Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

It was indeed Mr. Jiang who came back from the outside.

He sat in the back seat with Yan Langfeng, and Meng Fu sat in the co-pilot.

Jiang Xinchen trotted out and opened the door on the left. The person sitting on the left was not Mr. Jiang, but an old man he had never seen before.

Mr. Jiang opened the door from the right and came down. He pointed to Jiang Xinchen and introduced to President Yan, "This is Fu'er's younger brother," and then looked at Jiang Xinchen, "This is your sister's teacher, surnamed Yan."

"Teacher Yan." Jiang Xinchen had never met President Yan before, seeing the old man being so solemn, he called out respectfully.

Inside, Jiang Quan also came out.

In T City, not many people know Yan Langfeng. Before the gate, if the director of the Cultural Bureau hadn't been there, Mr. Jiang would not have guessed that Yan Langfeng was the president of the Painting Association.

At this time, Jiang Quan naturally didn't know Yan Langfeng either.

He knew that Meng Fu and Mr. Jiang were going to pick up Teacher Meng Fu. He thought the same as Mr. Jiang at first, thinking that they were going to pick up Zhou Jin.

Seeing Yan Langfeng at this moment, Jiang Quan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Meng Fu's teacher to be so imposing.

"Mr. Yan, Dad, come in first." Jiang Quan led them into the house.

After Yang Hua chatted with the gardener, she also walked this way. She was also familiar with Mr. Jiang. Now that Meng Fu came back, Yang Hua felt more at ease.

Hearing that Meng Fu had found another teacher, she deliberately took a few extra glances at Yan Langfeng.

Today is not as lively as the old man imagined, but there are quite a lot of people, besides Yang Hua and the others, there are also a few directors of the Jiang family, especially those who are not bothered.

The Jiang family hall was also very lively.

"You taught Fu'er how to paint?" Yang Hua sat on the sofa and talked with Yan Langfeng, and when she heard that Yan Langfeng taught Meng Fu how to paint, she froze for a moment, then turned to Meng Fu, a little surprised.

Yan Langfeng also noticed Yang Hua's gaze, he paused.

I also remembered that Meng Fu was not very interested in painting before, and my heart moved, "She really didn't learn to paint before?"

"Well," Yang Hua retracted her gaze and nodded at Yan Langfeng, "She has been copying with others for a while, maybe a few months, and she didn't learn anymore, I didn't expect that she will ask you to be her teacher now, I'm afraid you will have to worry about it in the future. "

"Don't worry about it," Yan Langfeng smiled, "She is very smart, she can understand everything, and she is born with a talent for painting, but it's a pity that she learned painting too early."

Speaking of this, Yan Langfeng sighed a little, if Meng Fu had met him when he was a child, how could Meng Fu have reached the level of He Xiyuan now.

Yang Hua just smiled at Yan Langfeng's words and didn't say anything.

About the same as Yan Langfeng, Yang Hua heard a few people say that Teacher Meng Funa said that she was born to learn spices, and the village chief said that she was born to learn Go...

She was embarrassed to tell Yan Langfeng that Meng Fu had always claimed that he was "born to make money".

Mr. Jiang was reserved, and he felt a little stressed when talking to Yan Langfeng.

He watched Yang Hua talking to Yan Langfeng without any pressure, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it's still fearless for those who don't know.

"Go and call Ah Xun." Several members of the Jiang family's board of directors came, and Mr. Jiang tilted his head, telling Jiang Xinchen to call Meng Xun down, imagining that Jiang Xinchen didn't know Meng Xun, and explained: "It's Fu'er's cousin, In Fu'er's room."

"Okay." Jiang Xinchen who was standing beside him quickly put down what he was doing, and went upstairs to find Meng Xun.

Meng Xun was sitting at Meng Fu's table doing the questions.

This topic was still the topic of the "intensive class" sent to her by Meng Fu, and she had the book "Origin of Mathematics" by her hand.

When Jiang Xinchen came up to ask Meng Xun to eat, he saw Meng Xun's book Origin of Mathematics, he paused, and couldn't help but take another look at Meng Xun.

"Thank you, I'll be right here." Meng Xun pushed down his glasses, wrote the last number, and then pulled away the chair and went downstairs to eat.

