Chapter 32 - One Hundred Kilometers! (1/2)

“You’re going back?”

“Of course, or you’d rather think that I’ll wait for you?”

“I have a last-minute interview.”

“You’re playing me on purpose? If you’re not here why can’t you just mail the package, instead of making me run outside in such hot weather? Back and forth took me two and a half hours lady!”

“Hahaha this is good for your weight loss, besides, even though I didn’t get to see you, I could see your figure entering and leaving the hotel from the other room, so at least I can rest in comfort knowing you are okay.”

“Your phone doesn’t have a video function, right? Also, if I am so fat who worked the hardest here don’t you have an idea?”

“You heartless little sh*t, I brought you so many things and not even a thank you!”

“These are two separate things.”

“Then, why don’t you say thank you?”

“I counter!”

“Heh, then it’s still two separate things.”

While he organized, Meng Fan chatted with Meng Cai Wei, rattling on and off.

On the side was Zhang Zhou Wei, carefully helping out while letting out inaudible screams at the same time. They had long guessed Meng Fan’s family background was the best out of everyone in the dorm, but they were still surprised, as this wasn’t even bought by Meng Fan himself, but sent by someone else as a favor from his sister.

‘I wish I had an older sister like this!’

The special editorials and journals may not be expensive, but the price of even one of the figures must have cost an arm and a leg. But even this could not compare to the god tier autographs… Well, even if the signatures could be queued for, how can you explain these original manuscripts?

Oda! Yoshihiro Togashi! Akira Toriyama!

How could you get your hands on this kind of stuff if your family didn’t have coal?!

“Hey what’s this? Make-up?” Zhang Zhou Wei saw a box sitting alone to the side. Curiously, he picked it up and looked at its packaging. No matter how he looked at it, it didn’t look like something related to the Shonen jump 15th-anniversary souvenirs.

“Fatty, you really changed, you’re even starting self-care! What brand is this, THE-GINZA, I haven’t heard of it?”

“You’re not Pigeon over there, how many brands can you know?” Meng Fan chuckled to himself. “This isn’t for me, this is from my sister, for the witch.” Meng Fan had already told Zhang Zhou Wei his relationship with the witch, so there was nothing to hide.

“Your sister is too nice no? Even thinking to bring gifts for your teacher! It must have cost a lot?”

“I don’t know if it’s costly or not, but I know this isn’t on my behalf, they knew each other beforehand.”

“Oh.”

Zhang Zhou Wei was one step closer to understanding Meng Fan’s relationship with the witch.

After finishing, Meng Fan sent a part of it home with express delivery, specifically buying insurance for it as well. The other half he left in his dormitory, as he couldn’t distribute some to Zhang Zhou Wei and his other roommates.

“My sister brought something for you, I’ll bring it over now?”

Meng Fan sent Qin Jiao a WeChat message, changing into his running clothes and returning to his phone. She said she was in her office, so he grabbed an ordinary canvas bag and put the set of THE GINZA products into it snugly. Dropping it off at the office, he considered turning in his homework. Otherwise, it would really be regarded as a gift.

When Qin Jiao saw Meng Fan’s running attire, she immediately smiled. There were no other teachers around, so she couldn’t help but tease him. “Are you going to exercise or to rehab?”

“Professor, please mind yourself!”

Meng Fan dropped the bag on her desk and turned to leave. “Who’s she trying to bully?”

The witch was delirious, picking up her phone and messaging Meng Cai Wei. “I received your package, did you upset him again?”

Once he arrived at the track, Meng Fan had just run 5 kilometers before he stopped. Including the 5 kilometers from the morning, he was at 98 kilometers total, only 2 kilometers away from completing task phase 4. Meng Fan, who had some degree of obsessive-compulsive symptoms was very uncomfortable when he looked at the total mileage. He had wanted to finish the laps if it weren’t for the lack of time.

For his evening live broadcast, the first five drawings were all ancient weapon illustrations, all of which were famous instruments such as the ‘sunset bow’, whiplash, overlord spear, Fang Tian Flayer, Tang knives, etc; some were from myths and legends while others were from historical romances, and some from real life.

Meng Fan drew each one carefully, even mindful to incorporate his own designs and details. He had avoided the sword on purpose, as they were related to the last five drawings. The illustrations for ‘The Supreme Sword’ would definitely include swords.

The stream went smoothly, although the peak viewers weren’t as high as the day before, they were still around 3200-5300, which was close to yesterday’s numbers, and drastically higher than previous days.

Meng Fan naturally hoped each day would be better than the last, but it was acceptable right now for his viewers to increase and maintain their numbers through to the next day.

It was okay to think about becoming famous overnight, but not too much.