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Chapter 195: Heartwarming

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

"Stream?"

Everyone was stunned.

Meng Fan wanted to explain to everyone, so he spoke with some innocence in his voice, "I'm a stream host, so I'm used to streaming. If I don't stream, I'll get nervous and my limbs won't work properly. I don't know how to explain it, but I won't achieve the result you all hope with me. I've been to several concerts that aren't streamed, and I've screwed up a lot; it's not good."

Everyone listening was stunned. Is he real?

And are you a sand artist or a rapper? This flow was almost superficial!

"Mr. He, Hua Hua, Kou Kou…"

At this moment, Bai Zhi approached them. She hadn't performed yet but came by to congratulate Meng Fan. She had watched his performance just now onstream and was amazed.

Hearing Meng Fan used the excuse of being nervous about any non-streamable event on these celebrities… and… and even freestyled a rap verse, she was afraid they would misunderstand him. She stood up and began. "Fan really is a streamer, and he really does get nervous on non-streamable platforms. Hence, he even rejected director David's offer to perform at the Las Vegas show during the rehearsal today."

"What?"

Everyone was stunned once again. They had watched the visual effects through the stream and knew Bai Zhi wasn't joking around saying David was interested in hiring him. If he even rejected the Las Vegas show, they had no words to say. This was… Are all artists this unique?

Hua Hua and Kou Kou were both singers and had wanted to invite Meng Fan to appear as a guest during their concerts, but they were streamed. As for other stream opportunities, those would always exist. But god knows when. Plus, it won't be under their control when the time came.

Hence, they all walked away, slightly disappointed.

But Mr.He thought for a moment and smiled at Meng Fan. "If it's a stream, do you agree?" he then added, "Of course, only if you have time."

Meng Fan nodded.

"Then let's exchange contact information so it's easier to communicate."

Mr. He and Meng Fan exchanged phone numbers and left, fulfilled.

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"Mr. He, wait a minute."

Meng Fan called to Mr. He and walked over. He chuckled. "Uhm, can we take a photo together? I'm your fan, and I grew up watching your show."

Mr. He has heard this from the mouths of thirty and forty-year-olds, nonetheless a 20 or so college student like Meng Fan. Happily, he approached Meng Fan and looked at the camera. He couldn't help but exclaim, "You're really big aren't you?!"

Meng Fan happily received the selfie. Even if he had a celebrity at home, it didn't mean Meng Fan wasn't ecstatic when he met other famous figures. Of course, there were many opportunities to meet celebrities backstage, and Meng Fan wasn't willing to pursue all of them for a photo.

—The three national channels that hosted this event did not include Mango TV. Mr. He wasn't just a host but had appeared as a high profile figure on behalf of Ali Music.

Bai Zhi exchanged a few words with Meng Fan and went off to prepare for her performance. Meng Fan started to head towards his resting room but ran into another figure he wanted a photo with.

Only, he was a bit nervous.

"Huh? Hello."

Meng Fan's presence felt overwhelming at this moment, to the point that this superstar recognized him. Seeing Meng Fan gaze at him with shining eyes, he took the initiative and walked over. Smiling, he said, "You're… Meng Fan right? Aiyo, not bad. Your performance was really slick just now."

"Mr. Chou, can I get a photo with you?"

"Of course."

After taking a photo, Jay Chou handed a cup of milk tea to Meng Fan. It was warm and very heartwarming.

It also confirmed that Jay Chou loved to drink milk tea.

Meng Fan returned to his rest room to remove his makeup and change. He grabbed his milk tea and slipped into the audience to leech some more shots. Su Qing Cen approached him and gave him a big hug.

"Today's performance was incredible, thank you!"

After being interviewed, she was eager to watch the video as she left the stage. When the performance ended, Su Qing Cen could confirm that today had been a success. She also enjoyed it very much herself. But after watching the video, she felt genuinely moved.

It was her most satisfactory performance since she debuted, and by far, the most enjoyable.

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Meng Fan was slightly stunned to be held so tightly by Su Qing Cen. She hadn't changed out of her fairy costume yet, which was very… While holding him tightly… She was so soft, it was heartwarming!

"Uhm, I should be the one thanking you."

Meng Fan didn't know what to say and only regained his composure after she let go.

He didn't have dirty thoughts, but who could act normal when being hugged by their idol?!

"Huh? Is this a milk tea for me? Thanks! I was thirsty."

Su Qing Cen saw the milk tea in Meng Fan's hands and happily took it over. Snap. she opened the can and began to sip, eyes forming into half-moon shapes. It looked really delicious. She then waved her hand, gesturing she'll come back after she removed her makeup and costume.

That… Meng Fan was very reluctant to give it to her! Okay. He also wanted to taste the milk tea that's been held by Jay Chou's warm hands!

The lesson here was you have to use or eat or drink any good thing that you get immediately, right?!

Meng Fan asked the employee for a direction and headed towards the venue. Shortly after, he could hear ecstatic screams.

There must be staff around here, but they were only responsible for barricading the audience from accessing, but not the celebrities from leaving. Seeing Meng Fan, they immediately recognized that he was the sand artist from the visually stunning performance—After all, his presence was way too strong, and he was easy to remember—without a word, while one of the employees even took Meng Fan to a viewing area with a good view.

Or maybe he was worried that the ruckus would distract the other audience.

This viewing area was great. Based on regular gala conventions, this was the "hired audience" area.

Why are there "hired audience" members? Because it looked good when the camera swept over them!

The camera can't just casually scan anyone. Aside from some special cases that make the cut, the rest were all sweeping shots of these "hired audience". They have to be attractive, and lively looking. Otherwise, it was awkward to film a bunch of people with absent-minded stares. Although there weren't many of these people at this kind of event, they still prepared just in case.

This spot was almost too perfect for Meng Fan, who'd been hoping for such a spot.

After a while, Bai Zhi and the male actor came on stage and put on a good performance. Plus they were popular. Especially for the male actor, who was lucky he got by without any incidents.𝑛𝗈𝓋𝖊𝒍𝑛𝔢xt.𝗰𝒐𝔪

When all the performances ended, it was 10:00 pm. A group of hosts and celebrities appeared on stage.

There was a lucky draw that was part of the event, mostly Taobao red pockets or gift packages. There were many different kinds, and the winner of each one was selected by a celebrity guest.

Among this group were two celebrities and two athletes in addition to two hosts. Jay Chou was one of them. He was there representing a popular variety show on behalf of Blue Whale TV.

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Chapter 196: Milking Screentime

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The two male celebrities and the two athletes were part of a basketball-related variety show, so the two athletes were basketball players. One was the god hand of China, and the other one, a Chinese-American NBA member.

Both male celebrities were basketball enthusiasts as well.

Their interactions with the audience were also related to basketball.

A basketball net was placed in the middle of the stage, where the hosts and the four guests approached it.

"Everyone open your Tao Bao app and go to the 11/11 event page, the event depends if these four can land their shots. Each person will score once, so there will be quizzes in total. If you can guess them right, you'll win a large basketball gift package."

The host outlined the rules for the trivia, then told the four to send out their first player.

"I'll go first."

A guy standing next to Jay Chou volunteered and scored the first shot, causing a round of applause.

Next up was Jay Chou, who picked a further distance, which entered too.

The Chinese god hand and the NBA player both picked a spot outside the three-point line and landed their shots as well.

The interaction was simple, but because they were celebrities, it was much more interesting to watch.

"It's getting harder."

The interaction obviously wouldn't end so quickly. The host leads the four celebrities to a further distance, about half-court, then stopped, saying with a big smile. "Next will be an extra-large prize, and can be quizzed based on it; if these two basketball players land their shots, one by one. Everyone refresh your minds, you should see four answers. The choices are: both score, nobody scores, one person scores, and the second doesn't. You can begin selecting now, but remember there are only 30 seconds!"

In these 30 seconds, the host allowed the celebrities to try-scoring. They both hit the backboard, but none of them landed. It was difficult indeed.

"Alright, the voting has ended. You two, who wants to go first?" The host asked.

"I'll go."

China's god hand hit the backboard. It landed!

This time, the applause was much louder and their screams were seemingly endless.

It was the NBA player's turn. He curved it, very accurately as well, but once the ball fell towards the backboard, it bounced off the rim and back out again. It bounced with great force and flew into the audience, and with scary coincidence landed in Meng Fan's hands.

"Did it hit you?"

The host asked worriedly. Seeing he was okay, he smiled. "You can keep it as a souvenir."

Before he even finished speaking, Meng Fan had tossed the ball towards them in a shooting motion.

Whoosh!

It landed in the net without touching the rim!

The audience was shocked.

The program director was fast to respond and managed to record the whole process for the stream.

The viewers were dumbstruck as well. What the hell was this?!

It must be staged right?

He was at least an entire basketball court away!

How did he score it?

Is there a master hidden among us?

Huh? Why does this guy look so familiar?!

"Badass, badass! When I saw the basketball land in the iron brother's hands, I knew something was going to happen. Iron bro doesn't disappoint and scored it right away hahaha do you see how terrifying his god hands are?!"

All the students watching from the art academy also recognized Meng Fan. Who didn't know of Meng Fan's incredible shooting skills? He could score from anywhere during the university's basketball tournament!

"666! Meng fatty!"

"Hey, let me tell you about the world record holder for arcade basketball!"

"Stirring up sh*t are you?! Meng host is gonna start sh*t again!"

"Hahaha the laughing frenzy you guys hoped for didn't happen, but the audience is dumbfounded once again!"𝑛𝗈𝓋𝖊𝒍𝑛𝔢xt.𝗰𝒐𝔪

"11/11 gala's highlight has to be of Meng host!"

Several live comments related to Meng Fan suddenly appeared on all three TV channel's streaming platforms. It seems the online viewers were shocked as well.

"Wasn't this that sand artist from before? How is he also a world record holder?"

"Can we calm down? Can you explain this before blowing him up?!"

At the live venue, Meng Fan was surprised by his own shot as well. Although it didn't make the four celebrities on stage embarrassed, after all, none of them relied on this to make money, but he'd created a difficult situation for the host. "You f*cking completely interrupted my hosting procedure, how can I continue like this?"

"Huh?"

The host heard the message from the director and paused for a moment. He then looked closely at Meng Fan, and gathered his words. Smiling, he said, "I guess everyone recognizes this godly shooter was the sand artist from the "fairy" performance, Meng Fan! Actually, Meng Fan has another identity that you guys might not know of. He's also the world record holder for arcade basketball! Thank you for showing us such a great shot!"

Even without the last sentence as affirmation, the gala would still go on.

There was no way they were going to invite Meng Fan to come on stage. This was a stream after all, and had a time limit. The schedule was already set. Besides, what was Meng Fan going to do on stage? Interview him or let him keep shooting? It was okay if he could score, but what if he missed? It was better to digest the amazing shot as the end of the celebrity interaction.

How perfect was that? It also left room for suspense and magic.

Maybe, or quite possibly, the audience probably thought this was part of the organizers' plan.

What a beautiful misunderstanding!

Meng Fan's unintentional riot operation took at least ten seconds of screentime. The program director evidently recorded it.

Of course, this kind of action could only be achieved through professional programming techniques and operations.

If he didn't catch this kind of action on film, he would be severely scolded by the main director and the audience.

Meng Fan saw the experience increase for the [Famous Streamer] task and was suddenly overwhelmed with joy.

What was even better was that after this interaction, Jay Chou who remained on stage to perform, kept giving him curious looks, giving the director another opportunity to show Meng Fan on screen again!

Would he be able to ask him for another cup of milk tea? It should be okay… Right?

"Ding!"

Immediately, another judgment procedure appeared in his mind for [Concert Killer]. Evidently, that shot made an impact on the event. The decided lethality score wasn't too low but was an interesting number. 66!

The system felt his operation had been 666 as well!

The decision this time occurred about an hour after the event happened.

In a moment, Meng Fan checked the [Famous Streamer] information and calculated it again. He'd gained over 10 million viewers!

These big events were the greatest!

His total view count was at 62 million!

But Meng Fan also discovered something that made him uncomfortable. After the program director cut to the camera filming him, the number of viewers did not go up!

He'd discovered this problem before scoring the shot, but he wasn't sure. Then he opened his live stream aid to replay the stream to confirm it had caught him on camera during Jay Chou's performance. But his viewer count did not grow!

Basically, having a camera cut to him was meaningless. He had to "perform" on stream in order to gain more viewers.

After confirming, he was a bit remorseful but felt it was fair.

Since he couldn't milk anymore screen time, Meng Fan returned backstage.

It was almost 11/11, and he had a lot of stuff he wanted to buy.

He didn't have time because of the rehearsal, but now it seems laxer, and he had to reward himself by spending some money.

In a good mood, Meng decided to distribute some wealth and helped several people buy out their shopping carts.

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Chapter 197: An Impact

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"Did you escape into the venue because of all the people asking you for collaboration?"

"Or did you go just to shoot?"

Bai Zhi and Su Qing Cen snatched Meng Fan into their makeup room as soon as they saw him return.

"You're not nervous from streaming, you actually enjoy it right?"

"Otherwise why else would you go and try to get some screen time?"

The two girls hammered him with questions that revealed his intent. Only, they didn't understand why Meng Fan loved to be on stream so much!

"I just felt stuffy and wanted to walk around, who knew the ball would land in my hands. I didn't think twice and tossed it out, and it actually landed. I can only say I'm too good." Meng Fan bellowed with laughter to cover it up, then diverted the subject by asking Bai Zhi, "Sister Bai, you said people wanted to collaborate with me just now? Are any of the events on stream? I really really like streaming."

"Yup, but I turned them down for you."

Bai Zhi rolled her eyes at Meng Fan and said, "Me and Qing Cen are heading back to the hotel, and see if we're going to the gathering or not. How about you?"

"I'm heading back too."

The three left the makeup room and ran into Jay Chou, who very warmly greeted Meng Fan again.

Meng Fan wasn't thick-skinned enough to actually ask him for another cup of milk tea.

The three of them along with the managers took a car out of the gymnasium and arrived at the hotel shortly after.

Bai Zhi and Su Qing Cen were staying in a suite, while Meng Fan could only stay in a regular room. Although they treated Meng Fan like a little brother, boys and girls were still different, and no matter how big the suite was they weren't going to let Meng Fan live with them.

Alright, even if they asked Meng Fan to stay with them, the troll task, [Open for All] was still there. Meng Fan wasn't gonna dare test this task. Although it would improve some attributes, he wanted nothing to do with the bad luck attribute.

Of course, he couldn't stay with them, but they can still hang out.

Shortly after returning to the hotel, Bai Zhi called Meng Fan asking if he wanted to eat some of the take-outs they ordered. Meng Fan immediately headed over. He was hungry, and there was nothing for him to do in his room by himself anyways.𝑛𝗈𝓋𝖊𝒍𝑛𝔢xt.𝗰𝒐𝔪

When he arrived, Su Qing Cen had changed into a casual outfit and was sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the living room, watching the replay of her "fairy" performance. God knows how many times she'd rewatched it.

"Fan."

Seeing Meng Fan arrive, she paused her video. "I want to remake the MV for my song, "Fairy", and I want you to help. You won't refuse me because it's not a stream, right?"

Although this performance was fitting for the gala, it wasn't meant to be used in a music video.

"You really believe his excuse?" Bai Zhi walked over with a plate of cut fruit and handed it to Meng Fan. "You still owe me several performances, and mine aren't streamed either. Oh, by the way, if Su Qing Cen didn't mention this I might have forgotten! I am planning to release a new album, and can totally use some sand art for one of my music videos."

Somehow, this plan became solidified as the two bantered back and forth. Naturally, Meng Fan couldn't refuse them and quietly listened to their conversation. He sent some messages on his phone before getting up to talk to Su Qing Cen and Bai Zhi. "I'm gonna turn on my stream and do some giveaways."

As he spoke, he stood up and sat in a different position and logged into the stream.

Immediately, the netizens saw Meng Fan's announcement and hurriedly rushed to his stream channel. There weren't many people, about 3000 or so, but they were all diehard fans.

"I'll get straight to the point. I'm going to draw now, while there are no people, so your chances of winning are higher. The prize is: I'll clear out the shopping carts of ten netizens, up to a maximum of 10,000 HXB!"

Passwords began to appear in the live comments, and in no time Meng Fan began to distribute.

"Those fickle netizens who've been selected can send their login information to Bee. I won't distract you guys from shopping, so I'll log off now. Before I return to Hangzhou, I'll try to stream again."

Meng Fan logged off after confirming the winner list.

"You're pretty nice to your fans." Bai Zhi smiled. "How about you pay off my shopping cart as well?"

Su Qing Cen smiled as she looked over too.

You're both filthy rich women, this is bullying!

Immediately, he received several messages on WeChat.

Wen Wan: "When you come back, you better show me your performance from tonight, that's better than anything!"

Qin Jiao unapologetically also sent a screenshot over. "Try to clear this cart Mr. Deep pockets!"

Wu Tong sent him a screenshot as well, but it wasn't very expensive. Everything in the cart seemed to be… For men!

Zhang Zhou Wei and his three other roommates also unapologetically sent their own screenshots. Everything he could see in their carts was for women…

When the takeout arrived, the three ate and gathered in front of the TV. The biggest international superstar of the 11/11 gala appeared at 12:00 am on the dot. Even Bai Zhi and Su Qing Cen weren't willing to miss such a performance.

After midnight, the entire country dove into the consumerist madness of the 11/11 festival. The numbers would make your head explode!

Bai Zhi and Su Qing Cen didn't attend the dinner after the show, so Meng Fan naturally skipped it too.

The next day, Meng Fan woke up early and was planning to run. Then he laughed to himself. He could only force himself to take another nap and head downstairs for breakfast.

At around 10:00, Meng Fan and Su Qing Cen took the same flight back to Hangzhou, while Bai Zhi headed for Shanghai.

Su Qing Cen had to continue preparations for her concert in Hangzhou. Besides, she'd invited Meng Fan once again to appear at her concert. This time, Meng didn't dare to refuse.

He could tell other people all he wanted, that he gets nervous if he isn't streaming, but he couldn't say it to Su Qing Cen.

After landing, Su Qing Cen asked a staff member to take Meng Fan home.

Meng Fan returned to his neighborhood and immediately headed for Wen Wan's studio. The organizers had mailed the sand art table back, and it hadn't arrived yet. He had to explain this to Wen Wan; he'd borrowed it from her, after all.

After explaining, Meng Fan shamelessly took another table back home with him. Of course, he paid for this one.

He'd already transferred his skills to sand art, and under the condition that it doesn't stress him out, Meng Fan decided he couldn't hide this talent. Plus after trying it, Meng Fan felt he quite enjoyed sand art. Maybe it was because his gained attributes could be used in sand art, or because he loved the feeling of performance. He quite enjoyed both.

As for how to deploy it… It had to be on the stream of course! He was still a long way from finishing the [Famous Streamer] task, and he can't keep waiting for a gala to happen. He still had to stream. Not just for the experience, but to destress as well.

Drawing was a lonely job, and it really burns a person's patience—or to some people, it cultivated their patience—so if he occasionally streamed his art and chatted at the same time, he could relieve some of his boredom and fatigue.

He went back to school in the afternoon, accepting an array of "baptism" along the way without any surprises.

He attended one class and ran 10 kilometers around 5:00 pm. Then he took a shower, had dinner with Wu Tong and headed home.

During his 8:00 pm stream, Meng Fan was shocked by the number of online viewers in ten minutes.

In such a short time, he'd reached 300,000 viewers!

Why?

Meng Fan knew he had left a good impression during his performance at the 11/11 gala since many people probably looked him up themselves. Some of them pursued it into the stream channel.

With this, he could probably rely on himself to complete the remaining experience for [Famous Streamer] without attending these galas.

The attribute that came with the title was 10 charm. It was a very good motivator.

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Chapter 198: "There's A Spirit Underground" Volume 1

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The most anticipated performance of the 11/11 gala, without doubt, was the superstar at the end of the show. Technically, that English superstar who began the show was also very famous, but he'd been in China before and was no longer fresh. But this superstar had never been to China before, and no one could steal their spotlight.

Aside from this, there were a few more other highlights as well. "Fairy" and the long-distance basketball were undoubtedly among the best, and Meng Fan was the common factor of the two. Naturally, he was the biggest surprise of the gala. Several people had searched it up, curious as to who this person was and what he was like.

The hashtag #WhoisMengFan was trending for a long time on Weibo. Everyone's shopping craze was at an all-time high, yet people still had the time to push Meng Fan onto the trending page. Probably because his sand art performance and long-ranged shot were amazing enough on their own, but combined, people couldn't contain their curiosity.

During the day, he was temporarily removed from the trending list. After all, everyone was up late shopping, but at night, he made it again after people resumed their searches…𝔫𝑜𝐯𝑒𝐥𝗇𝓔xt.𝑐𝒐𝔪

There were many people who entered Meng Fan's stream through Weibo. There were so many viewers that 8th Station actually felt nervous, so they opened a second channel for him.

"I just got here, is this the sand art magician's channel?"

"Are you the god hand?"

"Weibo Spectator 1."

"I'm here from the trending list!"

"I heard this host is kind of troll!"

"I heard he could sing too."

"His voice is so crisp!"

"What is this stream for, how did I end up here?"

"Host, are you thirsty for your fans?"

"Hahaha, our host only eats fried foods!"

"Wtf there's so many people! Meng fatty can't hide anymore!"

"Everyone's here from the 11/11 gala, right?"

Meng Fan didn't think he'd have this kind of impact on the gala, but he also wasn't planning to score such a crazy basket that night either. If he hadn't scored that hoop, he'd probably have half the number of curious viewers.

Sand art and long-distance shooting were only effective combined because the two have nothing to do with each other.

"I know several fickle netizens are here from last night's 11/11 gala. You guys want to watch some sand art right? My viewers from before have never seen me perform sand art, so I'll stream myself sand painting for an hour today, followed by an hour of manga." Meng Fan smiled. "Because of the 11/11 gala, I haven't had time to work on my manga in several days. If I don't work on it soon, there won't be anymore updates."

Meng Fan wasn't going to change up his schedule just because there were new viewers. He continued his normal regimen.

His new sand art station was already set up with his streaming equipment. It was directly attached to the streaming device, while his live stream assistant had already picked out the most optimal angle. If Meng Fan wanted, he could add any special effects with the live stream aid to make his stream feel like the 11/11 gala's stream. The live stream assistant could also direct the program and cut out and stitch in any special scenes.

All the new viewers were mostly there out of curiosity, as there were several of them, reaching a total online viewer count of 700,000 when Meng Fan had only been on for about 30 minutes.

They'd come out of curiosity, but whether they stayed or not would depend on Meng Fan.

Make them all stay?

That's not likely. Not everyone had the habit of watching streams.

Meng Fan would be very talented if he could keep a quarter of the newcomers.

In an hour, the sand art performance ended, and Meng Fan began to work on his manga. The number of viewers began to decrease, going from a peak high of 900,000 back to 700,000.

As Meng Fan continued his stream, the viewer count continued to fall, to a number hovering between 500,000 and 400,000.

It was even harder to determine if they'd come again or not.

Once his three-hour stream ended, Meng Fan glanced at the total viewers during this short stream and found himself quite satisfied. 2.3 million!

Normally he received about 300,000 views during his stream, and one million at most, but this didn't happen often. For example, he'd reached this number during the lottery draw for the press conference for "There's A Spirit Underground".

2.3 million was seven times his regular count!

Of course, Meng Fan knew that people had come by today because they were curious and Meng Fan was a fresh face. It was unlikely he'd gain that many viewers again. But as long as he could reach 1 million viewers per stream, Meng Fan would be happy.

After logging off, Meng Fan continued to draw.

He'd been so busy the last few days and now had to catch up publications for both mangas.

When he completed the [Collector of Millions] task, he'd gained more drawing skills, scriptwriting skills, and set design skills. They proved effective during his sand art performances and were helpful to his manga projects as well.

As he became more familiar with sand art story writing, he became more familiar with manga creation as well. The creative desire hidden in his heart was beginning to come out.

He wanted to create an original!

During the process of drawing "There's A Spirit Underground" and "Guide To Campus RoMANce", Meng Fan had been inspired several times. Some were able to be used on these two mangas, while others were relevant to the storyline in his mind. Everytime he was inspired, he'd record it in a small notebook for later.

As time progressed, the stories in his mind became more and more clear. Meng Fan took some time and wrote out 30,000 words for it.

Now, he had all the qualifications to start his original series!

But he decided he'd keep gathering information for a while longer.

At least until "Guide To Campus RoMANce" was published so he'd have more time to work on it.

Besides, Meng Fan's most urgent task at hand was to complete the achievement task for [Professional Manga Artist]. Once he received 5 points in drawing skill, scriptwriting, set design respectively, he'd begin creating his own series.

[Professional Manga Artist] required the serialization of a long term manga or three short manga series, and issue ten separate volumes with a total sale count of 100,000.

The first requirement had already been satisfied, since "There's A Spirit Underground" was a long-running Manga.

The third requirement wasn't hard to meet either. 100,000 was no small feat for a manga series, but a worse case that Meng Fan could buy it out himself.

He couldn't outsmart the System by buying it himself, but he could ask someone else to buy it for him. The System couldn't blame him if he did that.

Only, the second requirement was a bit difficult. Even if he only published 8-10 chapters per volume, "Guide To Campus RoMANce" would only publish three volumes at most.

And Meng Fan wasn't the one who decided if it could even be published, or when it could be published…

He gave Mr.Sleepy a brief call, and suddenly tapped his head and began laughing. He almost forgot Mr.Sleepy was also someone who had coal in his family and was no less enthusiastic about manga than Meng Fan was himself.

"I was just planning to discuss this with you! I've already contacted the publisher, and everything is good to go. Just waiting for you to decide the volumes. When the first volume is published, I'm planning to print 50,000 copies."

"Fifty thousand?!"

Meng Fan knew about the manga market. This was a huge amount for a first print.

He thought about it and asked him hurriedly. "You're not planning to buy all fifty thousand copies, are you?"

Meng Fan was worried Mr.Sleepy was almost too rich. If Mr.Sleepy was planning to buy them himself, Meng Fan couldn't guarantee the System would give him the experience points, so he had to ask. If he was actually planning to, Meng Fan had to stop him.

"I'm not dumb!"

Mr.Sleepy didn't understand why Meng Fan would ask such a question either. "My group of author friends wants at least a copy, which means at least 10,000. In addition, there was a presale survey on the animation network, and it netted tens of thousands as well. My 50,000 is a conservative method, okay… What, do you not know how popular our manga is right now?"

Alright, while Meng Fan was busy speculating that Mr.Sleepy's family had coal, he'd forgotten he had connections as well!

He also forgot how popular "There's A Spirit Underground" has gotten!

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Chapter 199: Place and Receive Orders

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Actually, Meng Fan forgot something too. His stream.

The earliest group of fickle netizens had come to his stream for drawing. Then, most of them turned out to be manga lovers, who made up a large group of potential consumers.

