This is how netizens are now, listening to the wind is like waves.

There is also a kind of sympathy for most people to the weak and moral kidnapping without reason.

It often happens that a night passes and public opinion changes instantly.

The extremes include Meng Fu fans, and some have been fans of Jiang Xinran before. After all, Jiang Xinran’s mysterious name as a member of the Painting Association is still very intimidating.

Jiang Xinran hasn't said anything to the program team yet.

Fans have already orgasmed themselves.

Passers-by who didn't know the situation came in one go and it looked like a big star bullying an amateur who had not debuted.

Jiang Xinran put away her cell phone, took a deep breath, and walked towards the emergency room with her lips pursed. Seeing that the situation was not good, Tong Eryu called her halfway through, Jiang Xinran picked it up, and Tong Eryu's clear voice sounded from the other end of the cell phone: "We'll be here tomorrow."

It was the first time Jiang Xinran participated in such an important national exhibition, and the Tong family and the Luo family had already received internal tickets.

At the National Exhibition, old artists from all over the world will come, and there are also a few people from the Federation.

The Luo family will not give up the opportunity to increase contacts for such an important exhibition, not to mention that Jiang Xinran also has a booth and interviews.

After Tong Eryu finished speaking, Jiang Xinran here didn't say anything.

He realized something was wrong, "What's wrong?"

"The linkage between the program team and the booth is gone," Jiang Xinran said softly, and she looked ahead, "It was obvious that the program team said it was gone, and it was gone, which disappointed you and Mr. Luo."

Jiang Xinran said about the linkage last time she went back, and there was a sudden change at this time. Tong Eryu frowned, "Is it the problem with the program team?"

Jiang Xinran didn't say anything.

On the other end of the phone, Tong Eryu nodded, "I understand."

**

Yang Hua came back just now when she saw that she was holding a box in her hand and she didn't know what it was.

Mrs. Yang used to be in the Lady Group, but now she follows Yang Hua and occasionally watches TV and variety shows.

An hour after Yang Hua went out, she also posted on Weibo. Of course, she is different from other people's Weibo posts.

She browsed Weibo and searched directly for Meng Fu. After reading all Meng Fu's Weibo, she directly quit Weibo.

Just as she saw Jiang Xinran’s Weibo, she frowned.

All major marketing accounts are vampires. Whenever they see Meng Fu’s Weibo, they will directly forward and catch up on the popularity. The more things get worse, Meng Fu’s fan base is huge. Although most of them are rational fans, they are also some extreme fans, and they are fighting with Jiang Xinran.

This is the first amateur who can get along with the top sensation in history.

Passers-by took preconceived ideas, and Jiang Xinran was standing by the side and said a lot of them at every turn—

[If you have the ability, do you also take the interview and booth? If you can't get it, just shut up the microphone.]

Mrs. Yang stood in front of a cluster of flowers and was angry, "Afu needs to suppress her? I'll ask Yang Lai to pursue 100 million yuan for Guozhan!"

This kind of exhibition has clear investment. After all, it was held by the Painting Association, with countless investments and Yang Lai also invested, so Mrs. Yang has tickets in her hands. This time, Yang Hua came, and she suddenly thought of a famous exhibition here.

Yang Hua didn't know what she was thinking. When she heard that Mrs. Yang wanted to invest, she turned her head and said, "Why invest 100 million?"

"Buy a booth for A Fu," Mrs. Yang said lightly, and had already cut back to WeChat to discuss with Yang Lai, "What are these?"

She told Yang Hua the whole story.

Yang Hua was silent for a moment, and then said, "Don't buy a booth. This one is 100 million yuan, A Fu will definitely be thinking about it for a year."

"Then let them say it?" Mrs. Yang felt uncomfortable looking at the Weibo post, "This one hundred million is not a loss. We also want to cooperate with the Painting Association to cooperate with a federal exhibition, killing two birds with one stone."

Mainly because of what these netizens said, Mrs. Yang was really angry when she saw it. She finally understood why there were so many trolls on the Internet.

Yang Hua looked at Mrs. Yang and knew that she might not be able to speak, "You go and discuss with Zhao Fan? What if they have other plans."

Yes, Meng Fu is not an ordinary person, she is first and foremost a star.

Mrs. Yang went to communicate with Zhao Fan first.

It’s seen Mrs. Yang calling Zhao Fan.

Yanghua opened her box. There was nothing else in it. It was a box of black soil. You could smell the smell of earth when you opened it. This soil is different from ordinary black soil. It is a bit clumpy and very hard.

The poplar flowers spread the black soil and put it under the hotel windows to allow the sun to shine directly.

