Chapter 20

"Say, what have you been hiding from us recently!"

As soon as Meng fan entered the bedroom, three roommates who were lying in ambush behind the door joined forces and pressed hard on the bed. Right, isn't it? The combined weight of the three people around Zhang is estimated to be a little more than that of Meng fan alone. If you don't work hard to make you eat milk, you may not be able to hold it down.

The premise is that Meng fan doesn't struggle.

"If you have something to say, don't press others on the bed... At least close the door."

"Grass."

The three people were frightened by Meng fan's words.

"Fat man, you've been strange lately."

"Confession, running and live broadcast! What happened to you?"

"Also, what's the speed of your painting? We all know what speed it used to be!"

"Fat man, are you hanging up?"

…….

"You are incredibly free to broadcast live, and the illustration task has been completed? Also, what is the speed of your painting?"

Such a problem also appeared in the wechat sent by Gentiana macrophylla. Zhang Weiwei sent Meng fan's live link in the class group, and she naturally saw it.

"My mother's training for you has not spared me, and it's double the amount."

Seeing Meng fan's reply and a row of crying expressions sent from behind, Gentiana instantly flashed in her mind all kinds of unimaginable abnormal names, such as chopsticks with beans or marbles, hanging bells on her fingers not to ring, wrists tied with sandbags, which are called training to increase hand stability, speed and strength.

Thinking that Meng fan might have been trained for more than ten years, he sympathized for two seconds.

"Why didn't you find your speed so fast before?"

"If I didn't live broadcast, who would pay attention to this?"

After dealing with three roommates, Meng fan skillfully solved the problem of Gentiana straminea. For the time being, the matter of hand speed is reasonable. Who hasn't had a talent to shine.

Those roommates asked Meng fan if he was hung up, but it was just a casual question. Who would really think deeply? Even Meng fan took the initiative to tell them that he was hung up, no one believed it.

…….

The next morning, Meng fan ran 5000 meters on the playground as usual, which was a little easier than yesterday. The pace progress was not fast, but after several adjustments, it was standard not to rely on the forced interference of black technology running shoes.

The morning class was at 9:30. Taking advantage of this time, Meng fan went to the studio to change the rest of the paintings of "a thousand years of Floating Life", which should be changed. Thirty of them were selected and handed over to Gentiana straminea after the class at 9:30.

"Better and faster than I thought." Gentiana macrophylla glanced roughly and put it away, "wait for news."

"Miss Qin, are you free at noon? I have an appointment with several teachers. Do you want to come?"

Outside the classroom, a handsome young male teacher who had been waiting for a long time pretended to be passing by and greeted Gentiana macrophylla with a particularly bright smile, but it was difficult to hide a trace of tension.

Well, another suitor.

"Sorry, I have a meal with several students."

Gentiana declined, pointing to Meng fan Wang Yanan and other girls in the back.

It's impossible to use boys as a shield.

Obviously, Wang Yanan had already been familiar with this routine, and he reacted very quickly and naturally to the side of Gentiana macrophylla, while still talking about where and what dishes are delicious.

"These dish names make me hungry. Please bring one."

After frantic confession, Meng fan's face is indeed a lot thicker. It was impossible to say such words, let alone the expression on his face.

"You're going. What do we eat?"

Gentiana laughed and joked, and took Wang Yanan and left.

Meng fan's eyes fell on the male teacher. The male teacher looked like I didn't see anything and hurried away.

Crazy, you're such a big guy who can eat a table at a glance!

"Why? This is, I lose weight, I don't eat much!"

……

"Lose weight? Are you kidding him!"

Zhang, who was caught and killed by Meng fan, looked around at the folded dishes on the table, opened his mobile phone and looked at the balance, looking desperate.

"Alas, it's strange. It seems that after starting running, the appetite is a little larger than before." Meng fan patted his stomach and hiccupped. He looked around Zhang with a smile and went to pay the bill with a bitter face.

Zhang Zhou complained, "Mom, Yanan accepts my confession. I'm ready to eat instant noodles this month. I didn't expect to catch up with you and eat the room fee for one meal!"

Meng fan laughed: "don't brag about it. Pay the room fee. Go and see if your queen will agree. If you agree, I'll pay the room fee."

As soon as he heard this, Zhang immediately hit eggplant like frost. With his understanding of Wang Yanan, he was afraid that he would have to go through thousands of hardships if he wanted to open the front.

"Let me just make an analogy. We are pure love, and spiritual communication is far more than physical communication. Understand?"

"Hehe, are you fooling me or coaxing yourself?"

"Get out!"

College is full of youth, and youth is a hormone.

There are people around Zhang and Meng fan naturally, but there is no source.

Just as after dinner, Zhang Wai asked Wang Yanan to watch a movie in the afternoon, ready to try to kiss his mouth in the dark, while Meng fan had to go to the studio.

Before the class at 3:30 p.m., Meng fan was in the studio, searching for all kinds of Lori girls, while conceiving the modeling, which was a preparation for the live broadcast in the evening.

The seven imperial sister characters painted live yesterday are all familiar to Meng fan. In other words, he usually paints more imperial sister characters. These seven characters have been painted. Naturally, they are not strange and fast to draw live.

As for Lori, although Meng fan can name dozens of names at one time without breathing, he is really not familiar with character modeling. It is estimated that there are only threeorfour people who can draw directly without looking at the prototype.

There is not much time, but it is just enough for Meng fan to choose a dozen lollies and be familiar with their body structure Um, character modeling!

After class in the afternoon, I took bananas to pad my stomach, put on sports clothes, and stepped on the still hot runway to start the evening brush circle.

The 5000 meters is now quite easy for Meng fan, and the pace has easily reached 8 minutes per kilometer.

Counting the warm-up and stretching time, plus the shower, it also took an hour and a half before and after, ordering some takeout for dinner, and rushed to the studio after eating.

Yesterday's position is occupied, so I can only change my position.

Put the picture, turn on the mobile phone, adjust the angle, get ready, shout in several groups in advance, and start broadcasting at 19:30 on time.

"Coming, coming."

"It's time for the live broadcast."

"Hello, boss Meng."

Soon, the number of people online in the live room reached 200.

Brush brush.

There is nothing else in the live picture except the sound of the brush across the painting.

"Your friend's silent anchor has been online."

"Don't talk if you have the ability! I'm afraid I don't know when a frightening sentence will suddenly come!"

"Who is this painting?"

"Today's Lori special, well, this figure is really very Lori."

"I'll never see yesterday's magnificent scene again."

"There are also girls with childlike faces, such as Shaling!"

"Is Sha Aya an anime character? (covering her mouth) it seems that I know too much."

"Hestia! Sasaki Chihiro! Qiu Kela! Chaobineshi nine! God on behalf of the little shis! Jilulish... Hehe, don't be too much!"

"Gentlemen, that's enough!"

"Does host Meng look like a person who paints such a lolly?"

"No, because it is."

"Hahaha, in fact, Meng Pang's own appearance is a childlike giant w!"

"I wipe half of the painting. Isn't this Sakura? Well, it's very Lori!"