Li Qingning just turned his gaze to Zhao Fan standing aside.

He only met Meng Fu in this show. Later in Wanmin Village, he deeply realized how difficult it is for a child in the mountain to reach this point today.

There are many people with black materials in the entertainment industry. Meng Fu used to integrate black materials in the entertainment industry and circle the earth, but through getting along with Meng Fu, Li Qingning felt that these black materials were fake.

Not only because he felt that Meng Fu was pitiful, but he also felt that Meng Fu was in love with her, so he kept looking for a role that suited her.

After staying in the circle for a long time, Li Qingning naturally knew that only by having the strength and works in hand can he become famous for a long time.

Before choosing a role for Meng Fu, Li Qingning specially found Meng Fu's works.

Meng Fu has not had many works before, all of them are passers-by. Although her face is good, her acting skills are indeed a bit exaggerated. So when Li Qingning chose a role for her, she specially looked for a role that has low requirements for acting skills.

Including the role of Xuannv, the acting skills do not need to be particularly superb, because Xuannv only needs to be cold.

But even so, with the excellent production of this movie, Xuannv's role is irreplaceable. It takes half a day to shoot these three minutes of scenes.

Who would have thought—

It was only fifteen minutes.

Meng Fu has only taken three times, and both the lines and expressions have far exceeded Director Xu's expectations for her at the beginning.

Zhao Fan just withdrew her gaze. Meng Fu's performance just now really surprised her. She thought Meng Fu was very skilled in playing Yan Li's cooler role, after all, she was closer to her, but she didn't expect that she would be better at playing this Xuannv who didn't need a lot of lines.

"Three times," Zhao Fan smiled, "It's okay."

Li Qingning had already withdrawn his gaze. When he heard Zhao Fan's words, he couldn't help but turn his gaze to Zhao Fan again: "It's okay?"

Why do people with Meng Fu talk so much that they want to beat her?

Zhao Fan glanced at Li Qingning, "...average?"

After all, Meng Fu has basically passed it once for Director Gao. Of course, it was a TV series, and it was incomparable to this movie.

But seeing Meng Fu get used to it once, Zhao Fan really felt that it was actually okay, within her expectations.

Without saying it three times, even if Meng Fu passed it again this time as before, Zhao Fan felt that she would not be surprised.

"Teacher Li, Director Xu," Meng Fu has returned from work, breaking the silence between Li Qingning and Director Xu, and asked politely, "Is there any other shot to shoot?"

It has been a long time since "A Day of a Star". Before returning to the crew of "Spy Shadow", she has to go to the Xiangjiang Medicinal Materials Market to find the medicinal materials and spices she needs.

In addition to these, there are also things about Tang Ze.

So after filming the scenes of Li Qingning, she was still in a hurry.

"No more," Director Xu had come to his senses. He looked at Meng Fu and couldn't help it. "Your filming is so good. I think you can take the idol path and take off the traffic label as soon as possible."

When Zhao Fan nodded when she heard Director Xu's words, she also had this plan in her mind.

"Thank you, Director Xu," Meng Fu nodded, then turned to Li Qingning, who had been silent, "Is it okay?"

Li Qingning remembered what he often saw on the barrage these two days: "...I've cracked."

If you can still talk like this, that's fine.

Meng Fu ignored Li Qingning and continued to say goodbye to Director Xu, then went to change clothes and remove makeup.

After taking off his makeup, Li Qingning was also waiting for her outside, "Let's go, I'll take you out."

The artist's itinerary has always been very rushing, especially those who have a lot of traffic to talk about recently. I am afraid that they will look for her to endorse various variety shows. Li Qingning did not ask her to stay here to see the old actors here.

"Have you ever acted in costume dramas before?" When I took Meng Fu and the others out, Li Qingning couldn't help but look at Meng Fu.

Costume dramas are different from modern dramas.

Walking postures, movements, and charms need attention in many places and need to be practiced specifically.

When Director Xu asked Meng Fu to test the show for the first time, he wanted to see what Meng Fu was mainly lacking, and then let those who knew the movements train specifically.

But unexpectedly, Meng Fu's every move, especially when he held a teacup and a scroll, was even more like an ancient person than Li Qingning.

This feeling is like she came from a certain period of ancient times and time, and it is natural and there is no trace of performance.

Even people like Director Xu who are striving for excellence cannot find any mistakes, so they can only take pictures so quickly after three times.

When Zhao Fan heard Li Qingning’s question, he couldn’t help but look at Meng Fu.

Meng Fu casually pushed the hair in front of his forehead behind his ears and replied indifferently, "No."

Li Qingning also knew that Meng Fu had never acted. He saw modern thunder dramas in the Meng Fu's acting collection that netizens integrated, but he still found it strange.

How did she do this so naturally without acting?

When the group arrived at the entrance of the film and television base, Li Qingning stopped.

"By the way, what kind of perfume are you?" Li Qingning remembered this when Meng Fu was about to get in the car. "It's really useful. Where did you buy it, and how much does it cost?"

Meng Fu was thinking about the medicinal herbs, and heard this and said casually: "I bought it when I was shopping in the night market, and it costs ten yuan per bottle."