After doing all this, Mrs. Yang also came back, "Xiao Zhao said they had arrangements."

After she said this, she looked at the black soil of Yanghua, and looked surprised, "What kind of soil is this?"

The poplar flowers are a little light and light, "Go back and plant some flowers."

Mrs. Yang bent down slightly and looked at the soil, "This soil is so hard and can absorb nutrients?"

"I haven't planted it for two years, but it should be possible," Yang Hua reached out and touched the soil, paused, and said quietly, "I have to pay off my debts when I open my business."

"Repay the debt?" Mrs. Yang didn't understand.

"Nothing," Yanghua changed the topic. "There are several kinds of medicinal flowers in Xiangcheng, which are very beautiful and rare. I will take you to see them in the afternoon."

Yanghua knows too much about these flowers. Mrs. Yang looked at Yanghua and thought that Yanghua had told her that she had planted flowers before. She knows these flowers even better than the gardener she hired by Mrs. Yang: "You are not really a gardener, are you?"

Yang Hua thought for a while, "Maybe it?"

Mrs. Yang nodded, no wonder she changed her name to Yanghua.

The two were talking, and someone knocked on the door outside.

"Who is here?" Mrs. Yang went to open the door.

The hotel waiter knocked on the door. She held a small packaged bag and smiled: "Is it Miss Yang? You have a courier front desk to sign for it."

Mrs. Yang didn't buy anything, she asked Yang Hua, "Is it yours?"

Yang Hua came out and took the express delivery, "Yes, thank you."

"I asked someone to send a flower seed." Yanghua took out the express delivery and took out a white flower seed that was packed very finely.

In addition to flower seeds, there are also some fine tools inside.

Mrs. Yang looked at Yang Hua sitting on the table and using these tools to process the flower seeds, and found it very novel.

These tools are not the same as those used by the gardener she hired.

Mrs. Yang sat aside and looked at the poplar flowers that were dealing with flower-planted plants. Mrs. Yang thought about it and always felt that the poplar flowers looked a little mysterious now.

**

at the same time.

In the hotel where Su Di and others stayed, Zhao Fanzheng and Yan Langfeng's assistant talked about this on Weibo.

"We rejected the linkage of the program team," Fang Yi was still busy at this moment, but Zhao Fan was very patient, "because you said Miss Meng doesn't want to participate in the linkage."

Zhao Fan was not very clear about the matter between the Xiang Association and the Painting Association, so he just asked, "Does Brother Fu have a booth?"

"She must have it," Fang Yi didn't quite understand why Zhao Fan asked this, but he still told the truth. "In addition to the level of C to A, our booth also has a specific booth, the Master Booth. Three exhibition halls have been opened this year, each exhibition hall has a Master Booth for those from the Painting Association. This year, the president's booth was for Ms. Meng. She was originally the first in the A exhibition, but because she moved to the Master Exhibition, there was one more Class A position."

"This year's Masters Exhibition has only two paintings, because the masters' famous works have basically been sent to the Federation, and the National Exhibition has not applied for their paintings."

"These two paintings..." Fang Yi paused for a moment and said strangely, "It's all from our family."

The art exhibition also established the position of these painters in their respective fields.

Master exhibition is naturally a symbol of status.

Therefore, if you haven't applied for the painting, you would rather be empty than put it out.

Yan Langfeng didn't paint this year, but this year, he helped both of his apprentices apply for the Master Exhibition, which is definitely an impact on the painting industry.

However, He Xiyuan doesn't care about this matter, and now the painting association can't even see others.

Not to mention Meng Fu, he has been in the entertainment industry.

But there must be someone in China's exhibition to support the scene, right?

There are many celebrities from all over the world in the National Exhibition. In addition to the people from the A Exhibition, there are always people from the Master Exhibition to support the scene.

The people from the China Exhibition asked Yan Langfeng for a long time, and Yan Langfeng reluctantly agreed to contact his two apprentices.

Zhao Fan: “…”

She couldn't understand what Master Exhibition, but she knew that these exhibitions sounded a bit awesome.

Both paintings are from Yan Langfeng's apprentice, one is Meng Fu, and the other must be Meng Fu's senior brother.

It has absolutely nothing to do with Jiang Xinran.

She feels comfortable.

Zhao Fan hung up the phone, put the computer aside, and called the people in the studio. This time he was much calmer: "Isn't there any clarification from Jiang Xinran? You don't have to worry about it."

Do you like to take advantage of the popularity so much?

OK, let you get it.

Jiang Xinran may not know that Ye Shuning, the previous one who was riding Meng Fu's heat, had fallen outside the 36th line!

**

Meng Fu is still in the emergency room.
To be continued...