Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Meng Fan only mentioned donating 50,000 to his netizens. It wasn’t up for discussion, and he didn’t need their permission.
He opened WeChat. He found the Shan Jin charity fund’s homepage and entered the amount of donations through the donations page. He clicked confirm, then went through the fingerprint verification process. Donation successful. The ‘thank-you’ message indicated that his donation receipt would be mailed through the address he had previously filled out.
This wasn’t Meng Fan’s first time donating to Shan Jin’s charity fund. Of course, all the previous donations did not add up to this one.
“He really is a vulgar tycoon, donating 50,000 so casually!”
“666!”
“8th station’s money hasn’t been distributed, but Meng fatty is someone with deep pockets!”
“He compensated 14,000!”
“Hahaha, next time Meng host wants donations, will you still send gifts or not?!”
“For the first time in history, I am worried for the host when he receives a gift!”
“More like your flesh hurts!”
“Other people become streamers to make money, Meng boss became a streamer to distribute money!”
Bam, bam, bam!
After Meng Fan’s donation, a few more C spot halos appeared in the stream alongside a barrage of live comments.
“This is subsidized welfare for the host, hahaha!”
Meng Fan waited for the C spot halo’s effect to wear off then spoke to the camera. “My run is over, and donations have been made. That’s all the stream will entail for the holidays. Thank you guys for watching; no more like following! The next few days, I probably won’t be streaming. I leave for Hangzhou on the 7th, so I’ll stream on the 8th at the latest. I will let you know the exact time when the date approaches. I’m going to rest well tonight and go see Shan Jin brother tomorrow!”
He paused for a moment then added another sentence, “I will try to take tons of photos from the concert. If you guys are interested, I’ll show it to you later.”
Meng Fan was eager to share his favorite singer with everyone.
“Logging off, bye bye.”
Meng Fan logged off then said to the dozen or so fickle netizens next to him, “Do you guys have time for lunch? I’m gonna go shower, then I’ll treat you guys to lunch. You can pick a spot, but I hope it’s near Xujiahui if possible. Is that okay?”
Seeing everyone nod in agreement, he added one of them on WeChat. He then hailed a cab and headed out first.
He told him the location, then gave Meng Cai Wei a call.
“Are you still sleeping? I’m in Shanghai. I’m coming to your place now. Are you home?”
Meng Fan had Meng Cai Wei’s gate password, so he could get in regardless. He only called to remind her.
Ten minutes later, Meng Fan appeared at Meng Cai Wei’s front gate. He pressed the doorbell, then entered using the fingerprint unlock mechanism.
“My God, how did you get so skinny!”
“My God, how did you get so fat!”
Upon meeting, the siblings uttered the same sentence, with only a one-word difference.
Meng Cai Wei looked at the tanned and slimmer Meng Fan and shouted. A pair of good-looking eyes looked back at her, full of wonder.
Meng Fan looked at the Meng Cai Wei who had gained more than a little flub and pretended to be surprised. Before being reincarnated, he had known that she received a role that required her to gain thirty pounds. He had also seen her with 20 extra pounds before.
“I’m sacrificing myself for art!”
Meng Cai Wei responded simply. She didn’t try to justify her fatness, let alone inferiority. She revolved a few circles around Meng Fan; her eyes turned red. “My god, you’re so thin you’re almost skin and bone!”
“You’re so fat you’re almost two people!”
Meng Fan changed into some slippers and walked inside.
Meng Cai Wei closed the door and followed after Meng Fan. “Did you really run here from Hangzhou? Fan bro, what trauma did you go through? Are you really trying to lose weight? But the chub is so cute, wouldn’t it be a shame to lose it? I can tolerate you being tan, but I can’t tolerate you being skinny!”
Although she said this, Meng Cai Wei was still rather happy seeing Meng Fan’s evident weight loss.
Of course, the body was also honest. She ran off to the kitchen and came out with a ton of high-calorie food. Shen then looked at Meng Fan, and her heart started aching. “When you come to your big sister’s, you gotta supplement yourself. All of this is my weight gain food, tasty and nourishing!”
