Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

  Chapter 217 217T City Painting Association also painted that picture by her (3)

  Seeing this Weibo, Ye Shuning, who was originally disappointed, had a meal.

  She cheered up.

  Flip the comments below.

  【Plaagiarism? But there is one thing to say, I think Meng Fu's paintings are better than the original paintings. 】

   [Upstairs, this is a plagiarism painting. First of all, it is wrong for Meng Fu to plagiarize someone else’s painting. I don’t think Meng Fu’s painting looks better than the original painting by the author (smiling)]

  [Xswl, it’s fine if you copy other paintings. I don’t know if this dead wood picture is a freehand painting that is particularly popular recently by the Art Association? 】

  【The program group is too disgusting, I think MF is so red that it is inexplicably red. In order to increase her popularity, she can even do this kind of thing? 】

  [MF is also working on this kind of thing, she has the ability to compare with Ye Shuning in study, Ye Shuning's class fifth to understand (smile)]

   [So this issue was originally Ye Shuning's number one, right? 】

  【Too disgusting, I turned black towards Meng Fu, and set up a malicious editing of Ye Shuning in order to establish a man. Ye Shuning is wronged, she is obviously the first. 】

[Hahahahaha MF, in order to establish a person’s design, memorized a chess book and a medical book to memorize paintings drawn by others, but she never expected that she overturned and stole the paintings from the library of the Art Association. Haha Art Association is not Weibo who dare to offend Yes, sit and see who dares to withdraw this hot search! 】

  【Apologize to Miss Ye Shuning, the show team is not human. By the way, MF got out of the entertainment circle (smile)]

  【……】

  Similar paintings emerge endlessly. Indeed, as some netizens said, Shengyu did not dare to withdraw the hot search after the topic appeared.

  Such a scandal of a nasty nature has dealt too much blow to the surging Meng Fu.

  Even Shengyu also had a chain reaction. The stock price of Shengyu's film and television studio fell from 53.99 to 49.87.

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  Shengyu headquarters.

  Headquarters directly convene an emergency meeting.

Manager Sheng had called Meng Fu before that. He knew that Zhao Fan had asked for leave in the last month, so he called Meng Fu directly.

  When the call passed, Meng Fu was still asleep.

  She has not only been busy filming "The Bourne" recently, she has also re-produced the spices, which took a lot of effort.

   "Manager Sheng?" She yawned, got up from the bed, and didn't get up.

   "Auntie, are you still in the capital?" Manager Sheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and received an affirmative answer from Meng Fu. He took a deep breath, "Hurry up to the Shengyu headquarters, there is an emergency."

  Listening to Meng Fu's words, Manager Sheng knew that the other party must have not read Weibo.

  Recalling that Zhao Fan had told himself before that Meng Fu did not like surfing the Internet, Manager Sheng couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

   "You go to prepare the meeting materials, I will go down to pick up Miss Meng." Meng Fu came to Shengyu headquarters for the first time, Manager Sheng was afraid that she would not know the way, he walked to the elevator, while instructing the assistant.

  He hurried downstairs to wait for Meng Fu.

  Half an hour later, Meng Fu got out of a rental car wearing a mask and holding a bottle of milk.

  She has a special temperament. Even if she has sunglasses and a mask, Manager Sheng can recognize her at a glance. Seeing her, Limala walked into the elevator with her sleeves, "Ancestor, you are finally here."

  Meng Fu removed the mask from his ear, "calm down."

   "The matter is big, I can't calm down," Manager Sheng shook his head, and when the elevator reached the floor, he took Meng Fu into the conference room, "You can just watch me and say it later, don't talk too much."

  A bunch of people in the conference room.

  On the main seat is the vice president of Shengyu.

  Meng Fu didn't look at anyone. He sat on the chair beside Manager Sheng, lowered his head and slowly inserted the habit into the milk bottle, and drank slowly.

   With her attitude, Sheng Yu’s vice president twisted her eyebrows, “Meng Fu, when you recorded the program "We Are Friends" a few weeks ago, did you say that you were original when you painted?"

  Meng Fu put his legs slightly on, and nodded: "Yes."

  "Have sold one hundred thousand?" The vice president heard Meng Fu's response, his heart sank, and he twisted his eyebrows, "Have you accepted the money from the other party?"

   "That's right." Meng Fu nodded again.

Hearing Meng Fu's words, the vice president ignored her and said directly to Manager Sheng: "You have nothing to say, right? I have arranged the press conference. At three o'clock in the afternoon, you will directly bring Meng Fu in public. Apologize to netizens and the media."

  Manager Sheng originally thought that there was still room for transfer, but Meng Fu didn't expect to refute at all, which was different from what he had imagined.

  He got up and took a deep breath: "Okay, I will arrange this."

  Several people were in trouble, so things were arranged.

  Meng Fu drank the last sip of milk and raised his hand, "Wait, why do you have a press conference to apologize?"

She is now a popular artist on the Internet and has great potential in the future. If she cools down, Sheng Yu will also be implicated. Therefore, the vice president protects her as much as possible. Hearing her voice, the vice president does not know what to say, "You Was the dead wood map original?"

  Meng Fu pinched the milk carton and raised his eyebrows: "Naturally."

   Hearing Meng Fu still saying this, the vice president didn’t want to say a word, so he just left.

The secretary next to him only turned to Meng Fu lightly, his eyebrows could not hide the cold expression: "Just find a painting that others don't know about. Did you know that there was a similar dead wood picture in the library of the T City Art Association four months ago? Netizens have picked it up a long time ago. You still insist that it is your own original. If you don't blush, I will blush for you."

  Of course, he also admitted that Meng Fu painted better than the one in T City, but her character is the only one.

Manager Sheng also blushed a little. He patted Meng Fu on the shoulder and lowered his voice: "I will hold a press conference with you in the afternoon and publicly apologize to the original author..."

  Meng Fu understood, she touched the back of her head and shook her head: "I don't apologize."

  "This is not..." Manager Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then sternly, and explained to Meng Fu the impact of not apologizing on her.

  When the crime of plagiarism came out, it was a big hat, let alone a painting from the Library of the Art Association.

"No, Manager Sheng," Meng Fu casually threw the milk tea box into the trash can not far away, turned sideways, and said lightly: "The painting by the T City Painting Association was also my painting. I painted my own painting... also called plagiarism. ?"

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  　　 I went out two days ago and only came back yesterday afternoon.

  (End of this chapter)