"Tell me, what have you been hiding from us recently!"
As soon as Meng Fan entered the dormitory, the three roommates who were ambushing behind the door pressed him on the bed with all their strength. Yes, isn't it? The combined weight of the three people around Zhang is estimated to be a little more than Meng Fan alone. If you don't work hard to make the breastfeeding energy, you may not be able to hold it down.
The premise is that Meng Fan does not struggle.
"If you have something to say, don't press others on the bed... at least close the door."
"Grass."
The three of them were scared away by Meng Fan's words.
"Fatty, you've been acting strange recently."
"It's another confession, another run, and another live broadcast! What happened to you?"
"Also, what's the matter with your drawing speed? We all know the speed before!"
"Fatty, are you cheating?"
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"You actually have time to broadcast live, and the illustration tasks have been completed? Also, what's the matter with your drawing speed?"
This kind of problem also appeared in the wechat sent by Qin Geng. Around Zhang posted the link of Meng Fan's live broadcast in the class group, and she naturally saw it too.
"My mother's training for you did not torment me less, and it was doubled and added."
When Qin Gentian saw Meng Fan's reply and a row of crying emojis sent later, all kinds of unimaginable perverted names such as pinching beans or marbles with chopsticks, hanging bells on fingers without ringing, and tying sandbags to wrists flashed in his mind. It is called increasing hand stability, speed, and strength training.
Thinking that Meng Fan might have been trained for more than ten years, he felt sympathetic for two seconds.
"Then why didn't I realize that your speed is so fast?"
"If I didn't live broadcast, who would pay attention to this?"
After dealing with the three roommates, Meng Fan cleverly dealt with Gentiana Qin. The speed of his hand is reasonable for the time being, and no one has a time when his talents shine.
Those roommates asked Meng Fan if he was cheating, but it was just a casual question, no one would really think deeply, and even Meng Fan told them that he was cheating, but no one believed it.
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The next morning, Meng Fan went to the playground and ran 5,000 meters as usual. Compared with yesterday, he was a little more relaxed. His pace didn't improve too fast, but after several adjustments to his gait, it was already standard without relying on black-tech running shoes to force him to interfere.
The morning class was at 9:30, taking advantage of this time, Meng Fan went to the studio to catch up with the rest of the drafts of "A Floating Life and a Dream in a Thousand Years", and selected 30 of them, and finished them at 9:00. Half of this class was handed over to Gentiana Qin.
"It's better and faster than I imagined." Qin Gentiana glanced at it briefly, then put it away, "wait for the news."
"Ms. Qin, are you free at noon? I have an appointment with some teachers. Do you want to come together?"
Outside the classroom, a young and handsome male teacher who had been waiting for a long time pretended to be passing by, and greeted Gentiana Qin with a bright smile, but he couldn't hide a trace of nervousness.
Well, another suitor.
"Sorry, I made an appointment with a few students to have dinner together."
Qin Gentian declined, pointing to Meng Fan... behind Wang Yanan and other girls.
It's impossible to use boys as a shield.
Obviously, Wang Yanan and the others have already been familiar with this routine, and they reacted very quickly and naturally walked to Qin Gentian's side, while talking about where and what dishes are delicious.
"The names of these dishes make me hungry, please bring one."
After the frenzied confession, Meng Fan's face has indeed thickened a lot. It was impossible to say such things before, let alone the expression on his face.
"You are going, what are we going to eat!"
Qin Gentian laughed and joked, and left with Wang Yanan and the others.
Meng Fan set his sights on the male teacher, and the male teacher hurried away as if I didn't see anything.
Go crazy, I didn't get an appointment with a beautiful woman, but I still have a big guy like you who can eat a table at a glance!
"Why? This is, I'm losing weight, I don't eat much!"
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"Losing weight? Are you a liar!"
Zhang Zhou, who was caught and slaughtered by Meng Fan, looked at the stacked plates and bowls on the table, turned on his phone and checked the balance, with a look of despair.
"It's strange. It seems that after I started running, I eat a little bit more than before." Meng Fan patted his stomach lightly and hiccupped.
Zhang Zhouzhou complained: "Damn it, Yanan accepts my confession, I'm already ready to eat instant noodles this month, I didn't expect to have such an idiot like you, I'll eat one room fee for one meal!"
Meng Fan laughed: "Stop bragging, pay the rent, you should drive it, and see if your queen will agree. If you agree, I will pay the rent."
As soon as he heard this, Zhang's surroundings were like eggplants. Based on his understanding of Wang Yanan, he would have to go through thousands of trials to get ahead.
"I'm just making an analogy. We are pure love. Spiritual communication is far more than physical communication, understand?"
"Hehe, are you fooling me or coaxing yourself?"
"roll!"
University is full of youthful atmosphere, and youth is a kind of hormone.
There are around Zhang, and naturally Meng Fan also has them, but there is no source.
Just like after dinner, Zhang Zhou asked Wang Yanan to watch a movie in the afternoon, and was going to try to hold his little hand and kiss his little mouth in the dark, while Meng Fan could only go to the studio.
There was a class at 3:30 in the afternoon. Before that, Meng Fan was rummaging through all kinds of loli girls in the studio while conceiving styles, making preparations for the live broadcast in the evening.
The seven Yujie-type characters drawn in the live broadcast yesterday are all familiar to Meng Fan, or in other words, he usually draws more Yujie-type characters. He has drawn all seven of them. Naturally, he is familiar with the live broadcast and draws them quickly. .
As for Lolita, although Meng Fan can name dozens of them at once without taking a breath, he is not familiar with the characters' shapes, and the number of people who can draw them directly without looking at the prototype is probably only three or four. indivual.
There wasn't much time, but it was just enough for Meng Fan to pick out a dozen or so lolitas and get familiar with their body structures... Well, the character shapes!
After class in the afternoon, I stuffed my stomach with bananas, changed into sportswear, and started my laps in the evening by stepping on the hot track.
The 5,000-meter run is quite easy for Meng Fan now, and the pace has easily reached 8 minutes per kilometer.
Counting the time for warming up and stretching, plus taking a shower, it took an hour and a half before and after. I randomly ordered some takeaways for dinner, and rushed to the studio after eating.
Yesterday's position was occupied, so I had to change the position.
Put away the drawing, turn on the phone, adjust the angle, and get ready. I shouted in several groups in advance, and the broadcast will start on time at 19:30.
"I'm coming."
"Catch up with the live broadcast."
"Hello, Boss Meng."
Not long after, the number of people online in the live broadcast room reached 200.
Swipe.
There is nothing else in the live broadcast except for the sound of the paintbrush passing over the sketch.
"The anchor that your friend doesn't talk to is online."
"Don't talk if you have the ability! I'm afraid that you don't know when you will suddenly say something scary!"
"Who is this painting?"
"Today's loli special, um, this figure is really loli."
"I will never see the magnificent scene yesterday again."
"Among the lolitas, there are also those with a juvenile face, right? For example, Sa Ling!"
"Is Saaya an anime character? (covers her mouth) It seems like I know too much."
"Hestia! Chiho Sasaki! Chocolat! Mikuru Asahina! Maki Koujiro! Mizuki Himeji... Hehe, don't be too much!"
"Gentlemen, you are enough!"
"Does anchor Meng look like someone who draws this kind of loli?"
"It's not like, because it is."
"Hahaha, Meng Fatty actually looks like a childish face!"
"I'll wipe it halfway through the drawing, isn't this Sakura? Well, it can be said to be very loli!"