He thought about it and decided 50,000 was not a lot, and there was no need for him to think of ways to buy it himself.

The biggest problem now with completing the [Professional Manga Artist] task was the lack of content. It took 11 chapters to be updated to make up one volume.

"8 chapters!"

Meng Fan flipped through the volume and the script Mr.Sleepy had sent him. Although publishing 8 chapters in the first volume wasn't a great move; one should at least publish 9 chapters to have a complete story; Meng Fan didn't have time to worry about this. They did this so they could publish more single volumes.

Of course, the premise is that the number of pages in the first 8 chapters were enough to support a single copy.

"8 Chapters?"

Mr.Sleepy was familiar with the content… and had no objections to this at all. He actually chuckled as he responded to Meng Fan, "I think it's great! Chapter 8 and Chapter 9 should be very connected, so that once they finish reading chapter 8… Hahaha this cliffhanger, it's a killer! I like it!"

Meng Fan was speechless. He didn't think that's how Mr.Sleepy would interpret this.

It made sense. His favorite thing on earth was cliffhangers. And he left you hanging for days, too. He'd been cursed and scolded as a "cliffhanger dog". After all, he graduated from the cliffhanger class, so his brain must be fragmented too!

"Then it's set. I'll go place the order now."

Mr.Sleepy hung up.

Place an order?

These wealthy people were so different from us mortals. Even the tone of his voice had substance.

The issue with the publishing house had been resolved, and Meng Fan felt no matter how well the first volume sold, good or bad, they'd have no difficulty continuing publications in the future. Even if the sales volumes will decrease in the future, it was enough for the first few publications to sell 100,000 copies.

The System didn't specify how many sales each volume had to make; it only said the total sales had to reach 100,000.

Turns out, this was indeed the case.

The [Professional Manga Artist] task was at 1/10 experience points. The 1 had come from the first volume publication of "Guide to Campus RoMANce".

As for why the sales count was 0… This was because all of the single copies of "Guide to Campus RoMANce" had been gifted by Meng Fan after he printed them. He didn't go through any sales channels, so the System refused him the experience.

Now that "Guide to Campus RoMANce" had updated to chapter 12 or so, he could think about publishing the second volume, regardless if they planned to sell or not.𝔫𝑜𝐯𝑒𝐥𝗇𝓔xt.𝑐𝒐𝔪

Meng Fan decided to find Qin Jiao again the next day to publish this manga since she'd helped him last time with her connections.

"No problem." Qin Jiao then asked, "My studio has a slot for a single volume publication, so you can just deliver it. Are you going to pay for it yourself again?"

This time, Meng Fan wasn't in a rush. Moreover, he could leave everything to the publishers to deal with it. He had to use the sales channels somehow; even a little bit counts.

And "Guide to Campus RoMANce" was very popular too; people might actually buy it.

"Let's go."

Qin Jiao asked Meng Fan to wait while she drove the car out.

"Where? The publisher?"

"The studio! Even if you're just a shopkeeper, you should meet your employees!"

Shortly after, they arrived at the XiZi cultural center's front gate. Meng Fan saw the Da Mei studio sign as soon as he stepped out of the car and walked towards it. He stepped in there to take a look and paused for a moment. The interior and exterior of the studio were from two different worlds!

Renovations?

It's only been a few days, there's no way they could have renovated in such a short time! The place also didn't need much renovations either. Such a big change could only be caused by decor.

Brand new office furniture, potted plants, small accessories, equipment… it looked simple, but gave you a culturally rich and creative feeling. It was a vibrant studio, full of life.

"Professor Qin, Meng boss."

There were already people in the studio and had gotten up to greet Qin Jiao and Meng Fan. they were all either alumni or current students from the academy. They also knew Meng Fan and were aware that he was one of the shareholders of this studio. They didn't know what to call him, so they followed his netizens.

At first, everyone was curious why Qin Jiao decided and opened a studio with Meng Fan. Although they still don't know why it didn't prevent them from respecting Meng Fan.

They knew he was incredibly talented at manga, and illustrations as well, and the manga adaptation he'd been working on was top-notch in the industry. On top of that, he was a talented sand artist too.

"Hello everyone."

Meng Fan saw that there were already a dozen people there, some whom he recognized as well. Seeing Zhang Zhou Wei was there as well, he paused for a while once again. "What are you doing here?"

Zhang Zhou Wei smiled bitterly and pointed towards Wang Ya Nan, who was just coming down from upstairs. "Ya Nan is a member of the studio, I was dragged here to be used as free labor."

Meng Fan was satisfied by this answer as it made sense. Zhang Zhou Wei was way too lazy a person to come out and do labor for free. Only Ya Nan could order him to move a bit.

Everyone says that one thing leads to another, and Meng Fan felt Zhang Zhou Wei could be considered very lucky. With Wang Ya Nan to restrain him, he was able to improve as a person. Despite that, he was still managing to find ways to slack off.

Qin Jiao introduced all the members to Meng Fan, then clapped her hands. "At the moment, our studio's biggest job is illustrations. On this, your Meng boss has good experience, so let's invite Meng boss to share with us his knowledge."

As she spoke, she began to drag Meng Fan into the conference room.

Was Meng Fan just there to meet the employees?

That'd be overestimating how good of a person Qin Jiao was.

Qin Jiao had not only prepared a conference room for him, but she'd provided a PPT presentation as well. The content consisted entirely of Meng Fan's hand-drawn illustrations and posters for the different movie production companies.

On the topic of Meng Fan's hand-drawn posters, everyone was ecstatic to listen. His art was too good!

At the moment, Meng Fan had finished hand-drawn posters for almost a dozen film crews. The presentation was already at the 5th group's commission, and each poster was regarded as a top tier industrial standard. His drawing skills and creativity were also top-notch.

The earliest job had been introduced to Meng Fan by Qin Jiao, so naturally, she'd been following all the news regarding these jobs. Plus, now that their studio was formed, she'd be even more focused on this industry.

He didn't care if it made money or not, but the employees did.

Hand-drawn posters for film crews are a popular job in this industry. With Meng Fan's invisible touch, Qin Jiao now felt that it wasn't impossible to expand their illustration business into hand-drawn posters. They didn't need Meng Fan to draw all of them, but they did need his guidance.

He can't teach with such incredible drawing skills? Impossible.

Although his attributes were a great help, he still relied on real skills. Like a herded duck, Meng Fan gathered his words and entered the role very quickly. For the entire hour, he provided only knowledge and experience, benefitting the studio members greatly.

Qin Jiao, who'd been listening on the side, continuously nodded again and again. When Meng Fan finally finished, she raised her hand with a smile on her face. "Meng boss, can you explain your experience in getting these commissions? Our studio's current business volume is a bit behind!"

She'd even used the formal term of 'you'! She wasn't asking for experience, she was straight up asking for commissions alright!

Meng Fan took out his phone and pulled Mr.Sleepy, FlatHeadBro, and everyone he'd collaborated with from the web novel industry into a WeChat group. He then messaged them. "I've set up a studio and we're currently looking to do commissions involving illustrations for novels. Didn't you guys say there were several online authors who required an illustration service? You can invite them to this group as well and our studio members will contact them. We can also display sample work in the chat room, so you guys can find an artist based on your needs."

Meng Fan was not prepared to accept any more novel illustration jobs, so he could leave these commissions to the studio. All of the employees in the studio had graduated or were attending the academy of fine arts, so their professional abilities were certainly no joke.

As for these online authors, well, they have saved the time of searching since there was a mob of professionals right here.

It was a win-win situation.

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Chapter 200: A Complicated Relationship

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Mr.Sleepy continued to demonstrate his extreme focus on everything else except for updating his novel. Immediately, he alone pulled a dozen or so authors into the group. He even sent Meng Fan a private message saying, "they're all dumb but loaded."

Meng Fan was speechless. 'Can they match you?!'

In five minutes or so, there were over thirty authors in the group.

All of these authors were pretty badass too. Not a single person asked about illustrations, but were asking about one similar problem. Hand speed.

"Meng boss, how did you come to have such fast hand speed?"

These online authors didn't care for Meng Fan's badass drawing skills, his amazing basketball skills, and incredible singing. But Meng Fan's hand speed was what made their eyes green with envy!

"I'm curious how much code you can write out in an hour?"

"He could at least do 10,000 in an hour!"

"Is he a monster?!"

"Shadowless hand!"

"I'm envious!"

"I pray god will give me a pair of hands like this too!"

"I'm more curious how long it takes Meng boss to jerk it hahaha!"

"It must be even shorter than Li Ronghao's new song, "Bei Bei"!"

"Hehe, do you want to understand what it means to be burnt by a gun?!"

"Dirty mind, get out!"

"No time to explain, everyone, get on the hype train!"

"Drive, to the edge of the city! Roll down the windows… but they're welded. Nobody's getting off this hype train today!"

"For real though, can Meng boss share with us some knowledge on how to increase hand speed?"

Meng Fan saw the shameless and pervy banter in the chatroom and felt nothing but respect. As he browsed, a hundred or so more messages popped up. "Jesus, were all author groups this scary?"

Meng Fan didn't respond to the hand speed questions but replied, "Uhm, I'm going to add my studio members now. They're all alumni from my school or my classmates, and there are a lot of pretty girls. Guys, let's slow this train down; I'm scared they will be dizzy. After they join, they're going to show you their works, so you guys can contact them based on your requirements."

Meng Fan told the studio employees of the situation, then added Wang Ya Nan to the group. Meng Fan didn't have everyone else's contact information, so Wang Ya Nan would add the rest.

The web authors in the chatroom abruptly halted their hype train and became respectable beyond belief.

There was less chatter, but it was unsure if they had gone off to browse and add the pretty girls' WeChat information.

Yes, it's not illegal to turn your WeChat moments into a beautiful girl catalog, alright!

As for the speed of the hype train… Meng Fan clearly underestimated his sisters.

Oh, and his seniors too.

"This should be okay, right?"

Meng Fan formed the chatroom and looked towards Qin Jiao. She nodded and gave him a "meh" look.

As for the hand-drawn posters, Meng Fan wanted to provide contact information for those as well, but he didn't know how many employees could actually do these commissions. The pay was good, but their standards were high too.

But Meng Fan still decided to ask, "What about hand-drawn posters?"

This time, Qin Jiao shook her head. "I've seen your posters, and I know their requirements too. Our studio can't perform such complex tasks at the moment. As for the easier ones, I have people who can find commissions for us."

As for the studio employees, they quickly divided into several groups based on their own styles and partnered up with the thirty or so famous online authors in the group.

Alongside the deep pockets of the web authors, and their public platforms, the demand for illustrations from the authors were increasing day by day. This was a fresh job market for the illustration industry, and several illustrators, especially the less famous ones were eyeing this industry.

But it wasn't that easy to get a slice of this cake. It's not that they were demanding as these authors wanted all kinds of illustrations, but there was a demand for the production quality. If they didn't have high standards, many of the readers were willing to draw them for free, to be completely honest.

But the illustrators who eyed this cake were not well known and weren't easily trusted. Plus authors were busy with their updates and might not want to talk to you, so they'd just ask you to read the novel and submit a few samples. The two parties don't communicate often, which was the main reason why it was difficult to produce drawings and difficult to be satisfied, causing early termination of a lot of contracts.

This doesn't mean that less famous artists were lacking in skill.

Meng Fan's existence was also able to help the studio break into the industry.

Due to Mr.Sleepy's enthusiasm, Meng Fan's previous illustrations had been seen by several web authors, and they all recognized his talent as well. Hence, it was easy for Mr.Sleepy to gather them all together in one chat room. They had a good impression too, so these authors were more than willing to contact the studio employees. The more they communicate, the better the results will be compared to those too lazy to interact.

The employees naturally valued this opportunity, since these commissions were all long term contracts and required a lot of drawings. Plus, the pay was really good.

With that, the problem of receiving work had been solved. Everything else depended on them. Meng Fan slipped out of the conference room as they were busy making orders.

"Wait." Qin Jiao followed him out. "You're slipping away now?"

"There's not much to do so I wanted to wander around," Meng Fan responded.

"I know you're a very busy person, go ahead. I'll drive you." Qin Jiao was in a good mood from solving the issue of getting orders, but she still managed to complain. "I'm going to the publishing house to deal with your job. Either way, I'm only an institutional professor, I've got tons of time!"

"Uhm, right. I'll send you my complete resource collection, it should be useful to the girls."

"Guess you're alright. Oh, and when you're free, you're going to come by and give them some advice for drawing posters and illustrations."

"…Got it."

"Oh, and what's the deal with your sand painting? Wen Wan had the thought to dissect you to find the truth!"

"Do all you institutional professors talk like that?"

The only person not bustling around in the conference room was Zhang Zhou Wei. After pouring water for the madams, he had nothing to do and left to fool around, playing on his phone. Seeing Meng Fan and Qin Jiao step out, a wretched thought appeared in his mind.

He was the only person present who knew Meng Fan's relationship with Qin Jiao, and the only one who didn't find it strange Qin Jiao was opening a studio with Meng Fan.𝔫𝑜𝐯𝑒𝐥𝗇𝓔xt.𝑐𝒐𝔪

Meng Fan's mom was Qin Jiao's mentor. Zhang Zhou Wei knew this from way back.

They looked like professor and student but were actually disciples. Now, business partners could also be added to that list.

"Their relationship is too confusing!"

If he hadn't known that the ballsy Meng Fan liked Wu Tong and that he was a gutless idiot, the thoughts in Zhang Zhou Wei's mind would be even bolder.

"My dear."

Zhang Zhou Wei who'd been deep in his train of thought suddenly heard a sweet voice. He immediately became very spirited, and even more cautious. Years of experience have taught Zhang Zhou Wei that these two words came like sugar-coated bullets.

"Dear, you know me the best in this world, right?"

"I am… yes, I have to be!"

"Then you should be familiar with my drawing style, right?"

"…Of course!"

"Then I'll leave my post-production to you!"

"What does post-production mean, I don't understand… I mean yes yes yes, I do, I have to understand it! Not only the post-production of your manga, but I'll also handle the post-production of your life, too!"

Wang Ya Nan rolled her eyes at Zhang Zhou Wei. Why did this country bumpkin love story sound so strange?!

If this guy was half as diligent towards other things as he was fast at talking, she wouldn't have to force him so much.

Everyone else found themselves a boyfriend, while she not only found a boyfriend but a son as well.

What a complicated relationship!

Chapter 201: Executive Ability

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"You can get off now."

"People sent a monk all the way to the west, but you won't even drop me off, and I'm so close."

"I'd have to make a giant U-turn at the school, do you know how much gas costs these days?"

"You're so generous to other people, and I'm like your brother, why are you so stingy when it comes to me!"

"Not my fault you're a chubby little brother!"

"What if I was your brother by blood?"

"Call a cab yourself!"

Qin Jiao dropped Meng Fan off at the turn before the academy and turned left toward the publishing house.

Meng Fan didn't return to school but went home instead.

He couldn't wait to start his original series, but he had to wait until he acquired all the attributes and rewards from completing [Professional Manga Artist]. The only way to achieve this was to brush the experience faster! Everything else was okay, and all they needed at the moment was more content. So he continued to work on the commissions!

Xing Ta Ge already gave him the script for "Guide to Campus RoMANce" which was completed. On his way back, Meng Fan called Xing Ta Ge over and the two discussed for over two hours to finalize the ideas and details to see the manga till the end.

Although Mr.Sleepy's overall popularity had decreased, "There's a Spirit Underground" had always maintained a popular rating. Plus his original script was already saved, and they had already submitted 50 chapters. If all eight volumes published eight chapters each, they would only need to finish 6 more chapters to publish the next individual seven volumes. Plus the three volumes for "Guide To Campus RoMANce", he would have ten solo publications.

Meng Fan was ready to give it his all to complete this task.

To be honest, he was very curious as to how fast he could draw if he tried his best and used all of his attribute bonuses.

Hand speed 16.

Drawing skills 26.

Imagination 6.𝔫𝑜𝐯𝑒𝐥𝗇𝓔xt.𝑐𝒐𝔪

Screenwriting 6.

Set design 6.

He included his universal pen and his physical fitness, observation skills, smile appeal, and his championship points, plus all the energy chews and sports drinks that he could exchange for without limit.

And he would wear the hat that veiled his presence, allowing him to avoid all interruptions.

He downed a bottle of sports drink, unsure if peak competitive state could help his drawing, but he thought it would at least be psychologically helpful.

An hour later, Meng Fan ate an energy chew.

In another hour, he ate another one.

The added points didn't feel burdensome to Meng Fan.

Meng Fan was working on the newest chapter of "Guide To Campus RoMANce", with the same conscience as before. There were 16 pages, and one page basically contained 3 to 5 panels. This type of update speed wasn't comparable to Japanese manga's weekly update, bi-weekly or even monthly updates, but it was able to maintain its position on the Penguin animation platform as a "weekly liked" author. Plus, it was two updates a week.

Meng Fan checked the time after finishing the last panel.

2 hours and 23 minutes!

Meng Fan did not give up the quality of his work just because he tried to rush the draft at the fastest speed possible, nor did he leave out any content. In the process, he was even able to make some modifications and erase some drawings.

Of course, he did not mess with the post-production method.

Even so, his speed was terrifying. There probably wasn't even a person on earth with this speed, nonetheless in China.

But Meng Fan felt he could go even faster!

He stood up and took a break, walking in a circle around the flat and doing some radio calisthenics before continuing.

The next chapter was completed in 2 hours and 28 minutes.

He took longer, but his speed was faster since the content from this chapter was much more difficult to draw.

Rumble.

When he looked at the time, it was already 8:00 pm.

He wanted to call a take out but thought about it and took off his hat and gave a call to Chen Da Qiang.

"Qiang, are you busy? If not, come to my place and bring some food."

Half an hour later, Chen Da Qiang appeared with an extra-large portion of green pepper with stir-fried rice and a plate of potato shreds, plus a bowl of rice.

"Aside from bringing food, I have something else to tell you…"

Meng Fan began eating and found he couldn't speak without stopping. Chen Da Qiang was too good at searching for good food that he was so accurate at finding it every time. Meng Fan finished everything and downed a bottle of iced cola and let out a satisfied burp before finally speaking as he stood up, "Some time ago I went to Shenzhen to participate in the 11/11 gala and didn't have time to draw. Since I'm not busy, I'll be drawing very fast in the next couple of days. So you've got some work ahead of you."

Chen Da Qiang helped Meng Fan clear the table and pushed everything in the trash. Hesitant, he asked, "How fast? Even faster than before? People are going to die!"

"Don't worry, I will combine work and rest and take care of my body."

"I was saying I'm going to die."

"Huh? Oh!"

Meng Fan, of course, knew with his current production rate, even two people would be crying let alone Chen Da Qiang by himself. After teasing him for a while, he added, "You probably won't be able to do it on your own. I'll get you an assistant."

"Manga assistant's assistant? Of course, you'd think of this!" Chen Da Qiang tied the garbage bag and took it to the door, leaving it to take down with him when he left. He washed his hands and spoke, "Where are you going to find someone? From our class?"

Meng Fan paid his assistants pretty well, so it wasn't hard to find someone from his class and give them a part-time job.

He then said, "Do you know where Zhang Zhou Wei has been recently?"

"Of course, since you and professor Qin established your studio, and Wang Ya Nan became a member, he's been dragged there every day to help out." Chen Da Qiang immediately understood. "You want to give the work to the studio?"

Meng Fan nodded. "Mhmm. But it seems like there's not enough staff available in the studio at the moment since they've been accepting a lot of commissions as well. I'm gonna give professor Qin a call later, so she can be responsible for finding people. It's best if she could pull some out from the studio, but if not, I'm sure she'll still be able to find someone quickly. As for you, you should go to the studio tomorrow. You're familiar with my drawings, so you should be able to handle the post-production work."

"Understood."

Chen Da Qiang had an exceptional executive ability and didn't require any further explanations from Meng Fan. "Tonight I've already agreed to watch a movie with Xue, so I won't be working on your drafts. I'll see you tomorrow."

"It's so late already yet you're going to a movie now? By the time you're done…" Meng Fan looked at the time and raised his eyebrows. Grabbing Chen Da Qiang's shoulder, he said, "It's almost 9:00 pm, and you had time to bring me food. It seems like you've got tons of time! Your movie's at 9:30 or later right? By the time you're done, the school will be closed. The strategies are deep my brother!"

Chen Da Qiang turned red. He struggled free of Meng Fan's grasp and turned to wash his hands. After realizing he had already washed them after turning on the faucet, he thought about it and said, "I don't know what's gonna happen. Don't let the other two guys know."

Meng Fan bellowed with laughter. "If you don't go back tonight, it'll be hard for those two not to know."

"Tell them I'm working on the drafts here with you!"

"I know, I know. You should head out now. Don't make your Xue goddess wait."

Meng Fan hurried Chen Da Qiang out the door, but he returned in a moment. He grabbed the garbage outside the door that he had forgotten and told Meng Fan to take care of his body.

"I know! Qiang bro, it's okay if you mess up here, but when you're with Xue, you better keep your rhythm! Qiang bro, you can do it!"

Meng Fan laughed as he teased him. Seeing Chen Da Qiang nod feverously, he couldn't help but be a bit envious.

He was envious of Da Qiang's ability to execute his plans!

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Chapter 202: So Crazy He's No Longer Human

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After Chen Da Qiang left, Meng Fan continued to pace around in his room as he chatted with Wu Tong.

"You're rushing your drafts again?"

"Mhmm. I want to increase my update speed for the manga."

"You're working so hard!"𝔫𝑜𝐯𝑒𝐥𝗇𝓔xt.𝑐𝒐𝔪

"I'm trying to become my best self."

"Then I gotta work hard too."

"Woman, you're crazy. This is ridiculous!"

"You wanted me to say such tacky things didn't you?"

"You've interrupted my thoughts."

Wu Tong recalled the previous comment and cooperatively replied with another text, "How am I being ridiculous?"

Meng Fan also recalled his last message. "You're too perfect it's crazy, and you're too pretty it's ridiculous! If you're still trying to work hard when you're already like this, how can other people survive?!"

After he recalled this, the page looked much more refreshing.

Wu Tong responded with a smile. "I don't care if other people live or not. It's enough that you are living well."

What was this?!

Meng Fan was so excited he was walking in circles. Then his brain twitched. "Recall the last word now!"

After sending it, he immediately felt regret. He hurriedly recalled the message, but Wu Tong didn't respond.

"F*ck!"

Meng Fan tilted his head back and screamed at the ceiling, almost crying. What a wonderful messaging environment, all destroyed with a twitch of his brain.

He could learn anything, but why did he have to learn Zhang Zhou Wei's brazen mouthed ways!

Buzz.

Just as Meng Fan was sulking, Wu Tong replied, "Hurry up and go work on your drafts. I'm gonna go read."

"Alright!"

Meng Fan responded so fast it was as if he had been injected with steroids. He then returned to his room and turned on his stream.

"Today's stream will only feature one category. Manga drawing."

After adding the announcement, he settled down and began to draw "Guide To Campus RoMANce". He basically ignored the live comments and did not talk, only humming along to his music at times.

Soon, the stream had over 300,000 viewers and more were still flowing in. Seeing that tonight's content was solely manga, several of them left. No matter how fast Meng Fan's drawing skills were, not everyone was interested in watching. Compared to this, they preferred more direct and interactive live stream content.

Of course, there were still many who were willing to watch drawing streams. Since this stream was originally established for drawing, the viewer count stabilized at around 200,000 after all people finished coming in and leaving.

As they watched, the netizens realized something was different.

Before when Meng Fan streamed his manga, he usually did illustrations with some manga, but his manga usually appeared fragmented in illustration form. This time, it was a little different.

Continuously, he drew them. One after the other, the content was all coherent.

There were several fans of "Guide To Campus RoMANce" in the chatroom and were easily able to recognize the contents in Meng Fan's drawings. These were the panels that came after the last updated chapter.

Meng Fan's drawing speed was incredible, so this was no longer an element of surprise to the viewers. But as they watched, the netizens became more alarmed.

2 hours and 12 minutes!

An entire chapter was complete!

What kind of godly speed was this?!

He was fast at illustrations which could be justified because he was skilled and had fast hand speed. But for a manga to be done so fast, he couldn't just rely on pure skills and hand speed. His brain had to be quick too, okay?!

The fans of his work knew that this manga updated every week. It wasn't because the author was lazy, but because manga was really hard to draw. It was not easy to just draw these dozen or so panels well. They had to tell a story too!

It was like meeting the word count for a novel. A person couldn't just tap away on his or her keyboard and get as many words as he or she could, right? It had to be thought through. Otherwise, facerolling was faster than any method of typing.

After he finished, Meng Fan looked at the time. He was satisfied with his speed. The contents of this chapter were short and relatively simpler, but even so, his speed was incredible.

He stood up and exercised for a bit then picked up the live stream assistant to chat with the netizens as he walked. "I plan to finish "Guide To Campus RoMANce" as soon as possible. Following this, the update will be much faster than before and will probably update daily. We are currently in production for the 2nd volume of "Guide To Campus RoMANce" and will see how it sells after we publish it. If it's good, it'll sell, if not, I'll keep giving them out."

When he got to this, Meng Fan remembered something.

Before, he gifted out every copy of volume I of "Guide To Campus RoMANce". If the second volume was to go through the sales process, the first one should also be printed out. As for the specifics, it would depend on what Qin Jiao's side was open to.

"After completing "Guide To Campus RoMANce", I will also speed up the update speed for "There's A Spirit Underground". Mr.Sleepy is considerably proactive and has the script done up to 50 chapters, so I have to catch up on his progress. After catching up, I'll have to wait and see what Mr.Sleepy's script is like before continuing to update."

"Some of you have asked why we're trying to finish "Guide To Campus RoMANce" so fast? It's like this. Everyone who reads manga can probably tell this is a short story or a medium one at most. The scriptwriter has already finished the manuscripts, so the update speed can be accelerated. Besides, I want to wait for "Guide To Campus RoMANce" to finish, catch up to Mr.Sleepy's progress, and begin my own original manga series. I have a pretty good idea in my head. At least I think that I want to draw out and share it with you guys."

Count it as a promotion. Meng Fan was happy to see all the live comments anticipating his work and calling him badass as anyone who made a story naturally hoped for more people to hear and see their work. Although this story hadn't begun yet.

After talking a bit more, Meng Fan logged off the stream. He rested for a while before continuing to draw, but instead of working on "Guide To Campus RoMANce", he began to sketch out "There's A Spirit Underground."

After finishing a chapter for "There's A Spirit Underground", it was already 1:00 am. At this time, Meng Fan felt a bit tired. He could see how physically exhausting such high-intensity drawing was. Even if he continued to take the energy chews, he wouldn't be able to continue.

"I can't do this!"

When Meng Fan became crazy, he was no longer human. He thought of an insane idea.

