After working with Meng Fu for so long, this was the first time Meng Fu mentioned his hometown.
She was an agent, so she naturally thought from Meng Fu's perspective.
The program team was able to break the rules and give Meng Fu a special show because of Meng Fu's recent popularity. Zhao Fan did not want Meng Fu to have any bad influence due to this special show.
If this program can bring out the Jiang family, not only will the program be effective, but the online rumors about Meng Fu's backstage will naturally be self-defeating.
"No kidding." Meng Fu picked up the phone and lowered his head to send a message to Meng Xun.
It had been more than two years since she had gone back to take a look. She originally wanted to find a chance to go back, but now was the time.
After signing, he pushed the contract directly to Zhao Fan.
Seeing Meng Fu like this, Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment.
Meng Fu's cell phone rang. There was no signature, but she recognized it. It was Meng Xun's call, "A Xun?"
"Sister," Meng Xun's voice was clear and her tone sounded ordinary, "When will you come back?"
"Three days later." Meng Fu ignored Zhao Fan and walked to the refrigerator.
In the refrigerator, Zhao Fan had already filled a pile of goods. She took two cans of beer and walked to the sofa to sit down. She threw one can of beer to Zhao Fan, opened the tab of the other can with one hand, and drank. Take a bite.
"Oh," Meng Xun remembered something, "There is one thing. Some time ago, someone came to film a movie on the mountain behind and rented the village chief's home. Because there was not enough room, they rented a room in the yard next to yours. Does leaving early and coming back late have any impact on you?”
"One thing, I will use this yard when the time comes." After Meng Fu finished drinking, he squeezed the beer can tightly and threw it into the trash can behind.
"Okay, I'll discuss it with the village chief," Meng Xun nodded, paused, and asked, "What time do you want your ticket? Do you need me to pick you up?"
"No, you study hard." Meng Fu glanced at Zhao Fan and stood up, "I'll hang up now. See you later."
The show started four days later, and Meng Fu wanted to go back a day early.
She didn't deliberately avoid Zhao Fan on the phone. Zhao Fan heard clearly what she and Meng Xun said. After listening to the conversation, she couldn't help but press her temples and fell into deep thought while holding the can of beer that Meng Fu threw to her: " Are you sure you want to go back to record? What about the guests? Your cousin, and the people in your village... I'm afraid they will be embarrassed, and the camera skills are not good. Sheng Jun's teacher at the Painting Association is very good, and the others are on camera. Everyone knows what they should do and what they shouldn’t do, I hope you think about it carefully.”
Meng Fu leaned on the sofa and looked at Zhao Fan very seriously, "Otherwise, this is the place. In short, the Jiang family can't do it."
With her attitude, this matter cannot be discussed any further.
Zhao Fan was speechless at this moment. Compared with the rental house, she actually felt that the mountain city was a little better...
"Alas," Zhao Fan replied to the director team, taking the time to glance at Meng Fu, "How good it is that you agreed to the president of the painting association at that time."
While the two were talking, the doorbell rang again.
It was Su Di who hadn't seen him for several days.
"Are you okay?" Zhao Fan glared when he saw Su Di, then walked around him and found that he was very energetic, "You don't look like you are seriously injured."
Except that Su Di's face turned a little pale, he did not appear to be seriously injured.
He called Sister Fan politely.
Zhao Fan looked at his attitude and felt strange. Although Su Di had always been very polite to her and Meng Fu, today, she always felt that Su Di's attitude seemed to have become a little respectful...
"Here are three scripts, which were found by Manager Sheng. Take a look." Su Di brought over today's main task.
In the entertainment circle.
The most important thing is the work. If there is no work that can be used, no matter how popular or topical it is, it is only for the moment. Netizens are very forgetful. If there is no work that can be used, if it is criticized by netizens, it can only be ignored. by ridicule.
Zhao Fan took it and flipped through it. They were all very capable directors, but she still had to read the script carefully and not rush to reply.
**
at the same time.
Wanmin Village is far away in the ravine.
Meng Xun stood up from the old desk and walked outside.
Outside the gate, a middle-aged woman in gray clothes was feeding chickens in the yard with her back to her. Meng Xun raised her voice: "Auntie, I said she will be back in three days."
The whole back of the middle-aged woman's hand seemed to stiffen for a moment, then she turned back and looked at her expressionlessly, "I know."
Then I grabbed a chicken.
She is Meng Fu's adoptive mother, Yang Hua.
Meng Xun: "What are you doing?"
"Kill a chicken."
Meng Xun: "...Sister, I'll be back in three days."
"Snapped-"
Yang Hua put the knife on the chopping board and glanced at Meng Xun.
Meng Xun: "You kill, you kill."
Meng Xun took three steps back. The big white goose beside her was flapping its wings. After calling "gaaaa" twice, he glanced at her lazily, and finally walked to his cabin with elegant steps.
**
Three days later, Meng Fu returned early.
Zhao Fan did not come with her. She wanted to take them with the director of "A Day in the Life of a Star".
Su Di came back with Meng Fu, and he helped Meng Fu carry the black box.
The two of them traveled all the way around the province, from high-speed rail to train, then to car, and finally arrived at an intersection.
The intersection is an old road with potholes and dust in the middle.
Meng Fu wore a simple long-sleeved shirt and black jeans. She didn't put on her sunglasses after getting in the car.
After another ride, the two of them arrived at the entrance of a village.
It had just rained and there was mud on the road, making it difficult to drag the box. Su Di did not put down the box in his hand all the way. After getting off the car, he called Su Cheng directly to report that he and Meng Fu had arrived safely.
While I was on the phone, I saw a girl squatting at the entrance of the village from a distance. Next to the girl was a big white goose.
Su Di: "..."
at the same time.
Meng's house, the yard next door.
The village chief brought two people to find Yang Hua.
"This is Director Xu," the village chief smiled honestly. The two girls from the Meng family were both beautiful and smart. He liked these two children very much. He pointed to one of them and introduced them to Yang Hua: "Director Xu, If you have anything, just tell Yang Hua."
"I heard from the village chief that someone wants to use the yard next to you recently?" Director Xu was wearing a T-shirt and must have just come back, holding a small script in his hand.
Even though he frowned, he was still gentlemanly and polite.
It was more convenient and quiet, so Director Xu rented a room to the leading actor.
If there is anyone else here, they will definitely recognize him. This is Director Xu, who is very famous in the circle. He has won various international awards.
Yang Hua put down her apron and felt very embarrassed. She didn't know Director Xu, so she just said: "Because my daughter is coming back today, and she has several friends who are coming to stay in the next two days, which will cause trouble for you."
"How many days will she need it?" Director Xu asked slowly.
"Two days." Yang Hua asked Meng Xun, but she didn't know the details.
Just as he was talking, someone shouted loudly from outside: "Yang Hua, is your daughter back in the village?"
Yang Hua said "Hey", then rubbed his hands and stood up.
The village chief smiled and asked her to pick up Meng Fu quickly.
After Yang Hua left.
Director Xu looked at the village chief, thought for a while, and then said to Yang Hua: "It's okay for her daughter to come back to live, but you have to promise not to let her harass our hero."