Jiang Xinchen was waiting for her at the stairs.

He watched Meng Xun go downstairs to find Meng Fu, and subconsciously took out his phone and searched for "Origin of Mathematics".

In Jiang Xinchen's first year of high school, he was exposed to either textbooks or tutorial books. He had never heard of "Origin of Mathematics".

But I don't think it should be a book that ordinary people read, so I thought about taking out my phone to search.

Originally, Jiang Xinchen thought that a search of "Origin of Mathematics" would bring up a lot.

But unexpectedly, the front of his search was popular science "Origin of Mathematics", and there was almost no news about this book.

Only then did Jiang Xinchen feel surprised.

He scrolled down again, and finally found a post on the third page——

"Which big guy has "The Origin of Mathematics" can I borrow Kangkang?" "

[Origin of mathematics? The Biology Department said they hadn't heard of it. 】

[The host is probably a big boss in the mathematics department, so he dared to read this, convincing. 】

[Upstairs looks like a newcomer, the host once came out of Osai, what do you think? 】

[Go to the professor of the mathematics department. 】

[There is a big boss in the Department of Mathematics. 】

There are countless replies below.

Jiang Xinchen looked through it, but in the end he didn't find out what "The Origin of Mathematics" was. He only found a conversation with a few people from this school. There were not many floors. It was last year, and there were only dozens of replies.

He reckoned that this should be the book Meng Fu's cousin read just now.

While thinking about it, Jiang Xinchen rewinds the post to this thread. He was about to quit, but he saw the name of the thread in the upper right corner, and he slapped his hands——

Jing, Da, Tie, let's go.

Jiang Xinchen stopped where he was, thinking that he had misread, blinked his eyes, and looked down at the four words slowly again.

I read the "Beijing University Post Bar" several times, and then clicked in to read other posts.

Seeing the word "official" on the top of the post bar, he was convinced that this was really a Beijing University post bar.

He was right.

Although Jiang Xinchen has never read "The Origin of Mathematics", he is not stupid to be able to pass the No. 1 middle school exam. He can naturally think of it. These books are books that everyone in the mathematics department of Peking University must read.

Jiang Xinchen naturally knows what the Department of Mathematics of Peking University means.

The Department of Mathematics of Peking University is already the ceiling in China. The books these people read are naturally not what ordinary people can read.

Jiang Xinchen has been tutored by Jiang Xinran in mathematics, and has also explored in mathematics. Compared with other people, he is more aware of these details.

He just read that post, just looking at it casually, and now he knew that it was a post from Beijing University Post Bar, he pulled out the book again, and read it again carefully——

[Upstairs looks like a newcomer, the host once came out of Osai, what do you think? 】

[Go to the Dean of the Department of Mathematics. 】

[You can apply to the principal for this book, the library definitely doesn't have it. 】

[I heard that there is a big boss in the Department of Mathematics. 】

At that time, he just swallowed these few replies and didn't pay much attention to them. Originally, he just searched them casually.

Right now, if you look at it carefully, the more you look at it, the more frightened you feel.

Olympiad one.

Dean of the Department of Mathematics, Peking University.

Principal of Peking University.

Each of these words alone is shocking.

In short, it was not something that Jiang Xinchen could think of.

At school, he had only heard of the boss "Jin Zhiyuan" in the rocket class of the third year of high school, who had won the third grade of the mathematics Olympiad.

After re-reading these posts, Jiang Xinchen can probably understand that "Origin of Mathematics" is not only what students in the Department of Mathematics of Peking University want to read, but if they can't buy it, they can only apply to Peking University. book of.

Not to mention why Meng Xun read this kind of book...

The point is, where did Meng Xun's book come from? ?

How could she have books that no one in the Department of Mathematics of Peking University had? !

He didn't know much about the Meng family, but he also knew that the other party seemed to be in a mountain city.

Originally, he just thought this book was strange, but when he searched it casually, what he found was not within Jiang Xinchen's expectations, which somewhat disrupted his train of thought.

Jiang Xinchen pursed his lower lip, he raised his head and looked downstairs.

Downstairs, Meng Xun was looking for Meng Fu.

"Master, are you alright, are you still going downstairs for dinner?" The servant who came out with an exquisite plate saw that Jiang Xinchen was still standing on the second floor, so he couldn't help but make a sound.

