Chapter 150: Scattered process 2

Father hero is a hero?
Tiger mother has no dogs?
Well, Meng Fan is so arrogant that Qin Hao can still accept it, or it seems that it can only be explained.
After all, he has a mother who is a master of Chinese painting. He also has a painting of architectural drawings to abandon other functions. Not to mention that beauty is the father who can kill most painters.
Speaking of science, genes can not only determine your origin, but also determine a lot of things.
The things that make these decisions, although they don't say, determine your life, but there are so many things that others can't exchange for.
I don’t often hear a word.
With the low level of effort of most people, there’s no such thing as a talent.
It sounds like a bowl of chicken soup. It’s actually a bit poisonous. It’s a real hard-working talent. I will know how important talent is, and a little talent can really be worth a lot of effort.
If you want to get out of class, work hard is enough. If you want to excel, you will not only work hard, but also have talent.
Of course, it is impossible to have a talented person who does not work hard to be outstanding.
Unless... your talent is the face!
In Qin Zhen’s opinion, Meng Fan used to be a player who didn’t work hard enough to rely on talents. Well, even if you don’t work hard, you’ve always been at the top of the list. With a little effort, you can master several areas of design – now Up, the aura of talent is also geometrically magnified.
And Meng Fan’s efforts, Qin Hao can indeed be seen.
"Where you are, you are a genius!" Qin Yu’s ability to turn to the topic is also very strong. "I would like to ask the genius classmates, your sister’s work of drawing the hand-painted posters that I brought to you in the name of the studio I created, is it right? I am paying dividends?"
"You don't say that I almost forgot."
Meng Fan hung up the phone of Qin Yu, and then used WeChat to send a red envelope to Qin.
When Qin Hao opened it, he immediately gave him the expression of the middle finger: "Is it a penny?"
Meng Fan haha ​​smiled and then transferred a sum of money.
After the Qin dynasty saw it, it was smashed, 100,000!
Qin Hao was a little bit responsive: "So much? Are you being stolen?"
Meng Fan: "You really think, who has stolen the money to give you so much money! Not for you. Have you ever said that you have participated in a charity event that brings an art class to a mountain village child? Money, donate it to me."
Qin Xiao did not understand a bit: "You are not saying that you are short of money?"
Meng Fan explained very seriously: "I am short of money, so I have to find a way to make some money to make money. If you make money, you can't spend it. I don't know how to spend it, so I donated it.

Qin Hao had been there for a long time, but he did not respond: "You have listened to this logic!"
After arriving at the place, Meng Fan paid the money and then returned to Qin Yu to say: "Genius, the logic of genius is what you can understand."
Qin Lan wanted to marry him, but he didn't think of a swearing word for a long time, and he was completely caught in the logic of Meng Fan's wonderful.
"Ding!"
Because of the successful donation of 100,000 yuan this time, I completed the task of the second process of earning money, and won the reward of +100.
[Fallen Boys] The current experience is 190,000, which is 310,000 from the 500,000 required by Process III, and 810,000 from the final goal of 1 million.
For the task of selling money, I didn’t think much about it before. Now I have been put on the agenda after I have the ability to make money.
Although the scope of the wealth is very wide, there are many ways, how can the local tyrants come, but Meng Fan thinks that it is better to think a little bit.
Meng Fan thinks of three kinds, one is to help those in need, one is charity, and the other is self-happy.
Just like the "live room purchase" during the previous school sports meeting, it was purely self-satisfied, but the more amazing thing is that the money he spent in the end has not been rewarded by the water friends.
After getting off the bus, I went to the school restaurant to have a meal. Chen Daqiang said that the sirloin stewed radish in the restaurant today is delicious.
When I was eating, it was also a coincidence, brushing the collar and brushing it into a hot spot.
At first, it was because a primary school lunch cut-off was exposed, causing a hot discussion on the bib, all kinds of angry snipers, and then suddenly a warm hearted collar appeared in the atmosphere full of anger.
This bib is about the Mali County-Danhai School in Dechang County, which is a school in a poor area that has applied for a free lunch. Since I applied for a free lunch five years ago, this bib is a day-to-day introduction to the lunch at noon, with pictures of meals, recording every expenditure.
This bib has been doing this for five years, and it has been under nobody for five years.
Even if you don't have to compare the school that cut corners, this is a very moving thing, and then someone finds out several school bib accounts that also apply for a free lunch.
For the free lunch this charity project, Meng Fan still knows a little about it. So, I found these schools along the collar. I wanted to donate it, but the procedure was a bit troublesome, so I donated 100,000 yuan to the charity project. .
After brushing the collar to donate the money, and then eat this radish sirloin, the taste is not too good, eat 100,000 pieces for a meal!
In the afternoon, Meng Fan wanted to go out to play with Wu Tong. He called and asked Wu Tong what he wanted in the afternoon. Wu Tong replied that he wanted to catch up with the manuscript, and Meng Fan listened.
"Coincident, me too."
Hurry back to the bedroom and took the picture tube to the studio.
There are still quite a lot of studio people on the weekend. After all, there is no shortage of geniuses and hard-working people in this college. Of course, there are many people who are hard-working and talented.
"You can't come to the studio some days."
Ms. Chen Fu, the administrator who is meditating on her own position, looked up at Meng Fancai’s door. It’s not how unconcerned her meditation is, but it is really a bit of a sense of presence.
Meng Fan scratched his head and didn't know how to answer it.
Chen Fu’s mouth slammed into a corner of the studio and said,
Is this for the people?

Meng Fan arched his hand: "You are old-eyed."
"I got it, I still have eyes." Chen Fu smiled. "Last time, I can treat the cute girl with freckles on my face as the object of your pursuit. Whoever thinks, your boy's eyes are quite high, and I am fascinated by this. Beautiful girl in Chinese painting." Slightly depressed the voice, pointing Meng Fan to a bright road, said, "I can hear, this Wu Tong's favorite is your mother."
Meng Fan’s head was big, he could only report it as a smirk, then went to the position next to Wu Tong to sit down.
Wu Tong looked at Meng Fan~EbookFREE.me~ whispered: "Mr. Chen knows you?"
Meng Fan nodded and said half-truth: "She saw me when she was a child."
I spent an afternoon in the studio, ate dinner together, and then went back to the studio to continue painting. Wu Tong was really a manuscript, Meng Fan, although I dare not do it, but there are indeed many things to paint.
At 8 o'clock the next morning, Meng Fan went to the competition venue.
The CGL Basketball Championship City Race is not as simple as the last store competition. It is divided into single player, men's doubles and mixed doubles. It takes one day to complete all the competitions. The schedule is still very tight. I started the game.
The latest start is the first round of the men's singles. There are a lot of places in the city. There are a total of 30 people, divided into three groups, taking three rounds in turn, taking the top 12 points into the second round.
When Meng Fan arrived... Well, Qu Jingjing and others are already there, and this time there are more than four people, ten or so.
What surprised Meng Fan is Wu Tong! ()