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Dragon Boat Translation
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Dragon Boat Translation
Wu Tong, who was that? Why is he so weird?
Weird is weird, but he’s chubby and pretty cute!
After Meng Fan had left, the two girls curiously looked towards Wu Tong.
Wu Tong thought that Meng Fan had acted strangely as well, but aside from their interactions on the track, she had no idea what he was like normally. From watching several of his streams, the possibility of him being like this in real life was quite high. Of course, to the outside, she was very protective of her running pal. She smiled and agreed.
Yeah, it’s pretty cute.
The two girls didn’t ask more. They didn’t need to provoke any gossip to know that there was something between this traditional Chinese painting departments goddess and the fat ‘Iron Tower’.
The three girls walked towards the studio, giggling and chattering. When they arrived at the studio, Meng Fan had arrived back at his dorm.
You’re back?
Chen Dan Qiang was already up, as he had a tutoring job this morning. It was not far from the school, teaching a junior high student how to draw a tranquil life.
Among the four of them, Chen Dan Qiang did not have the best drawing skills, but he was the most patient. Since the beginning of his first year, Chen Da Qiang had begun home tutoring. Presently, he had three students, all of whom were recommended by his previous students’ parents.
The other two were still wrapped around their blankets.
Meng Fan put down his drawing tube.
Don’t want to draw anymore, I’m gonna take a walk and look for inspiration.
Zhang Zhou Wei flopped over.
You’re going to look for inspiration in this heat? Are you not afraid of being roasted stupid?
‘Heat?’
Meng Fan heard this, then considered using the Panama hat Meng Cai Tang had brought him.
Would he be cooler if he wore a hat?
Of course not.
The main purpose of wearing a hat is to cover his headband, otherwise, it seemed weird to wear a headband out in public. The headband had the function of automatically adjusting body temperature, so even if the sun was poisoned, he wouldn’t feel hot.
Now that he thought about it, this headband had black magic technology that when used outside of running, was still very ludicrous! It wasn’t an exaggeration to say he was basically bringing an air conditioner out with him!
Hey hey, you two should wake up.
As Meng Fan prepared to leave, he snickered as he woke Zhang Zhou Wei and Xing Ta Ge. He then called Chen Da Qiang over.
I learned a new dance recently, let me show you guys some new knowledge.
As he spoke, both hands gestured a thumbs up, sticking it in their faces, hands alternating back and forth in front of him, like small fists punching his chest.
Also, Meng Fan was screaming
Like, like, like
while twisting his clumsy body from side to side.
All three of them stood dumbfounded!
Then, howling ensued.
How could I have seen such an impure act, my eyes are burning!
GAGAGAGA!
Seeing nearly a two hundred point increase, Meng Fan felt great about himself. He grabbed his bag, also stuffing Zhang Zhou Wei’s portable charger into it and left the dormitory cackling.
Where did you go near the academy to find the biggest gathering of people? Definitely Song Cheng.
Although Xi Hu was not far, in this weather, Song Cheng’s was more populated in terms of density.
He jumped on a bus at the campus gate. There were quite a lot of people, so during the short journey, Meng Fan gave another round of thumbs up and got a few hundred progress points.
When he arrived at the entrance of Song Chen, Meng Fan bought a ticket and entered. Albeit there weren’t many tourists, but due to the lack of performances happening at this time, there were many people wandering around, easily spotting a chubby guy beaming and giving them the thumbs up.
What did it mean, they were being congratulated for waking up early, or they had a good taste for visiting Song Chen?
As the weather warmed up, the number of tourists increased as well.
At eleven o’clock, the performances began without end. ‘Feng Yue Beauty’, ‘Crossing the people’,
Miss Wang Jia Xuan Tossing the Silk Ball’, ‘Crossing the Characters flash show’ etc; For the more shows there were, the more tourists they attracted. The more viewers, the tighter the performances were scheduled.
For the shows required tickets to see, Meng Fan was determined not to go. It wasn’t that he was too cheap, but mostly because people who paid to watch it would want to concentrate on the performances, therefore lowering their chances of noticing him.