Jiang Xinchen came back to his senses, he didn't bring up this post, he just turned off his phone and walked downstairs: "Here we come."

**

The menu for this meal was ordered by Mr. Jiang and the chef, taking care of Yang Hua's family's taste.

After Yan Langfeng came later, Mr. Jiang told the kitchen again and added some Beijing-style dishes.

The table is round.

The sensible members of the Jiang family knew that Yang Hua was coming before they came. They thought it was a lively family feast, but they saw Yan Langfeng sitting next to Mr. Jiang as soon as they arrived.

Like Jiang Quan, they didn't know Yan Langfeng, but Yan Langfeng's aura was not fake.

There is also Yang Hua, who was reserved at the beginning, showing the air of a mountain city person everywhere, but seeing her talking to Yan Langfeng without any quarrel, these shareholders all looked straight.

As for Jiang Xinchen who was on the table, he would go back and forth after a meal.

Out of politeness, he sensibly restrained himself from looking at Meng Xun.

President Yan chatted happily with Mr. Jiang and Yang Hua.

He added WeChat with Mr. Jiang, and then went to Yang Hua to add WeChat.

Yang Hua took out her mobile phone: "Mr. Yan, I don't have WeChat."

She has been in Wanmin Village, almost isolated from the outside world, and her contact with Meng Fu is mainly through Meng Xun's WeChat.

"Come here, I'll give you another one." Meng Fu stretched out his hand.

Yang Hua handed the phone to Meng Fu.

Mr. Jiang looked at it, and found that the mobile phone in Yang Hua's hand was similar to that used by Meng Fu. It was black and a little thick, with some scratches on the outer shell, which looked like it had been used for a long time.

Mr. Jiang couldn't help remembering that he bought a new mobile phone for Meng Fu, but Meng Fu had never used it.

Meng Fu sent Yang Hua a WeChat message.

Standing beside her, Yang Hua seemed to think it was a bit amusing, so she said, "You can help me add the village head and the Taoist chief first, the Taoist chief also has WeChat, right?"

Meng Fu said "hmm", she also remembered the wechat of these two people, so she directly entered the number and added it.

Hearing Yang Hua's words and watching Meng Fu's movements, Old Man Jiang coughed involuntarily.

He knew who President Yan was, and wanted to remind Meng Fu that President Yan was here.

The village chief and the Taoist chief will talk later.

Chairman Yan waved his hand. He was holding a mobile phone and didn't mind.

After Meng Fu added those two people, he helped Yang Hua add Mr. Jiang and Chairman Yan.

After adding WeChat, Chairman Yan was about to leave. He had to help two assistants to finish the finale when he returned, so he told Meng Fu, "I saw the outline of your rematch content, and the pen is still lacking a bit. You can think about it yourself. God, after the painting is finished, someone will send it to your senior brother."

He knew that Meng Fu had sent something to He Xiyuan before, and he had He Xiyuan's address.

"Okay." Meng Fu nodded.

The master and apprentice talked, but the others did not follow.

"By the way, this is what your senior brother asked me to bring you." President Yan took out what he was going to give to Meng Fu today.

He fumbled in his pocket, took out a gold card, and handed it to Meng Fu.

Meng Fu paused, then looked away, and shook his head, "Master, I can't take this, please return it to Senior Brother for me."

"Hold it, it seems that there are still four or five million yuan. The painting money that your brother was bought by the painting association," President Yan directly stuffed it into Meng Fu's hand, not caring, "this card was also issued by the painting association for him." , He was too lazy to ask for it. I left it alone, and I used it to buy some sundries for the Painting Association. It was originally 10 million yuan, but after I spent it, only about 4 million yuan remained? I can’t remember.”

Chairman Yan said lightly.

He found that his apprentice looked at him with admiration.

President Yan was taken aback for a moment. When he was talking about painting to Meng Fu, the other party was not like this.

He couldn't help but paused, then straightened his chest: "Teacher, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, Master, you are too powerful." Meng Fu looked away, thought for a while, and left the card President Yan gave her, "Thank you, Teacher."

"Well, then I'll go back first, you can ask me or your brother if you have anything to do." Chairman Yan nodded to Meng Fu.