It was difficult to increase his physical fitness more, at least, not quickly. He changed his train of thought to enhance his ability to stay up late instead.

How to increase it? Finishing the [Night Touring God] task of course.

Meng Fan had been brushing this task for a long time and had visited 43 scenic spots so far. He was only 7 away from finishing task phase 3, which required 50.

Go!

He was already sleepy, so how was he going to perform this task?

It was easy. Sleep at the site!

Before Meng Fan had sat still and still gained experience from the night touring task. If this was okay, sleeping should be fine.

What if he got no experience?

Then he would just go home.

He got right to it and put on his black magi sports suit and jacket before heading out. He hailed a cab and headed to the Xi Zi lake scenic area.

Xi Zi lake had several scenic sites since it was a tourist site in the surrounding areas as well. As long as Meng Fan operated himself properly, he could complete the task with no problem.

When he arrived at the Yong Jin tower along the south shore of Xi Zi lake, Meng Fan confirmed that he had never been here before and put on his hat to search for a place that was safe from the wind. He pulled out a pillow from his backpack and found a comfortable position before falling asleep.

With his hat on, nobody would notice a person in the scenic spot this late at night. Plus, he wouldn't scare any passersby who were outside for some reason at this hour.

As for the temperature, the November nights were still a bit cold. But both the tracksuit and the sweatband had the function to adjust the temperature, so they could adjust to a degree suitable for sleeping.

He set the alarm on his phone and connected it to his black magic earbuds. In an hour, when he saw his experience increasing, Meng Fan switched locations and continued his slumber.

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Chapter 203: A Complete Mess

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It was a wonderful feeling to gain experience while he slept.

Did this count as AFK farming?!

He continued this until 4:00 am, gaining three experience points. Meng Fan didn't continue since he decided he wouldn't be able to gain more night touring experience. Plus, Meng Fan had gotten enough sleep at this point anyways.

He used the live stream assistant's drone ability and took some photos of the lake. Xi Zi lake at 4:00 in the morning had its own unique beauty. Although the sky was still dark, there were street lights, giving it a hazy mood.

He picked a shot and posted it on his WeChat moments. "Have you seen Xi Zi lake at 4:30 in the morning? She's still sleeping but a beauty at that!"

Of course not. Who was browsing WeChat at this hour? Plus, he was still wearing his hat. Who was going to see it?

Meng Fan stretched out his limbs and warmed up before running home.

At this hour, there were still cars outside Xi Zi lake. If he got hit, who was he going to call? It was best to be safe and take off his hat.

Xi Zi lake to his neighborhood was about a dozen kilometers, but it took Meng Fan less than an hour.

Now, Meng Fan's pace for 10 kilometers was easily at 5 minutes and 10 seconds. Without the energy chews and sports drinks, he could push himself and make it in under 50 minutes.

With Meng Fan's perseverance, the score for [Travelling Deity, except for those few days in Shenzhen where he ran 10 km a day, sometimes even 20 kilometers, after he reached his community, was at 852 kilometers. A few days ago, he finished task phase 7 and received 2 speed as a reward. Currently, he was only a week's process away from finishing the 1000 km required for task phase 8.

But there were additional requirements to task phase 8 aside from finishing the kilometer count. For example, task phase 8 required him to run a half marathon in less than 2 hours.

The rewards for this task phase were very lucrative since it could be considered a phase reward. Last time, the phase reward was at 100 kilometers, where he gained endurance, strength, and speed. This time for the 1000 kilometer landmark, each of these attributes gained 2 points.

He looked at the time, noticing it was already 5:00. Meng Fan hesitated back and forth outside his neighborhood and then turned toward his school. He wanted to see Wu Tong on this beautiful morning.

Plus, he could complete his half marathon on the way!

He was afraid there weren't many opportunities to run a half marathon, and since he had already been running, he could take advantage of it and finish this requirement upfront.

He exchanged some points for a sports drink and an energy chew and accelerated as he paced toward the school.

"Morning gramps"

"This early today?"

The doorman uncle yawned. After the days got shorter, Meng Fan usually arrived at school around 6. Today, he was 30 minutes early.

As for why Meng Fan always came so early, the doorman had his own thoughts.

When Wu Tong arrived at the track, she noticed Meng Fan was already running. She warmed up and caught up to him, asking curiously, "Why did you go to Xi Zi lake this early?"

Naturally, she saw his WeChat status.

"I woke up early." Meng Fan responded through his heavy breathing.

Wu Tong felt this was not scientific. "You came from Xi Zi lake, and now you're running at school. How many kilometers have you done?"

This remark threw Meng Fan off his breathing rhythm, and he gasped several breaths before recovering and saying, "I rode my bike over."

It was almost 20 kilometers to and from Xi Zi lake, and now he was running another 10 kilometers at his school. That was already 30 kilometers, and Meng Fan was not about to expose that.

Plus, he would have to lie and extend the time by an hour, saying he woke up at 3:00. It was too suspicious.

Of course, this was only Meng Fan's "guilty conscience" talking. Even if Wu Tong felt he was unscientific, she wouldn't be "suspicious" about anything. It wasn't that suspicious either since nobody would think Meng Fan would sleep inside Xi Zi Lake's scenic area. That would be crazy!

When Wu Tong arrived, Meng Fan had been running for a while, and when Wu Tong was at her 5th kilometer, Meng Fan had finished his half marathon or 21.0975 kilometers. It took him 2 hours and 04 minutes, failing to meet the requirements.

Meng Fan was slightly disappointed by this result but felt it was acceptable. After all, he had spent the night out in the wind. Even if he downed sports drinks and energy chews, his physical condition was worse than normal despite his competitive mentality.

Not long after running to the school track field, Meng Fan knew he wasn't going to meet the requirement. He could have maintained his physical state from Xi Zi lake to his neighborhood, but after entering the campus, he found his body was physically incapable of keeping up.

Seeing Meng Fan stop, Wu Tong also stopped running and went off to stretch with him.𝓷𝑂𝑣𝓮𝓁𝑛𝚎xt.𝕔𝞸𝗆

"When did you sleep last night? You woke up so early!"

"Around 1:00 am."

"Take care of yourself."

"I will."

Meng Fan went home to shower. He ate breakfast and continued to draw. He was hungry again after 10:00 and took off his hat to call some take out in case the delivery guy or even worse the store forgot about his existence.

Buzz.

Before even sending out his order, a call from Wu Tong came.

"Send me your home address."

"What?"

"I'm coming over now."

"Huh? Okay!"

Meng Fan trembled as he texted her his address, his entire body was jumping up and down. He then began to walk circles around the apartment again, spinning around for a bit as he cleaned and organized… The place was very clean since a maid had been coming in every few days to clean the place… Oh oh oh right, the clothes, the clothes! He hurriedly jammed his dirty clothes into the washing machine. His underwear had to be hand-washed, so he collected them… What else, what else?!

Meng Fan was disheveled!

Yesterday he was telling Da Qiang to stay calm, but here he was an even bigger mess. Chen Da Qiang was a mess because he was about to complete his adulthood ceremony, but this was just Wu Tong coming to his door!

Could he be harboring a little bit of hope though?

But he wasn't ready for that kind of leap either!

'What is the routine for that? Should I say "not so hard" or "I'm so powerful"?' Meng Fan thought.

Since she hadn't come, he felt it was appropriate to preview the situation before she came, or it was best if he…Whoever it was that said it was best to do a pre-test before a formal test for a better grade…

Bang.

Meng Fan was completely lost, thoughtless, and confused as he paced back and forth. He finally came back to reality after his head hit the wall.

What was he thinking?!

They weren't even together and hadn't even had any close distance contact nonetheless negative distance contact. How shameless!

'How could I be this kind of person?' Meng Fan thought.

Yes, it must be because he had been working too much on "Guide To Campus RoMANce" and learned these impure thoughts!

Ding!

At this time, the doorbell rang. Meng Fan nearly jumped out of his skin. His entire body was trembling with excitement. The sweat on his forehead began to pour out.

Huff huff huff.

He took a deep breath.

Letting it out, he told himself sternly to be calm and always act like a gentleman… Gentleman my *ss! Definitely not a 'gentleman'… This didn't sound right either, the gentleman here wasn't what gentleman usually referred to… Sh*t he had lost it again!

Huff huff huff.

He adjusted his breathing once again and forcibly calmed down. Meng Fan opened the door.

Wu Tong was outside carrying two large bags. Seeing Meng Fan's expression, she couldn't help but let out a laugh. "What happened to you?"

"Huh? Is something wrong with me?"

"Even if nothing is, shouldn't you help me take this stuff inside?"

"Huh? Oh! So heavy, what's in here? Why didn't you tell me to come down?"

"You have the nerve to ask? I called you so many times, you didn't answer! Where are your slippers? Huh? They're for women."

"Huh? Oh, those belong to my mom and my sisters."

Wu Tong changed out of her shoes and entered the apartment, but she didn't seem surprised when she looked into the place. "Last time you made me congee, so this time I'll make you some food. It seems like you're pretty busy lately, sleeping late and waking up early. I'm worried you've been eating too much take out and not enough nutrients!"

Meng Fan stiffly swallowed the phrase "I can't keep up with my nutrition when I see you" down his throat. He couldn't afford to f*ck around anymore. He hefted the two large bags of ingredients into the kitchen and asked, "You can cook?"

"Nope."

"What?"

Chapter 204: Super God

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"Do you have an apron? Is it here?"

Wu Tong tied the apron and picked up the two bags of ingredients Meng Fan put on the floor. "I don't know how to cook, so I want to learn. I downloaded several cooking and recipe apps before coming here. What? Are you scared I'm going to poison you?"

Meng Fan's face was stiff as wax, but he decisively shook his head. "No of course not!"

"No? I'll give you one chance to recall that back." Wu Tong opened the bag and took out the ingredients one by one, responding to him coldly.

"Should I be… scared?" Meng Fan remembered that Xing Ta Ge had told him every question a girl asked was a trap. When it was critical, his desire to survive was quite strong, so he immediately changed the subject. "How could your cooking have poison? It must taste amazing! Yes, even if it's your first time, I'm sure it'll taste amazing. No buts!"

Seeing Wu Tong's satisfied nod, Meng Fan let out a small sigh of relief.

After taking out the ingredients, she rummaged around the kitchen nimbly, digging out the seasoning box and packing them full with all the seasonings she bought. Evidently, she had guessed right that Meng Fan's apartment was lacking in seasoning. She then opened the cupboard and took out all the kitchenware she needed. They were already clean, but she washed them anyways.

"Oh, you can work on your drafts," Wu Tong turned and said to Meng Fan. "When I'm done I'll call you, should be done by lunchtime."

"Okay."

Meng Fan nodded, but his stomach began to churn.

"Hungry? I bought some bread for you like dry food, you should eat that first." She pointed to a small bag on the table, not forgetting to say, "Don't eat too much."

"Okay."

Meng Fan took out a piece of bread and ate it while standing outside the kitchen. There was no way he was going back to work.

He couldn't miss out on the warm and happy feeling of seeing Wu Tong bustle around the kitchen.

Meng Fan wasn't that dumb. From Wu Tong's nimble skills and movements around the kitchen, he could tell she knew how to cook. He didn't know if it tasted good or not, but she had at least been inside a kitchen before.

She was pretty, had a great figure, a good temperament, a top A student, and knew how to cook… How could there be such an incredible girl in the world, and he just happened to have met her. Wasn't that infuriating?!

Meng Fan munched on his bread with unprecedented happiness and sweetness while his eyes followed Wu Tong's movements. He was dumbfounded.

All kinds of thoughts rolled through his mind as if he was drunk.

If at this time Meng Cai Wei was on the side, she would stomp over in her high heels and scream. She would say, 'Look at you're shameless expression, are you blind? Are you saying there aren't any girls like this in your family?'

"You're not working?" Wu Tong glanced at Meng Fan, who was still leaning against the kitchen door. She asked him as she continued with her work at hand.

Meng Fan was dragged back into reality. "Huh? Oh. I don't have to be."

"Then come give me a hand." Wu Tong said.

"Okay."

Meng Fan walked over and reached out his hand.

"Don't mess around." Wu Tong smacked his hand. "Wash your hands first and cut the onions."

"Okay!"

Meng Fan took the slap on the wrist like a shot of steroids. But in a few moments, he began to cry. Really, he was crying!

Wu Tong began to laugh at Meng Fan's tear smeared face.

"Why do onions exist! You did this on purpose!"

"You don't know onions make you teary?"

"I know, but I didn't believe it!"

"Aiyo. Wait don't use your hands to run it! Wait."

Wu Tong took a tissue and brushed away his tears as she smiled. "I'm afraid of onions too. I used to wear swim goggles when I cut them."

"Why didn't you say so."

"Do you have swim goggles?"

"Nope."𝓷𝑂𝑣𝓮𝓁𝑛𝚎xt.𝕔𝞸𝗆

"Then it would have been useless anyway."

"I could just stubbornly raise my head!"

You could say this meal had laughter and tears, and Meng Fan was happy to share all these moments.

"Lunch is ready."

Wu Tong was fast at cooking and had whipped up four dishes and one soup in 40 or so minutes. The colors and fragrances were incredible, and Meng Fan had been drooling for a long time. As for the smell, he had already sniffed it of course. There were more than what he expected!

When the vegetables came out, she took out the bowls and chopsticks. Then both of them were dumbstruck. They had forgotten the rice!

"Give me five minutes!"

Meng Fan flew out the door and ended up returning in five minutes with four boxes of packaged rice. They began to eat.

"Mm, smells good"

"Tastes so good!"

It wasn't just Meng Fan's senses either. Wu Tong had shared several meals with Meng Fan and knew his tastes and preferences. All the dishes had been preconceived. Plus, Meng Fan was very hungry too!

"Why does your cooking taste so good?"

"I began taking cooking classes when I was in junior high school."

The two ate and talked. Meng Fan ate a bit more while Wu Tong talked a bit more.

"Are you allergic to flowers?" Wu Tong asked.

Meng Fan shook his head as he ate.

"I ordered some flowers and potted plants. I'll tell the store to deliver it to your place? Your apartment looks too bleak."

Meng Fan nodded as he ate with a stupid smile on his face.

Soon, the flowers and plants were delivered.

Wu Tong was already full, so she sat on the side and began cutting and fixing the flowers. When Meng Fan had cleared out the table, she was done too. With the help of Meng Fan, they organized the plants and flowers.

"I've already dealt with the remaining ingredients. You can eat them later. The soup will be done in an hour or so… I'm going to head out now, so you should go back to work."

With the dishes cleaned, she took the garbage back and left like that. Meng Fan wanted to see her out, but she shut the door in his face.

Meng Fan slouched by the window, watching Wu Tong appear and disappear, then… Chen Da Qiang entered his field of vision.

"Fatty, I just saw Wu Tong."

Chen Da Qiang entered and scratched his head. "Uhm, maybe I said something wrong."

Meng Fan's eyes glimmered. "What did you say?"

Chen Da Qiang apologized and said, "I saw her coming out of the community and from this unit too. I'm guessing she came from your place! I was so happy for you, I got excited and accidentally greeted her as sister in law…"

"Sister in law?"

Meng Fan paused for a long time and asked him nervously, "How did she react?"

Chen Da Qiang considered it carefully. "It could be considered an awkward but polite smile…"

Meng Fan let out a small breath. "You're a motherf*cking prodigy!"

"I think there's nothing wrong with this name. Just a bit early, that's all."

"Okay. Well, you already said it anyways."

"Can I call her that next time then?"

"… Why did you come?" Meng Fan's head hurt.

"Oh, I was heading to your studio and left a bit too early last night and forgot to bring my tools." Chen Da Qiang brought over all the equipment he used during their last all-nighter. "Uhm, I'm heading to the studio now. Did you tell professor Qin?"

"I'll call her now."

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

"Oh right." Meng Fan saw Chen Da Qiang out the door and raised his eyebrows. "Last night…How was it?"

Chen Da Qiang shoved his glasses in. "First-Blood!" Then he paused for a moment before continuing, "Double-kill,triple-kill,quadra-kill,penta-kill… and lastly… Lengendary!"

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Chapter 205: Before the Provincials

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"I remember triple kill, quadra, and penta are all kills you have to achieve in a short time!"

Chen Da Qiang, who had already entered the elevator almost pressed the wrong button. He then reached out his arm from the elevator and gave Meng Fan the middle finger to pay tribute.

"At least think before you bullsh*t."

Meng Fan said sourly. He never thought he would be a seven kill god, but he felt a little desire to achieve that 'first blood'.

Sigh.

He took a deep breath. Buzz. Seeing Wu Tong's message saying she had returned to school, Meng Fan's half hanging heart was finally at peace.

The "sister in law" comment from that guy almost took half of Meng Fan's life.

He had to pretend he didn't know. Only a dumbass would try and explain it to Wu Tong.

After responding to Wu Tong, Meng Fan gave Qin Jiao a call to let her know he handed over the post-production tasks for his manga to the studio with Chen Da Qiang in charge.

"Wow, you're good at ordering people around. Okay, I got it. If you don't have enough people, I can find more." Qin Jiao said. "We've already settled the publishing matter by the way. The publisher was very willing to pick up your manga. Oh, and by the way, they also asked, didn't you pay for the publication of "Guide To Campus RoMANce" by yourself? What a dumb title… They're asking if you want to reprint or print more of the first volume."

"That'd be great!" Meng Fan wanted to ask about that just now. "Then, I'll leave it to you?"

"No problem, but you're gonna have to pay the labor fees to the studio."

"… Alright."

He hung up and headed to the den in his apartment. Seeing the flower arrangements and succulents on his work desk, Meng Fan was suddenly in a very good mood.

From 1:00 to 5:00 pm, Meng Fan managed to finish two more chapters of "Guide To Campus RoMANce". This was very efficient.

He sent the manuscripts to Chen Da Qiang and headed to the kitchen to scoop out some soup. Serving it with cooked rice and a few side dishes, his dinner was solved.

He didn't run that evening and continued to draw.

When he finished another chapter, it was already 8:00 pm. He logged on stream and continued to draw and logged off after finishing drawing one more chapter. He then took his art tube with a pillow and a stool and left the apartment.

He hailed a taxi and headed for Xi Zi lake's scenic site. He put on his hat and found a corner. He set up his art stand. He sat on his stool and put on his night-vision goggles. He then continued drawing!

Drawing at his place was the same, so why not brush some night tour experience on the way.

Even if Meng Fan was scared of being caught on camera, he could use the live stream assistant to connect to the CCTV and help him perfectly avoid the camera.

From before 11:00 pm until 4:00 am the next day, Meng Fan finished one chapter and brushed 5-night tour points, straight up bringing his total point count to 51 and completing task phase 3.

"Ding! You've visited 50 tourist attractions at night and completed phase 3 of [Night Touring God]; Reward: points 50, night owl ability 1."

Meng Fan planned on finishing the next 40 points in ten days, which would give him a total of 6 night owl skills, 4 observational skills, and 1 aesthetic appreciation. A lucrative reward.

For several days in a row, Meng Fan was deep in this crazy state. Soon, it was November 11th.

By now, "Guide To Campus RoMANce" was completed, and "There's A Spirit Underground" was on its 21st chapter.

As for post-production, the studio also provided him with four assistants in addition to Chen Da Qiang, which meant that Meng Fan now had five assistants.

This kind of configuration was not much compared to the manga masters in Japan, but it was considered luxurious in China.

But even five assistants couldn't keep up to Meng Fan's progress!

Focusing on "Guide To Campus RoMANce", they were able to release the completed manga online. As for "There's A Spirit Underground", the post-production couldn't keep up and could only produce up to 16 chapters, despite Meng Fan having drawn 21.

The amount of updates had already begun to cause a lot of discussion in the manga industry. The name Meng Fan was basically synonymous with demon in the industry. A demon that had "broken the rules of the industry". Who the f*ck updates like this? Let other people live!

Most importantly, he did it through streaming too, so everyone knew Meng Fan hadn't been saving the drafts but were drawing them as he went. And the quality was good too! This was too much pressure. If anyone dragged their production, people would use Meng Fan as a reason to complain. There were already several fans who believed that weekly updates were already too slow!

"Look at your neighbors, then look at yourself. Aren't you ashamed?"

"Can't you update as fast as that one streamer!"

"You're all from the same art academy. Why are you so slow?!"

These were considered polite comments. There were more way vile curses and negative comments, which made these artists very uncomfortable.

"Where did this f*cking guy come from? if you're gonna stream just stream okay, guy was fine drawing illustrations, why are you drawing manga?!"

On November 17th, Meng Fan was not able to stop once he began in the morning. After eating lunch with Wu Tong, he hailed a cab and headed for the Huang Long Gymnasium.

On the 15th, Meng Fan had already practiced once here before, but today was the last rehearsal for Su Qing Cen's world tour in Hangzhou.

In addition to singing, Meng Fan was also going to perform as a sand artist and collaborate with Su Qing Cen on one of her songs.

The practice had gone well before, and this dress rehearsal had gone smoothly too.

"You're leaving so soon? Want to grab dinner?"

"I've got some work to do."

Meng Fan really did have work to do. After leaving the Haung Long gymnasium, he headed to the arcade where he competed in his basketball tournament and practiced for another hour. Tomorrow was the provincial final for the CGL basketball tournament in Zhejiang!

Fortunately, the provincial finals began in the morning and would have ended by the evening. Since the venue was in Hangzhou, he would be able to make the concert at night.

Meng Fan valued this provincial final and was determined to win. This was related to him gaining Championship honor points but also gaining the chance to be filmed on one of the central five television stations, so he couldn't miss that opportunity.𝓷𝑂𝑣𝓮𝓁𝑛𝚎xt.𝕔𝞸𝗆

"Fei bro."

Meng Fan had turned on the stream after he began practicing, trying to brush some more viewers. He logged off after his practice ended and took out a few tickets from his bag and gave it to Da Fei and the others who came to see the commotion. "Tickets to Shan Jin bro's concert tomorrow night."

"Tomorrow night? Tomorrow I have to drive back to Wenzhou after watching the game, a friend's getting married the day after." Da Fei was mildly disappointed.

Pao bro chuckled and took the tickets. "If you don't need it, give it to me. Xiao Le and the others have been talking for several days saying they couldn't get tickets."

"They're complaining to you because they want you to ask for tickets from my budday, don't you know?"

Da Fei raised his eyebrows. Why are there so many girls surrounding this guy with such low emotional intelligence?

Meng Fan had a 11/11 gala, and that group of girls Pao had brought to karaoke had watched the whole thing.

Pao thought about it carefully. "That makes sense." He then smiled and waved the tickets in his hands. "I got them here now!"

Meng Fan gave Da Fei a look that said "gotta respect that". This was life!

Buzz buzz.

Meng Fan's phone rang with a call from Su Qing Cen.

"You went to the shooting machines!" Su Qing Cen had seen Meng Fan's stream. "I'm done with my rehearsal. You're done streaming right? Come, let's grab dinner."

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Chapter 206: Super Star Potential

"Iron bro!"

"Iron god!"

"Meng host, can we take a photo?"

There were several people going in and out of the arcade and several who recognized Meng Fan. Most of them knew him because of the last CGL competition in Hangzhou, where several people often came to watch the game. They were very impressed by Meng Fan, who left a great impression. The rest of them had recognized him from the 11/11 gala since his presence wasn't just something casually left there to dry.

"Okay."

Meng Fan took a phone from a cute girl and snapped a photo before handing her phone back. The cute girl was about 150 cm at most, and it wasn't convenient for her to take the photo with Meng Fan being so tall. Besides, if she took the photo, the double chin she worked so hard to lose would appear again.

The forty-five-degree angle was flawless; she was photogenic no matter what.

The cute girl took the phone. Yes, very good, she looked so petite, and she was smiling! What a great photo. Smiling, she said to Meng Fan, "Thanks Meng host, I will photoshop you too."

Meng Fan paused for a moment. 'Isn't this something only good friends can do?'

"Iron brother, good luck tomorrow!"

"Iron god, will your maid army come tomorrow?"

Da Fei was full of jealousy as he watched them. "Budday, you're popularity is too hot!"

Pao bro bluntly added, "If you could create a world record and make it to the 11/11 gala with your sand magic, you'd be famous too. You're all from Wenzhou, yet you're so different!"

Da Fei tried to kick Pao. "Give me my ticket back, I'm going to rip it up and not give it to you."

Pao dodged his kick and chuckled. "No take backs! The ghost knife disappears! Move move! Do it!"

Da Fei was much more flexible than Pao. Another kick hit Pao directly between his butt cheeks.

There were several people nearby, who all unanimously continued Pao's sentence, "Yo, that does not feel good!"

Meng Fan was stunned. Seeing all the people nearby laughing, he was clueless. Has he been drawing too crazily to bother checking Weibo. Did a new meme came out or something?𝓷𝑂𝑣𝓮𝓁𝑛𝚎xt.𝕔𝞸𝗆

Leaving the arcade, Pao and the others went to the parking lot, while Meng Fan headed for the mall upstairs. He hailed a cab and headed toward the Huanglong Gymnasium.

"Meng boss is coming? Let's wait for him."

Su Qing Cen's manager Hu Yi Jing was one of the most famous managers in the industry. Her specialty was that she loved to smile, had a poisonous eye, and her schemes were harsh but effective. Several people would call her a smiling tiger behind her back.

When Su Qing Cen debuted, her manager was not Hu Yi Jing. She had brutally intervened and stole Su Qing Cen into her own care. The reason was simple. She felt Su Qing Cen would be ruined in the hands of her old manager. And reality proved to be right, as once Su Qing Cen came into her management, her popularity soared, and her name became known. In a short time, Hu Yi Jing had single-handedly turned her into a celebrity capable of all performance categories.

You could say Su Qing Cen was here today because of Hu Yi Jing's efforts.

Hu Yi Jing loved to smile, but everyone could tell what her smile was saying; it was either a fake smile, a cold smile, an arrogant smile… Either way, it had nothing to do with warmth. Although she smiled, it made people very uncomfortable.

But she had good eyes for talent since she had a very strong sense of professional competitiveness. Of course, these kinds of people were often very arrogant, stubborn, and hard to deal with. Hence, her attitude toward Meng Fan was always very good!

If someone else, even if it was a celebrity, made her wait, she would have been very unhappy, even if she was willing to wait. Especially for such trivial matters like a meal. No way she would wait for them.

But she was willing to wait for Meng Fan, very willing. She even asked the others to wait for him.

Was Meng Fan's charm that effective? Or was it his smile's appeal? Yeah right.

She was nice because Meng Fan had brought Su Qing Cen several good reviews as her number one fan. Was it just his assistance during her performances? No, that would only warrant some basic politeness like other collaborating artists.

Was it because she knew Meng Fan's sister was Meng Cai Wei? Yes, that was right!

Meng Cai Wei did not only have a big name, but she had a big temper too. The key point here was that even a harsh and brazen person like Hu Yi Jing had been ripped apart by Meng Cai Wei before, and very roughly at that. In the end, Meng Cai Wei had repaired her back together, and since then Hu Yi Jing was completely defeated by Meng Cai Wei's temper and respected her.

