng Fu's name. At this moment, he was very surprised to see Meng Fu up close, and said very gently: "I can't press the button on the twelfth floor. Why are you going to the twelfth floor?"
Meng Fu's fan's hand stopped beside the button excitedly, and he also remembered this question, and then explained to Meng Fu: "The twelfth floor is..."
The buttons for ten, eleven and twelve are red.
Because she didn't press the floor button and the elevator door closed but didn't move, Meng Fu glanced at them and then casually brushed the engraved end of the wooden sign the president gave her last time on the edge of the button.
The red hour on the twelfth floor clicked with a beep. Meng Fu pressed it, and a white light lit up on the twelfth floor.
There is a chip in this brand.
Meng Fu fans: "..."
They were going to the ninth floor. After getting off the elevator, another boy looked at the Meng Fu fan in surprise: "Is she also from the Federation? Why did she go to the twelfth floor?"
Meng Fu fan: "...how would I know."
The boy glanced at him, disgusted: "Aren't you a true fan of your goddess? You still give her ratings every day! You fake fan!"
Meng Fu fans: "..."
He picked up the phone and started asking this question on Meng Fuchao.
"But one thing to say, she is really good-looking. I always thought it was a filter problem, but I didn't expect that she looks better in person..."
**
On the twelfth floor, Meng Fu entered the president's office.
The assistant was already familiar with her, bent slightly towards her, and opened the door for her.
"Have your Chinese paintings been rated?" The president looked at her.
Meng Fu was also surprised, "Does Chinese painting still have levels?"
President: "..." This was the first time he saw people studying painting not knowing this.
He changed the topic, "If you have time, you can take a freehand painting level test, but your proficiency needs to be practiced more. Once you have reached the level of form and meaning, you are a little behind on writing skills."
"There's a chance." Meng Fu took the tea handed to her by the person next to her and took a sip.
"Your painting has just been placed in the youth section on the fourth floor of the library." The president gave her a confirmation letter, "I need your confirmation."
This was the main reason why he came to her.
Meng Fu took it and glanced at it, confirming that the letter was not very long and mainly talked about the copyright of the painting. She glanced at it and signed her name.
"For what I gave you, you can go to any floor below the ninth floor of the library. You can go and look at it when you have time. There are many paintings and notes of seniors in it." The president took back the confirmation and told her.
He knew that Meng Fu still had to film a show, so he didn't say much more. After saying this, he asked Meng Fu to go downstairs.
at the same time.
In the conference room on the ninth floor, several senior figures from the Federation were gathered, and the rest were students.
Some of them work part-time in various agencies, and the vice president who is speaking now is from the Cultural Affairs Bureau.
A group of photographers were taking pictures outside the door, but they didn’t dare to follow them any closer.
But netizens who are good at watching live broadcasts with a magnifying glass have caught it.
Isn't the person in front of Wucao the deputy director of the Communist Party of China
I only know that he is the vice president of the Chinese Painting Association and he gave a speech at T University.
that is…
Who is Sheng Jun's teacher
Sure enough, the big guys gathered...
…
I just took a photo from a distance and it didn’t affect the meeting.
But the show was very effective.
There must be hot searches, but Weibo did not dare to follow the rhythm of the Painting Association. Instead of posting a hot search for "seniors of the Painting Association", it posted a hot search for "Teacher Sheng Jun".
Even so, the number of online viewers has reached its peak.
It broke 10 million.
This is pure numbers, not just popularity.
Sheng Jun didn't have a seat, she just came out after taking the oath with the other members.
The time was short, but everyone and the program team were able to see it.
After the others left, Sheng Jun slowly came out. As he walked to the elevator, he looked at the barrage and explained, "My teacher? My teacher is the student of our vice president. He told the vice president, and the vice president That’s why I agreed that the camera was at the door.”
"666" was written on the barrage.
As she said this, she walked to the elevator entrance, and the barrage showed the elevator again.
"Well, you asked just now if the elevator has a red button?" Sheng Jun continued to read the barrage.
When she mentioned this, the director looked at the camera motionlessly and immediately pressed the headset to give remote instructions: "Quick, I have a close shot of the elevator for Sheng Jun!"
He knows that this is what the audience loves to see.
Sheng Jun continued to explain to the barrage with a smile, "Those are on the tenth to twelfth floors. They are the offices of the vice president and president. They involve some international projects, so they are not open to the public. You see, this elevator goes from the twelfth floor." Those who come down should be people from these three levels. If we are lucky, maybe we can meet someone from the president... "
She was talking.
The elevator stopped on the ninth floor with a "ding" sound, and the elevator door opened.
The girl inside who was playing with her phone with her head down seemed to feel that the atmosphere was a little different, so she slowly raised her head.