Then go out.

Today, old man Jiang and Meng Fu picked him up, and when he left, old man Jiang took him to the painting association with the driver.

At the door, Jiang Quan looked away when he saw that the car was gone. He was even more surprised that the old man sent Teacher Yan back again.

Back then, the old man of the Yu family and the Tong family were not treated like this person.

Even if this person is Teacher Meng Fu, it wouldn't be the case, would it?

"I'll be back too." Meng Fu will set off early tomorrow to film a movie, and her luggage is waiting for her to pack. She holds the hat and leans against the door to talk to Jiang Quan.

Jiang Quan was taken aback, "You don't live here at night?"

"Well, we're filming." Meng Fu held the card in his hand, and put the hat on his head again.

Naturally, her rented house couldn't accommodate Yang Hua and Meng Xun. Meng Fu got up early tomorrow and didn't have time to see them off, so he left them at Jiang's house.

"Okay, I'll take you back." Since Meng Fu hadn't lived in Jiang's house more than three months ago, Jiang Quan didn't say much in the end, he turned around and got the car keys, and sent Meng Fu to her rental house.

Meng Fu sat in the back seat, resting his chin on his hands, and said lazily, "How did you use the incense last time?"

Mentioning this, Jiang Quan looked at the rearview mirror and nodded, "It's very useful. I don't have insomnia recently, and I feel excited when I go out to see the construction site. Where did you buy it? I'll buy some for some old friends."

Meng Fu: "...I can't buy it for now."

Why anyone wants to buy one.

**

Jiang Quan sent Meng Fu back with some regret. After returning to Jiang's house, Mr. Jiang also came back.

"The old man just came back, and he was in the study with the young master." The servant was still cleaning the living room.

Hearing what the servant said, Jiang Quan turned around and went straight to the study.

In the study room, Mr. Jiang was assessing some business issues of Jiang Xinchen.

Jiang Xinchen was still working hard, he studied with Jiang Yu very seriously, and he could basically answer the assessments of Mr. Jiang.

Jiang Quan didn't bother, he just listened to it. After the old man finished asking, he turned to Jiang Xinchen, "You have been in the company recently, can your grades keep up?"

The grades must have fallen a bit.

But Jiang Xinran kept giving him some notes, and she often came to him when he was in class.

The whole school knew that he was her younger brother, some Jiang Xinchen refused, some couldn't.

"Average." That's all Jiang Xinchen could say.

"Well, use dim sum." Jiang Quan sat on the chair in the study, poured himself a cup of tea slowly, and then remembered something, "Dad, you sent Teacher Yan back in person today? Speaking of which, Fu'er Teacher, the aura is really extraordinary."

"That's not it." After the assessment, Mr. Jiang put the document back in his hand, and said in a calm voice, "President of the Painting Association, do you think the aura is strong?"

"No wonder." Jiang Quan bowed his head and took a sip of tea.

Subconsciously said "no wonder".

Before he could swallow a sip of tea, he coughed violently, and he raised his head slowly: "Dad, you just said... who is he?"

"President of the Painting Association, President Yan." Mr. Jiang tilted his head.

President Yan.

Teacher Yan.

No wonder Mr. Jiang was so reserved during the meal just now.

It seems to be a little bit on the right.

Jiang Quan's hands trembled a little, and he couldn't hold the cup firmly, so he put the cup on the table and mechanically looked at Mr. Jiang, "Are you sure it's the president of the Painting Association, President Yan?"

He repeatedly confirmed this matter with Mr. Jiang. After all, the president of the Painting Association is from the capital, and most of the top executives of the Beijing Painting Association only know his name but don't see him.

Even Yu Yong probably hasn't seen Yan Langfeng a few times.

"Let me just say, last time I saw Fu'er's painting, it was obviously very beautiful, and the president of the painting association has a good eye!" Jiang Quan put the tea cup in his hand on the table with a "snap".

He had seen Meng Fu's paintings, and he knew some paintings, so he knew Meng Fu's painting skills, so he was more accepting.

Mr. Jiang knew Chairman Yan a long time ago, so he is calm now.

Only Jiang Xinchen who was still standing at the door looked down at his feet in a daze.