She couldn't afford to upset Meng Fan knowing his origin!

Besides, there was another important factor—since she could just hide from him if she didn't want to upset him—and that was how she had seen Meng Fan's potential.

It was not just a regular potential either, but the potential to be a superstar!

She trusted her own judgment!

"Meng boss is here."

Hu Yi Jing followed Su Qing Cen and Bai Zhi, calling him Meng boss as well with a hint of sarcasm and a hint of familiarity and welcomed him into their private room. "I remember you liked to eat shrimp dumplings with black pine bamboo, so I've ordered that for you. Oh, and these too, you can see what else you'd like to eat."

"Thanks, sister Jing, then let's get two… No four more orders of the dumplings."

Meng Fan didn't hold back. These dumplings were delicious.

Meng Fan always had a good impression of Hu Yi Jing. She was very polite but friendly. She had a sense of things, and she was radiating with maturity, femininity, success, independence, and knowledge from head to toe. Plus, her smile was very heartwarming too.

Yes, it was heartwarming. Meng Fan never felt like Hu Yi Jing had a 'smiling tiger' air to her, and only saw genuine warmth and familiarity in her smile.

Everyone said that pretty people saw the world differently from average-looking people, and this applied to rich people as well—Meng Cai Wei was one of these treasure chests.

"Want anything else aside from dumplings?"

Seeing Meng Fan nod, Hu Yi Jing asked the waiter to add some more dishes while bringing their food at the same time.

Aside from Hu Yi Jing and Su Qing Cen, there were a few more staff members present as well. Although they didn't think Meng Fan was some super idol, they had nothing to say as they saw Su Qing Cen and Hu Yi Jing's attitude toward him. The girls were already waiting for him, could they say no?

"This is really good, try it."

Su Qing Cen was sitting next to Meng Fan and had been continuously putting food on Meng Fan's plate. She was in a superb mood seeing Meng Fan happily gobble up all the food.

It wasn't anything complicated, she just remembered what Meng Cai Wei had said to her at her last concert in Shanghai, about Meng Fan being very attractive as a kid but then his sisters fed him too much and he got fat. Meng Cai Wei had mentioned, in the beginning, they were just happy to see Meng Fan eating for some reason, but then they got addicted, and then he changed.

"Meng boss."

They ate for 15 minutes or so when the second plate of shrimp and black truffle bamboo dumplings were served. Hu Yi Jing put the dumplings directly in front of Meng Fan then remembered something. "I forgot. Last time when the 11/11 gala ended, several people in our industry had asked us if they could collaborate with you, including variety shows, concerts, and MV companies, as well as some commercials. I know you said you don't want to attend unless it's streamed, but I didn't reject them either, thinking it'd be best to ask you personally. I looked through them, and the quality of these invitations seem to be okay."

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Chapter 207: Does He Need Money or Not?

Hu Yi Jing was curious as to what Meng Fan thought about this. If he really had the heart to debut, she was confident she could see his intent even if he rejected her.

If so, she would naturally be tempted to test the waters further.

As long as Meng Fan was willing to debut, she would have a whole set of measures prepared to turn him into an idol and then slowly into a superstar!

An idol was supposed to have a shining characteristic, and Hu Yi Jing saw several on Meng Fan!

What kind of conditions did an idol require?

First off, he had to be attractive on the outside.

To Hu Yi Jing, Meng Fan was considerably attractive for his external conditions were very good.

His facial features were on par with other good looking men for he had a sister who had the guts to call herself the most beautiful woman in the world. The genes were there. Plus, Hu Yi Jing's taste was very particular, and she could tell Meng Fan's features were handsome. Plus, he was a tall guy, and even though he was a little chubby, he could slim down in three to five months if he consulted a professional and be left with just the muscles.

The wholesome idol was one lacking in the current market.

Meng Fan also had a special charm about him.

Secondly, an idol couldn't just have talent; they had to be inspirational as well!

Meng Fan already had this aspect down.

The last element was talent.

Meng Fan was very talented and in several aspects too.

His singing skills were already there, and he could reach a professional level in no time with some practice. His tone was unique and very attractive, which was a staple for his role. Plus, his smile was mesmerizing, even if he was a poison. He was very photogenic and had a strong stage presence. He could totally debut on the path as an idol singer.

Plus, he was top tier in the professional industry when it came to drawing.

Basketball gave him physical advantages already. Not to mention, he was a world record holder as well.

With this kind of foundation, it was easy to make him an idol!

In three years, Hu Yi Jing was confident she could turn Meng Fan into a sensational idol the moment he debuts.

She eagerly looked toward Meng Fan as she awaited his response, carefully observing to see if he was provoked.

Then, Hu Yi Jing saw Meng Fan shake his head with no trace of being moved. "If it has a stream, I can consider it. If not, then sister Jing can you refuse them for me?"

Her first attempt was a failure.

Hu Yi Jing didn't express her disappointment immediately; he wasn't ready to give up yet. She smiled and nodded. "Got it. If they have a stream, I'll let you know."

Although Hu Yi Jing was curious why Meng Fan was so insistent on streaming, she didn't believe the whole "nervous if I don't stream", saying she still felt streaming could be considered a foot in the door.

After Meng Fan refused her offer, he had gobbled down a shrimp dumpling before finally reacting. He turned to Hu Yi Jing. "Sister Jing, did you just say there was a commercial performance?"

Hu Yi Jing paused for a moment and nodded. He wasn't interested in appearing on TV, but he wanted to appear at commercial performances?

Meng Fan asked her curiously, "Uhm, what's the situation with that?"

Hold on."

Hu Yi Jing took out her phone and flipped through her notes. "There's three commercial shows, one is an opening ceremony for a real estate company in Shanghai, and the other two are sand art advertising footages for two separate brand names. One is in Beijing, and the other is in Shanghai."

"How much can they pay?" Meng Fan asked.

Hu Yi Jing paused again. Did Meng Fan need money? He didn't seem like he was short on money no matter how she looked at him!

"The promotional advertisement in Beijing pays about 200,000. The Shanghai recording is paying 180,000, and the opening ceremony is 150,000."

This level of commercial performance normally wouldn't even appear in Hu Yi Jing's notes, but she had specifically recorded them for Meng Fan.

Of course, this pay was very high for a sand artist. The people who invited him had offered such a high pay after seeing his performance at the 11/11 gala. Otherwise, it would be much lower.

Meng Fan heard this and immediately lost his interest.

He was only interested in the commercial shows because he wanted to earn money to complete the [Wealth Distribution Cherub] and [Million of Merits] tasks. He was probably better off taking some more hand-drawn poster commissions than doing these jobs. At least he could earn the same amount in two days; plus, he wouldn't have to leave his home.

Seeing Meng Fan's expression, Hu Yi Jing felt relieved. This made more sense. Still, she remained on the cautious side and asked him in a teasing manner, "What, are you short on money? Do you want sister Jing to lend you some?"

Meng Fan smiled. "No, I'm just curious how much my worth is to these commercial performances."

He wasn't going to borrow money. He wouldn't even take it from his own family, so how could he borrow from an outsider?

As for the TV show invites, Meng Fan was aware they would provide his travel cost at most. Especially for someone as unknown and untalented as Meng Fan. Even if he could appear on an entertainment show as a passerby guest, it would only be for a moment. To the crew, being invited was a privilege and giving Meng Fan the chance to gain popularity; how could he even think of asking for compensation!

As for the astronomical amount of salary some people received from these shows, that was only exclusive to big shot superstars like Su Qing Cen.

Even some variety stars, who specialized in these entertainment shows, would only receive payment in the 10,000 to 100,000 range. It was still a lot but below what Meng Fan considered acceptable.

And recording a show was so troublesome!𝓷𝑂𝑣𝓮𝓁𝑛𝚎xt.𝕔𝞸𝗆

Hence, Meng Fan excluded these TV show invites from his list even if he did need to make money.

Hu Yi Jing still kept him in mind though. She felt Meng Fan was in need of money although she couldn't guess why. Maybe he was an independent lad and didn't need money from home…

Su Qing Cen also kept this in her mind as well. Before Meng Fan left after dinner, she gave Meng Cai Wei a call and asked for Meng Fan's bank account number before wiring 500,000 HXB over.

It was after he ran from the Huanglong gymnasium into his neighborhood that Meng Fan saw the transfer. She also saw Su Qing Cen's message on WeChat. "Fan, this 500,000 HXB is the pay for your appearance at my concert and for the MV."

Meng Fan immediately called her and spoke to her directly, "I was genuinely just curious about the salary of a commercial show. Why do you guys have to make it seem like I was asking you to be paid?!"

Su Qing Cen responded, "What do you mean asking? It's what you deserve! I was going to give it to you today anyway. It has nothing to do with your inquiries about the commercial shows."

"This is a bit too much pay isn't it?"

Meng Fan didn't understand the economics behind it, but based on the numbers given by the commercial performances, he felt Su Qing Cen had overpaid him.

"Really? If you think it's too much, then don't use 'I get nervous if I don't stream' as an excuse to turn me down next time I need to find you!" She added a boss emoji smoking a cigarette.

"Alright. Then you can't pay me no matter how much I reject you. Otherwise, I'll be too embarrassed to treat you as my idol and my friend!"

Since she had already sent him the money, Meng Fan didn't waste time bickering. He also knew this 500,000 was like pocket change to Su Qing Cen.

Su Qing Cen changed the subject. "Oh right, you're attending your basketball tournament tomorrow right? Add oil!"

After chatting for a while longer, they ended the call.

After hanging up, Meng Fan dug up his receipt from his donation to the "Shan Jin Charity Foundation" and donated all 500,000 HXB.

He was in need of money, but once he received it, he had to distribute it.

Since this had come from Su Qing Cen, he could only donate it to her charity.

The money was donated, and he got himself cleaned after showering. It felt good!

After seeing the donation, the staff at the Shan Jin charity foundation immediately told the news to Su Qing Cen's staff. It wasn't because of the amount, but because this account was already registered to Su Qing Cen's number one fan.

Upon hearing of this, Su Qing Cen's staff was dumbfounded.

She had genuinely thought Meng Fan needed money so she had given Meng Fan the money ahead of schedule, but she didn't think he would actually donate it.

Could her intuition be wrong? He really didn't need money?

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Chapter 208: Small Task of 100 Million

911,200/1,000,000!

This was the current experience for [Wealth Distribution Cherub]. He was only 88,800 away from completing the task!

Before this, Meng Fan had been continuously working on the task, especially after receiving the hand-drawn poster commissions. He was fast and gained over 410,000 points in experience.

As for the 1200, Meng Fan thought about it. He probably spent it buying dinner for Chen Da Qiang and Wei Zhi Xue.

Although Chen Da Qiang had paid him back, Meng Fan had genuinely wanted to treat them so Chen Da Qiang could eat with Wei Zhi Xue instead of getting his ass beat. It seemed like the system had counted the distribution nonetheless.

And even if Chen Da Qiang had run into Wei Zhi Xue's ex-boyfriend after that, he had encountered Meng Fan, the iron hero, right after his reincarnation. Not only did he not get beat up, but he had also managed to successfully court Wei Zhi Xue.

After donating the 500,000 from Su Qing Cen, his experience didn't go up immediately. It seemed the process had to be confirmed before he received the experience. In half an hour after Meng Fan finished his shower, the experience had gone up, and the alert sounded shortly after. He had completed task phase 3 of [Wealth Distribution Cherub] that required 500,000, receiving 500 points as a reward.

Meng Fan had transferred a large amount of money from his hand-drawn posters, so aside from the amount he distributed and the 150,000 he gave Ah Yin bro, who had said it was just a loan, so the system didn't give Meng Fan the experience, he had some extra left. There were still 300,000 HXB left on Meng Fan's bank account after including his original amount.

There were less than 90,000 points until he completed the task. Meng Fan had enough money and wanted to finish it so badly!

As he showered, he opened his live stream aid and connected it to his phone. He opened Weibo and looked for an opportunity to distribute money.

As he browsed, he stopped at a post saying: After a truck tipped over on the highway, an entire truckload of oranges was robbed. There were even parents taking their children to steal them!

Meng Fan looked at the video. These people were thieves!

Were they stealing oranges to give to their parent's tombs?

They weren't lacking in oranges; they were lacking in basic virtue!

And they even involved their kids. "Stand here and don't move. I'll steal some oranges for you! What a good role model!"

Meng Fan searched for some related articles and was speechless and angry. What kind of people were they?!

After seeing the interview, the article said the truck carrying 32 tons of oranges was worth 80,000 HXB. He felt there was destiny in it. Without another word, Meng Fan used the live stream assistant to perform a smart search and found out the name of the company's owner, their bank account, and donation information. Shortly after, he had transferred the amount onto the truck owner's bank account.

He didn't care if there were any compensations or donations that already happened after the event. He felt that since he was the one who saw the news, plus the numbers were so consistent, there was no other opportunity more suitable for a cash distribution.

He used the live stream assistant to confirm the accurate information and transferred 88,800 HXB.

Count it as giving [Wealth Distribution Cherub] a beautiful ending!

"Ding!"

This time, it took about ten seconds before his experience went up and the alert sounded.

"Ding! You've distributed one million dollars, completing task phase 4 of [Wealth Distribution Cherub]; reward: points 1000."

"Ding! You've completed the task [Wealth Distribution Cherub, receiving achievement title [Wealth Distribution Cherub] (Luck 1)."

Meng Fan didn't have time to experience the 1 luck before another series of dings appeared in his mind.

"Ding! You've triggered the task [God of Fortune]."

"The task requires you distribute 100 million HXB."

"Upon completion, you will receive the title [God of Fortune] (Luck 3)."

Meng Fan had already guessed that [Wealth Distribution Cherub] would have advancements in its missions, but he didn't think he was actually right. Plus these requirements… Meng Fan almost spat out blood!

'Is this a small goal set by the god of the System?'

'System, is your first name emperor?!'

"Ding! Upon accumulating 10 achievement titles, you will be rewarded 10 attributes at random or 5 attributes of your choice."

This was an unexpected surprise that made Meng Fan pause for a moment. The cumulative amount of titles gave additional attributes!

'System, your last name is not emperor. Your last name is Meng. You're family!'

He thought about it carefully and realized he somehow really did complete ten accomplishments.

The other nine were:

[A Good Person] Total reward: Hand speed 16.

[Illustrator] Total Reward: Drawing skill 20, imagination 6.

[Manga Artist] Total Reward: Drawing skill 3, set design 3, scriptwriting 3.

[Million of Collectors] Total Reward: Drawing skill 3, set design 3, scriptwriting 3.

[Adoration Fever] Total Reward: validation 8.

[Group Photo Guru] Total Reward: Photogenic appeal 1, smile appeal 1.

[Group Photo God] Total Reward: Photogenic appeal 5, smile appeal 3, validation 2.

[God Tier Pitcher] Total reward: accuracy 13.

[Mic Hog] Total reward: Singing skills 5, vocal appeal 3.

How would he choose?

Of course, he would choose the option to pick five attributes!

Which attributes?

Without another word, he put them all in the luck category…

After choosing an attribute, another page popped up. The page depicted all the attributes Meng Fan had been rewarded. Basically, all the attributes that have not been attributed or the ones Meng Fan already possessed could not be built upon. For example, there wasn't the option to add some extra length or thickness.

After this page appeared, Meng Fan was able to find his desired attribute of luck in the last row. But the word luck was highlighted and bolded, but he couldn't add points to it.

There was also an explanation. It said "luck" was a special attribute that couldn't be assigned, and it wasn't within the random assignment either.

What the hell was a special attribute?!

Well, Meng Fan could only accept this reality.

Of course, it was special. It took one million HXB to exchange one point and would cost 100 million HXB to exchange three points!

But why didn't it said so sooner!

Meng Fan was originally overjoyed that he had found a loophole, but it seemed like he had fallen into a ditch instead.

Carefully, he thought about his rewarded attributes over and over again. There was no particular one that he wanted to increase. If he knew, he would have picked the random attribute option. He gained points in an extra 5 attributes too!

"Can I turn back?"

Heh, there was no way the System was going to respond to Meng Fan.

It didn't give Meng Fan a chance to turn back!

Looking back and forth, Meng Fan confirmed that he could not go back and gave up. He focused his attention and looked through all his rewarded attributes and ended up picking a few that he felt were hard to obtain.

Imagination, charm, smile appeal, voice appeal, and observation skills.

His observation skills were only at 1, but once he completed [Night Touring God, he could gain another point. Hence, he could pass this one.

Smile appeal was a metaphysical attribute, but it was a bit too eerie. Pass.

In the end, Meng Fan was wavering between imagination, voice appeal, and charm. Imagination was very useful for manga creation and other forms of design, while sound appeal was a must-have in fulfilling his dream as a voice actor. Hence, Meng Fan, after some careful consideration, chose the charm attribute.

"Ah~ no, that's not what you want!"𝓷𝑂𝑣𝓮𝓁𝑛𝚎xt.𝕔𝞸𝗆

Meng Fan let out a scream but resisted the urge to add points into the charm attribute. After all, in the next month or so, possibly even less, he would complete the task [Famous Streamer] and earn 11 charm as a reward.

"Meng Fan, you've changed!"

After this, he distributed 3 points into imagination and 2 into vocal appeal. Meng Fan's heart sank as he consoled himself. 'Inner appeal, inner appeal, inner appeal was a form of charm too… Right?'

After this assignment, Meng Fan's imagination was at 9, and his voice appeal increased to 5. Using the black magic microphone, his voice appeal was at a total of 6.

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Chapter 209: Not the Luck He Wanted

As he delegated his upgrades in the shower, Meng Fan felt very satisfied.

During his shower, he gained 1 luck, 2 vocal appeal, and 3 imagination. Cool.

Plus, he triggered another task, requiring him to distribute 100 million HXB. How great (‵′)︵.

[God of Fortune] was also separated into processes, defined by three tasks.

Task phase 1: Requires distribution of 10 million HXB; reward: points 1000

Task phase 2: Requires distribution of 50 million HXB; reward: points 5000

Task phase 3: Requires distribution of 100 million HXB; reward: points 10000

The experience he accumulated from the [Wealth Distribution Cherub] task had been added to this task. Currently, he completed 1/10th of the first task that needed 10 million. There was 9/10th left to distribute. Ha!

[Wealth Distribution Cherub] was also divided into tasks. There were also points in addition to the attributes. Each task rewarded about 10 points for every 10,000 HXB distributed. But this [God of Fortune] task was next level; 10,000 HXB could only be exchanged for 1 point. The price inflated ten times!

Meng Fan looked at the 7500 points he accumulated and wanted to ask the system if he could exchange those for money!

Meng Fan couldn't find the energy to begin completing the task [God of Fortune].

He couldn't even finish task phase 1!

Plus, he didn't need the points either. If he really had 9 million to spare, anything was better than wasting it on these 1000 points.

But the 3 luck… No, no. He hadn't even begun to experience the 1 luck that he just gained. If the attribute was really magical, he would try to bust his ass and make the money then.

If there wasn't enough, he could put on his hat and go steal it… He wouldn't steal it from other people, and there wouldn't be much either. But he could steal from his own mother… Right? It wasn't stealing; it was just drawings!

Why should she get to keep it all for herself!

"Huh? Can this work with a lottery ticket?!"

Meng Fan had never bought a lottery ticket before, but he had heard of them.

The path to getting rich?

Yeah right!𝓷𝑂𝑣𝓮𝓁𝑛𝚎xt.𝕔𝞸𝗆

Everyone said that the chances of winning the double lottery of 5 million dollars were equal to being struck by lightning 18 times!

Moreover, the probability of winning a small or medium prize was also very low.

Meng Fan's reasoning was simple. Anything was easier than winning the lottery!

But now, he just wanted to test his luck. He didn't hope to win any large prizes but wanted to see if he could win any smaller ones.

He put on his clothes. He opened his phone and entered the link on Alipay. Once on, he randomly chose ten numbers and bought one of each. It wasn't like having more would help.

He then set up 10 consecutive purchases to see if he won anything.

Could luck be used up?

Of course not!

Meng Fan believed that the law of conservation was in practice here, and he believed the strange properties of metaphysics definitely fell within this category.

Since luck was included in the law of energy conservation, did this mean his luck would be worse tomorrow? No, it should mean that his luck could get better while someone else's gets worse!

Should he feel sorry for causing such bad luck and pull out?

Heh. Meng Fan already knew the answer to that!

After purchasing the ticket, Meng Fan left it alone.

It was almost 9:00, and Meng Fan decided that he should begin his stream. Like previously, he drew a chapter of each and ended the stream at 11:00. He didn't go back outside and stayed at home to work on his drawings.

After his night owl abilities increased by 1, he could endure these high-intensity manga sessions until 2:00 with no problems. With two cups of coffee, he was able to stay up until 3:00 am.

As he drew, Meng Fan realized the benefits of his 1 luck.

Nowadays, the System had awarded him with 26 drawing skills. In addition to the 1 from the universal pen and his existing skills, he was well over 30. Long before this, Meng Fan knew that his drawing skills were already supernatural as if God was holding his hand whenever he drew. Like his mother, who said that she had two paintings that had been 'graced by God's hand', Meng Fan could produce about one drawing of this level every night!

Of course, it was hard to say whether Liang Qing and Meng Fan had the same standards for being graced by God. But regardless, when an artist reached a certain level, they would be able to tell which works were done to their normal abilities and which were spiritually blessed.

With the 1 luck, Meng Fan confirmed that the times he had been graced by God's hand had increased. It wasn't often, but it was improving.

If this was in a game, it would count as a critical hit!

Waking up…

Meng Fan felt that the quality of his sleep seemed to be a bit better, but he couldn't be as sure about this feeling as he had been about his drawing skills. Was it just psychological?

He put on his tracksuit and headed downstairs. Bang! He was only a few steps away from his building when his shoulder was hit by something.

He heard the sound of something falling to the ground.

'Who the f*ck is throwing things from their unit this early in the morning!'

He looked up. It seemed that the fourth-floor window was open, and the sounds of quarreling were coming out from it.

Throwing things off the balcony and disturbing the public so early in the morning. What kind of person would do that?!

Thank God it didn't hit him on the head!

Looking down to see what he had been struck by, Meng Fan immediately found the object that was on the floor… A diamond ring?!

It was pretty big too.

Meng Fan had never bought a diamond ring before, nonetheless, wear one, but under the influence of his 1 observation skills, he could tell the diamond's weight, cut, clarity and color were all very ornate. It must have cost at least 500 to 600,000 HXB.

He must have gotten hit due to his strong presence, but the object that was thrown to him was a diamond ring worth half a million HXB. Was this the effect of the 1 luck?

"Sorry bro!"

At this time, a head appeared from the fourth-floor window and immediately retracted. Then a loud noise appeared followed by more bickering. A female voice was screaming and a male voice was roaring. Then the sound of a door opening and closing could be heard… Shortly after, a guy burst out of the unit in his Pajamas. He looked to be just over 40 and had messy hair and scratches on his face.

"Sorry sorry sorry!"

The guy saw Meng Fan got hit by the ring, but he didn't know where. Immediately, he began apologizing once he got downstairs, noticing Meng Fan was a student. He then changed the way he addressed Meng Fan to little bro. "Little bro, are you okay? Where did you get hit? Do you want to go see a doctor? I can drive you right away."

He babbled on but did not ask Meng Fan for the ring back.

Meng Fan was almost embarrassed by the amount of apologies, but he still handed the ring back even if the guy didn't mention it. "It's okay. It's just so early in the morning; if you guys want to fight, you should at least keep your windows closed."

"Thanks thanks, we'll be more careful for sure."

The middle aged man nodded. His attitude was overly positive. He glanced at the ring after receiving it.

"Alright, you should head back. It's cold in the mornings."

Meng Fan said as he jogged out of the neighborhood.

What the f*ck kind of 1 luck was that!

After running a few more steps, the absent-minded Meng Fan felt himself kick another object. The neighborhood was a clean place. How could there be rocks on a… wallet!

Meng Fan was completely convinced this time.

Picking it up, he found all kinds of ID cards as well as money inside the wallet. Who still brought cash outside in this day and age? People didn't even go to the bank anymore, okay? It was estimated that more than half of the men who carry a wallet do so because the wallet was valuable.

The one in his hands was an LV bag.

In the morning alone, he was hit by a diamond ring and found a wallet.

Was this luck?

Meng Fan didn't feel lucky at all!

This wasn't the luck Meng Fan wanted!

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Chapter 210: It's In The Bag

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If these were unowned objects, it would be considered lucky to be hit by them no matter how much they cost. But they all had owners.

He had just picked up the diamond ring when the owner came downstairs.

The wallet had an ID in it too…

Of course, even if nobody came down to retrieve it, Meng Fan still had to hand the wallet over to the police, ID or no ID.

He would really be lucky if he could trigger a task that wasn't ambiguous.

But that didn't exist!

Returning the diamond ring didn't trigger any tasks, and when he handed the wallet to the police officer, nothing happened either.

Meng Fan gave up on the idea. Based on the System's values, it was difficult to trigger such a positive task. He was uncertain what other tasks his actions would trigger instead.

Thinking of this, Meng Fan sighed again. He wasn't going to venture on the edge of danger just to test the System.

Obediently, he began to jog again.

Not long after arriving on the track, Wu Tong arrived as well.

"I thought you weren't running today." Wu Tong warmed up with Meng Fan as she asked,

"Are you nervous?"

She was obviously asking about the CGL provincial finals.

Meng Fan smiled confidently. "Nope. It's in the bag; I'm 9/10 sure."

Wu Tong looked at him seriously. "Don't be overconfident and underestimate your opponents. Even if you are 9/10th sure, you might not be steady. So you have to try your best!"

Meng Fan had no competitive experience, but he knew the story of the lion wasting its strength chasing the rabbit. He couldn't afford to lose the 1 championship honor point, and winning the provincials would get him into the national finals, which would provide 2 championship honor points.

He nodded. With a righteous look, he said, "I really am missing just a kiss." *

Wu Tong said steady (wen), which in Chinese sounds like the word kiss.

Wu Tong knew this was coming after saying the sentence, so she was more than clear as to what Meng Fan was saying. She rolled her eyes at him and began to run.

Meng Fan was numb all over from her glance. Stupidly, he smirked as he followed her onto the track.

This was venturing on the edge of danger!

How exhilarating!

Sigh. If Wu Tong followed up with a smile and an "if you catch me you can have the kiss", how good would that be…

Unfortunately for him, Wu Tong didn't utter these words their entire run.

Even if she had said so, Meng Fan couldn't catch up to her anyway.

Unless she went easy on him!

After running, the two stretched and chatted as usual. They not only discussed his provincial competition but Su Qing Cen's concert tonight too. Wu Tong was busy in the evening, as she had to fly to Beijing after watching Meng Fan compete to enter a Chinese painting exchange event. Wu Tong ended up giving away her ticket to Qu Jing Jing, so she could go with Wei Zhi Xue and the others.

