Meng Fu was calmer than her. She only looked at the president, thought for a while, then took a step forward, "Draw two at will."

When Zhao Fan saw that Meng Fu really picked up the pen, he seemed to want to draw. After a moment of terror, he was frightened.

How dare she be the face of this person?

Meng Fu only pinched the brush and drew two thick ink. Her paintings have always been casual. Now this is the time, and her painting style is even more casual. She drew a dry well, and there was moss next to it.

I only used ink of different shades to color the whole process, but I changed three pens.

There is a brush in the ink, and a bone in the color.

Meng Fu's painting is simple and not very complicated, so it doesn't take long.

The president stood beside her. Zhao Fan was nervous and sweating in her palms, but she was free and seemed to be indifferent.

When she started writing, the president was watching. Since Meng Fu and the others came in, the president's face was always calm and there was a bit of solemnity that was invisible to peek.

After Meng Fu finished writing, the expression on his face was obviously shocked, and the calmness on his face also tore a little button, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes as deep as Gutan.

When Meng Fu was halfway through the painting, the staff who placed the pen and ink beside the president were also dumbfounded.

Half of it can already see some things, character, use of ink color, and a person's skills and talents.

Meng Fu's age is golden in the Painting Association. People of this age have just begun their painting journey, and they are thirty to thirty years old.

Therefore, the World Youth Championship only requires young people under the age of 20.

Half an hour later, Meng Fu's dry well moss was finally finished painting, and only occupied the rice paper near the lower right corner.

Judging from his character, it is similar to the picture of the old man with dead wood.

The president compared the two paintings for a long time before finally breathing a sigh of relief and looked up at Meng Fu: "I heard that you have learned to draw for less than a year?"

"I have been watching Taoist priests on the mountain paintings since I was a child, and I have been influenced by my eyes." Meng Fu put down his brush casually.

The president nodded, and he looked at Meng Fu, his eyes became much gentler, "Then do you want to join the Painting Association?"

He said, and asked someone to pour tea for Meng Fu and Zhao Fan.

The two of them were talking at a glance. Zhao Fan, who had received the tea from the staff, could no longer speak, and just stared at Meng Fu in a daze.

"It's okay if you don't want to do it for the time being," the president smiled. He took out a wooden sign and handed it to Meng Fu. "This is my token. With this wooden sign, you can enter the museum of the National Painting Association at will and listen to classes at will. If you have any ideas, you can come to me again."

Meng Fu took the wooden sign.

The wooden sign is brown, with the word "Ouyang" printed on it.

Next to it are complicated patterns.

"Can these two paintings be left in the Painting Association?" The president looked at the painting that had just been drawn.

Compared to the master, this person is really good at looking. Meng Fu touched his nose, "Yes."

The president asked the painting to dry and put it away, and then laughed: "We will put the painting on the third floor of the General Association Library. Do you have a seal? Leave a seal."

"No, let's just do it." Meng Fu pinched his wrist.

The president smiled and didn't bother with this matter, so he personally sent Meng Fu downstairs.

After leaving the painting association, Zhao Fan opened the car door with the car key. She turned her head a little suddenly and looked at Meng Fu, not knowing what to say: "Why can you still draw?"

Meng Fu leaned on the back of the chair, put his arm on the car window casually, raised his eyes lazily, and glanced at Zhao Fan: "This is not considered good at drawing, it's far from it."

"The president of the General Association personally invited you to join the Painting Association. Is this a far cry?" Zhao Fan pressed the steering wheel with one hand, and couldn't calm down at this moment. "This is the president of the Painting Association. I didn't expect that I could see him..."

Zhao Fan beat the steering wheel and remembered something, "You should have agreed to join the Painting Association just now. The Painting Association is second only to the Fragrance Association. If you join the Painting Association, there will be much fewer black spots on the Internet..."

"What are you thinking about?" Meng Fu laughed and scolded her, "I still have a debt on my back."

Thinking about the live broadcast program that is about to begin, Zhao Fan calmed down his words.

She just looked at Meng Fu in a strange way. If it were other stars, Meng Fu would have gone to a hot search for the Painting Association today, talked to the president and found a hot search for the content of the painting, and the wooden sign was another hot search...

