Chapter 71 - Digging Your Own Grave (2/2)

Zhang Zhou Wei and the other members of the dormitory naturally didn’t notice much as they saw Meng Fan everyday. He didn’t even seem to have lost any weight, let alone become handsome.

“I didn’t notice either, but I just heard it from Dot.” Wang Ya Nan said.

Zhang Zhou Wei grew interested. “Do you think Dot is into my Meng Fatty?”

“Before she was just interested, but now… I’m not sure if she actually developed a liking for him.”

“Based on my observations, Meng Fan seems to be interested in the Traditional Chinese painting department’s goddess. I think Dot’s gonna have it rough.”

“I don’t think so. If Dot really wanted to chase Meng Fan, then her chances of getting him must be much higher than Meng fan’s chances of getting Wu Tong, right?”

“That… is probably true. But the melon that is forcibly plucked is usually not very sweet…”

“Screw that, you think Meng Fan going after Wu Tong isn’t forcing a melon? Besides, when you went after me, wasn’t I also a difficult melon to pluck? Are we sweet? You know deep down!”

“Was it sweet? I kind of forgot. Let me have a taste to try.”

In university, whether its 211 or 985 colleges, love was always a topic that cannot be avoided. Who likes who, who’s going after who had always been a hot topic.

Meng Fan naturally didn’t know that he had become the focus of one of these topics of gossip, and not just amongst the chatter of Zhang Zhou Wei and Wang Ya Nan. These last few days, many people were speaking of the relationship between him and Wu Tong, from the mini-marathon to their frequent morning runs. Several people knew of it, although nobody thought the two were compatible with each other. The more people who thought this, the more interested they were in discussing it.

Even then, these discussions had happened in the proximity of Wu Tong, even in front of her.

“Wu Tong, does that iron hero really like you?”

“I don’t know.”

“Then, do you like him?”

Although they knew this was a pointless question, Wu Tong’s roommates still couldn’t help but ask.

“Of course I do! He’s cute, perseverant, kind, and very interesting, why wouldn’t I like him?”

“I’m asking if you like him, like a boy and a girl like each other.”

“Are you not girls and is he not a guy?”

…

He grabbed some food to eat and headed for the studio to continue digging his own grave.

He had Qin Jiao’s class in the afternoon. Meng Fan had been entangled in his grave digging, so he called in to take the day off. It took him until four in the afternoon to finally stop digging.

He turned around again and felt the impulse to kill himself. The seven big categories of clothing, crowns, capes, shoes, socks, jewelry, accessories, hairstyles and makeup had been divided further into thirteen smaller categories of tops, trousers, underwear, belts, etc. While under each subcategory was the further subdivision of men, women, dynasties, and Chinese, minorities (which had their own category). Combined, there were over 1300 individual items!

If it weren’t for the prior knowledge he had on these subjects, he’d be digging his grave for the next few days!

As for filling the hole… Heh, he’ll deal with that later!

Of course, at this point, it was clear what Meng Fan wanted to provide his senior. From there, he picked a hundred or so samples that were suitable for a system. Some of which could be directly replaced by images from the internet, while some were directly copied from his image gallery, reducing the amount he would have to draw on his own.

And this could count as an image library for his future creations.

From four o’clock to five o’clock; in one and a half hours, Meng Fan finished filling out the samples and packaged the file before sending it to his senior alumni.

After finishing his business, Meng Fan returned to the dorm and changed into his exercise clothes before leaving the campus. He then turned on his stream at the same time.

“Tonight, I won’t be drawing. I’ll take you on a night tour of XiZi lake.”