Chapter 60: Feeding Prohibited
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Good looking?
‘Is she complimenting me?’
Meng Fan’s face broke into a smile as if he’d just lost and gained 2 kilograms of spicy dough strips.
He remembered that when he was a child, he was often called good looking. When he was in elementary school, it became ‘you’re so cute’! And in Junior high, all he’d been left with was ‘you’re a good person’. Then high school, university… There wasn’t much else aside from ‘you’re so fat’.
Ten, fifteen years?
Meng Fan genuinely couldn’t remember the last time someone had called him good looking not out of sarcasm.
Although she had only complimented his smile, and it most certainly was caused by the metaphysical effect of the +1 smile appeal, he was still undoubtedly joyous.
Meng Fan blushed and said very modestly, “Then I’ll try to smile more in the future.”
The monolid girl smiled heartily. “Don’t wait, just do it now.”
Meng Fan let out a vibrant smile. Strangely, the monolid girl actually blushed after pausing for a moment.
“This pretty girls’ eyes look really good when she smiles!”
“Hehe you guys only noticed the pretty girl’s smile, but I’ve been silently observing her long legs. If I guessed correctly, these legs… could play for 7 months and 8 days!”
“Can you guys tell me accurately, is that pretty girl flirting with Meng boss or is he flirting with her?”
“Mother of Jesus, that’s the legendary G.o.ddess of our school’s hip-hop dance club!”
“Does Meng fatty look good when he smiles? Can the fickle netizens in the site please confirm!”
“Who was the one that said they were going to his stream site yesterday? Are you there or not? Can you send pictures, I really want to know what Meng boss looks like!”
“People who want to see the host’s appearance join groups 181,948, 600.”
The fickle netizens in the stream were chiding with joy, and the online viewers were in high spirits as well. After streaming for 8 hours, Meng Fan’s viewer count had exceeded 20,000.
The newly introduced netizens were won over by Meng Fan’s hand speed and drawing skills. The “old customers” had their interests elsewhere, mostly on the pretty girls. Their favorite content to see were the selfies these pretty ladies had taken with Meng Fan and their interaction with him during the process. If they flirted with him, then the live comments would explode for a while.
As for the most common interactions between the host and the netizens, n.o.body really cared for. It was even common to see fans that had sent wave after wave of gifts didn’t even receive a thank you from Meng Fan; and on the contrary, it was strange for him to say thank you.
“You’re number one in the drawing category and the popularity ranks!”
When Meng Fan reached the twentieth drawing, a live comment appeared on the stream channel that triggered another series of congratulatory responses.
Meng Fan, who had been occasionally glancing at the comments was stunned for a moment.
At this time, the number of viewers watching his stream had exceeded 30,000, and since this wasn’t a popular time for the other stream lords, he was able to reach first place in the drawing category with 30,000 viewers.
In addition to the number of viewers online, his popularity rating was also dependent on the gifts he received.
Evidently, Meng Fan’s channel was thriving in this aspect as well.
The gifts were mostly concentrated during the moments where pretty girls came over to take a photo. This was because their faces were closer to the camera, and their features more visible. As for how much was gifted, that depended on the level of interaction that occurred between Meng Fan and the girls. So when the monolid girl had initiated her flirting with Meng Fan, the chat exploded with gifts.
Following this, they were most concentrated when the girls left after receiving their painting to go buy Meng Fan food and returning to feed him.
On the topic of feeding, manager Gao of the cultural plaza had possessed incredible foresight, providing Meng Fan a table. It was perfect for collecting food and snacks he didn’t have time to eat.
The most interesting thing was not only that all of the girls who had received a drawing had fed him, but that the onlookers standing to the side also invested in the business.
When visiting a park, who wouldn’t have a few snacks and drinks on them. If each person casually handed out a few, his table would be filled up.
It’s true Meng Fan couldn’t watch food spoil like he couldn’t watch someone die, like yesterday, eating everything that had been provided. But today, he just couldn’t eat all of it!
In a fit of rage, Meng Fan took out a sheet of drawing paper and wrote “I’m losing weight, feeding is prohibited” on it and placed it on the small table.
Otherwise, either he ate himself to death, or he died of discomfort from watching food go to waste.
