Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
“Speak, what haven’t you been telling us lately!”
As ng Fan entered the dormitory, he was ambushed by his three roommates and shoved onto his bed. Can you bla them? Yes, the weight of Zhang Zhou Wei and his other roommates were enough to hold ng Fan down, if only by a bit. If they didn’t use all their strength, they wouldn’t have been able to suppress ng Fan.
Mostly, they managed to do so because ng Fan did not resist.
“If you have sothing to say, say it nicely. Don’t just throw on the bed… At the very least, close the door.”
“F**k.”
The three grown n retreated, disgusted by ng Fan’s statent.
“Fatty, you’ve been acting really strange lately.”
“Confessions, running, and streaming! What happened to you?”
“Also, what’s the deal with your drawing speed? We all know what your speed was like before!”
“Fatty, are you cheating?”
…
“You actually have the ti to stream. Did you finish your illustration work? Really, what’s up with your drawing speed?”
The sa question also appeared in Qin Jiao’s WeChat ssage. Zhang Zhou Wei had sent ng Fan’s stream link to their class’s group chat, and she had seen the madness.
“My mom did not torture any less than she did you, not only that, she doubled the amount.”
Qin Jiao responded with a row of crying emotes upon seeing ng Fan’s ssage. A wave of mories washed through her mory. Picking up marbles and peas with chopsticks, hanging bells on fingers and not allowing them to ring, wrists tied to sandbags, all to increase the stability and speed of her hands, and training her strength.
The thought of ng Fan being tortured for a decade and more, she felt pity for him for a whole two minutes.
“How co I didn’t see you were this fast before?”
“If I didn’t stream it, who would notice this?”
After dealing with his three roommates, he had skillfully thwarted Qin Jiao. For now, he had covered up the hand speed issue. Who didn’t have that one mont of stage ti in their lives?
His roommates had asked if he was cheating, though it had just been a random question. Who would have thought, even if ng Fan had told them he was cheating, nobody would believe him.
…
The second morning, ng Fan went to the track for his usual 5-kiloter run, which compared to yesterday who felt slightly easier. The speed of his pace was not considered fast, but his posture had been adjusted to the point where he was running properly without relying on the black technology running shoes.
The morning class was at 9:30. Taking advantage of the morning, ng Fan went to the studio to finish and edit the artwork for “Floating Dream in a Millenium”. From them, he selected 30 pieces to submit to Qin Jiao at the end of class.
“This is better than I thought, and faster too.” Qin Jiao roughly looked it over and packed it up. “Wait for my news.”
“Professor Qin, are you free at lunch? and a couple of other profs made plans, you want to co?”
Outside the classroom, a young and handso male teacher pretending to be a passerby had been waiting. He waved hello to Qin Jiao, beaming splendidly, but looking undoubtedly nervous.
Of course another admirer.
“Sorry, I made plans for lunch with so students.”
Qin Jiao turned him down and pointed towards ng Fan… No, towards Wang Ya Nan and her girlfriends standing behind ng Fan.
Of course, she wouldn’t use a guy as an excuse.
Evidently, Wang Ya Nan and her friends were used to this routine. They responded quickly, walking towards Qin Jiao, all the while chattering about which restaurants have the best food.
“These dishes sound delicious, I’m drooling. Please take with you.”
After his confession craze, ng Fan’s skin had indeed gotten thicker. This was sothing the old him would never say, especially with that shaless expression.
“If you co, what are we going to eat?!”
Qin Jiao teased him, then left with Wang Ya Nan and her girls.
ng Fan shifted his gaze to the male professor. The man rushed away as if he saw nothing.
“I’m not that crazy, I didn’t get the girl and I have to take your fat a*s out to eat, keep dreaming!”
“Why are you like this? I’m dieting, I won’t eat much!”
…
“Losing weight? Who are you trying to fool?!”
After being kidnapped by ng Fan, Zhang Zhou Wei looked around at the dishes stacked around him. Looking at his bank balance on his phone, his face went sullen.
“That’s so weird. It’s like you’re eating more after you started running.” ng Fan patted his stomach lightly and greedily smiled as Zhang Zhou Wei begrudgingly paid the bill.
Zhang Zhou Wei was still complaining. “Mother f**ker, when Yan Nan agrees to be my girlfriend, I already made preparations to eat ran this month, but I didn’t expect to cover for your fat a*s. A al costs a month of rent!”
ng Fan laughed. “Stop bluffing, rent my a*s. Why don’t you ask to sleep with her, and see if your queen will agree? If she agrees, I’ll pay your rent.”
As soon as he heard this, Zhang Zhou Wei’s expression looked as if it had been hit by frost. With his understanding of Wang Ya Nan, it would probably take thousands of years before she ‘opened up’ to him.
“I was just making a confession, what we have is pure love, emotional connection is more important than a physical one okay?”
“Heh, are you fooling or just playing yourself?”
“Get lost!”
University was full of youthful air, and the youth was just a cluster of hormones.
Zhang Zhou Wei had so, ng Fan did too, only they had no outlet.
As they finished eating, Zhang Zhou Wei had scheduled to go to the movies with Wang Ya Nan. He was prepared to try his luck in the darkness, in hopes of receiving a kiss. ng Fan could only head for the studio.
He had one more class at 3:30 in the afternoon. Until then, ng Fan was busy in the studio searching for all different types of loli girls to use as references—conceiving their styles as a preparation for the night.
The seven seductress types from last night were all people ng Fan was familiar with, as this was a type of character he usually drew. All seven of the girls he had drawn at least once before, so when he had stread himself it felt comfortable while taking little ti.
But regarding lolis, it was a different story. Although he could recall dozens of nas in one breath, he was not very familiar with their stylings and characteristics. There were about three or four people he could actually draw just based on mory.
There wasn’t much ti, but just enough for ng Fan to pick out ten Lolis and familiarize with their body shapes… No, their character!
After his class, ng Fan had a banana to curb his hunger. He changed into his sportswear, stepping onto the track field and beginning his laps.
Five kiloters had beco quite easy for ng Fan, as his lap ti was now 8 minutes per kiloter.
Including warm-up and stretching ti, and a shower afterward, it took him about an hour and a half. He chaotically ordered so take out for dinner, wolfed it down and rushed towards the studio.
Yesterday’s seat had been taken, so ng Fan had to switch.
He placed the draft down, opened the phone, adjusted the angle and prepared to stream. He sent a notification in advance to the group chat. Stream begins at 19:30 on the dot.
“He’s here, he’s here!”
“I made it just in ti!”
“Hello, ng Boss.”
In no ti, the number of viewers went up to 200.
Scratch, scratch, scratch.
Asides from the sound of pencil on paper, it was silent inside the cara fra.
“Your friend, the speechless host has co online.”
“If you’re real tough sh*t, then don’t talk at all! Don’t appear out of nowhere with a phrase and scare everyone!”
“Who’s he drawing this ti?”
“Today was the loli special. Yes, this figure is very lolita.”
“I guess we can kiss yesterday’s seductresses goodbye.”
“There must be so loli’s who have beautiful faces? Like Saaya!”
“Saaya isn’t an ani character? *gasp emoji* I think I know too much.”
“Hestia! Chiho Sasaki! Chocola! Asahina Mikuru! Jindai Komaki! Mizuki Kushiro… Heh, don’t draw too many!”
“Gentleman that’s enough!”
“Does ng boss seem like soone who would draw this kind of loli?”
“No, he doesn’t seem like it, because he definitely is.”
“Hahahhaha ng fatty’s actual appearance looks like a little girl!”
“He’s halfway done my god, isn’t this Sakura? Yes, this definitely counts as loli!”
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