My Extraordinary Achievement

"Really donate!"

"Do you donate 10,000 without blinking, is the anchor so rich now?"

"The cow has been approved!"

"Is it really tangible!"

"The point is that the gift income is only half taken. Meng Meng has donated 5,000 to himself!"

"Why is this the anchor forgetting that the income will be halved or will it be donated 10,000?"

"I thought it would be generous to donate five thousand, but I didn't expect it!"

"Running the brain with oxygen deficiency forgot?"

"The anchor itself is a local tyrant? Look at the anchor broadcast for some days, let alone a gift, even the water friend sent a gift is basically not thankful, if the local tyrant can do this?"

"The local tyrants don't say it to the local tyrants. You didn't see this young lady being there? Meng's anchor is to be installed better than you can understand!"

"I have seen the anchor broadcast live early in the morning, this young lady is also, the anchor is obviously chasing her!"

"This young lady is really good-looking, and her figure is good! If the anchor can catch up, it is definitely a fat man who is against the winner of life!"

"This is the beautiful girl of Chinese painting in our Academy of Fine Arts. It really has to catch up. That is myth! Meng fat rushing duck!"

Zhang took Meng Fan’s mobile phone around and repeatedly confirmed the amount of donations. He really donated 10,000 instead of five thousand. He whispered a word to Meng Fan: “Fat, the amount of the gift is nine thousand eight, but you can only get half of the income. Five thousand."

Although I know that Meng Fan’s family conditions are very good, I still worry about whether Meng Fan has forgotten the income sharing and donated all the money.

"I know."

Meng Fan certainly knows that the amount of gifts he saw before he saw the mobile phone virtual screen cast, so long, even if the brain is hypoxia, it will not forget this thing.

"The five thousand are donated by the water friends, and I donate five thousand myself." After thinking about it, I added one more sentence. "I have recently made a lot of illustrations for the great **** writers."

In this sentence, Meng Fan is actually speaking to Wu Tong. He does not want Wu Tong to think that he is a man who spends a lot of money on his family.

The most important thing is to let Wu Tong know that he can make money and earn, and that she is a caring person like her.

Well, this is very important.

In some cases, Meng Fan's IQ and EQ are still online, and there is still a little caution.

Of course, with regard to donations, Meng Fan is determined to be able to increase the experience of the task of "distributing the boy".

This achievement task is divided into four processes, each of which requires 10,000, 100,000, 500,000 and 1 million, and the process rewards only points, which are 10, 100, 500, and 1000 points, with no additional attribute rewards.

However, the title attribute is very powerful in Meng Fan's view, fortunately +1.

In the past, Meng Fan was unsure of the "lucky" nature of the metaphysical property that could not be clarified. After experiencing the baptism and destruction of the "presence of existence", Meng Fan was already convinced of the metaphysical attributes. It is.

Lucky +1 heard that there are not many, but who can determine whether their own lucky value has reached 1!

Therefore, in the case of a donation, Meng Fan donated he did not hesitate to donate another five thousand yuan while donating the proceeds of today’s gift.

One million, one day, you can have enough!

In addition, 10,000 for 10 points, but also loses where to go.

At the moment of donating 10,000, Meng Fan’s mind screamed and completed the process of “Fallen Boys” and won 10 points.

Existing points 503.

It seems that after explaining a sentence around Zhang, this turned to Wu Tong, nodded with a smile, and determined that the amount of his donation was correct.

Wu Tong is concerned about the live broadcast of Meng Fan. Naturally, there are quite a lot of gifts given by Meng Fan in the live broadcast. I also know that Meng Fan is helping a few famous novels to draw illustrations. It really makes money, but donate 10,000 yuan. The big hand still makes Wu Tong very surprised.

"You can... really!"

After whispering a speech to Meng Fan, I saw a few sweats on the face of Meng and passed away a few times. Then I went through a special sweet procedure: "Thank you for your money!"

Let the staff issue a certificate of donation.

The staff on the side of the organizers, as well as the several great gods who helped me, also gave a friendly, friendly and respectful smile to Meng Fan.

"Tongtong!"

A man’s voice appeared, and Meng Fan suddenly raised his vigilance and looked at the source of the sound with a sweat.

This is... the man that night, what is Hu?

It seems to be a man of the school.

Meng Fan remembers to have a good night with Wu Tonggang, and Wu Tong was unhappy after the appearance of this man.

It seems that the first time I heard Wu Tong’s name from the man’s mouth, it was also called Wu Tong. Today it was called Tong Tong, which made Meng Fan’s heart sink.

Looking at it again, Meng Fan found Wu Tong's face ugly than that night, and there was disgust in his eyes, which made Meng Fan's sinking heart suddenly open.

This fierce image is specifically announced to everyone that Wu Tong is his territory. He is very arrogant and walks over. His eyes are gentle and look at Wu Tong, but he has not heard the words before, he heard Wu Tong. Slightly sullen face said: "Hu Tingsong, I have told you many times, let me Wu Tong can."

Wu Tong is very disgusted with Hu Tingsong calling himself.

"It turned out that it wasn’t fierce."

After knowing Hu Tingsong’s exact name, Meng Fan sighed.

Hu Tingsong just smiled at Wu Tong’s words. He didn’t pick up this, and his face didn’t change. He said: “The traffic jam on the road is late, but it’s finally catching up. I’m not good at long-distance running, I can only come over to donate specially. Support you."

After all, I took out a stack of money from the bag and handed it to the staff, specifically speaking the amount, three thousand.

"Thank you for your money~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But the money is not donated to me."

Wu Tong is always disgusted with Hu Tingsong's style of work and self-righteousness. This time is no exception, but he still forced his expression to return to normal. Public welfare activities are a good thing, she does not want to have any dog ​​blood incidents.

"It's all the same."

Hu Tingsong smiled and waved his hand, then turned around and saw Meng Fan look at him like him. He said, "Are you the one who likes to dance?"

The feeling of existence of Meng Fan, Hu Tingsong naturally saw it, and he also knew that Meng Fan often ran with Wu Tong in the morning, but before he completely ignored the fat man like Meng Fan, how might Wu Tong like it? He!

However, when he saw Meng Fan at the scene of the micro horse, he also saw Wu Tong handing a paper towel to Meng Fan very kindly, which made him feel a trace of threat.

Although there is only a trace of it, Hu Tingsong feels that taking advantage of his own donation, he can take a blow to Meng Fan and let him know how good he is.

Deliberately looked up and down Meng Fan's figure and said: "Your family should be good, how much donate a little money?"

Meng Fan said happily: "It is a donation, and you can't compare it."

From Wu Tong's disgusted eyes, coupled with Hu Tingsong's brainless words and deeds, Meng Fan has no interest in this level of players.

Hu Tingsong is very atmospheric: "There is a public good, and donations are the same."

Meng Fan gave a thumbs up: "What you said is."

Then quickly pull around the Zhang to talk, and give the surrounding staff and the gods a look, smiled and shook his head, indicating that they would not say.

Some people are never worthy of knowing the truth.

Even if you know, I hope to be late.