At three in the afternoon, Meng Fan stopped distributing the queue numbers earlier than yesterday. It wasn’t that he had to go home to stream, but because there were way too many people in line, with over thirty still waiting.
Tourists had purchased tickets to visit the park but refused to watch any of the other performances, choosing to wait in line for a cartoon caricature. This was a perfect example of Chinese people and their crowd loving mentality, always afraid to miss out on a good deal.
By the time he finished all the caricatures, it was already 5:30 pm. He completed 86 caricatures in total, thankfully having the foresight to bring a couple of hundred sheets of paper.
Not all 86 caricatures gave Meng Fan experience for the task [ Ill.u.s.trator ], counting all about 30 didn’t make the standard set by the system. This standard made Meng Fan feel very helpless, mostly because he didn’t know what it was!
After discovering that some drawings did not increase his experience, Meng Fan began to compare, but even after comparing all of the drawings, he couldn’t seem to find a pattern. Meng Fan felt powerless.
However, in terms of time and cost efficiency, Meng Fan believed that drawing these caricatures was way more lucrative than doing ill.u.s.trations in the studio.
Therefore, no matter what the standard was, it was probably better to draw higher quality portraits in a short amount of time.
At this stage, task phase 3 of [Ill.u.s.trator]: 413/500.
He was only 87 away from completing the mission, and he was progressing much faster than expected.
He had streamed five hours already, and the amount of online viewers reached another peak high at 42,000.
In addition to the visible location of his ‘booth’ and today being Sat.u.r.day so tourists were abundant, Meng Fan approximated about 100,000 total viewers before he logged off his channel. It had exceeded his expectations however, reaching 137,000!
The amount of total views for his entire channel suddenly increased to nearly 410,000.
All the gifts he’d acc.u.mulated through the stream these last few days had boosted his UP level to 18.
Of course, compared to these, to Meng Fan, the biggest gain from the day was the twelve other pretty girls following after the monolid girl who told him he looked good when he smiled.
Logging off, Meng Fan was packing his stuff when four onlookers surrounded him, one of them being the s.h.i.+ Zhan youth.
“Meng host, they’re also fans of your channel!”
The s.h.i.+ Zhan youth excitedly introduced the three people, one of which Meng Fan had been familiar with through his username. The other had been pulled into his admin group chat, and they had conversed before too.
“You guys actually came!”
Meng Fan often saw people in the live chat boast of coming to the booth to watch him stream but didn’t expect any of them to actually show up. Meng Fan just felt it was unexpected, but not strange; for he had also once bought plane tickets to a certain city to see a certain CV concert and attend their handshake event.
Of the three netizens, two were timid and one was an extrovert. In addition to the presence of the s.h.i.+ Zhan youth who had already engaged him in face to face experience, Meng Fan didn’t feel awkward being around them.
The four speedily helped Meng Fan take down his booth.
Meng Fan thanked Gao, and said to the four, “Let me buy you guys dinner.”
One of the extroverted netizens was shocked. “You can still eat?”
“You guys eat, I’ll draw your caricatures. ”
As antic.i.p.ated; Meng Fan, who had been fed to the brink of collapse, was naturally unable to eat.
An hour later, Meng Fan didn’t wait for the s.h.i.+ Zhan youth to offer him a ride home and hurriedly hailed a taxi back to the campus.
After Meng Fan left, the four netizens unanimously took out their cell phones and entered the group chat on Meng Fan’s channel. They then one by one uploaded the photos from today into the group.
After returning to the academy, Meng Fan headed to the track to run his ten kilometers. After showering, he didn’t go to the studio to stream but comfortably headed back to lay on his bed and read manga on his iPad.
After his reincarnation, Meng Fan indeed worked very hard. His schedule had been packed by the system, basically filling every day with activities to do. For him, nights like tonight where he could read manga for four hours before happily gaming for another two hours has never happened before!
“Did the Meng Fan I knew came back?!”
This was the unanimous feeling of all the three roommates upon seeing Meng Fan’s downfall into his old habits.
The next morning, Meng Fan did not wake up for his morning run, and it was already 8 o clock. The three felt even more strange.
Strange, yet familiar!
They became dumbfounded, however, when Meng Fan woke up at 8:30 and told them he was attending a mini-marathon for a charity event.
“Are you sure you’re not playing tricks right now?”