My Extraordinary Achievements 164 Red Bean Wild Rice Congee

"Okie dokie."

"Zhou Wei, wanna go sing?"

"Okay."

"Zhou Wei, wanna go sing?"

"Can I not go?"

"Zhou Wei, wanna go sing?"

"I'm not going! I have to squat at the library with Wang Ya Nan today!"

Meng Fan's frequent karaoke sprees had become a burden to Zhang Zhou Wei, who initially treated it as a copout to slack off. He then began to think of ways to slack off from singing.

Of course, Zhang Zhou Wei wasn't the only one Meng Fan was asking. Meng Fan couldn't complete the task with just him, anyway.

Xing Ta Ge and Chen Da Qiang were long gone, hiding from him. Thankfully, there were other students in the class, and they always had a pretty good relationship with each other. They could reject his confession, but they couldn't refuse to sing!

As for Qu Jing Jing and the others, he was definitely planning to ask them, but he didn't dare ask too many times.

He also successfully ordered from the human rental APP a few times.

And then there was Da Fei and his squad.

"Fei bro, wanna sing?"

"Fei bro, I've asked you so many times to sing. It should be your turn to ask me now!"

"Pao bro..."

In the next few days, Meng Fan asked every potential person at least once. At first, he thought it was strange to be in a KTV every day.

Now, he discovered the human rental APP's efficiency was not high, and he suddenly realized his classmates didn't find it weird that he hung out at karaoke all day. Why would it be weird? Even so, was it as weird as running from Hangzhou to Shanghai or suddenly being the holder of a world record?

Only a few of the people he asked many times were annoyed, as most were quite happy. After all, they were being paid to sing, and alcohol and drinks were plenty too.

So, Meng Fan set his mind on them.

During the day and early in the evening, Meng Fan would invite his friends to sing. After eleven pm, however, he would head for a KTV further away and leach songs from other peoples' rooms.

When he realized they were out of alcohol, Meng Fan would usually replenish the supply.

Of course, this wasn't the case for all of them.

For example, one night he came across a group of men who were absolute scum. They had tried to take advantage of girls when they were drunk and passed out. Meng Fan not only refrained from ordering them alcohol, he had tripped them several times each. He tripped them very properly too, completely destroying their desires to make a scene.

Over the past few days, Meng Fan averaged 130 songs per day. Some days there were more and some less. He still had classes to attend after all, and several jobs at hand. Counting the experience from before, he had accumulated 870 points by Sunday.

On Sunday, Meng Fan woke up for his morning run. Wu Tong arrived shortly too, but she didn't run this time. Instead, she did some simple stretches and walked along the side, reciting words from her headphones as she strolled.

Wu Tong studied traditional art, but she also had a passion for language. In addition to reaching a literal translation level in English, she was also studying German and Portuguese. It didn't mean she intended to apply it, she just wanted to learn the logic hidden in each system and the way it influences her way of thinking. One of the most important things gained from learning a new language was no doubt the logic and the thinking process it could bring.

Meng Fan wasn't dumb enough to ask Wu Tong why she wasn't running today, but he also wasn't dumb enough to run 10 kilometers like he usually did. He slowed down after running for a while to match Wu Tong's pace. Although he was running, his pace was as if he were walking. Wu Tong saw this and took out her headphones, and seeing Wu Tong make no gesture indicating for him to keep running, his jog naturally slowed down into a stroll.

They walked a few laps and went off to breakfast together.

"Are you still pressing a deadline today?" Meng Fan helped Wu Tong carry her food over and sat down.

Wu Tong smiled and shook her head. "I'm finished. I don't want to go anywhere. I just want to eat and go back and take a long nap. I want to bundle up and watch some documentaries."

Meng Fan was a person with many sisters and understood that girls during this certain time of the month did not want to move. He thought about it and asked cautiously, "Then, do you want to come to my place? It's just that... I have an apartment near the school right behind campus. You can watch a documentary in the living room; it would be much more comfortable than watching in the dorm. It's also more convenient if you want to eat or grab something to drink."

Wu Tong raised her head and carefully looked at Meng Fan. "You're not busy?"

Meng Fan paused. "I'm busy, of course, I'm busy. But I usually work on my deadlines at home, so I won't disrupt your documentary."

Wu Tong laughed out loud and then teased him back. "I was asking, are you not busy with your singing?"

Meng Fan rubbed his nose bridge. "How do you know?"

Wu Tong responded, "I have Zhang Zhou Wei, Qu Jing Jing, and Wei Zhi Xue's on Wechat. These last few days, I've seen them post about going to karaoke with you several times."

Meng Fan bellowed with laughter. "They always make fun of my bad singing, so I think of ways to screw with them."

"Is that why you didn't invite me to go?" Wu Tong took a napkin and wiped her mouth and looked at Meng Fan who was still wolfing down his food. "I'm going to go home and take a nap first; I'll see how I feel when I wake up." She paused for a moment. "You're not going to tell me you have several rooms over there, right?"

Meng Fan shut his mouth tight.

They went their separate ways, and Meng Fan hummed a tune as he happily left the school. He then strolled around and brought back some jujubes, white fungus, red beans, purple rice, ginger, brown sugar, rose tea and other ingredients to bring back, as well as several fruits that were suitable to be heated.

Meng Fan didn't know if Wu Tong would come, but it was good to have this kind of stuff prepared. What if she came? It would be useful eventually.

Although he wasn't sweaty, he took a shower anyway when he got home and changed his clothes. He soaked the red beans and wild rice first. Even if Wu Tong didn't come, he could eat it himself.

Before 8:00, Meng Fan completed the nineteenth chapter of "Guide To Campus RoMANce", and the seventh chapter for "There's A Spirit Underground", and uploaded them respectively.

Xing Ta Ge had completed the script for "Guide To Campus RoMANce", so it would end in a dozen or so more chapters. Xing Ta Ge did not plan to extend the storyline since it was a short story. Meng Fan also had next to zero foundations on how to flirt with girls, so he naturally did not continue the story.

Presently, the light novel's collections had reached 400,000.

As for "There's A Spirit Underground", it was presently sitting at 450,000 collectors. Although it only had seven chapters published in total, the novel could be considered to "bring its own traffic" because Penguin Animation Network continued to recommend it after they signed their contract.

Next, Meng Fan began to work on his manga, checking his phone every few minutes. His efficiency was extremely low this morning.

Buzz.

His phone vibrated and Meng Fan immediately picked it up. It was from Wu Tong. "I'm up. I'm too lazy to move and don't want to go anywhere."

He couldn't tell if this expression was because she was actually too lazy to move or couldn't get to him.

After having his hopes shattered, Meng Fan was naturally upset. It was hard to ask about this kind of stuff no matter how one phrased it.

But Meng Fan occasionally had some wits about him. He ran to the kitchen and took a photo of his soaking red bean and wild rice and sent it over, finding a poor excuse. "I was just preparing congee for lunch. Want me to bring you some?"

There were some things that one did for others that didn't have to be told but some things did.

Wu Tong sent a shifty eye emoji. "Conveniently? Red bean and wild rice?"

Meng Fan feebly explained, "I'm trying to lose weight and be healthy, so I've been drinking congee a lot. Today just happened to be the day I tried red bean and wild rice congee."

"Wow, that is a coincidence! But what if I only want to eat ice cream in the next few days? (Stubborn Emoji)"

"That's okay! What brand and flavor do you want? I'll buy it. I'll heat it up and bring it over for you."

Chapter end