Aligning to the schedule of the program, Meng Fan took turns guarding the entrances to the performance venue. Once the show began or ended, while visitors were passing through, Meng Fan would send out his ‘likes’.
The door wasn’t that wide, and Meng Fan had picked a good spot, so anyone who entered and exited the venue would be able to see him and receive his blessings.
Once he dropped the first thumbs up, at least twenty or so +1’s appeared in his progress bar. A few more motions and each tourist that passed him averaged at least five or more
+1″s. The points came like water flowing through a river.
When faced with Meng Fan’s awkward blessings, most of the tourists responded with a smile, some even returning a thumbs up. Some of them looked expressionless and doubtful, while a handful were disgusted and didn’t look back at him. There was also one that had muttered ‘psychopath’ while passing, but at least nobody tried to beat him up, especially with his bulky figure looming by the door.
The staff definitely noticed Meng Fan’s strange actions, but seeing that he didn’t get too close to the tourists, nor had the tourists complained about him. Naturally, it was better to have one less trouble than one more.
Let him give all the thumbs-up he wants, as long as it’s not the middle finger.
Beep! You’ve manually ‘liked’ 10,000 times, completing task phase 1 of [Adoration Fever]. Reward: Accomplishment points +10, validation +1.
Around 11:30, Meng Fan’s mind rang with the completion tone, acquiring ten accomplishment points and one attribute point. Meng Fan was very satisfied with this efficiency. It was worth the eye rolls and vulgarities.
If he continued with this efficiency, he could reach the remaining 1100 points in a short period of time.
He didn’t care about the validation, but the one thousand or so achievement points.
When he receives these points, he could exchange several black magic tools.
Meng Fan headed to Shi Jing street, buying some food to eat as he walked around. The prices in this tourist spot were not cheap, but he was satisfied as long as the food entered his mouth.
As it neared noon, the weather heated even more, but the tourists kept coming.
For a person who usually lived in an air-conditioned room, who was even unsatisfied with frozen watermelon on a hot day, Meng Fan was extraordinarily cheerful once he arrived here, squeezing through the crowd in the blazing heat.
Some people had forgotten about the heat and exchanged a hundred HXB to rent a set of historical costumes, unknowing of the heatstroke and suffocated ticks that would await.
Meng Fan, who was still wearing his headband wasn’t hot, however, once he looked at the people around him, he began to feel the heat.
Coming out in this blazing weather, there are no words. Have a thumbs up!
Collectively he motioned it to them all. The more people there were, the higher his progress bar grew. Before 12:30, he had accumulated 20,000 likes!
The more people that saw him, the more efficient he was. Meng Fan didn’t think anything of it at first, but slowly, he discovered something different in the reactions before and after.
It almost seems like the number of people who are turning their heads have increased!
With Meng Fan’s figure and his crazy thumbs up, the amount of head turns he received were not low to begin with. Now, it felt even higher.
He was really looking at it. Some of the people he didn’t provoke began straightening their necks to look at him. It seemed as if… They were purposefully looking for Meng Fan.
Could it be?!
This change had occurred after lunch, and the only thing that had changed since then, was undoubtedly the completion of task phase one, receiving the points and… Validation +1!
Could this be the effect of the validation attribute?
Meng Fan was still pondering when—boom! Something flew at him from a distance. A ball, with tassels and spikes on it, was hurtling towards him, catching on Meng Fan’s outstretched thumb.
He jumped in place.
What the hell is this?
A silk ball?
Meng Fan looked up, noticing he was on the set of ‘Miss Wang Jia Tossing the Silk Ball’. He had received the silk ball, or rather, it had hit him!
Was this the power of
Validation +1
? Did this count as freaking metaphysics?
The crowd of people outside the city wall looked up toward Meng Fan and broke into applause.
When Meng Fan saw this, he instinctively stuck out his already upright thumb.
Emerging from the crowd, two staff members dressed up like house servants approached Meng Fan, with the initial intent of carrying him up the city gate to further interact with the audience. However, they took one look at his figure and decided against it, submissively guiding him up the stairs instead. Best not to make extra work.
