Chapter 111 - Who Isn’t an Actor?

Chapter 111: Who Isn’t an Actor?
Translator: 
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Ms. Liang Qing is too much!

Seeing Wu Tong was going to be her assistant, his head exploded instantly. This was such a mess! He made a phone call.

Aiyoyo, are you holding a grudge? Mum didn’t tell you to go back but see, your sister told me anyways didn’t she?
The voice across the receiver was Liang Jing’s laughter.
I’m not talking about that!
said Meng Fan.

Not this?
Liang Qing thought for a moment.
Then what?


Stop pretending! Let me ask you, where are you?


Hong Kong of course, for an art show. Oh right, you want me to bring you an action figure when I go back? Mum remembered for you!


That’s not what it’s called!


Oh, then what is it? You can’t make your mother bring you back a wife, right?
Ms.Liang Qing said very helplessly.
Meng Fan knew what kind of a person his mother was. It was no surprise that she participated in a global competition, but coincidentally finding Wu Tong to be her assistant? That’s too deliberate. Meng Fan didn’t believe that just because his mother graduated from the Chinese painting department at the academy of fine arts, she would take care of the descendants from the same program.
Although she had calmed down a lot in recent years, Liang Qing was still Liang Qing. Besides, Meng Fan remembered she had a large number of people in her own studio already. There was no reason for her to find someone else’s student to be her assistant and show her face at her exhibition.
Besides, both Qin Jiao and Meng Cai Wei had known of Wu Tong’s existence. Meng Fan didn’t believe that these two had said nothing to Ms. Liang Qing.
Therefore, even with his toes, he could think of why Ms. Liang Qing asked Wu Tong to be her assistant.
Only Liang Qing refused to admit this, and Meng Fan couldn’t go into more detail. He hadn’t even told them how he really felt about Wu Tong. If he admitted to them, who knew what the result would be!
Meng Fan was genuinely scared that Ms.Liang Qing was going to chew up Wu Tong!

Ms. Liang Qing, we’ve already agreed. I have the freedom to love who I want, and you can’t interfere!

He couldn’t muster anything else beyond this warning. If his mom knew he liked Wu Tong, she wouldn’t take it too far. At least, Wu Tong’s attitude would not change immediately after returning. Growing close then distant all of a sudden.
What if his mom didn’t know about him and Wu Tong, then… Okay, this what-if scenario didn’t exist.
Hearing Meng Fan’s words, Liang Qing began to laugh.

Kid, your mother already brought out the words ‘wife’, and you’re still stubbornly resisting. Alright, let’s keep pretending, who isn’t an actor!

Of course. To Meng Fan, Liang Qing was willing to die before she admitted anything, while to Liang Qing, Meng Fan was doing the same. She knew Meng Fan already knew about Wu Tong being her assistant. She just wanted to see what kind of attitude Meng Fan had towards Wu Tong.
It was logical to make Wu Tong her assistant. Wu Tong’s skills were present and belonged to those of a rising star in Chinese painting. If she could bring up a strong younger generation, nobody will see anything wrong with that. Even if Meng Fan continued to ask, she was invulnerable to his questioning. Besides, being pretty naturally attracted more attention. It was very reasonable for her to notice Wu Tong!
Although Liang Qing was unreliable, she still respected Meng Fan. Even if she had poached Wu Tong to be her assistant, she still treated her according to the procedure, not doing anything excessive. By getting along, she could see what kind of a person Wu Tong was.
Nobody could say for certain though about what difference was between Liang Jing’s idea of an excessive boundary, and a regular person’s idea of excessive boundaries.

Freedom to love? Mom won’t interfere! Regardless if you like boys or girls, mom will support you! What, are you going to bring a boyfriend or a girlfriend back to meet me?


… Ms. Liang Qing, please contain yourself!

Huffing, Meng Fan hung up the phone. He then looked at the message from Wu Tong and hesitated for a long time before deciding to keep the issue hidden.
How could he tell her? If he did, what would she think? Would she had mistaken that Meng Fan sent his mother to find her? If she had a bad reaction and thinks Meng Fan was a mama’s boy, then it was really over for him… But if this made her attitude towards him even better… That was not what Meng Fan wanted either.
He was conflicted and emotional!
Wouldn’t it have been perfect if he hadn’t seen her message?!

