Chapter 119: Iron Master

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Meng Fan’s procurement service quickly garnered 20 pieces of merchandise for the fickle netizens, including illustrations, figures, accessories, clothes, etc.

These items weren’t marked at high prices because they were for charity; on the contrary, the set price had been lower than their market price.

Of course, most of these items were made and drawn by the students themselves, including some jewelry, and even clothing.

The rest of them were mostly second-hand items that had been used before but are still in functioning condition.

Most of them cost around 90 HXB, with the big ones or the more exquisite items costing a hundred or so. For example, the lolita costume made by one of those cute girls was not listed at a very high price.

After sweeping away 20 items from the sale, Meng Fan stopped his procurement. It wasn’t because the animation booth had run out of things to sell, but it would look bad if he bought everything.

After scanning the payment code, it was impossible for Meng Fan to take all of them away at once. This included the dress hat was still being worn by lolita girl—It wasn’t good to directly cop it, so it was best to let her wear it until the end of the event—Temporarily, he’d store it at the stall and send it all out once the addresses were listed.

Next, he continued shopping.

He headed from the animation department’s booth to the media and film academy’s film department booth. The photography department sold mainly their own works, as well as some items donated by students from the departments.

The boys and girls from the photography department weren’t as pleasing to look at as the animation department, but their work was pretty good especially the macro photography and illusion photography. To most of the fickle netizens, it was like looking through a window to a new world.

Of course, the fickle netizens were most interested in human photography!

Well, they were increasing their beauty!

Meng Fan bought about ten more items from the photography booth, with above five of them being of the human photography genre. He had no choice, as it was what everyone in his stream requested. Meng Fan had forcibly picked out five viewers who did not want any human figure portraits.

He then headed to the departments of Chinese painting, calligraphy, oil painting, sculpture, ceramics and arts, dying and fashion design… He bought ten items from each stall.

Of these, the most popular items among the fickle netizens were the products from the sculpture department and the Chinese painting department. The sculpture department’s stall speed of light sales was popular because of the value of their items based on their size. Although Meng Fan couldn’t pick up the sculptures that were his size, there were several that were only 30 centimeters tall.

As for the oil painting department, the reason was simple. It could be confirmed that the department had the prettiest girls.

He hadn’t finished shopping when it was twelve o’clock. Counting down, he had bought about 110 items, so he didn’t continue sweeping the stalls.

“I think I will stop here. I’ll send them out in a bit since I haven’t received the addresses from Bee.”

After Meng Fan logged off the stream and checked his account details, he couldn’t help but smile. During this time, the value of the gifts from the stream had far exceeded what he spent on the market goods.

Among them, they weren’t only from the fickle netizens, but mostly from other netizens. The ones who didn’t receive gifts ended up being the ones that sent out several gifts. How capricious.

Of course, even if Meng Fan had the [Wealth Distribution Cherub] task, he couldn’t donate in the live stream anytime or anywhere he wanted.

Meng Fan went to the booths and asked the sellers to concentrate all his purchases in one place, then called a courier to come over. At this time, Bee had already sorted out the list of addresses.

Meng Fan checked the items before the courier quickly packed them up and filled out the shipment forms…

After ten minutes, Meng Fan saw the progress made while staring at the pile of stuff and quickly called Zhang Zhou Wei over.

“I haven’t eaten yet, can you help me check these items?”

He handed the list of names and addresses to Zhang Zhou Wei along with the gifts and scurried away.

After eating, he took a stroll around to digest his food before heading over to Zhang Zhou Wei, who had a baffled expression as he counted the items with the courier brother.

Meng Fan laughed when he saw them and took off his hat. Otherwise, in the hour that he’d been gone, Zhang Zhou Wei would have broke his phone with calls.

When Meng Fan took off his hat, Zhang Zhou Wei suddenly screamed, startling the courier. He finally remembered who asked him to sort the gifts.

“That’s strange, why didn’t I think of it just now, was it because I stayed up too late talking to Wang Ya Nan? That’s not right, how come that guy hasn’t returned in so long?!”

Lifting his head, Zhang Zhou Wei saw Meng Fan and jumped out of his skin. “Are you crazy?! Hurry and deal with the rest, I have to pee so bad my bladder’s about to explode!”

“Pigeon is right. Your kidneys are bad.”

“I’m freaking great, even if they get removed I can exchange it for two XS!”

Zhang Zhou Wei clenched his thighs together and left.

After packing everything and filling out the forms, Meng Fan carefully matched the addresses again with the courier before he drove off. He then sent the shipping numbers to Bee, telling him to send it to the others so they can view it anytime.

After this, it was almost time for Meng Fan to return to the track field and begin his warm up.

The men’s 5000-meter final was the last event of the Academy sports meet. There were a good amount of people who participated, around twenty or so. Lining up along the starting line, Meng Fan was definitely the most stand out of them all. It had nothing to do with his validation, but his actual size.

Most of the contestants entering these long distance runs had thin figures, and even with Meng Fan’s recent weight loss, he was still fat.

Before he began running, he was obese. Now, he was just fat. The reason he was not obese was because he appears much more stronger than he does due to fat.

Even if he was strong, everyone knows that people who were overweight do not have an advantage in long distance running, let alone a competition.

Everyone assumed it was normal for him to win the shot put and javelin championship, for they were strength based activities. However for running, even if Meng Fan live streamed a mini-marathon, nobody would think he was a champion.

To be honest, Meng Fan didn’t even have confidence in himself.

And thus, the result was just what he’d expected.

There were about a dozen running enthusiasts and one freshman.

Looking up last year’s results, the championship score was around 22 minutes or so. Meng Fan had used his black magic running shoes to simulate his best run for the 5000 meters with the optimal result being 23 minutes, so he was hopeful enough. However, he did not expect there to be a competitor who had a 20 minute run time, with a final score of 18 minutes and 05 seconds.

Of course, this score was very average compared to a real runner, not even reaching a third tier national athlete, but nonetheless a second tier one.

And Meng Fan’s final score had been 22 minutes and 01 seconds. If it had been last year, he would have won the championship, as he surpassed the previous champion, but this year, he took the second place.

Regarding this, Meng Fan was not qualified to feel disappointed. He wasn’t even on the same level, how could he compete?

Of course, Meng Fan had a buddhist’s mentality regarding this. After all, he knew it was already very difficult for someone with his body type to win anything from running. No matter how hard he trained, he could only be slightly stronger than an average person—which was already his original dream—perhaps in three months, six months, or a year, he might be qualified for the competition.

Fortunately, he had ‘awoken’ his skills in shot put and basket shooting!

Meng Fan slipped away after receiving his prize. He would not be attending the closing ceremony later that evening; the CGL basketball tournament’s additional qualifier was scheduled to begin at 5:30.

Meng Fan had already signed up, and sent his best results to an organizer online. The score he submitted was 650, so he received a spot very smoothly.

Meng Fan returned to the dormitory and took a shower, then hailed a taxi and headed for the lower city. After getting off, he entered into the shopping mall whose arcade was hosting the competition, but as he arrived at the door, he froze.

“Iron Master, we’ve been waiting for you!”

Awaiting for him at the entrance were four cute girls in maid costumes. They were all modified mini skirt versions of the cosplay, with animal ears. Facing Meng Fan, they orderly bowed to him.

Iron Master?

Meng Fan could confirm that these girls were welcoming himself, and not the other contestants.

When the maids lifted their heads, Meng Fan immediately recognized the cute lolita girl who had asked him for his WeChat.

When she was cosplaying as a lolita, she had called him uncle. Now as a maid, she called him master. Her formalities are so clear!

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