Ten dollars, huge sums.

Looking at her expression, it doesn't seem like she is joking.

Moreover, the glass bottle is indeed a bit inferior, like it is wholesale and is not even a label.

Li Qingning believed it.

"Rapid off the property price," Li Qingning quickly took out his cell phone and sent Meng Fu a thousand yuan: "Then you can buy another hundred bottles for me. I will buy one bottle for Director Xu and the others. They have a bad memory and don't look much. I used it up in less than half a year. I will buy more first and save it at home."

Meng Fu, who reacted, looked down at the thousand dollars that Li Qingning turned around, and she said: "..."

Finally, I realized what it means to shoot myself in the foot by moving a stone.

Not to mention whether this is a question of ten yuan, although this kind of perfume is not much in a bottle, it is not easy to extract.

"You collect the money first." Li Qingning urged Meng Fu.

Meng Fu held his cell phone, then looked up and looked at Li Qingning seriously, "Teacher Li, the old man who set up a stall changed his career because he couldn't sell perfume."

Li Qingning was stunned, "Have you changed your career?"

"Yes, I've been telling fortunes to someone. I don't know where he is, and the yield is low. Next time I meet him, I'll ask him to bring you two bottles." Meng Fu looked at Li Qingning and nodded.

Li Qingning frowned and imagined it roughly, "He is old and no one believes in him. The perfume bottle packaging is not good, no one knows the goods, and a talent is wasted. You collect the money. In the future, give it to him and let him study his own things."

After all, not everyone, like Meng Fu, will really believe that these perfumes will be beneficial to their memory.

Most young people may buy it when they see the old man pitifully, but for ten yuan, the cup of milk tea is more expensive than this for the little girls nowadays. Li Qingning thinks that those little girls don’t take it seriously and throw it away directly, so it’s not a good seller.

After all, he didn't take it seriously when he first got the perfume that Meng Fu gave him.

He figured out the miserable situation of the elderly and looked up and told Meng Fu: "By the way, if you have his contact information, remember to give it to me and I will invest in him."

Meng Fu: “…thank you.”

Meng Fu dragged into the car with heavy steps.

**

"Brother Cheng's phone number." In the car, Zhao Fan handed the phone to Meng Fu.

Meng Fu put on a blindfold on himself while putting his phone in his ear, "Brother Cheng."

"Well," Su Cheng put on his headphones, his eyebrows were cold, and he casually browsed the files on the computer: "When will I go back?"

His voice has always been low and straightforward, and even a question seems to be a positive sentence.

"Body and mentally exhausted," Meng Fu lowered the seat and lay on the seat. "There is still something to be dealt with. I will arrive at T City at about 11 o'clock in the evening."

Su Cheng raised his eyebrows, "I'll let Su Di wait for you at the airport."

Su Di did not follow Meng Fu live this time. Although he was also Meng Fu's assistant in name, in fact, only Zhao Fan knew that she was Meng Fu's assistant.

Not to mention Su Cheng, Su Di also disappeared from time to time for two days.

Zhao Fan didn't know what he was going to do.

"You have over 10 million fans on Weibo." Su Cheng politely reminded Meng Fu.

Last time, Zhao Fan also said that since the girl group, Meng Fu has rarely sang and danced, so she asked Meng Fu to have a few minutes of solo dance as a benefit.

Meng Fu was surprised, "So fast?"

She knew she had a Weibo, but she hardly went online. Her Weibo was managed by Zhao Fan for her. There was no original Weibo, and they were all forwarded to official advertisements.

Someone commented on Meng Fu’s Weibo over the past three months—

【In addition to advertising, it is also advertising.】

So Zhao Fan asked Meng Fu’s welfare video to dance a solo dance last time.

"Okay," Meng Fu thought for a while, "I will try to finish the film when I return to the crew."

The two hung up the phone. On this side, Su Cheng put down his phone, reached out to take off his headphones, then looked at the computer, and opened WeChat again. The chat interface of Zhao Fan was still on WeChat.

Su Cheng looked at the photos sent by Zhao Fan, and he still had a cold face for thousands of years.

It took about two minutes before he left Zhao Fan's chat page and opened Su Di's avatar—

[Let Manager Sheng prepare and see him tomorrow.]

**

Here, Meng Fu has returned to Xiangjiang River.

It was already late, and Zhao Fan accompanied Meng Fu to get out of the car, looking at the unfamiliar place, looking up at the plaque "Xiangjiang Medicine City" at the intersection, she was a little curious, "Medicine City?"

Meng Fu also got out of the car. She put on the MF hat and looked up at the quaint plaque without saying a word.

It seems to be in a daze.

"Are you okay?" Zhao Fan called her several times.

"It's okay," Meng Fu came back to his senses, withdrew his gaze, walked inside, "Let's go."

You can see the medicinal materials shops on both sides when you enter the entrance.

Today, traditional Chinese medicine is in the same position as Western medicine in China, and there is also a traditional Chinese medicine research base in Beijing. In addition to these, several domestic traditional Chinese medicine practitioners are also well-known internationally, so there are many of these traditional Chinese medicine stores in China.
To be continued...