I can finally open my phone! I dropped it in the water (Laugh cry emoji), I think I lost some messages, and I don’t think I can get them back. Did you say something?

This was a poor operation, but he had been forced.
If Wu Tong resends it, heh. It would all be for nothing.

Go fix your phone first, be careful on the way. I’m pretty tired today, so I’ll tell you tomorrow. I’m off to bed, goodnight.

Seeing this, Meng Fan’s head inflated. This operation was really no good.
He had never been in a relationship, so how could he come up with a reasonable idea?
He headed home in a depressed mood after visiting one scenic spot.
Returning to his house and showering, Meng Fan did a few illustrations with low efficiency. Thinking about it, he sent a cry for help to Meng Cai Wei.
Sis, how did you threaten mom to sever your relationship that one year?

Meng Cai Wei did not ask, probably already knowing the reason. She replied,
We’re not the same. It’s a threat when I say I’m going to cut my own flesh, but if you tell her this, she’d hand you the knife.

Meng Fan almost spat out blood. Thinking about it, he sent a message to his friends’ circle that could only be seen by his family.
How can I end my brother-sister relationship with Meng Cai Wei? I’ll be online, urgently waiting for a response.

Soon, a reply came from his cousin Meng Cai Tang.
Do you not know you were picked from the garbage?

Another cousin, Meng Cai Lan copied and pasted the same sentence directly under Meng Cai Wei’s comment.
Then his older cousins Meng Cai He, and Meng Cai Lian followed…
The youngest cousin, Meng Cai Hui did not copy and paste, but straight up responded,
You were found outside.

Only his oldest cousin, Meng Cai Ju, had the warmest heart.
Although you were found, you will always be my sister, Cai Fan!

Seeing the name
Cai Fan
his older sisters had picked for him, Meng Fan felt hopeless.
Following, Meng Fan refused to check the replies from his Da bo, third uncle, third aunt, big uncle, second uncle, etc. Each one stung his fragile heart a little bit more!
As an actress, Meng Cai Wei would not even make a splash if she was thrown into this family group chat.
Meng Fan who had been more depressed from this silently turned off his phone with a stomach full of despair. With the night owl capabilities, he did not fall asleep until three in the morning.
He didn’t know when he fell asleep, but he woke up at five o’clock the next day. He had gotten used to running every morning at the school track. It was only after warming up when he realized Wu Tong was in Hong Kong.
After running five kilometers, Meng Fan conveniently passed a person practicing javelin, so he went over and stole some throws.
He had searched the internet for a javelin throwing video, as the javelin throwing posture was very different from shot put. However, there were similarities in how the force was distributed, plus the precision of the throw, for javelins were embedded into the earth the moment they landed.
Although Meng Fan couldn’t comprehend the correct posture on his own, it wouldn’t be too difficult to throw a set distance. Either way, after trying out a few throws, the tall classmate who had been practicing ceased his exercises.
It seems Meng Fan had seriously damaged his confidence.
There were no measurement tools at the time, but with Meng Fans +1 observational skills, his throw had reached 40 meters.
If he really put his mind to it and practiced hard, with his strength, he could easily score the 51 meter distance of a 2nd tier national athlete, just like he had with shot put.
Beginning in the afternoon, the school became flooded with the atmosphere of a sports meet. There were still several people last minute training on the track, while the rest of the students were all involved in the event in some way.
At the end of the afternoon class, Wang Ya Nan called a few guys and headed out. Soon, a pile of objects appeared in the classroom. It was the uniform and equipment for their year in the department.
The animation department’s uniform was very comical, basically, various anime characters that could be cosplayed.
In first year, Meng Fan had gotten Totoro, and Devil Buu in second year. This year… He was assigned a tuxedo, and a basketball that Wang Ya Nan handed to him.

Huh? Did you watch my arcade basketball stream yesterday so you gave me this role? Sakuragi, Rukawa, or Tetsuya Kuroko?
Meng Fan was considerably happy.
Wang Ya Nan continued to fumble around in her big black bag. She lifted her head, and gave meng Fan a look that said,
keep guessing
.