Meng Xun's "Origin of Mathematics" plus "Beijing University" gave him a head-on blow, and now it is the "President Yan" incident that was completely unprepared, and it took him a few minutes to recover from the shock.

When did Meng Fu learn Chinese painting?

Was he directly accepted as an apprentice by Chairman Yan? !

Jiang Xinchen may not be clear about other things, but Chairman Yan and the Painting Association, Jiang Xinchen is very clear.

He had heard Jiang Xinran and the others mention President Yan more than once.

Especially tonight, they did not stay to eat with Yang Hua and the others. According to Yu Zhenling, they are going to the Painting Association to listen to a class that seems to be President Yan...

Right now, President Yan shows up at Jiang's house when he is about to give a lecture, so, Yu Zhenling and the others...have you seen President Yan?

Jiang Xinchen went out, his hand holding the phone was trembling. He looked at Yu Zhenling's room at the end of the corridor, and couldn't help thinking, what would she think if she knew that Meng Fu was President Yan's apprentice?

The Yu family's morale was boosted because of Jiang Xinran, what if they knew about Meng Fu?

Then would Yu Zhenling and the Yu family still hide from Meng Fu that Tong Eryu and Jiang Xinran were together?

Jiang Xinchen went back downstairs, opened the refrigerator, took a bottle of ice mineral water, lowered his head and drank slowly, but his heart could not calm down, he held his mobile phone, looked at Jiang Xinran's profile picture for a long time, thinking about how she had been doing recently. Posted a photo with Tong Eryu, thinking about the last time the Jiang family had an accident, they didn't do anything.

Jiang Xinchen grabbed the phone and stuffed it back into his pocket.

Went upstairs with ice water.

**

The next day, Meng Fu was filming in M ​​City.

This time the location was on a mountain in M ​​City, and it was specially set up for the base of the last part of "The Spy".

It was Zhao Fan and Su Di who followed Meng Fu.

At 9:30 in the morning, the three of Meng Fu got off the plane, and the film crew had a car to pick them up to the mountain.

Su Di dragged two suitcases behind them.

Zhao Fan got into the car and asked Meng Fu if her mother had gone back yesterday.

"No." Meng Fu chatted with Xu Bochuan with his mobile phone.

"I knew it." Zhao Fan put his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and sneered.

Xu Bochuan is very concerned about Yi Tong's affairs, knowing that she has returned to China, he will come to her.

Meng Fu tapped on the phone screen, squinting her eyes slightly. She didn't know about Grandma Yi Tong's condition, so she reached out to type and asked Xu Bochuan to bring a copy of Grandma Yi Tong's medical record.

Xu Bochuan was also surprised by Meng Fu's request, but he didn't say no, it was just a one-sentence matter.

Xu: [Okay, let Yi Tong tell you about his grandmother himself. Exactly, aren't you filming? Let him make a cameo appearance, don't refuse, or he will be really embarrassed, and he will take one and a half incense sticks from you. 】

Meng Fu didn't let Yi Tong show up in the live broadcast, so this kind of friendly cameo appearance didn't affect it.

Xu Bochuan didn't know the plot of Meng Fu's first TV series, but with Yi Tong as a guest star, the ratings would not be low.

Meng Fu: […]

It will take some time to rush from the airport to the mountains, and the car can't drive too fast on this mountain road.

It wasn't until eleven o'clock that Meng Fu arrived at the crew of "The Spy".

Director Gao is setting up a simulation base, holding a script, and giving a play to Qin Hao and the others.

It seemed that a newcomer had arrived, and Meng Fu didn't know him.

Meng Fu asked Su Di to take her suitcase back to the lounge. She looked at Dao Gao's back and felt a headache.

How can I tell him that there is one person that he insists on making a guest appearance in friendship?

Meng Fu coughed, and sat on the ponytail beside Gao Dao: "Gao Dao, please do me a favor."

Zhao Fan who followed behind: "..."

Are you sure it's not saying "Director Gao, kneel down, I have something to ask you"? ? ?

**

Good night.

Sorry for the messy schedule. The only thing that can be kept is 10,000 updates every day, and I can’t wait to watch it the next day. (I don’t want to be bald either/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~)

It's the middle of the month, if you have a monthly pass, give the bald one a monthly pass, and you won't lose money if you invest in shares~