Aside from these events, the two would occasionally joke and even fight and bicker, Meng Fan being the one who bickered the most. Wu Tong, of course, was responsible for the fight.

It seemed like she made a habit out of shoving Meng Fan to the ground. Later, she took several chances while they were stretching to push him while he was unbalanced.

Today was no different.

Only the result was a bit different from the other days.

Wu Tong's sudden push didn't push Meng Fan to the ground. Instead, she herself became unstable due to the excitement of her sneak attack and began to fall over.

She didn't land on the ground but on Meng Fan.

Meng Fan's entire body was stiff!

Luck 1!

This was the kind of luck Meng Fan was dreaming about!

Was it just luck? No, it was happiness!

Although Wu Tong stood up very fast and they were only in contact for a short while and although there was no substantial physical contact… Meng Fan was overjoyed!

It was slightly past 9 When Meng Fan and his group entered the venue for the provincial finals.

There were a lot of people in his group, and it attracted a lot of attention.

Meng Fan was a man with a strong sense of presence and was the crowd favorite to win the provincial finals. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the mall, a microphone and camera were hovering over him.

Wu Tong, Wei Zhi Xue, Wang Ya Nan, the other girls from the academy including the four girls in the maid army were all very good looking, and when standing next to each other, they were hard to not notice.

As for Zhang Zhou Wei and the others standing to the side… Nobody noticed them.

Meng Fan walking from the entrance of the mall to the arcade was like filming a movie.

"He's so high profile!"

When Meng Fan arrived at the arcade, he greeted Da Fei and the others who had already arrived and hurried to the rest area. Before leaving, he left his phone. He had to be lowkey, but this event had to be streamed.

The provincial finals began at 9:00 am.

There weren't many players participating in the provincial finals, even fewer than the city qualifiers. Like the singles tournaments, there was only 1 advancement spot for each of the 11 prefectures in the Zhejiang province. That was, only 11 players were able to enter the singles' provincial finals.

The routine for the provincial finals was different from the city qualifiers. It was simple. There were two rounds, with the top-six coming from the first round and the second round deciding the championship.

There was only one spot for the national finals reserved for the provincial champion.

Aside from the singles, there were also doubles and mixed doubles, plus an added category for teams. Because of this, the schedule for the tournament was relatively compact.

The first to begin was the mixed doubles category, where 11 groups attended.

Following right after was round one for teams. There were only six teams that had entered, so the first round would determine the top 3 teams.𝓷𝑂𝑣𝓮𝓁𝑛𝚎xt.𝕔𝞸𝗆

Then, it was the doubles. The singles rounds would come last.

Without question, the singles category had always been the most anticipated match. Not to mention, Meng Fan, who was attending it, was also a world record holder.

They would score three times in the first round, and the combined score would be their final.

"Iron hero is invincible!"

As soon as Meng Fan appeared on the court, screams and cheering appeared in the audience. It wasn't just the maid army who had been cheering him on, Wu Tong and the other girls were shouting too. Zhang Zhou Wei, Da Fei, and the other guys were also screaming vigorously. In addition, there were other audience members joining in on the commotion too.

It was as if everyone had been waiting for this moment. They had stood up as soon as Meng Fan entered the court. They weren't rowdy enough to overturn the rough, but they did indeed cause some serious trauma to the other players.

As a contestant, they were all aware of Meng Fan. They all researched his competition videos and watched his practice yesterday as well.

They were aware of Meng Fan's nickname too and of his maid army. But the question was, how did they expand?

There were several superstar players in basketball, but there were none in arcade basketball.

This kind of treatment was no different from a superstar and his fans!

They had to defeat him!

The kings from these 10 cities formed an alliance without another word.

It was just that it was an individual competition, so they had no way to target him.

Maybe…

Suddenly, a scene appeared in their minds. 'Sorry, I was bullsh*tting you!'

After the first throw of round 1, the kings of the 10 cities heard the exclamation from the audience and all looked toward Meng Fan's machine. Seeing his score, they all went cold.

841!

This was a new world record, just 1 point higher than the last!

Were his hands on fire?!

He broke his own world record in the first round!

This was just mean to the other players!

And why did he only raise it by 1 point?

A coincidence? Or… Did he do it on purpose?

Could this f*cking be done on purpose?

Very soon, after the first round's second throw, they had the answer.

It could!

Chapter 211: Six Time World Record Breaker

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"A new world record!"

The MC was the same one from last time. Seeing Meng Fan give the competition another surprise, in the beginning, he was very excited to the point where his voice almost cracked. "Meng Fan has once again refreshed the world record he created! 841 points, he beat his old record by a whole 1 point!"

A whole…1 point…is this guy for real?!

Nobody in the audience had given his statement a second thought, but the fickle netizens on Meng Fan's stream were much harder to please.

Of course, they were also very excited, much like the live audience.

Soon, the second turn of the first round was about to begin.

Turn end.

Now, all eyes from the audience were on Meng Fan's machine. Even the gaze of the ten city kings also swarmed to Meng Fan's machine as soon as they finished scoring to see his final score.

842 points!

It exceeded his score by another whole 1 point!

"He refreshed it again, he did it again!"

The excited voice of the MC was heard again. "Meng Fan has once again broke the world record, this is his third time breaking it, and the second time he beat himself! This time, he has raised the world record again by one point!"

The third turn of the first round finished…843 points!

The MC could feel the corners of his mouth twitching. Before he could speak, the live audience all shouted in unison, "Meng Fan has once again raised the world record by a full point!"

The ten city's kings were all dumbfounded.

"He's doing this on purpose!"

"Increasing the world record by 1 point at a time!"

"What kind of a monster was he?!"

"He was the f*cking Sergey Bubka of arcade basketball!"

"Meng, Sergey Bubka Fan?"

"Meng Sergey Bubka, FAN!*"

Fan is synonymous with annoying

In his sports career, Bubka broke the world record of men's pole vaulting 35 times. Each time, he only raised his record by 1 meter, earning himself the title of [Mr. 1 cm].

Meng Fan only raised his record by 1 point too!

The most important thing was that basketball points were not scored by individual points, but separated into two-pointers and three-pointers. What did this mean?

It meant that Meng Fan had calculated the exact score and controlled it to the exact number. It meant he had a lot of power left to show.

Wasn't that terrifying?

No, to them, the most terrifying thing was how good this player was at math!

He had to calculate how many two-pointers and three-pointers he had to throw to make his score increase by just one point.

Was Meng Fan this good at calculating?

Of course not.

He was just lucky.

Once he entered the last 20 seconds of the fourth level when he began to suppress his score, he would score three points continuously to increase his score by one point. All he needed to control was throwing one less or one more.

Is this luck believable?

The first round of the provincial finals for singles ended like this. It ended in an incredible, but in a very simple yet violent way. Meng Fan naturally advanced to the second round with the top score. As for the others… Nobody else cared about them except for those who also advanced.

Because of Meng Fan's demon-like playstyle as he refreshed the world record, the other ten city kings were not in a good state and scored much lower than usual.

They all had a feeling too since it was pretty obvious that Meng Fan wasn't going to screw around like this in the second round. They all had nothing to do with the provincial championship, as Meng Fan already had first place on lockdown.𝓷𝑂𝑣𝓮𝓁𝑛𝚎xt.𝕔𝞸𝗆

Unless his arm broke. Or more accurately, both his arms broke. Otherwise, there would be no accidents.

The difference in skill was too big!

He would probably still be this good at the national finals, let alone the provincials!

He was a living demon!

And Meng Fan did not disappoint either. In the third turn of the first round of singles that began at 3:00 pm, Meng Fan continued to break his own record with each turn. However, it was different in these three turns as he'd increased 1 with each, but on the third turn, his 1 luck didn't trigger, increasing his score by 2 instead.

When it ended, the new world record for the seven-ball arcade shooting was 848 points!

The MC gradually became less passionate as the afternoon progressed. The audience at the scene was also feeling a little numb, but different from the kind of numbness one normally experienced. At least they were still able to roll their eyes, and only erupt in amazement when Meng Fan increased his record by 2 points.

Even gods could make mistakes!

The atmosphere at the scene became very interesting.

Of course, when he announced that Meng Fan was the champion of the Zhejiang province finals, his voice became passionate once again, while the audience at the scene also provided him with a warm applause and hoarse screams.

Regardless if Meng Fan was annoying or not, they couldn't help but admit he was pretty badass.

Based on the MC, Meng Fan had already finished the main contest, and had absolute dominance in arcade shooting!

One game, six turns, and six broken world records!

"It wasn't just dominant power, he's simply an overlord! The only self-respecting, voice of the world, the one who was willing to give, with the arrogance of heroes, with a vision, uniqueness, and invincibility… In short, he's a god, an arcade basketball god!"

The MC at the scene was prepared to blow the roof.

"Ding!"

Meng Fan received an alert, receiving a 1 championship honor point.

The singles tournament was the same as before being the last one to commence. Hence once the rounds ended, the organizers could begin the awards ceremony and group photos.

"Thanks, thanks."

Meng Fan received the provincial final award medal and his prize. This included a cash prize of 20,000 HXB, and some jerseys, sneakers, and sponsored goods.

Meng Fan shook hands with the organizers. Afterward, he also greeted the second and third place winners, maintaining a polite attitude towards everyone.

"Meng Fan, can I ask you how you're feeling right now?"

"What do you want to say about the upcoming national finals in December?"

"Can I ask, do you always break world records in such a unique way?"

"How much of your abilities you're still hiding at present?"

"Once you attend the national finals, will you continue to break the world record?"

"Meng host, does Su Qing Cen know of your attendance in this competition? Is she cheering for you as well?"

"Meng boss, I heard you are to be a special guest at Su Qing Cen's concert, will you be performing sand art?"

After the awards ceremony, the long-awaited reporters began to rush up.

There were several media outlets from Hangzhou, and even more this time at the provincial finals. Some of them had come to see the world record holder, but they didn't expect to run into six more world records!

Among the media members, there were also entertainment reporters in addition to sports and social categories!

Between the microphones that were stuck in his face, Meng Fan was immediately able to spot the sign from CCTV 5. The treatment for the provincial finals was much better than the regional competitions. CCTV 5 had sent reporters; perhaps because of the world record holder.

Last time, he'd made the channel even though there was no reporters present. This time, it should be smooth sailing!

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Chapter 212: Employment Response

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"He could be considered the first superstar player in arcade basketball, right?"

Several of the responsible organizers gathered together to see the microphones piled in front of Meng Fan. This interesting scene made them all even emotional and even touched some of them.

There were many famous players in arcade basketball, but they were only known within the circle. Outside the sport, nobody knew of them.𝓷𝑂𝑣𝓮𝓁𝑛𝚎xt.𝕔𝞸𝗆

Meng Fan was different.

In addition to his god-like shooting skills that allowed him to break the world record six times, he was also a streamer, a manga artist, and a sand artist who performed at the 11/11 gala. Although he wasn't very famous, at least he was known by people outside the industry!

They were all aware of Meng Fan, for they had watched all his performances in addition to his basketball videos. Calculating it, they couldn't help but admit Meng Fan's impact on the marketing and promotional elements of arcade basketball was the equivalent of a city tournament, and maybe even a provincial one!

As for his other identities… Well, it just made the halo on his status as a world record breaker glow even brighter!

The manager of the arcade would completely agree.

"Since he came to our arcade for the Hangzhou tournament, our arcade machines have not rested for a moment. It's become the most popular game at our arcade."

There was no need for him to clarify why this was occurring.

"This time around, there are so many journalists! I even got someone to invite journalists from CCTV 5! Today's promotional materials from the provincial finals are enough to last us the rest of the year!"

One of the organizers stroked his bald head, feeling quite pleased with himself. He spoke to the person next to him, "I think this type of machine used for the competition can be endorsed by Meng Fan! And we can even film the commercial in sand art style!"

"This could work!"

"Let's go!"

Meng Fan, who was surrounded by a group of reporters noticed Wu Tong speaking to him, which he definitely couldn't hear, but he could guess what she was saying judging by the form of her lips. Wu Tong then smiled and pointed at her phone, then pointed at Meng Fan before turning to leave.

Wu Tong wasn't very interested in arcade basketball; she had come specifically for Meng Fan. Since he was done and had won the championship as well, she was off to catch her flight. Her professor Hu Hang, had already messaged her, telling her to arrive earlier at the airport.

Meng Fan knew Wu Tong had to catch her flight to Beijing, but it was impossible for him to escape the hoard of journalists.

Should he wear the hat?

If the journalists and the audience suddenly forgot about Meng fan's presence and began asking where and who the champion was…It's too scary!

He finally ended the interviews and picked up his own phone, exiting out of the stream to read the messages of Wu Tong. Her messages were simple: she was off to catch her flight, and she would watch him during the concert and stay in contact.

"Have a safe trip, let me know when you land."

Meng Fan responded and returned to the stream again, chatting with the netizens before logging off stream.

Today, he streamed once in the morning and once in the afternoon. Since it was a competition, and one that continuously broke the world record, the number of viewers was quite high. His stream had been recommended by 8th Station too, and Su Qing Cen and Bai Zhi had shared several links on Weibo in support of Meng Fan as well. At its peak, he had reached one million viewers, and the number of total views combined had exceeded four million.

Presently, his total number of viewers for the stream was about to reach 80 million!

Indeed, the 11/11 gala brought a lot of traffic to his stream. If this progress were to continue, he could reach 100 million before the next concert!

Meng Fan waved his hand boldly at Zhang Zhou Wei and the others and said, "Let's go get some dinner!"

"It's only 4:00 pm, my guy…"

"But I'm hungry! Let's go, let's go!"

Meng Fan dragged them and headed to a hotpot store on the fifth floor. There weren't many people at this hour, so the dozen of them could sit freely.

Zhang Zhou Wei and the other three roommates made up of six people total, plus the 4 girls from the maid army and Da Fei, the Pink Hat guy, Pao, and Pao's female friends. Meng Fan had invited some classmates as well, so the total headcount was almost twenty.

He was very hungry though and began eating immediately.

"Iron god."

The organizer with a balding head walked into the restaurant Meng Fan was eating at with a big smile on his face. The nickname, "Iron God" had become the norm among the players in the arcade basketball circle.

The organizer smiled. "On behalf of the official CGL basketball tournament, I would like to speak to you. Can we speak somewhere?"

Meng Fan suppressed the annoyance that was emerging on his face as he nodded, and stood up to talk to the organizer in a corner.

"Endorsement? Commercial?"

After Meng Fan understood the words of the organizer, he responded after thinking for a moment. "I don't know if I have the time or not. If the filming location is in Hangzhou and the time is short, I could consider it."

"I can't tell you these specifics at the moment. To be honest, it was a decision we made on the spot. How about this, let's exchange contact information and discuss it later."

The organizer knew Meng Fan was attending a concert tonight, and since he was surrounded by his friends, he felt that it was inappropriate to hog too much of his time.

"Okay."

Meng Fan and the organizer exchanged contact info, then returned to eating.

If he was still working on the [Wealth Distribution Cherub] task, he would definitely accept the offer. But it didn't matter now. Since it was relevant to arcade basketball, he was still willing to accept it if it was appropriate, regardless of the pay. Most importantly, he felt that he'd gained a lot from arcade basketball, so he might as well do what he can, while he can.

Zhang Zhou Wei and the others weren't hungry, but seeing Meng Fan happily wolf down his food, they too began to eat. It was almost 5:30 pm, anyways.

"Uhm, you guys eat first, I'm going to head to Huanglong now."

Meng Fan looked at the time and stood up. "You guys can join once you're done eating."

He turned to leave.

All twenty people present had received tickets and were attending the concert.

Even the three girls that came with Pao had received a ticket from Da Fei and two from Meng Fan.

Meng Fan had prepared tickets for the four girls from the maid army long ago since he didn't see them often, and he was sure he'd see them today.

Wu Tong wasn't going, so she had given her ticket to Qu Jing Jing. Of course, Meng Fan couldn't tell her he had "prepared it long ago".

He was greeted the entire way out of the mall. He took a cab to Huanglong Stadium, driving through an array of green lights along the way.

After playing with his phone, Meng Fan was just in time to see an email notification from a "Director Charlie". He immediately clicked it.

This was the most well-known dubbing director from his voice dub group!

Could it be his previous applications finally warranted a response?

He opened the email and was stunned.

"Are you the brother that got hit by the diamond ring earlier today?"

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Chapter 213: Luck Can Come Late or Early

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Seeing the brief email, Meng Fan immediately envisioned the middle-aged man with fading hair and a noticeable scratch on his face.

"It can't be?!"

The guy he met this morning was the remarkable director Charlie?!

Meng Fan hurriedly searched up this Director Charlie. It sounded like a very western name, but his last name was Cha and his name was Li. He was from Yuanhua, Haining, Zhejiang province, and shared a name with Chaliang Yong, Chaliang Zheng, and other similarly named figures from the same region.

There were photos too. Although the photos showed him with denser hair, the features were more or less the same.

What a coincidence!

Being hit by the diamond ring wasn't the kind of luck Meng Fan wanted, but what happened after definitely was.

This 1 luck was delayed.

"Yes."

Meng Fan's response was a brief one as well.

Shortly after, he received a Wechat contact request.

Approved.

"Hello, director Charlie."

Director Charlie responded with a heartwarming voice message. "Hello, hello. Hahaha, what a coincidence?! I just saw some news regarding you during an arcade basketball tournament, and I recognized you immediately. Thinking about it, your name was familiar, so I looked through the applications my assistant organized and really found your name."

"My assistant showed me your application before, and I added it to my file since it was pretty promising. Oh right, you're already a world record holder and planning to attend a concert. Are you still interested in dubbing?"

Meng Fan responded immediately, "Of course, drawing and dubbing manga are my dream!"

"Then let's schedule a time to meet up tomorrow and chat?"

"Okay."

Meng Fan didn't think he would hear a response from his dubbing applications because of a diamond ring. He was in a wondrous mood as he headed backstage through the employee package.

"Congratulations!"

"Congrats man!"𝑛𝚘𝑣ℯ𝑙𝒏𝞮xt.𝔠𝔬𝐌

"Badass!"

Several people on the backstage had been informed of Meng Fan's results that afternoon, and seeing him approach, half of them had congratulated him while the other half teased him. Although Meng Fan wasn't too familiar with them, he had a good temper and was very likable, and would always bring food or call take out, so the employees were all welcoming of him.

"You really are a badass!"

Su Qing Cen was already in makeup, and once her designated hairdresser finished her first hairdo, he immediately snatched Meng Fan on Su Qing Cen's command and began working on him.

"Just something casual is fine, it doesn't have to be very crazy."

Meng Fan's hair wasn't long, and his hairstyle was average as well. The hairdresser gave him some pictures, saying these were suitable for Meng Fan. Meng Fan immediately rejected these. They all required his hair to be cut, which was fine for a stage performance, but would be too excessive in normal life.

Would they trim it again after the performance? His hair was too short to stand such procedures.

He settled on a hairstyle, did some simple makeup, and tried on the costume he had selected beforehand. If there was anything wrong, there was still time to fix it.

Hangzhou was the second stop for Su Qing Cen's concert. The first stop already started with a bang in Shanghai, and she'd been preparing for a long time for this second performance. However, the scale was much smaller, since it wasn't inside a gymnasium, but a stadium instead. At most, it would fit 20,000 people.

Why couldn't she just host it at the Huanglong Gymnasium?

She could, but her company and the crew were afraid it wouldn't fill up. They felt it was better to stay on the safe side. It was impossible for each concert to have an audience of 50,000 people; even the most famous celebrities can't perform in a gymnasium for every concert stop. For a normal tour, it was already incredible to perform in two or three gymnasiums for 50,000 people!

For a popular celebrity like Su Qing Cen, it was rare that she would host a concert. Normally, she hosted fan meets, fan clubs, and small scale concerts, such as birthdays.

The box office sales were the biggest pressure. Although these idols all had a huge fanbase, there weren't many who could actually attend a concert. 8000-1000 is a normal number, but it was hard to say if they could reach 30,000-50,000 viewers for each concert. If they didn't fill up a venue, it would be detrimental to their reputation.

Another main reason is that they did not have that much original music.

A large scale concert took at least three to four hours, which meant you needed at least thirty or so presentable songs. This was a large amount for an idol singer.

Su Qing Cen was a bit different from other idol singers tho. One, she had a much better live performance, and two, she had a lot of songs. Since her debut, the other idol singers only released EPs, but she had released five albums and five EPs. Among these, there were several top hits too.

Su Qing Cen was an idol singer that could still be popular even if she wasn't in the idol industry. The reason was simple. If you asked a random stranger what popular songs an idol singer had, they would be stunned. They might have an impression, but it was not deep, nonetheless who sang it. But if you asked a passerby what songs Su Qing Cen had, most people would be able to hum a song or two.

This was the main reason Su Qing Cen dared to go on tour.

The concert began at 7:30 pm, so the entire stadium had been filled to the brim by 7:00 pm.

Naturally, Su Qing Cen's fans were willing to buy tickets to see her, but unlike other idol singers, there weren't many idol fans present. These fans probably took up a quarter of the seats, while the other three quarters were all passerby fans.

What is a passerby fan? Basically, they were the fans who thought Su Qing Cen was good at dancing and singing and came to experience the concert. If they didn't like it, they could just stop listening to her, for they were never in her fan club, to begin with. The hobby of chasing idols was like a flavoring agent in life, it accounts for a small portion, and doesn't affect life as a whole at all.

It was hard to commence a 10,000 person concert with just diehard fans alone.

The concert began at 7:30 sharp with the song, "Fairy".

After the 11/11 gala, the song "Fairy" had blown up overnight. It was one of the most anticipated songs at the concert.

This time, it was once again accompanied by a sand art performance, but there was a big difference from last time. Because it had been streamed, their performance had been filmed in the air, using different angles and a bird's-eye views. This time, the visual stimulus and effects were prepared for the live audience instead. The projection on the stage ground was removed, and replaced with a movable background projection.

The final result was quite spectacular, especially when viewed from the audience.

The opening show was perfect!

Meng Fan harvested 32 lethality points and went backstage to rest. He also received countless applause and screams from the audience. Most of them had seen their "Fairy" performance during the 11/11 gala and knew of Meng Fan's identity. To them, it didn't matter who he was; all that mattered was that he was a fan of Su Qing Cen.

Long ago during her concert in Shanghai, many fans learned that Meng Fan was a fan of Su Qing Cen. At the time, Meng Fan wasn't even a known streamer.

If a certain celebrity was a fan of Su Qing Cen, they would at most brush it off with a "Shan Jin bro is so badass", but to Meng Fan, they had a wondrous resonance.

Hence, Meng Fan had a special place in the heart of Su Qing Cen's fans during this concert.

"Huh?"

After stepping down to check his lethality score, he also noticed that the [News Figure] stats for task phase 2 had increased by 1.

"The sports news is being broadcasted tomorrow morning; is there another state-level media covering me?"

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Chapter 214: After The Concert

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Meng fan curiously searched for the article on his phone to no avail. He then switched to the live stream assistant and continued to search.

He knew to add the related words like CLG, basketball, Meng Fan, world record, etc, but most of the news he could find were only from Hangzhou or Zhejiang news outlets, most of them being from Weibo or other social platforms.

Weibo was a large platform, but it was still local, no matter how many reports there were. He exhausted all the media reports from the local news.

Found it!

"Sports News" was to be broadcasted on CCTV 5 at 18:00 sharp had reported on Meng Fan at about seven minutes in. The content of the report was regarding Meng Fan making six shots and breaking six world records. The focus of the report was on Meng Fan, so the details of the tournament had come second.

When a competition breaks six world records, channel 5 was not going to let go of such news, even if arcade basketball had such a small audience.

The time of the report was also doubled compared to last time on "Fast Sports", where it aired a 15-second clip of arcade basketball shooting, which was considered rare.

Of course, the competition was exciting to watch. Rapid speed shooting, plus each ball scored!

"Maybe tomorrow mornings, "Fast Sports" news will broadcast it again."

Meng Fan felt that it was very likely he'd be reported on by this show, for the channel had mentioned they would pay attention to the follow-up matches and even cheer for Meng Fan. Now that he was also a six-time world record breaker, Meng Fan had handed them quality reporting content on a silver platter. Presumably, they were happy to report it.

He didn't expect he'd be mentioned in "Sports News" that evening.

If they could mention him again the next day, then that would be ideal. It would live up to Meng Fan's six-time world record holder since his whole purpose was to create a ruckus for these large media outlets to report on him to complete task phase 2 of [News Figure].

"Huh?"

After finishing his duet with Su Qing Cen and going backstage, Meng Fan saw another 1 points in [News Figure] task phase 2 in addition to his 25 lethality!

"Huh? What's going on?!"

Meng Fan used his live stream assistant to perform a search and was genuinely surprised. It wasn't channel 5 that was reporting, but CCTV 3, the news channel, that had broadcasted a program at 20:00 pm. The program covered a variety of news, including sports, but it did not cover many categories. He didn't think the CGL tournament could make it onto this show!

Was this the result of 1 luck? Or because breaking six world records was a newsworthy feat, even if the sport was very niche?

Meng Fan could not make sense of this.

Overall, he was already very satisfied to be reported on by two national-level TV agencies.

The rewards for the achievement task [News Figure] were very lucrative. Counting the rewards from all three tasks, plus the attributes that came with the title, he'd gain validation 16, charm 16.

Task phase 1 had been very easy to complete, but task phases 2 and 3 would be much harder since they required national and internationally renowned media agencies to report on him. This task wasn't impossible, but it would be very difficult and would take very long.

So when Meng Fan completed task phase 1, he had harbored a go with the flow attitude towards the second phase, not even thinking about task phase 3.

If he can't complete a task and receive the title in a short period of time, it wasn't likely Meng Fan was going to be very dedicated towards completing that task, since it was hard to find a reason to be.

Hence, he was happy with what he got at the moment and did not dare ask for more.

Did he long for the charm attribute?

He did, but this task was too hard!

The concert ended at 11:00 and could be said to have gone very successfully. The quality of the concert was much better than the first as well.

"Whew —"

Once backstage, Su Qing Cen let out a long sigh, then flopped down on the couch. Her face was riddled with the happiness and excitement from their successful performance, but she was completely burnt out.

The staff had come in to help Su Qing Cen undress… But they stopped immediately after reaching out their hands. Meng Fan was still here!

Seeing this, Meng Fan hurried outside.

"Thanks for your hard work Meng Boss!"

At the door, Meng Fan ran into Su Qing Cen's manager, Hu Yi Jing. Smiling, she continued, "You rest for now, but you have to come to the celebration party later."

After Meng Fan left, he gave Zhang Zhou Wei a call to ask where they were. As soon as they left the stadium, Zhang Zhou Wei and the others had made plans to go to karaoke.