You can go to Mengfu...

There is nothing.

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Soon, Meng Fu's variety show will arrive.

Zhao Fan told Meng Fu that the script of this variety show was "This is a program that combines leisure and missions. Because it is a live broadcast, the program team is afraid of something happening. Each episode revolves around different guests. The first episode is at Sheng Jun's house. The main event of the first episode is arranged by Sheng Jun. The live broadcast is on Tianhe App, with official shots and storyboards of the four of you."

Meng Fu compared the "ok" gesture to express his understanding.

"Brother Cheng is here during the live broadcast. If you encounter any trouble, remember to gesture to Brother Cheng." Zhao Fan still explained.

This live broadcast program was so worried that Zhao Fan hadn't even come to.

All the way to Shengjun's house.

Sheng Jun’s family is in a small villa in the suburbs, with its own garden and yard. When he arrived at the door, the car stopped and signaled Meng Fu to get off alone.

"Meng Fu, you have to remember that this is a live broadcast, and your every word and action will be enlarged onto the screen." Zhao Fan whispered again.

Su Cheng, wearing a mask and a baseball cap, followed the staff from afar and looked at her.

Inside the house.

Li Qingning and Sheng Jun and Che Shao are both here.

The three of them knew it after official announcements, and there was also internal news, so it was not surprising.

Meng Fu talked about doing a good job. Except for Zhao Fan and Tang Ze, even fans didn’t know that she was coming to participate in this variety show.

The three of them are all important figures in the circle.

After all, Li Qingning was invited by the program team, and he always played around without hesitation. Seeing that the last guest had not arrived yet, he couldn't help but look out the door: "Who is the last guest? Are you clear?"

Sheng Jun was wearing a home clothes. She had a cheerful personality and seemed to be able to get along with anyone. "I don't know who it is? I'm so looking forward to it. Just want to have another handsome guy like Che Shao. Che Shao, do you think so?"

Che Shao was suddenly cueing the teapot on the table. He seemed to smile when he heard this, but he didn't say anything.

【Look at my brother's stupid look, so cute!】

【Wuwuwuwu is still the most handsome brother!】

【Sheng Jun is so ridiculous】

[You can at least restrain yourself in front of Sheng Junsheng and pick up your ladylike side hahahaha]

[That would be great if the last guest was Yi Tong!]

[What do you think? Will Yi Tong come to participate in this variety show?]

[Who is the last guest! My curiosity, the dog program team is the same as always!]

【…】

The show started on time at 8 o'clock, and now it has become 7 million people online.

Li Qingning looked at the camera seriously and complained: "I don't know who the last unlucky guy who was cheated by the director is. Let's look forward to it."

Che Shao reminded him, "Teacher Li, live broadcast."

"Pinch the above paragraph and we start over." Li Qingning smiled again.

He said, the camera inside the room had captured the face of the woman who pushed open the door of the cottage.

The barrage started to be crazily again.

【Who is this?】

[Meng Fu? She dares to take on such variety shows?]

【Ahhhh sister!!!】

[Ahhhhh it turned out to be Brother Fu! Why is there no news at all! Brother Fu has a promising future!!]

[What kind of sister is sister? When your family’s main character collapses, let’s lose the fans in large numbers!]

【How could she be on this show?】

[I have been looking forward to it for a long time and give it to at least a Sheng Jun artist, but the result is that she is vomiting blood!]

[I am afraid I can't keep up with the times. I don't know who this person is. Come and give me some popular science.]

[Meng Fu, the champion of "Best Idol", is a very popular person recently. This is a daily show for celebrities. Why do you invite her? What will she do? Do you use it as a vase? I am so laughing to death. I don’t understand that the best idol makes a high school dropout as the first place. Even if the program team is to create topics, there is no need to invite her. The good program will be ruined by her alone.]

【…】

The barrage was discussed fiercely, and the live broadcast page, the director who did not show his face was already talking with the loudspeaker.

"The four guests have arrived. Now we are starting to broadcast the program normally. This episode is completely based on Teacher Sheng's daily procedures. The first stop is to go to the Painting Association for class. Everyone is right, it is the Painting Association!"

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Chapter completed!