Chapter 118 - Stream Procurement (1/2)

“How prestigious, you’re a championship winner, and did I just see a classmate confess to you?” Qin Jiao said as she tossed another heart-wrenching statement, “What do you think Wu Tong will feel if she knows?”

Meng Fan’s happy heart was once again blocked. “If you said you were my mother’s real daughter, I believe it, regardless if others do or not.”

Qin Jiao rolled her eyes at Meng Fan, then began to talk business. “I told Yi Xin the reason why you refused the contract, remember him, the editor that graduated from our department. He regretfully sighed, then said if your future comics need a contract to contact him. I sent you his WeChat info.”

Meng Fan nodded. He knew that even if he had the popularity from his stream, alongside Penguin Animation’s resources, he would not be able to receive special treatment. Unless he was a famous streamer and a well-known manga artist.

As a result, he decided his original choice was right, saving him a lot of trouble.

After adding him in WeChat, Qin Jiao said, “I just happen to have a book number available at the publishing house. I originally wanted to give it to a senior student, but it’s yours if you urgently needed. I can just ask for a few more from the publishing office. An editor is already on his way to Penguin Animations to check it out, so if it’s successful, I’ll let you know tonight. I’ve seen your manga. It’s a bit troll, but not overboard, so it shouldn’t be hard to submit for approval. Regarding the payment method, whether it’s by you or the publishing company, we will have to wait and see the dates they provide.”

Meng Fan smiled. “The way you go about things is like my mom, clean, to the point, and without any hindrances… Are you sure you’re not my mom’s real daughter?”

Qin Jiao chuckled. “I’m nowhere near as efficient as professor. She wanted to see Wu Tong, so she saw her.”

Meng Fan clutched his chest. “I wanted to thank you, but you blocked me again!”

“Who cares about that?!”

Qin Jiao gracefully turned and pranced away in her high heels out of Meng Fan’s vision.

He watched her suddenly stop after turning. Initially, she had plenty of things to ask the kid, but she’d forgotten about it for a few moments of satisfaction!

“Professor Qin, what’s wrong, did you hurt your foot?”

At this time, a male teacher jogged over, seemingly concerned.

When Qin Jiao had paused mid-step, this male teacher assumed she had twisted her ankle. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity!

“Don’t call me professor Qin.”

“What?”

“Call me director Qin.”

She proceeded to clack away in her high heels.

The male teacher’s eyes followed Qin Jiao as she left until he couldn’t see her anymore. He had been abused by this atmosphere… His body was charged with electricity, throat tightening up. “Is that not what I’m supposed to call the queen?”

…

Since Qin Jiao called him out to talk, Meng Fan did not return to the bleachers. He thought about finishing some drafts but decided against it. The entire school was in a carnival mood, it was too hardcore for him to be slaving away on manuscripts. He might as well be idle. He opened the stream and took the fickle netizens on a shopping spree of the Art Academy’s charity market.

There were over 300,000 viewers on his stream now. Most of the netizens had gradually adjusted to Meng Fan’s unprofessionalism in the drawing streams category. He started out drawing in the studio, then moved onto streaming pretty girls having their caricatures drawn, which was immediately followed by some marathon and running to Shanghai from Hangzhou. After this, he took the netizens on a bunch of night tours, and most recently he’d began streaming basketball arcade machines… compared to these activities, streaming a charity market was nothing out of the ordinary.

Of course, the art academy’s charitable market were very worth watching.

First off, the people were attractive.

There were almost too many good looking girls and boys, and not only were their faces and figures were great, but their fashion sense was also top quality.

There were more than a dozen students from the animation department standing in a row, all dressed up in cosplay. Out of them, more than half were girls, whose costumes from the opening ceremony had been sold instantly right after the event ended. Today, they collectively wore a gothic lolita uniform.

The cumbersome mix of different dark colors, superimposed with roses, spiders, thorny vines, vampires, blood marks, and dolls without a trace of life. In addition to all of them being small and slender girls with umbrellas… The visual effect was too great. At least when Meng Fan approached the animation department’s stalls, his stream exploded.

“I just love it when Meng fatty brings us to see these exciting scenes.”

“I like the second one to the left, she’s so cute!”