Did he not sing enough during all those sing-alongs?

"Are you coming?"

"Alright, I'll be there right away."

Meng Fan had originally called them to go back together. Last time at Bai Zhi's celebration dinner, everyone had been drinking alcohol too fervently. This time, Su Qing Cen's drinking habit would probably be even worse, since there were more people.

Although he had heard about the 11/11 gala during a celebration dinner, it wasn't likely he'd hear the information he wanted every time. If there was any news, he must have heard it already in the last couple of events.

When Zhang Zhou Wei said they were going to karaoke, Meng Fan felt it would be much more fun than getting drunk at the celebration dinner. Before, he had bothered them endlessly to complete the [Mic Hog] task, so he had no reason to refuse.

In ten minutes, the hoard of people had curtly cleared their way to a KTV nearby. They booked a large private room that was big enough for 20 people to sit without feeling squished.

Although everyone was happy to let Meng Fan hog the mic this time, Meng Fan only sang the "opening song", "Leaving the earth's surface" and setting the mood before handing the mic off to someone else.

Shortly after this, Meng Fan felt he should just compliantly be a mic hog; otherwise, he would get stupidly drunk. Everyone had been eyeing Meng Fan to drink, even the "servant" girls who usually protected Meng Fan were taking turns downing shots. Pao and his female friends were even more brutal. Meng Fan had experienced this before, and was careful to engage in "war with them", but he could only hide for so long before they came looking for him!

During the process, Meng Fan received a call from Hu Yi Jing. He told her truthfully that he'd gone off to KTV with some friends who had come to see the concert.𝑛𝚘𝑣ℯ𝑙𝒏𝞮xt.𝔠𝔬𝐌

Time went by fast as they were talking, laughing, joking, drinking, and the clock ringing 1:00 am, seemingly fast in no time. At around 1:30 am, at least five people out of the group of 20 were drunk.

"Let's go let's go!"

After singing the last song, the group left the KTV draped over one another.

"Huh?"

Meng Fan felt the wind and suddenly was awake. He told Da Fei and the others to take a cab first, then asked his remaining classmates, "Where are you guys going?"

They weren't getting into the school at this hour!

Zhang Zhou Wei who was way too drunk to function and slung over Wang Ya Nan in a hazy state screamed his response without opening his squinted eyes, "I'm a good baby, I want to go back to school!"

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Chapter 215: Restoring Ancient Paintings at the Forbidden City

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Return to the school?

Meng Fan looked towards Zhang Zhou Wei. 'Is this what it's like to be drunk?'

The brazen mouth really lived up to his name. Normally he always asked for what he wanted, but during such crucial times, he was overcome by his scaredy-cat instinct!

"We can't go back to school for sure."

Meng Fan ignored Zhang Zhou Wei and continued, "These guys are pretty done… How about this, let's find a place nearby… The hotel across the street! Let's book a few rooms and tough out one night. How about it?"

Aside from Zhang Zhou Wei who wanted to go back, the others had no objection.

If they couldn't return to school, they could only go to a hotel. Normally, they'd be okay just going to an internet cafe, but this time, there were a few drunk people in addition to girls.

They crossed the road to the hotel across the street that looked to be of a high standard and asked the front desk to open a few rooms. How awkward. Because of Su Qing Cen's concert, the hotel has been booked full.

The front desk smiled. "Hello, our hotel only has a deluxe room and a suite left."

The crew glanced at the prices for a deluxe room and a suite and immediately retreated in their steps. Even if there were discounts for booking early in the morning, it was not a cheap price.

"Let's try a different hotel."

"Screw it, it'll be the same price at other places too. I can't carry these guys any longer."

Meng Fan asked the front desk how big the suites were, and if they could all fit inside one. After all, it would include a large living room in addition to the master bedroom. The girls would sleep in the bedroom and the guys would get the living room. It was good enough for one night.

"Okay!"

Meng Fan thought about it and told the front desk, "One deluxe room, and two suites please."

The front desk was stunned, and so was Wang Ya Nan and the others.

Meng Fan's thoughts were simple. Since they could only pick a suite, they might as well enjoy it. If one was too cramped, two should be enough for everyone to enjoy themselves.

As for the deluxe room, Meng Fan wanted Wang Ya Nan to better take care of Zhang Zhou Wei, who was completely blacked out at this point.

"Ya Nan, we can't deal with this drunk tard. We'll leave it to you."𝑛𝚘𝑣ℯ𝑙𝒏𝞮xt.𝔠𝔬𝐌

Meng Fan threw Zhang Zhou Wei on the big bed in the deluxe room and turned to leave, leaving Wang Ya Nan stomping the floor in anger, her face flushed red.

"I'm a good baby, I want to go back to school!"

Zhang Zhou Wei was livid, wobbling back and forth on the bed. When Wang Ya Nan went to help him, Zhang Zhou Wei with the slip of his foot dragged Wang Ya Nan onto the floor with him. The floor was covered in carpet, so soft, so warm…

"Wow!"

"Ah!"

The girls, who had been burnt out were immediately revitalized when they saw the suite.

They were all from decent families, but they were still young, and this was their first time living in a fancy hotel suite like this. The excitement was high in their rooms.

After dumping Zhang Zhou Wei with Wang Ya Nan, he left the hotel. He didn't head upstairs to join the others, nor did he care how the nine remaining people would split the rooms… Ten minutes later, Meng Fan, who had already hailed a cab turned back on his steps and took with him Chen Da Qiang and Xing Ta Ge who had been "kicked out" back to his apartment.

Although they had both brought their girlfriends, it was too inconvenient to do anything in that kind of atmosphere. The girls had gone crazy seeing the oversized bathroom and the jacuzzi bathtub and were eager to undress and jump in. No way they'd let two dudes freely walk about the room.

The chances of making this group of girls walk around conservatively in such a suite for the night was non-existent.

After "kicking out" the two guys, they could let themselves go. It was almost too liberating!

There was no way they were going to bed. They had to use all the services provided with the suite!

"You guys can pick your rooms. The toiletries are brand new."

Meng Fan went upstairs to shower in his own bathroom before coming back down. Chen Da Qiang and Xing Ta Ge were already showered and huddled together watching anime in the living room.

"Wow, you guys finished fast. Did you shower together?"

Meng Fan trolled them a bit, before asking if they were hungry. He went to see if there was any food in the fridge, then asked Chen Da Qiang to go deal with it.

It turns out that people who had a talent for finding food wasn't necessarily good at making food…Xing Ta Ge and Meng Fan stared at the pot of instant noodles and both decided to go to bed hungry.

The next day on his morning run, Meng Fan was cautious and wore his hat to avoid being hit by another random object. Even if it was lucky in the end, he had to suffer external pain during the process. Yesterday morning he had gotten lucky and been hit on the sweatband, centimeters away from a large bruise on his forehead.

It was as if the effects of 1 luck had been shut off, for Meng Fan ran 10 kilometers at the school without anything happening. What was out of the ordinary was just some casual greetings from classmates calling him badass. Oh, and Wu Tong was in Beijing. Today's run was a lonely one.

Returning home, Xing Ta Ge was still in bed, while Chen Da Qiang was well awake. He was more or less bothered by the bowl of instant noodles last night and woke up early to make breakfast to prove he was a good cook. The result…Thankfully, Meng Fan brought breakfast back with him.

The sun came out after they were done with their breakfast.

On November 19th, it was already ten days past winter. Meng Fan couldn't feel much change on his morning run due to the temperature adjustment function of his sportswear, but after showering, eating breakfast, and basking in the sun, Meng Fan began to feel the warmth of winter approaching.

"Morning, how's the weather over there?"

"Sunny, but can't see the sun."

Meng Fan broke into a big smile and took a selfie to send to Wu Tong. "Do you think my warm smile can break Beijing's smog?"

"This is too much for my eyes, hahaha!"

"What are your plans for today?"

"In the morning I'm attending a class at the Chinese Painting Department at the Central Art Academy, and going to a joint exhibition by their professors in the afternoon. In the next two days, I'll be at the Central Art Academy, and if all goes well, I'll be at the palace museum the day after tomorrow to watch the restoration of ancient paintings. Then I might be able to partake in some of the restorations since that kind of painting is my specialty and the focus of this trip."

Meng Fan could feel Wu Tong's excitement since Wu Tong had always expressed her interest in restoring paintings at the palace museum.

After watching "Master in Forbidden City", she was already going to "Restore paintings in the Forbidden City". Not only was she able to get in, but she'd also have a chance to try it herself too!

They chatted for a while and ended the conversation when Wu Tong left to listen in on her classes and Meng Fan began to work on his manga.

Shortly after, Meng Fan saw the progress for task phase 2 of [News Figure] increased by another point, confirming his appearance on "Fast track Sports".

At about 10:00 o'clock, Chen Da Qiang (who went back to take a nap after breakfast) and Xing Ta Ge had just woken up. He had received a call from Wei Zhi Xue, saying they were taking the morning off to enjoy the breakfast and lunch service provided by the hotel suite.

Conveniently, Su Qing Cen's call also came at this time, saying Meng Fan missed the celebration dinner so she wanted to treat him to lunch.

Chen Da Qiang. Who was just about to head out and find food paused in his steps. Xing Ta Ge also looked towards Meng Fan.

Meng Fan could only say, "Uhm, I'm with my two roommates and we were hunting for lunch. Can I bring them too?"

"Of course!"

"YES!"

Chen Da Qiang and Xing Ta Ge danced around in place with their eyes closed. Was there anything more exciting?!

There was, of course.

For example, taking photos and sharing a meal with your goddess, and having her personally ask you what you liked to eat and if there was enough food… It's too much!

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Chapter 216: Studio Bug

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After eating, Chen Da Qiang and Xing Ta Ge, who've been converted by Meng Fan into fans of Su Qin Cen had become brain dead fans.

"Shan Jin bro, you look so much better in person than on-screen!"

"How can a human have such nice skin?!"

"Pay attention to your wording, is she a human? She's a goddess!"

"Right right right! How can a mortal have such nice skin, such an elegant posture, and such a beautiful smile!"

"Shan Jin bro is so famous, how can she even interact with mortals?!"

Meng Fan listened to the two rattles about Su Qing Cen after she left like those two little girls. He was speechless. Do you know why she's approaching you, mortals? Do you really not have any f*cking clue?

"I'm going to the cultural park with Da Qiang, how about you?"

"Hold up, I'll grab the car and drop you guys off."

Xing Ta Ge had parked his car at the Huanglong Stadium last night, so he drove over to drop the two off at the cultural park and hurriedly took off.

Meng Fan was a shareholder for Da Mei studios, Zhang Zhou Wei helped out often because of Wang Ya Nan, and Chen Da Qiang who had been stationed here to help Meng Fan in post-production. Xing Ta Ge felt lonely in the dormitory by himself, and couldn't be dragged under as well.

"Meng boss, you had time to come around today?"

Qin Jiao naturally wouldn't be at the studio everyday, since the daily operations of the studio at present were being managed by a graduate student and Wang Ya Nan.

This senior's name was Yan Xi Xi, a girl who graduated three years ago. She was a bit different from the other members of the studio, as she had been invited by Qin Jiao. She was already a well-known illustrator in the industry, the kind who could make a decent living without joining Da Mei studio.

Because of her good relationship with Qin Jiao and her own interests in starting a studio, she'd agreed to help out. She also wanted to gain some experience in management as well.

"I'm meeting someone at the cultural park so I came by to check on the work."

Meng Fan happily asked about the studio's recent work. It was mainly focused on how many illustration and manga post-production commissions they'd received since these were the two 'big projects' of the studio.

He talked for a while until his milk tea and coffee arrived, and talked a bit more afterward before leaving the studio after checking the time.

The person he was meeting today was, of course, director Charlie, and Charlie's dubbing studio just happened to be in the cultural park as well.

Walking along with the units, he arrived shortly after. Seeing the studio name hanging on the gate, Meng Fan was dumbfounded.

Chocolate Factory!

Was this named after the movie, "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory"?

Or is it from, "Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're going to get"?

It was like dubbing; you never know what kind of surprise your character will bring you!

Meng Fan was stunned for a moment. His imagination was so strong! Could it be related to the increased imagination attribute?

"Hello, are you looking for someone?"

"Hi, I'm meeting with director Charlie."

"This way please."

A young bearded man brought Meng Fan inside, looking back to peer at Meng Fan the whole way there. He couldn't contain himself and asked, "Are you… Meng Fan, the manga artist who can sing really well?"

Meng Fan smiled. "I think so."

The bearded youth was overjoyed. "I'm your basketball fan!"

Meng Fan froze. Who speaks in such fragments?

"Little buddy."

Immediately, Meng Fan saw director Charlie.

His hair seemed denser and much tidier. He was probably wearing a wig. However, the scratches on his face were still visible if he looked closely.

"Coffee or tea?"

Charlie's office was quite large, and didn't look like the office of a dubbing director, but of a businessman.

After sipping some tea, Charlie immediately got to the point. "It's like this, the tone of your voice is very charming, but your voice is too 'main character' like. Although I've saved your recording, I still haven't been able to find a suitable role for you yet. To be honest, you have no dubbing experience, so it's difficult to find work for you based on your resume."

"However, because of the diamond ring, I searched you up and saw your stream, and heard your singing. Your voice has a high degree of moldability. I invited you here mostly to ask you, aside from leading male characters, are there any other roles you'd be interested in?"

The reason why Charlie was asking this was simple. He did indeed look up Meng Fan and knew he was very strong in the arcade basketball and streaming category. Hence, he felt like this person was aiming for a male lead role, which was out of his league. But after interacting with him, despite the short time, he could confirm Meng Fan was someone easy to get along with, so he wanted to ask the question in person.

If he really wanted to be a male lead and become famous overnight, at most they could still be friends, since he had no hope in the dubbing industry. At least, at the moment. Unless Meng Fan became so famous that people were willing to let him take the lead role without any dubbing experience.

Meng Fan was puzzled and responded with a question, "Uhm, are you saying you didn't respond to me because my recordings sounded like they were applying for a male lead role?"

Director Charlie nodded. Meng Fan tapped his brain, finally understanding why his recordings had been so unsuccessful, be it his sense of presence or his existence.

Thank god the 1 luck allowed him to meet director Charlie. Otherwise, he would go to his grave not knowing.𝑛𝚘𝑣ℯ𝑙𝒏𝞮xt.𝔠𝔬𝐌

"I really have no experience! I just wanted to send you guys the clippings that I sound best in, I didn't think that was a reason. I don't have any requirements for what role I play, I just enjoy dubbing. I don't care if it's the main character or a side character, I'll even play an anonymous role." Meng Fan said honestly.

Seeing this, Charlie affirmed his thoughts. He didn't speak anymore of this and said, "It's like this, the main dubbing work our studio currently undertakes is animations and games. There are currently several characters that are suitable for your voice; are you interested in trying them out?"

In addition to his good impression of Meng Fan from the diamond ring incident, what caught Charlie's eye was still Meng Fan's charming voice. Although he had no experience, Charlie was confident that his choice won't be wrong, and he'd be able to mine treasures from Meng Fan's vocal tone.

"Then let's head over to the recording studio."

Charlie took Meng Fan to an empty studio and called the bearded youth over again to help out.

"I've heard you sing "For the Rest of Our Lives", and it was very touching and warm. Now I'm going to give you these two roles that require a warm, comforting voice. Take a look and we'll begin in five minutes. Is that okay?"

Since the dub was for a video game, there wasn't much emotional element required. He just had to understand the character.

"Dreams are guiding you."

The first role was simple, five words.

"Huh?!"

Hearing him, Charlie could feel goosebumps.

In fact, Meng Fan was shocked as well. After 2 voice appeal, he had really displayed this 'appeal' to its greatest extent.

"Meng Fan, take a deeper breath."

"Drag out that last tone a bit more."

"Alright, let's record it officially."

"Perfect! That's the one!"

Although Charlie was shocked by Meng Fan's tone, he still proposed several improvements for him to consider, even if it was just nitpicking at this point.

As soon as they finalized the recording, an alert sounded in Meng Fan's mind.

"Ding! You've triggered the task [Studio Bug]."

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Chapter 217: Shaping Characters Vocally

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"Ding! You've triggered an achievement task [Studio Bug]."

"The task requires you to dub 100 roles, and spend 10,000 minutes inside a recording studio."

"Upon completion, you will receive achievement title [Studio Bug] (dubbing skill 5, voice appeal 3)"

The task was divided into three phases.

Task phase 1: Requires dubbing of 10 roles; reward: dubbing skill 1.

Task phase 2: Requires dubbing of 50 roles; reward: dubbing skill 1.

Task phase 3: Requires dubbing of 100 roles; reward: dubbing skill 1.

A dubbing mission!

Meng Fan had been waiting for this task. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't trigger it. He was even beginning to question the muddled chicken soup in his mind telling him to try, persist, and achieve a beautiful life".

He already tried so hard, how else could he achieve it?!

He didn't get what he wanted, but of course, he had immediately triggered what he didn't want.

Now he understood. It didn't matter how much he dubbed in his spare time, it had to be official to count.

Thinking about the time of the task, he must have triggered it after his dubbing clip was approved by director Charlie. In other words, the system judged that his voice dub could become the official dubbing of the character or even the original dubbing?

Official dub, Original dub?

Regardless, Meng Fan felt these were the only two options.

Meng Fan already knew the title [Studio Bug] was a nickname for a voice actor related achievement. This was because they often spent long durations in the studio, hence where the name came from.

The rewards were not bad though. There were 8 voice acting skills and 3 vocal appeal.

Although the three task phases did not include much-added attributes, it was still acceptable.

Meng Fan felt that as long as he remains open-minded, doesn't request any lead characters, and takes any role available, the 100 roles required for the task shouldn't be too difficult.

10,000 minutes?

This request scared Meng Fan a little.

The three task phases didn't have a time requirement, so it meant that he had to meet this separately outside of the three tasks in order to gain the title.

Why was he scared? Because Meng Fan sucked at math!

He was immediately put off upon seeing the number 10,000. He immediately used the live stream assistant to calculate it. The result was okay. 10,000 minutes equaled to less than 167 hours. As long as he sucked it up and closed himself in the studio for 10 hours a day, he could finish the task in half a month.

This task wasn't too hard.

Of course, this all depended on if he could actually acquire any roles or not.

"This is done, let's do the next line."

Seeing Meng Fan's stunned expression, Charlie pushed the button and spoke to Meng Fan from outside the studio.

Since the requirement for sound quality was high, no outside sound was allowed inside the room. Hence, the studio was very secure and soundproof, and even though modern recording studios have high-tech temperature control functions, it was still very hot and stuffy inside.

Shortly after entering, Meng Fan was covered in sweat.

Hence, 10,000 minutes was not a low number either.

But Meng Fan had a way to deal with it!

He raised his hands to gesture, then went to the bathroom. When he returned, he was already wearing his tracksuit. The studio's temperature adjustment system was average at best to accommodate the soundproofing and was no match for the temperate control functions of his tracksuit.

He felt so much cooler!

This video game character had a dozen or so more lines, which all went along the procedure of Meng Fan dubbing it once, Charlie correcting him once and then officially recording it once. When it got to the last few sentences, he was approved without even being tested.

Their efficiency was outstanding, and so was the result.

Charlie was very pleased that he had found a diamond in the rough, for Meng Fan was much better than what he had expected.

The staff with the beard in charge of assisting was dumbfounded. He's so good at recording too!

There was another video game character as well. Meng Fan analyzed the character's background, then listened to Charlie's introduction, and very quickly figured out the character's uniqueness.

"I think the tone should have more warmth, it will sound better that way."

"Alright, you try it."

To be honest, dubbing directors usually didn't like it when the voice actors included too much of their own thoughts. Unless you were strong enough to make the director think you were a person worthy of input.

Was Meng Fan such a person?

Evidently not.

But Charlie still listened to Meng Fan's suggestion happily too.

Did he think Meng Fan really had the ability? Of course not. The most important thing here was Meng fan's voice appeal. It made it easier for Meng Fan to persuade others, and his skills were also convincing.

"Are you looking for me?"

"Feng Shan? That's where my dreams shattered."𝑛𝚘𝑣ℯ𝑙𝒏𝞮xt.𝔠𝔬𝐌

"Hunter, you should stop here."

"Don't be like this."

"Blood makes one crazy."

This role similarly only had ten or so lines, and it took Meng Fan less than 20 minutes to finish dubbing it. His efficiency was at an all-time high.

The voices of these roles are very similar, but Meng Fan's interpretation of their voices outlined the distinct characteristics of both of these roles, highlighting their specialties.

Voice shaping ability!

This was the most important trait of a voice actor.

Although Meng Fan has only dubbed two roles, he has already proven to Charlie his potential.

And what shocked charlie the most was the fact that Meng Fan had no experience! But he had demonstrated his consistency in the recordings just now. The word 'genius' wasn't enough to describe this!

"Meng Fan, take a break."

Charlie waved his hand and told him to leave the studio.

'What could be so important that he couldn't say it through the glass? I'm still trying to meet my hours.' Meng Fan thought.

After leaving, Charlie didn't bring out the suitable roles for Meng Fan but went off to prepare another thorough analysis of Meng Fan. Evidently, from Charlie's perspective, he didn't know enough about Meng Fan through his voice clips, streams, and singing.

He was curious about what kind of tolerance Meng Fan had.

It was simple. He dug out some scripts for familiar roles and classic lines and told Meng Fan to try them out. This was to test Meng Fan's voice shaping abilities and uncover Meng Fan's range of characters.

After this test, Charlie was thoroughly confused.

It seems, he was suitable for all male roles!

He could tell Meng Fan's dubbing skills were average, but he was excellent at controlling his voice.

The classic fragments of these roles couldn't just be imitated, but it's a skill if he can imitate all of them!

Charlie knew this as well. Meng Fan wasn't intentionally imitating the original sound, but more so imitating the emotional expression. This was a powerful trait!

If everything was reliant on imitation, you could only host an imitation show; you can't become a voice actor.

What was a voice actor? Using your voice to shape the character, and express emotions through your voice!

Meng Fan knew what Charlie was doing and immediately struck the iron. "Director, I'm very passionate about dubbing. If you think any roles are suitable for me, please let me know. Regardless if it's a big role or not, even if it's just two lines. I really enjoy the process of shaping a role through my voice."

As he spoke, someone knocked on the door. An employee had brought some people in search of Charlie.

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Chapter 218: Voiceover Demo

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"Director Chen, why didn't you tell me you were coming?!"

Charlie saw the party of people enter and immediately stood up, warmly greeting the chubby person walking in the front.

"Bro! I'm in a rush!"

Chen Da Ming wanted to cry. "If you don't find a voice actor, our producer is going to find their own company. Bro, it took me a lot to give this job to you, I'm under so much pressure, you can't screw me over like this!"

"Ai ya!"

Charlie tapped his brain and smiled. "If you want to blame someone, blame me! I've already found the proper actor and wanted to tell you about it yesterday. Only, something happened yesterday and I forgot about it. I was going to call you later, but I didn't think you'd come so soon."

Chen Da Ming didn't care for Charlie's justifications, and asked, "Did you really? Then can I get a demo today? We have to figure this out before the producer finds their own voiceover company!"

Chen Da Ming really was in a rush. He was the assistant director for his animation, "Forest exploration", and naturally hoped everything went smoothly after receiving the prestigious task of finding a dubbing company. But Charlie had been dragging the order, up to the point where the production team had stated they were going to find their own dubbing team. Chen Da Ming had no choice but to make a run personally.

Post-production dubbing was a big job for an animation. It had taken him so much work to get the job of finding a company, how could he let it go to someone else?

Although this "Forest exploration" is a preschool cartoon or an animation that was suitable for preschool students, the production level and budget were both very high.

And there were people among the crew that had already begun discussing broadcasting rights before it was even complete. The incentives in this animation were much more lucrative than one could imagine.

"Yes, of course. I've already received several demos, and I'm only missing a few that should arrive within the next hour." Charlie laughed as he spoke, "Director Chen, don't worry, even if you didn't come, I would have sent you the demos anyways. Since you thought of me and was willing to give me this commission, I have to do a good job after all, don't I!

"Really?" Chen Da Ming was still anxious.

"One hundred percent."

Charlie gestured for Meng Fan to wait a minute and headed out of the studio with Chen Da Ming towards the living room. Once arriving, he asked someone to bring in the tea and to take out all the demos he'd been collecting. "How about this, director Chen, you and the others listen to the demos, I have a job on hand and should be done in an hour at most. Once it's done and all the other demos have arrived, we can talk. How does that sound?"

"Okay."

After receiving the demos, Chen Da Ming let out a sigh of relief.

"Li, take good care of director Chen."

Charlie instructed, before returning to the recording studio. He rubbed his hands and explained this animation, "Forest Exploration" to Meng Fan. "I really am missing a few demos for some minor characters, and all-male too. You know it's easy to find female dubbers for animations, and all roles can be replaced by a woman's voice if possible too. It's too hard to find suitable male voices. I originally found you to test out one of the roles, but just now, I discovered you can demo the rest too."

If Meng Fan hadn't been present, he really had to find a few more people, for Charlie really wanted to earn this commission as well.

Afterward, Charlie explained a bit more regarding the popularity of preschool animations evidently because he was worried Meng Fan would feel prejudiced towards dubbing for a kid's movie.

To be honest, the market for preschool animations was much larger than a lot of other animation genres. For example, the most recent animations from this year. Regardless if you rank by highest popularity or most-watched, there were bound to be several preschool animations among the ranks. Like "Peppa Pig", and "Paw Patrol"…

Meng Fan interrupted him, "Director, I can try them all."

As a student in animation, Meng Fan, of course, knew the influence preschool animations had on the market. In terms of economic benefits for animation, they were much more profitable than teen animations and even adult animations. The peripherals alone weren't even comparable to other age groups.

Of course, this didn't really affect Meng Fan. To him, as long as it was a role, he was willing to dub it.

One, he really loved the process. Two, he wanted to complete his task.

"Okay, then I'll explain this film and help you dissect the roles you're going to play."

"This "Forest exploration" is an animation that personifies animals and plants. It mainly tells the story of a group of small animals exploring the forest. The core of the film is about family and friendship and encouraging children to experience life. The other core we can take from the film is teaching children about the forest, including educating them on some common knowledge regarding several animals and plants."

"The main roles for this animation include…"

"There are a few roles you have to demo for. Although none of them are lead characters, they are still very important. There are five: Grandpa Pine, Professor Duck, Uncle Elephant, Uncle Crocodile, and Principal Tortoise. There are still some more suitable characters in the follow up that don't currently require a demo sample. You only need to record demos for these five important supporting roles."

"Grandpa Pine's specialities are…"

After analyzing all five roles, he instructed Meng Fan to look over the script. The story was simple. Every episode was a short story, and each episode was very short; about 5-6 minutes.

Five or six minutes was just right for a preschooler's attention span, as many preschool animations were this length.

"Then let's go ahead?"