Meng Fan looked at the sugar-glazed bananas, fried crispy chicken leg, sea duck eggs, french fries, cookies, chocolate… To be honest, it was heartwarming, but he thought about it and held back.
“Keep it to yourself! Promise, this time in Shanghai, I will reject any form of feeding! ”
As he spoke… Meng Fan picked up a bottle of iced cola. “I’ll give you the face. This I can drink.”
Meng Cai Wei revealed a demonic smile. “If you came at any other time, then I wouldn’t care, but since you came when I’m gaining weight, hehehe… My entire house is full of food. Let’s see how long you can last!”
“You siblings are too funny!”
This time, a beautiful woman spoke up, who would have sparked notice immediately anywhere else, but was invisible in this house. There was a smile on her face and envy in her eyes, for all only child envied the relationship between this pair of siblings.
“Hello, sister Bai.”
Meng Fan didn’t notice the woman until now and greeted her quickly.
He thought about it and confirmed that she hadn’t been there before he was reincarnated.
Made sense. The timing of his arrival now was different from before his rebirth.
Sister’s Bai’s name was Bai Zhi, and had debuted as an actress, but blew up because of her singing. She was currently regarded as an actress-singer, with both identities being very well received.
Meng Fan knew she would be a guest star at Su Qing Cen’s concert.
Then what about Meng Cai Wei?
Hehehe. Meng Cai Wei’s singing skill couldn’t even rival a KTV singer. One could count it as self-entertainment, as she wouldn’t even dare to participate in cross-border singing programs.
Bai Zhi was Meng Cai Wei’s college classmate. They were from the same dormitory and were very close. She was also the only famous person Meng Cai Wei had introduced to Meng Fan prior to this time.
Of course, Bai Zhi was also the only famous person that knew Meng Cai Wei who had a big chubby guy for a brother.
“Last time I saw you were half a year ago; you’ve lost a lot of weight!” Bai Zhi looked at Meng Fan carefully before digging out their photo from their last meeting out of sincerity.
“Really?”
Upon hearing someone else call him skinny, his heart flourished with joy. Scratching his head, he said, “Uhm, I’m going to go shower. I’m covered in sweat from running.”
He turned and asked Meng Cai Wei. “Do I still have clothes here?”
“I think… so.”
Meng Cai Wei wasn’t sure either and looked around, finding a set.
Meng Fan received the clothes and headed toward the guest bathroom.
Bai Zhi suddenly remembered something, turning her face red for a moment.
She came to Shanghai the night before to film a program and worked until it was pretty late. At 1:00 am, she had planned to head home when she had been forced to get a midnight snack with the nightingale Meng Cai Wei. After their meal, she stayed over at Meng Cai Wei’s.
She had no idea Meng Fan was coming, nonetheless take a shower here, in the guest room she had also used.
It was normal for guests to use the guest washroom of course, but last night after her shower, she had left all her clothes scattered on the floor!
This was really awkward!
The most awkward thing though was that she only realized this after Meng Fan entered the bathroom and closed the door.
If she went up to knock and clean it up now, it would be even worse!
‘Maybe he missed it?’
‘That’s probably not possible!’
After about ten minutes, Bai Zhi saw Meng Fan’s casual expression as he left the shower and let out a sigh of relief. Best pretend nothing happened!
“Come eat some!”
At her mealtime, Meng Cai Wei dragged Meng Fan who had just stepped out of the shower toward the food. If Meng Fan didn’t eat it, then she would eat it for him, occasionally picking up a piece and wafting the scent toward Meng Fan.
“Come, let’s take a photo. Let’s remember the day our family had two fatties.”
Meng Fan also fought back. He took out his phone and took a photo of himself not being moved by the food, and Meng Cai Wei barbarically stuffed her mouth full. He was just preparing to send it to his family group chat when he froze.
“Ding! You’ve unlocked task [Group Photo God].”