"No problem."

Meng Fan once again entered the recording room in a happy mood.𝑛𝚘𝑣ℯ𝑙𝒏𝞮xt.𝔠𝔬𝐌

The first demo was of Grandpa Pine. Meng Fan looked for his tone. Grandpa Pine had an elderly temper, and loved to shake his body to rustle leaves and prank others—Meng Fan couldn't understand as for how he could sustain losing so many leaves—and although he was an old jester, he was very wise. Many characters will go to him for advice when they were upset.

He passed in two tries.

The second role was Professor Duck. This was the most important role out of all five characters, and a character that appeared every second episode. Since it was a duck, Meng fan tried to flatten his voice. But Charlie didn't agree, telling him he didn't have to force an adult's impression of a duck. This dub was meant for children, so a teacher's voice had to be warm, and must have had a touch of certainty to convince the children.

This was the original role Charlie had prepared for Meng fan.

This time, it took four tries before they could continue.

Since this was an important role, its voice demo was a key player in securing this commission.

The three remaining demos all passed with flying colors in two or three tries.

Looking at the time, only 40 minutes had gone by! Most of the time had been spent understanding this animation and the characters. How efficient!

Charlie thought for a moment, then spoke, "Why don't you try narrating?"

Originally, the narrations were supposed to be completed by Charlie himself, and he'd already prepared a demo as well. But thinking about it, Meng Fan felt more suitable, and they had the extra time, too.

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Chapter 219: Voice Acting Skill

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"How about it?"

The five demos were relatively short, just slightly longer combined than the main character demo. They had all passed in a sentence or two. Chen Da Ming looked towards the people he had come in with.

Everyone was nodding, expressing no issue with these demos. All that was left was to wait for the last few demos.

Although "Chocolate factory" wasn't as famous as studios led by celebrities like "Photosynthetic Block", "729 Sound Studios" and "Bian Jiang Studio", they were still very outstanding in the professional industry, with lots of high quality works in their name. They had incredible CVs, especially in the field of video games and animation, particularly preschool animation, a department in which they excelled greatly.

This was the main reason Chen Da Ming wanted to assign the post-production voice-overs to the Chocolate Factory. Of course, there was another reason. Chen Da Ming and Charlie were very familiar and felt he could get the highest quality of work at a good price. Making money was one thing, but the other was the hope that Chen Da Ming could successfully take over outsourcing for the company's post-production voiceover tasks.

In less than an hour, Charlie had returned with the six demos Meng Fan had recorded, and the other three samples sent by the CVs during this time. There were nine demos in total, which assembled most of the important roles from "Forest Exploration". The remaining roles could be adjusted at any time.

After hearing the demos, Chen Da Ming's eyes lit up. Looking at them again, five of these roles and the narrator had been voiced by one person. This came as a shock to him. It wasn't excessive for an animation to have five or six characters voiced by one person. The surprising thing was that each one had been done very well.

After receiving the demos, Chen Da Ming could let out a sigh of relief. He politely bantered with Charlie for a few more minutes and left, hurrying to take his demos back and secure the commission.

After it was confirmed, the Chocolate Factory could officially begin recording.

At this time, Meng Fan was still in the recording studio. He had just recorded the demo for the five roles and the narrator, but the system hadn't given him any experience yet. This made Meng Fan anxious, for he didn't know if it had been because the production side hadn't confirmed these samples, or if the demos had been forgotten at the Chocolate factory, or because…The Chocolate Factory wasn't going to get this job.𝑛𝚘𝑣ℯ𝑙𝒏𝞮xt.𝔠𝔬𝐌

But what use was worrying about such things? He might as well ask the big-bearded youth accompanying him in the recording studio for some other suitable roles he could voice over for. That animation only had five or six roles, he might as well see what jobs he could do at the moment.

The bearded man had a name that didn't match his appearance, Lou Lan. At first glance, Meng Fan heard his name was Roulan. Carefully, he sounded like Loulan, before realizing his last name was Lou.

Lou Lan was very familiar with the business aspects of the studio and had a good pair of eyes and ears. In the last two hours, he had gained an understanding of Meng Fan's range, and when Meng Fan said he didn't care for the role, he suddenly began to blabber several roles, mostly characters from animations and games.

These roles were usually randomly assigned to the voice actors in the studio, like when an animation begins official recording and needed some supporting roles aside from the carefully selected main ones that could be voiced by anyone who was available. There were little words, and the requirements were low as well.

This was the same for video game characters as well.

At the moment, the mobile game market was popular, and there were way too many voice actors that needed to voice the NPCs.

After grasping a hold of the situation, Meng Fan bluntly requested for more roles right after Charlie returned.

Charlie heard this and naturally did not refuse. In two hours' time, Meng Fan had demonstrated skills that assured Charlie of his performance. He was happy to distribute more roles to Meng Fan, only…

"Little buddy, do you want to join our studio?" Charlie asked.

If Meng Fan didn't join the studio, Charlie wasn't going to give him so many roles. After all, there were several members of the studio waiting for these commissions to pay their bills. Why should he give them to a person who wasn't even part of the studio?

Meng Fan considered the offer. "Director, I'm currently a student and don't have much free time. I don't know what kind of requirements you have for joining. If there are some rigid requirements and restrictions, I'm afraid…"

Charlie immediately understood what he meant. He had seen all the shenanigans Meng Fan had been up to, and was able to grasp the specialties in his personality. Very fast, Charlie understood where Meng Fan was coming from. He smiled. "Signing with a studio won't impose any restrictions on you. Even if you accept voiceover commissions from other studios, our studio will help you accept and complete these commissions. Only, after signing with us, your commissions will be placed through us. The saying goes, the villain is always followed by a gentleman. There is always a charter for the distribution of assets, don't you think?"

Charlie had met Meng Fan in the neighborhood. To be able to live there, he was definitely very well off. Plus based on Meng Fan's other 'jobs', he didn't seem like a person who needed the money from voice acting to pay his bills—everyone knew it was hard to make money in this industry, at least big money—hence, he had to clarify this to Meng Fan.

"If you don't need money, I'll set money as the focus point."

Charlie had some debate skills about him. He didn't want to trick Meng Fan but only wanted to increase efficiency from another perspective.

Meng Fan looked through the contract. Indeed, there weren't many restrictions on his freedom. Only there was a point that stated: no matter what kind of commission he accepted, regardless if he had found it himself or the studio had found it for him, the studio would receive a brokerage commission. This clause might have been a restriction to other people, but it wasn't to Meng Fan.

To be honest, he was willing to voice-over roles for free as long as they were available, for he didn't need the money from this job. But he had stopped himself. This kind of thing was best kept private. Him needing money was a completely different matter from other people willing to give him money, so it was best to play by the rules. Money was one thing, but the worth was another.

Meng Fan thoroughly read through the contract again, confirming it was just a business link and signed the paper.

It wasn't a bad thing he had a studio accepting commissions on his behalf.

Was he not afraid of falling into a trap?

Meng Fan really wasn't.

"Welcome!"

After signing, Charlie was overjoyed, heavily shaking Meng Fan's hand.

The first sentence that came out of Meng Fan afterward was, "Can we continue voice acting?"

Charlie burst into laughter. "Of course!"

Charlie wasn't present for the following voiceovers. Instead, it was overseen by another studio member alongside the big-bearded Lou Lan.

One after the other.

Lou Lan and the staff member looked at each other. "Another voice acting freak!"

"Ding!"

Not long after, the system had judged ten completed voice acting roles, granting him the rewards from task phase 1 of [Studio Bug]. Points 10, voice acting skills 1.

The attribute 'voice acting skills' included standardized pronunciation, voice change technique, dialogue, mouth shape, dubbing performance, and imitation ability. Now, his tone and other related skills were all at a comprehensive level.

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Chapter 220: Humanoid Tank

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Meng Fan's previous voice acting skills weren't at zero, for he had received a fair amount of professional training and vocal exercises. Otherwise, it was impossible to enter the voice acting profession so quickly relying on the voice control and voice appeal granted by the "singing skills" attribute alone.

At least, he had earned director Charlie's approval, which definitely did not just rely on his voice and his sound appeal. His existing foundation had been another reason.

Hence, after receiving 1 voice acting skills, he was able to quickly transfer it into his skillset, and use it on the following voice acting commissions.

To the bearded youth, Meng Fan had entered his zone; his dubs were getting better and better!

These two were both professional voice actors who started as enthusiasts and took advantage of the rising popularity animation and gaming industry. They've been in the industry for a few years now, and have seen several voice actors since Chocolate Factory has cooperated with some god-tier actors in the past. They had really seen some monsters and geniuses.

To them, Meng Fan could fall into the genius monstrosity category.

His sound quality was good, he had a wide range, and his voice changed fast, with a strong imitation ability and sound performance… Meng Fan had all the conditions for a voice actor that couldn't be gained from training, and relatively speaking, the basics that he required could be practiced, like dialogue, mouth shape, and pronunciation.

Of course, these weaknesses were only limited when compared to the other conditions he had, for even his weaknesses were at a high level.

The other staff member was shocked to learn that Meng Fan had no voice acting experience, but felt it was appropriate. The only downside, no weakness that was apparent from Meng Fan's was his lack of experience.

"If he develops his technique, he will definitely be god tier, talent is terrifying!"

"Why are people so different from each other. Is the only thing lacking for a regular person to become a genius was some talent? No, it's missing a lot of talent!"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Don't you know this guy is a genius in a bunch of other things too?! You know just yesterday…"

The staff member next to the bearded youth became more and more shocked as he heard the bearded youth speak of Meng Fan's other accomplishments.

"Is that all?"

They all say that cultivation has no end, and this was exactly how Meng Fan felt recording in the studio. Suddenly when Lou Lan announced that his session was over, Meng Fan was stunned for a moment. It was already 6:00 pm, and he had spent about 4 hours in the studio back and forth.

"Yup."

The bearded youth, Lou Lan responded, "That's all the roles director Char had prepared for you."

Meng Fan heard this and left the studio. Although he had the tracksuit to adjust his body temperature, the studio was still uncomfortable, but especially when he wasn't busy recording.

Looking at his experience, Meng Fan had dubbed the voices for 18 roles in total, excluding the five roles from "Forest Exploration". Out of these, sixteen had been deemed to be approved by the System. Meng Fan didn't know why the other two didn't pass, but this success rate was still acceptable.

Of course, he was fast because they had been roles from video games and animations. They had very few lines, or else he wouldn't have been able to dub so many in such a short time.

And they weren't important roles either. For if it had been a leading character, just the thought of the lengthy script was enough to make Meng Fan cry.

"Then I'll head out now."

Meng Fan knew it was already difficult for him to dub so many roles today, so he said to the bearded youth, "If you have any video game roles suitable for me, please keep them for me."

"Alright."

Meng Fan's skills were enough to earn Lou Lan's approval. He didn't see anything wrong with Meng Fan's pretentious requests.

"Where's Meng Fan?"

When Charlie returned from his business, Meng Fan had already left. He smiled bitterly. "I was going to arrange an entry dinner for him today."

He then asked Lou Lan how Meng Fan's voice recordings went that afternoon.

After leaving the Chocolate Factory, he headed straight for Da Mei studios. Most of the members were still there, and when he asked if they had eaten, they all looked at him with the unanimous face of having their lives squeezed out of them.

"Call some takeout, on me."

Meng Fan waved his hand. He didn't know any other way to interact with his employees as the boss of the studio.

"I'll make the order."

Immediately, someone offered to take on the task of selecting the dishes.

"Qiang, did Ya Nan not come today?"

Meng Fan looked around and didn't see Wang Yanan or Zhang Zhou Wei, so he asked Chen Da Qiang.

Chen Da Qiang smiled. "Maybe, possibly, they could be…"𝑛𝚘𝑣ℯ𝑙𝒏𝞮xt.𝔠𝔬𝐌

Meng Fan cackled in laughter. He hoped the brazen mouthed Zhang Zhou Wei could man up during such a crucial moment.

Before the takeout arrived, Meng Fan took this time to creep around and look at everyone's work.

Give them pointers?

Meng Fan remained more of an observer, and if he really noticed some issues, he would record it on his live stream assistant so he can bring it up afterward. Unless it was a simple problem that could be fixed in one sentence.

Meng Fan never wanted to be a part of the management team for the studio, so he didn't partake. As he walked around, he mostly harbored the attitude of joking and chatter towards his employees. He considered it a way to get to know his members.

Especially towards the postproduction members that were working on his manga. He still gave some suggestions and pointers to some details in the drawings, for he was the contracting party.

After eating, he hung around for another hour before running to his neighborhood from the studio. Seeing he was only 11 kilometers away from completing [Travelling Deity, Meng Fan checked his miles ran and headed straight for the school. He checked that his pace had been okay and that he could run a half marathon in two hours. Otherwise, even if he completed the 11 kilometers, he wouldn't have been able to complete task phase 3.

"Iron god, you're running so late!"

"Why are you going so hard?!"

"Look at the Iron god, he's already so talented, but he works so hard!"

"Have you guys noticed, Meng Fan's lost a lot of weight!"

"Yes, he can't be called fat anymore; more like bulky!"

"Fat people are full of potential!"

"He's tall, muscular, attractive, rich, and talented. Unfortunately, he's not a player!"

"How do you know that? As long as you can attract him…"

"Yeah right, your opponent is Wu Tong, you have no hope!"

"So what if it's Wu Tong! She's only attractive, has a good figure, a good sense of fashion, a great personality, excellent grades, athletic, wealthy…To be honest, Wu Tong's existence is enough to make me question my orientation!"

"F*ck it, I'm not going to the internet cafe, I'm going to run too!"

"You won't be able to keep it up! After all, you don't have a goddess like WuTong accompanying you!"

Meng Fan ran from the school entrance to the track and greeted several people, while others spoke of him in private as he entered the track field.

There were several people on the track, but after Meng Fan arrived, people moved aside to open up the interior lane for him.

It was for no other reason than because Meng Fan ran like a human tank; nobody wanted to take on the pressure of being lapped by him!

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Chapter 221: 1000 Kilometers Completed

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Hangzhou in November was no longer just a little cold, but this temperature did not stop couples from wandering around the track field. Especially those who were still in the honeymoon phase. They, for some reason, loved to circle the track field alone at night.

'It's getting cold?'

'I'll give you my jacket.'

'Still cold?'

'Give me your hand!'

Why do couples love going to the track field so much? Because the name was fitting.

The track field usually consisted of couples, and rarely individuals, nonetheless groups of three. But at this late hour, Meng Fan was the only person running.

Not long after entering the track, Meng Fan had completed a half marathon in 1 hour and 59 minutes. Although his pace from Da Mei to the school had been pretty fast, it wasn't ideal. He only reached the 2-hour mark as a result of his energy drinks and energy chews.

After running the half marathon, Meng Fan was only 3 kilometers away from completing the 1000 km goal. Meng Fan slowed down his speed to 6 minutes/km and continued to run.

"Ding!"𝑛𝚘𝑣ℯ𝑙𝒏𝞮xt.𝔠𝔬𝐌

The alert sounded in his mind.

"Ding! You've accomplished task phase 8 of [Travelling Deity]; reward: Points 1000, endurance 2, strength 2, speed 2."

Meng Fan had experienced this kind of attribute addition as he was running before, but this time, he felt his entire body's energy was revived. Cool!

Endurance, strength, and speed. To exaggerate it, Meng Fan could feel his blood vessels expand, and his muscles growing… Like how people feel in novels once they revived after a hundred years of hibernation.

He ran another kilometer before stopping.

Although he had more energy to spare, he didn't continue to run. The physical energy consumption was too large, and if he continued to run, he wouldn't be able to experience the changes brought about by the new attributes. He was going to wait until he had enough time to run tomorrow morning and experience them at their fullest.

What did it feel like to complete 1000 kilometers?

The answer: Aside from the numeric value, it had become a habit. As for his physical condition and attribute experience, Meng Fan had experienced this already.

"Iron senior."

Meng Fan walked in circles to regulate his breathing and began to stretch. Although he had the black magic shoes and tracksuit to protect him, he didn't dare leave out stretching. During this time, two girls approached him.

One was pretty, and the other looked a bit average, standing next to the pretty one.

The pretty girl handed Meng Fan a bottle of water and smiled as her eyes formed into half-moons. Shyly, she spoke, "You've worked hard."

"I'm running by myself. What's there to work hard for? Haha."

Seeing the girl holding up the bottled water, he could only thank her and accept it. He put it aside and continued to stretch.

The pretty girl looked at him in adoration. "Senior, I want to run too, but I can't keep it up. Senior, you're incredible to keep doing it. Do you have any tips and tricks? I want to be as persevering as you are and become an ambitious person."

Meng Fan heard this and smiled. "Wu Tong said she doesn't know what kind of me she liked, so maybe when I become a version of myself that I like the most or the best version of myself, she would like me too."

The pretty girl paused for a moment and smiled awkwardly, remaining polite. "Sorry to bother you."

She turned and left with the average looking girl. She wanted to get his WeChat information.

Meng Fan smiled and continued stretching.

After stretching, Meng Fan returned to his dorm.

"Is Zhou Wei back yet?"

Xing Ta Ge was the only person in the dormitory. Chen Da Qiang was still in Da Mei studio, and based on the amount of work he had, he was probably not coming home tonight.

"I just called him. He said he's at a movie and will come back when it's done. Who knows if he's at a movie or if he's trying to linger around and pull some more shenanigans."

Xing Ta Ge had a face mask on and asked Meng Fan curiously, "Why did you come back today?"

"I just finished running at the school and came back to shower."

Meng Fan exited the bathroom and planned to stay at the dorm, but Xing Ta Ge looked like he was about to leave the dorm, and if he left, the place would be empty. Meng Fan headed home instead.

He took some face masks from Xing Ta Ge to bring home. Although he was an expert night owl, he had been pulling too many all-nighters lately and could feel his skin retaliate. It was necessary to use some face masks occasionally to be an ornate boy.

Once he arrived back home, Meng Fan refrained from logging on stream after looking at the time and put on a face mask as he prepared to work on his manga. He also sent Mr.Sleepy a voice message.

"How's it going with the publisher?"

"We've designed the cover, and they will begin printing tomorrow. You've been updating a bit too fast lately, what are you trying to do? If you keep this up, my script won't be able to keep up!"

"Don't give me your excuses, what did you promise me? In the next week, you still need to give me five chapters."

"Bro, I'm going to die!"

"Just stop browsing 8th Station, you'll have plenty of time."

"… Oh right, are you planning to release your own manga? Is that why you're speeding up the updates for "There's A Spirit Underground"? Even so, you should save some, why are you releasing them all?"

"Are you worried that my manga is going to impact the update rate for "Underground"? Can't it be because your text updates are so slow? I have nothing to do, so I began making my own?"

"Huh? That's right, hahaha. Let's not talk about this. Let's talk about your manga? Nothing else, but I feel like I can give you some input on the storytelling portion."

"…You really are passionate about everything else except for your own updates!"

Meng Fan cursed at him but was still willing to share his thoughts with Mr.Sleepy.

Mr. Sleepy was a troll, but he was an excellent storyteller. Some elements in Meng Fan's manga were Mr.Sleepy's specialty. For example, his knowledge regarding thriller and mystical storytelling. Mr.Sleepy had performed adequate research while he was writing "There's A Spirit Underground".

And even though the two didn't see each other often, Meng Fan had complete trust in Mr.Sleepy and was very happy to share his thoughts.

As for plagiarism… Well, aside from the realities of their strong moral compass and wealthy backgrounds, Mr. Sleepy was also too lazy to write his own thoughts down, nonetheless someone else's.

He drew and talked, and soon it became Mr.Sleepy talking to Meng Fan as he drew. He blabbered on about several points of knowledge regarding strange things and ideas, and in the brief exchange of Meng Fan's ideas, Mr.Sleepy completely went into a state of self-infatuation. He was immersed in the world that he had developed based on Meng Fan's ideas.

They chattered on for two hours without rest, and even though he was annoyed, Meng Fan benefited a lot from their conversation. He even recorded their conversation, for there were several knowledge points and information that he felt were useful, so he organized them and planned to read them by himself later on.

"Oh right, are you done with today's update?"

When Mr.Sleepy started rambling on about useless topics, Meng Fan treated it as a sacrifice and sat through it.

At this time, he received a voice message from Wu Tong.

He stayed up until 2:00 am to work and left the neighborhood the next morning. He was ready to run a half marathon from his apartment to Xizi lake. He wanted to experience the changes brought by the newly added attributes.

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Chapter 222: Godlike Efficiency

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There was a light rain overnight, so the surface of the ground was still wet in the morning. The air was humid, and it contained a hint of coolness, like the first wind of winter, and it made people instinctively tighten their clothes.

The black magic sneakers were very slip-resistant, so Meng Fan wasn't worried about falling and followed his regular regimen. There were very few people running in the morning, and even less in this weather. Meng Fan could let loose and run freely.

From the neighborhood to the entrance of Xizi lake, Meng Fan's pathway had been precalculated. It was about 22 km and was more than enough for a half marathon. It left enough distance remaining for him to jog for a while and walk back.

With his increased endurance, strength, and speed, Meng Fan could increase his pace within 5 minutes to complete the half marathon. At the 12 to 13th kilometer and the 18 to 19th kilometer, he felt his body "cap", but after running through it, he managed to keep his final half marathon time at 1 hour and 57 minutes.

He didn't use all his energy and felt like he could go even faster.

Because of the capabilities of his sweatband, Meng Fan did not stop running after finishing the half marathon and increased his speed toward the neighborhood. Still, he miscalculated, and when he arrived at the neighborhood it had already started raining. The entrance was still a distance away from his unit.

Meng Fan hurriedly stretched and headed upstairs to shower.

His tracksuit and sweatband were all excellent at absorbing sweat, but this was due to the rain.

He took a hot shower, feeling the warmth from inside out.

He received a message from Wu Tong. Since he didn't bring any food back and takeout was hard to find at this hour, Meng Fan ended up cooking the dumplings Wu Tong had left in his refrigerator and responded to her message.

She said her day had gone very smoothly, as she not only got to listen in on class but was able to inquire the mind of a "target figure", one of the reparation experts hosting this art preserving event. Then her schedule was shifted, and she had gone directly to the palace museum to observe the artifact repairs instead of listening in on class.

Excitingly, she joked with Meng Fan saying she didn't know if they allowed photography inside. For if they did, she would send photos to Meng Fan.

After breakfast, Meng Fan began to draw and went to attend one class at 8:00 am before returning and continuing to work on his manga. When it was almost noon, he was just about to call takeout when a call from Charlie came. He said the post-production voice acting commission for "Forest Exploration" was official and asked Meng Fan to drop by the studio for a meeting. This way, he could also get to know all the employees.

Charlie asked if Meng Fan was home and brought Meng Fan with him. They didn't go straight to the studio, but he treated Meng Fan to lunch instead.

There were several staff members for Chocolate Factory, totaling at forty or fifty people. This included the half responsible for editing, recording, and post-recording, while the other half were voice actors. There was also staff in other departments who weren't voice actors, but all had the ability to sub in at any time.

For example, the big bearded Lou Lan was mainly responsible for recording but was also able to voice act for some roles.

The CV team for Chocolate Factory was large, and they were a talented bunch as well. Since most of their business came from video games and animation, there were many more female members than there were male ones. Including the newly joined Meng Fan, there were a total of six male voice actors.𝑛𝚘𝑣ℯ𝑙𝒏𝞮xt.𝔠𝔬𝐌

After all, in video games and animation, most roles could be done with a female CV. With the exception of roles that require a hoarse, rough, or low tone.

Most of the people who have attended the recording process for "Forest Exploration" were female, and there was only one other male CV in addition to Meng Fan.

After introducing Meng Fan, they began their meeting. Charlie announced the news regarding "Forest Exploration" like its artistic style, the time constraints, and the distribution of roles.

Meng Fan was assigned another role in addition to yesterday's five demos, so including the narration, he had seven roles total.

After distributing the roles, they had to distribute the recording rooms in the studio. The voice recordings were to be done by the CV individually except for some occasions where everyone had to communicate.

Chocolate Factory had a large number of studios, but they had other voice dubbing tasks on hand. They could only distribute four recording rooms to "Forest Exploration". Because of this, the voice actors needed time to plan out the schedule so it wasn't redundant and spread apart.

Meng Fan was a newcomer, so he didn't get a say. He could only let them handle it and take what was left.

When Meng Fan looked at the final schedule they had booked for him and noticed it wasn't too spread apart, he had nothing to say.

In comparison, Meng Fan cared more about video game characters, for those would help him gain experience faster. He wasn't going to reject animations either though since he could still earn studio time if the roles took longer.

After they dispersed, Meng Fan didn't have a studio to use and was prepared to head home when Lou Lan stopped him.

"Iron god, there's a studio open right now. Do you want to go?" Lou Lan preferred this nickname for Meng Fan.

"Didn't someone else follow you in just now?" Meng Fan asked curiously.

Lou Lan shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know either. She said she wasn't feeling well as soon as she entered and left."

"What a coincidence! Then I'll come."

Meng Fan couldn't confirm if this was the effect of 1 luck.

"Iron god, how are you going to do this? You want to pick a role, or do them all together?"

The big bearded youth was holding onto several scripts. They could follow the chronological order of the roles or test them based on their durations.

Although Meng Fan didn't ask for it to be speedy, he still chose to record them based on directions. Even if it was a children's animation, they still needed a fair amount of plot and emotion.

Of course, Meng Fan chose to record them by their duration for another reason. He had seven roles to voice, including the narrator, and he was going to record them all based on their durations, so he could change his voice anytime during the preparation process.

Typically, if there were multiple characters from a single episode, they would record it based on the roles. Basically, they would record the demo for one then move onto the other. This way, it would ensure consistency in their voice.

Not many people would choose the approach Meng Fan did. Maybe he was clueless, or he was infinitely confident.

Meng Fan was the latter.

Presently, "Forest Exploration" had completed one season or 50 episodes in total.

Meng Fan's seven roles only appear once every few episodes or so, with one role appearing six times in total. The two that appeared more frequently was Grandpa Pine and Professor Duck.

Of course, the most frequent was the narrator. He had about 1 to 3 lines every episode, and that took up one-third of his total script.

Calculating the numbers, he had 320 lines in total.

Meng Fan was extremely fast at voice acting, but he was efficient, and the result was good. Once he entered his zone, he basically passed all of them in one try.

At around 9:00 pm, he had completed everything. It took less than 7 hours!

On average, he was able to complete 50 lines per hour. Continuously, it wasn't fast, but when separated, it was different. If one swapped the roles, it was even more terrifying.

"Done?"

"Done!"

The big bearded youth, who had been munching on a piece of bread, was dumbfounded!

There was naturally other staff in the recording studio beside the voice actor, and after noticing the time, they were also surprised.

What godlike efficiency!

Chapter 223: Single Edition Release𝑛𝚘𝑣ℯ𝑙𝒏𝞮xt.𝔠𝔬𝐌

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Wu Tong had spent two days in the Palace Museum. Time spent restoring ancient paintings went by fast even though she was just a spectator. She gained a lot of experience and was grateful just to fix some edges.

What she didn't expect was that on the third day, the master in charge of ancient painting restoration had arranged an important task for her. She was so excited she had broken into a small dance. Her professional skills had been recognized by an industry master, and it was not just a verbal recognition either! There was nothing else that could make her happier.

Oh, wait, there was. That would be the happiness from sharing this exciting news, for example, with Meng Fan.

"It's already pompous that you're so good looking, but you're talented too. You can really do whatever you want!"

"I'll take that as a compliment."

"Of course, if these are compliments, then nothing I say is worth considering."

"What have you been up to lately? Oh right, how goes the voice acting business?"

Wu Tong and Meng Fan would often run, exercise, and stretch together in the morning as they chatted. They could both be considered the kind of people who were very open to conversation. Sometimes, Meng Fan would be the only one talking. While other times, Meng Fan would listen to Wu Tong talk. They had a good understanding of each other's past.

For example, Meng Fan knew that it was Wu Tong's dream to restore artifacts in the Palace Museum.

And another example was that Wu Tong knew that Meng Fan's other dream besides creating a manga was to become a voice actor.

Meng Fan had told her about his voice acting applications and even about the time he met a voice acting director because he had gotten hit by a diamond ring. That was why Wu Tong asked.

"It's going okay. I've recorded for a cartoon TV show, which should be airing soon, but it's a preschool animation. Oh, and some video game characters as well. Overall, the experience has been pretty good. Dreams are a funny thing. The scariest thing is realizing your dream only to find out that it just feels so so."

"The way you talk makes me want to beat you up."

"Then come hit me!"

"… I'm gonna go. I have to do some homework tonight."

"How much longer until you're done with everything?"

"Probably another week or so. They only need me for three days, so I'll head back to school afterward."

Wu Tong's trip was set to last three or four days, but because of the large number of tasks she'd been given, she had to stay another three or four days.

In the blink of an eye, it was November 22nd already. Meng Fan didn't go to the Chocolate Factory for he had already recorded all the roles he had been given. Currently, he had played 47 roles that were approved by the System. The time spent in the studio had also accumulated to 1300 minutes or 22 hours.

He had requested more roles from director Charlie, but they were all roles that required a lot of work, so the progress of gaining experience became much slower.

Director Charlie could tell that Meng Fan wanted to test out some other roles, so he agreed to find some more video game commissions just for him. He told Meng Fan to rest for a few days, and that he would call Meng Fan once the listings came.

"Where are you?"

"Almost there, on the way."

In the morning, Meng Fan woke up. He ran his half marathon and showered. He ate his breakfast then he worked on his manga. During this time, Qin Jiao called him. He checked the time and hurried outside, almost forgetting his appointment with Qin Jiao because he was so lost in his art.

"Which way are you going, huh? The stairway to heaven?"

When Meng Fan arrived at the studio, Qin Jiao rolled her eyes at him before throwing down two books. ""Guide To Campus RoMANce". Bleh. what a stupid name. The layout and cover for the second volume are all done. I didn't ask for your opinion and told the publishing house to go ahead with the printing. Oh right, they also reprinted the first volume, the same as last time. It was just that the cover was remade in the style of the second volume."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Meng Fan took the two volumes in his hands and chuckled to himself as he flipped through them, thanking Qin Jiao through his smirks. "You said the second volume would be handed to the publishing house to distribute and sell. What about the first volume?"

Qin Jiao responded, "The same, there is a dealer taking over. I estimate that the stock will arrive tomorrow or the day after, but the stock for physical retail should be available way later. It will be up on the internet soon, though. We've printed 5000 copies of the first volume, the same as the first print for the second volume. The publisher and the dealer have said that if nothing goes wrong, you should make a total sales of 20,000 copies once the third volume comes out."

Meng Fan nodded. He wasn't surprised by these estimations, even thinking the publisher had been too optimistic in their estimates. After all, he wasn't a popular manga artist, and "Guide To Campus RoMANce" had a small audience. It would be incredible if the third volume could boost his sales to 20,000 copies.

It couldn't be compared to "There's A Spirit Underground", for Mr.Sleepy had so many fans, and they had no pressure selling 50,000 copies in the first batch.

Coincidentally, the first volume of "There's A Spirit Underground" was released for sale today as well. Mr.Sleepy had found a very powerful publisher and distributor, who had made his stock available in stores in all the first and second-tier cities. Physical sales, e-commerce sites, and online booksellers had all released it at the same time as well.

It was supposed to release at 9:00 am online since most physical stores opened around this time too.

How much did they make in sales?

The sales data for physical stores was definitely hard to obtain, but the sales from mature websites were easily accessible.

Of course, to Meng Fan, he didn't need to check. He could look at the figures for [Professional Manga Artist] in his mind and know the approximate number.

At the moment, the sales experience of this task was 12,300. Up until now, which was 10:00 am, the figures for the first volume of "There's A Spirit Underground" had sold more than 10,000 copies.

Before this, the first volume for "Guide to Campus RoMANce" had been distributed by himself, so he had gained zero experience from it. Hence, 12,300 was the most accurate sales number at the moment.

"We've broken the 10,000 mark!"

Mr.Sleepy gave Meng Fan a call, saying that his book fans had done so and so to help him break the ten thousand mark.

Alright, because of the experience involved with this task, Meng Fan wanted more than anyone in the world to know the sales numbers. No dealer could match his speed, nonetheless Mr.Sleepy.

"Today, yes today, our sales could exceed 30,000. I told you, 50,000 copies for its first batch was too little! Sigh. Why aren't you excited?!"

"Huh? I'm excited, but I don't show it."

"… Speaking of this, the second volume should begin printing soon. The first print will be a bit less so 30,000 copies. The publisher is asking when can it be published; do you have any suggestions?"

"Me? I obviously also hope for it to be out as soon as possible." This was Meng Fan's real attitude toward it. For now, 10,000 copies in sales didn't seem hard anymore, and he knew that this involved profit, so he said, "But this is just my opinion. As for how to actually operate it, you should go over it with the publisher."

Meng Fan didn't know what kind of method could increase sales, like if they continuously publish two or three volumes at once or release them separately. It was unclear to Meng Fan, and he couldn't decide.

He had already discussed with Qin Jiao to publish a third volume of "Guide To Campus RoMANce" in addition to the two on hand. He would also give the last volume for Qin Jiao to handle, so it could reach publication as soon as possible.

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Chapter 224: Trying Female Voices

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

[Professional Manga Artist] required the completion of two tasks. One was to sell 100,000 copies, and the other was to publish ten single volumes.

As for sales, with "There's A Spirit Underground" skyrocketing, Meng Fan didn't have to count on "Guide to Campus RoMANce" anymore. He just needed the experience from publishing the three individual volumes.

"Why are you in such a rush?" Qin Jiao asked. "Alright. I'll take them over for you now, but since you're here, don't expect to leave so fast."

She clapped her hands and called everyone over, temporarily arranging a manga tutorial class with Meng Fan as the instructor.

When he finished the lecture, Qin Jiao had returned just in time to eat.

"Everything went smoothly, and I've brought the contract as well."

Meng Fan received the contract Qin Jiao handed him and asked her where to sign before putting down his name without even reading the contract.

Although he always spoke of Qin Jiao trolling him, he trusted her with this kind of task. He also believed Qin Jiao would try to find him the most profitable solution.

Qin Jiao took back the signed contract, grumbling. "I've become your secretary."

Meng Fan chuckled. He didn't have the balls to make any secretary related jokes with Qin Jiao.

Seeing there was nothing left for him to do, Meng Fan left Da Mei studio. He wanted to go home but still ended up wandering to Chocolate Factory, which was nearby. Maybe he could pick up a few roles.

"Iron god!"

The big bearded Lou Lan's eyes lit up when he saw Meng Fan arrive. He pulled Meng Fan indoors as he said, "You came at a good time. There's an emergency!"

"What's the situation?"

Meng Fan immediately knew it had something to do with voice acting. Could this be the metaphysics of 1 luck?

"It's like this. There's a group of voice acting commissions that I accepted, basically some soundtracks for characters for a mobile game. I've already submitted my recording several days ago, but today the opposite party called me and said that for some unforgiving reason, the demos for the characters can't be reviewed, and they are telling me to redo them." Lou Lan dragged Meng Fan into an empty recording studio. "Although they are paying more, the time limit is very tight, and if I don't finish this, I won't get the final payment. The contractor doesn't make sense, but I have no choice!"

He poured a glass of water for Meng Fan. "Before, the recordings were done by a group of CVs I gathered, but I don't have the time to gather everyone now! I don't know what to do, but thank god you came. Are you sure you weren't sent by God? You have to help me!"

"Are there a lot of roles?"

Meng Fan's eyes lit up.

Lou Lan saw Meng Fan's expression and felt his heart rate calm down. "There are quite a few roles, nine of which that require a male voice. You should be okay to do them all."

It was easy to analyze the roles, for each one contained an introduction in addition to the lines.

Meng Fan took a look. "Alright, let's begin."

"Alright!"

Lou Lan didn't need to find an assistant or a director. In the last few days, he had been entranced by Meng Fan's dubbing skills, so he didn't give him any critique.

Since he was the one who took the job, Lou Lan could only act as the assistant, even though the commission was for the studio.

Meng Fan gestured an "OK" sign with his hands and entered his zone, starting to record for the first role.

This was a romantic style mobile game. The script was a bit cringey, so it wasn't hard to understand why the original script had been censored, but Meng Fan still felt the current script was still very dangerous.

Although he didn't have the complete description of the game, he could tell based on the clips that it was a rather roughly made mobile game. He guessed that the soundtrack must have been the highlight of the game.

"You're not a human. You're a love letter sent to me from this earth."

"I've been frozen on this earth for decades just so I can look back and see you."

"What I want is simple. Time exists, so you exist."

"When you're here, you're my everything; when you're not here, everything is you."

"Everywhere you go, the city rains, just like how I think of you everywhere I go."

These mushy lines were considered not bad. There were some provocative ones that couldn't even be described.

"Ding!"

After Meng Fan finished about five characters, the alert finally went off in his mind for completing task phase 2 of [Studio Bug].

Before this, Meng Fan had already completed 47 roles, while phase 2 required 50. Basically, out of these last 5 roles, the System had accepted 3. Meng Fan didn't know if it was because the other two would be censored and was deemed unusable.

After completing [Studio Bug] task phase 2, he received 50 points and 1 voice acting skills.

The 4 remaining roles were completed quickly. This round went better; he gained 3 experience out of the 4.

"Done?"

"Done!"

Lou Lan looked at the time. He was no longer shocked by Meng Fan's god-like efficiency. He gave him a thumbs up and said, "Incredible! That's what Director Charlie said upon hearing all the applications you gave him including auditions for male leads, and he almost missed the goldmine you turned out to be. I'm still curious what you sound like when you play a male lead though, but now I can say I've seen it all. It feels like you can just about dub all the popular male lead styles on the market right now!"

It was true. The roles that Meng Fan just dubbed were all different types of males created by game makers for girls. There were all kinds of tropes, like the mature type, elegant, sunny, warm, overpowering… And the skills Meng Fan just showcased provided full coverage for all of these personalities!

And Lou Lan knew that once he submitted this task, it wouldn't be any worse than the voices of the protagonists beforehand. At least in terms of emotional expression, Meng Fan was surely the winner.

Meng Fan walked out of the studio while smiling. "Next time you have these kinds of jobs, please call me."

"Okay. Oh right, this listing is from the company, so you'd get paid through them as well."

Meng Fan nodded but then asked curiously, "Didn't you say there's a female voice that needed to be recorded? Did you find someone?"

Lou Lan smiled bitterly. "I've contacted two, but they canceled in the last minute." Suddenly, he stared at Meng Fan. "Uhm, Iron god, would you by any chance want to try voicing a female character?"

In voice acting, it was way too common for females to dub male characters. Like animations and video games, where many male characters are voiced by females. But for a male to dub a female character… There were a few but very little.

Mostly, people just did it for fun. As for commercial voice-overs, there were very few, at least in Huaxia. There were a few well-known guys who did it in Japan, though.

However, they were done by people who had a naturally mid-tone and metrosexual voice that was more feminine. But for Meng Fan's masculine voice to dub a female character, even if she was the rough and burly kind, Lou Lan had never heard of such a job.

"Either way you can't find someone, so I'll help you test it."

Meng Fan was ready to give up everything for some experience.

After the singing skill attribute brought him an enhanced sound range, better sound quality, tone, and control, Meng Fan did not cease to practice in private.

Humans were naturally curious, and when Meng Fan had already dominated the male vocal range, of course, he would think of trying out some female roles.

Especially after receiving all these voice acting attributes. Strictly speaking, Meng Fan went in harboring a curious mindset for the spirit of exploration and had indeed tried out some female roles in private. Like some lolitas, domineering seductress, queens… He had tried them all.

As for the result… Well, at least it was better than a voice changer.

He counted it as dedicating his 'voice' to the arts.𝐧𝑂𝔳𝑬𝑙𝑛𝚎xt.𝓒𝑜𝑀

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Chapter 225: The Most Beautiful Ancient Art Restorer

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

This kind of romance genre mobile game mainly targeted a female audience. Hence, the male characters were the protagonists, and there were very few female characters. Meng Fan only had to voice act four roles this time, and if he were to separate them into tropes, it was perfectly the voices of a lolita, a schoolgirl, a seductress, and a queen.

There weren't many lines to act out, and Meng Fan's efficiency was still at a god-tier. In about half an hour, he had finished. Lou Lan couldn't look him in the eye!

What he heard was the voices of beautiful girls, who were delicate and charming, but in front of him was a tall and mighty man!

It was too much for Lou Lan!

"Iron god!"

As soon as Meng Fan stepped out of the studio, Lou Lan raised his hands. "Please don't talk. Let me buffer this for a second!"

"Okay okay okay, you process it. If there's nothing else, I'm going to head out."

Meng Fan smiled. His voice had already returned to its natural state, for he had only clutched his vocal cords in the name of art and transformed into a girl. It was like how he would normally speak and would not deliberately perform it unless it was in an acting setting.

'But bro, you still talked!'

"Iron god, thank you."

Lou Lan heard Meng Fan return to his original voice, appearance returning to normal too. He genuinely thanked him. Then he suddenly asked Meng Fan, "Iron god, you could totally record a video of a little brother online dating simulator and act out all the voices of both men and women. It'll definitely be fire!"

"Little Brother Online Dating" was a series of videos Meng Fan knew about. He watched a bunch too. After hearing Lou Lan's suggestion, he shook his head and smiled. "I have to stay lowkey, lowkey."

Yeah right. Meng Fan just wanted to keep some of his dignity.

There was no way he was going to record this kind of video. But if there were female characters that required dubbing, Meng Fan was still very willing to do so. Hence, he asked Lou Lan, "Do you think my female voice sounds natural?"

Lou Lan nodded. "Not just natural, it was lifelike."

Meng Fan knew Lou Lan was responsible for distributing the scripts, for a lot of the video game roles Meng Fan had received lately had been given to him by this bearded youth. So he said, "If you think it's okay, you can also give me future female roles that you think I'm suitable for."

"No problem."

Lou Lan was already very mindful of Meng Fan, and since he had helped out big time, he was more than willing to provide voice acting assistance in his power to help Meng Fan. He thought about it carefully and said, "Iron god, I'll help you find some after I finish distributing these. But it's already late, so I'll call you tomorrow after I'm done."

"Alright, then I'm heading out."

Satisfied, Meng Fan left the building. Coincidentally, he ran into a female CV, who by the sound of it was asking Lou Lan if he had a role for her. Meng Fan sped up his steps and headed out.

He might have just stolen someone's role.

After leaving the Chocolate Factory, he strode back into Da Mei studio. The two studios being so close in the cultural park had saved Meng Fan copious amounts of time.

At this hour, Meng Fan felt like it was more appropriate to eat first before heading back, or else he would have to call takeout anyways. If he was here, he could at least eat some good quality take out, since Chen Da Qiang was present.

"You're here too? I was just thinking, your wings got hardened eh? You weren't here this morning, but I guess you showed up in the afternoon."

Since that night, Zhang Zhou Wei had picked up his slack around the studio significantly. As long as Wang Ya Nan was present, he would be there too. It became hard to distinguish if he wanted to come, or if Wang Ya Nan had forced him to.

Zhang Zhou Wei didn't have much work to do around the studio. At most, he was helping Wang Ya Nan out with various small tasks. After all, he was already diagnosed with late-stage laziness. If he was diligent, it was only for Wang Ya Nan and nobody else.

When Meng Fan arrived, he was slouched in a corner playing video games. In front of him, on the table, was a grad school prep booklet. He had probably seen Wang Ya Nan go off to do some business and decided to slack off.

"Didn't you leave? Why are you back?"

Zhang Zhou Wei took a look at Meng Fan and readjusted his seating before continuing his game.

Meng Fan sat down next to him. "I just finished voice recording and came back to leech some dinner."

Zhang Zhou Wei knew about Meng Fan's voice acting gig, but he didn't know how good he had gotten.

The two chatted lazily and played a round before Zhang Zhou Wei put down his phone and started snickering at Meng Fan.

Meng Fan saw this smile and remembered it was the end of the month. Of course, Zhang Zhou Wei needed to borrow money. He asked for a number and sent it over.

Zhang Zhou Wei wasn't a big spender, for he could hold his own even with a girlfriend until the end of the month.

Except for the turnover he requested from Meng Fan every month, he didn't have much financial pressure. His family didn't need him to be a big shot figure either. Hence, he was lazy and wasn't willing to work for money. Meng Fan never said anything about it either. Not wanting to make money didn't affect Zhang Zhou Wei, so Meng Fan naturally hoped he just did what was most comfortable and happy for him.

Besides, there were things that Meng Fan didn't need to say. See, Wang Ya Nan had already forced out what she could. At least he was pretty serious toward grad school after her influence. Meng Fan already felt that was incredible enough.

Wang Ya Nan had said before that with Zhang Zhou Wei's personality, the best option was to get into grad school and stay at the institution. He was suitable for teaching, and it would make good use of his brazen mouth.

After this, Meng Fan had full-on respect for Wang Ya Nan.

They chatted for a bit longer until Chen Da Qiang finished ordering the food. Once the delivery boy arrived, the entire studio began piling over.

Ever since Chen Da Qiang began working here, everyone had left him with the job of ordering their food. This was a skill that not everyone had and couldn't be learned.

A dozen people soon circled him. 'The food you fought for just tastes better.'

Zhang Zhou Wei remained calm, for he wasn't as food-driven as Meng Fan was. He also wasn't like the others, who had never eaten Chen Da Qiang's orders. He was the only one who was browsing his phone as he ate.

"Huh?"𝐧𝑂𝔳𝑬𝑙𝑛𝚎xt.𝓒𝑜𝑀

"Hey!"

Suddenly, Zhang Zhou Wei jerked in surprise. Half of the people in the room looked toward him, while the other half continued to eat with their heads buried.

Chen Da Qiang curiously approached him.

"What's wrong?" Meng Fan asked.

"Sister in law is famous!" Chen Da Qiang remarked.

Ever since he had called Wu Tong sister-in-law outside Meng Fan's neighborhood, the nickname had stuck.

Everyone curiously looked over.

"Don't look at me," Zhang Zhou Wei said. "Look at the Wechat news."

Meng Fan opened WeChat on his phone and immediately saw the second header under recommended news. 'Genius, smart, and beautiful! She is the youngest painting restorer in the Forbidden City and the most beautiful restorer in the eyes of the netizens!'

The content was probably published by the national art academy's Chinese painting department regarding Wu Tong's participation in one of the Forbidden City's restoration events, where she had won the praise and recognition of the presiding masters through her superb technique and focused attitude. Of course, the focus was on a set of photos of Wu Tong in the process of restoring.

Wu Tong was beautiful. Her facial features, figure, and grace were parallel to none. Add that to the kind of environment she was in, the kind of setting… It was definitely a wondrous sight to see!

"Wu Tong?!"

Everyone present saw her. They remarked how beautiful the photos were as they envied Wu Tong for having the opportunity to enter the Palace Museum and work on art restoration.

Qin Jiao looked at Chen Da Qiang and then looked at Meng Fan. Curiously, she asked, "Sister in law? You two are a thing now?"

All eyes were suddenly focused on Meng Fan.

He almost forgot.

Immediately, Meng Fan became embarrassed.

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Chapter 226: First Day 34,000

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Since her first day of class, Wu Tong had already gained the title "Chinese painting beauty". Over the next few years, this title wasn't stripped away from her as she grew more and more beautiful and became a top of the class student. She was also a graceful athlete and was very well known even at the National Art Academy.

If the National Art Academy had a pageant, Wu Tong would place first, no doubt.

Meng Fan thought about the 'famous figure' that had overtaken the National Art Academy during these last few months. From tackling the lovesick couple to sitting on the bus thief, to streaming his mini-marathon, donating, running from Hangzhou to Shanghai, his poisonous concert experience… and then to the school sports meet, basketball tournament, breaking the world record, and his dreamlike performance at the 11/11 gala and shocking basketball scoring, the singing, and the flirting… There wasn't another person there close to this level of fame.

Originally they were two people who had nothing to do with each other but met during their morning runs. They had a lot of supporters from the start, and now there were people who had gotten used to seeing the two together and forgot about the legendary figure, Hu Ting Song, who supposedly had the best chance of dating Wu Tong.

But the school had several issues regarding whether they were actually together or not… No one could be certain.

Hence, after hearing Qin Jiao's question, everyone present in the studio collectively gazed at Meng Fan; their eyes filled with curiosity and the desire for gossip.

Meng Fan smiled awkwardly but admitted honestly, "Da Qiang just said it randomly. Wu Tong and I aren't a couple. If we were together, don't you think I'd broadcast it for the world to know?!"

"True." Qin Jiao smiled. "That sentence just now was pretty manly of you."

He didn't give anyone a chance to form suspicions or doubts. He had voiced his interest in Wu Tong loud and clear, so Qin Jiao and the others believed he would make a very suitable boyfriend.

Meng Fan followed this news and did a search. It turned out that long before the article had been released, Wu Tong had blown up on Weibo. The #PalaceMuseumsBeautifulArtRestorer had gone viral, and some people had even found or photoshopped photos of Wu Tong at the national academy. She was beautiful in all of them.

Aside from this, there were others who had posted some of Wu Tong's artwork, which started another wave of discussion.

Afterward, people had uploaded several articles related to Wu Tong. For example, photos of her exercising, which were all very elegant and positive. Her popularity was growing by the minute.

One could say that she had become instantly famous!

At around 9:00 pm, Wu Tong sent a WeChat message consisting of emojis covering their faces.

"The woes of fame?"

At this time, Meng Fan had already jogged home from Da Mei studio and had begun to draw.

"When I left the Palace Museum, I got surrounded by a hoard of journalists. One company even asked if I was looking to debut! They even called my mom."

Wu Tong's mother was part of the Shanghai theatre association and could count as an entertainment personnel.

"Everything else is okay, but it just feels like they're disrupting my daily life."

Wu Tong had grown up under the eyes of the public. Everywhere she went, she would attract attention, but this time, it was way more excessive.

"Don't worry, it'll blow over in a couple of days."

After all, her family did have a knack for the entertainment industry. Wu Tong knew that if she didn't harbor a small notion of becoming famous and rejected all the interviews, the media would probably publish a "no picture available" and the whole ruckus would blow over. Once they stopped reporting on it, the public would forget her too.

Some "internet famous" celebrities had blown up overnight and were even able to keep it up for a while. They had, of course, accepted these interviews on the street and became sculpted by the media. Otherwise, they wouldn't receive so much consistent popularity.

The two chatted for a while before naturally ending off to go about their own business. At around 10:00 or so, Wu Tong sent a message, "(Bitter smile) It might be a while. The professor responsible for art restoration recommended to me to appear on a show on national TV about restoring ancient artifacts."

Meng Fan responded, "Since it has to do with national treasures, and it's related to your profession, you should definitely go. Didn't you tell me, don't cease to pursue something you want just because of external influences. Just be yourself. Even if life doesn't give you answers, you will find them on your own."

After talking for so long and always being open with each other, Meng Fan and Wu Tong realized they had the same outlook toward many things in life.

Wu Tong quickly responded with an OJ8K emoji pack, which stunned Meng Fan for a moment.

"You use these emojis too?"

"Of course, I've got tons! Hey kid, wanna compare emojis?"

Before midnight, Meng Fan checked his experience for the [Professional Manga Artist] task. Mr.Sleepy hadn't been exaggerating; their first batch sales really did reach over 30,000, almost 4000 more.

As if he knew, Meng Fan received a call from Mr.Sleepy shortly after.

"The numbers from the platform are out. We've made 28,000 units. It's harder to consolidate the numbers from the physical stores, but there has to be at least 2000. The sales from the first day reached 30,000. Yessssssss!" he drawled on. "These are alright figures."

This wasn't Mr.Sleepy trying to flex. The figures from the first release manga sales for "There's A Spirit Underground" were still nowhere near the sales for the first release novel publication. After all, it had created a new record for most sales in a day for the supernatural genre.

"Hey, why aren't you excited in the least? Oh, I have two more things to tell you." Mr.Sleepy was drinking some sort of beverage as Meng Fan heard a large gulp. "I've already arranged the second individual release of the manga with the publishing house. I told them to distribute them as soon as they're printed. The second thing was that Penguin animation Network had contacted me and is interested in an anime adaptation for "There's A Spirit Underground."

"Anime adaptation already?"𝐧𝑂𝔳𝑬𝑙𝑛𝚎xt.𝓒𝑜𝑀

Meng Fan knew the impact of "There's A Spirit Underground" on Penguin Animation Network and its influence. An anime was bound to happen, but he didn't think it would happen so fast. The manga had only been out for a little while after all.

"Count it as an initial negotiation regarding authenticity and copyright. If everything goes smoothly, then they will start gathering an animation team." Mr.Sleepy was straight to the point. "The adaptation copyrights for the animation belong to me, but since you're the main artist, your opinions and suggestions will be considered. Oh, and if you're willing, you can participate in the production and preparation tasks of the animation team. Once the copyright is sold, you will also receive a profit. Don't argue with me for the amount, though."

Mr.Sleepy knew Meng Fan was an animation student.

Meng Fan didn't think about the commission since the two had already agreed at the beginning of their collaboration that Mr.Sleepy would give him a share. It had been based on sentiment, so he would still follow the contract even if Mr.Sleepy decided not to give him a portion.

But there were two other questions that peaked Meng Fan's mind. "As for my opinions and guidance, let me know once you guys settle everything. I'm a student specializing in manga and illustrations, so I can only give you some immature tips regarding animation, but I would love to gain some experience and participate in the preparations and production work, but I'm afraid I'll have no time."

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