"Iron bro!"
"Iron god!"
"Meng host, can we take a photo?"
There were several people going in and out of the arcade and several who recognized Meng Fan. Most of them knew him because of the last CGL competition in Hangzhou, where several people often came to watch the game. They were very impressed by Meng Fan, who left a great impression. The rest of them had recognized him from the 11/11 gala since his presence wasn't just something casually left there to dry.
"Okay."
Meng Fan took a phone from a cute girl and snapped a photo before handing her phone back. The cute girl was about 150 cm at most, and it wasn't convenient for her to take the photo with Meng Fan being so tall. Besides, if she took the photo, the double chin she worked so hard to lose would appear again.
The forty-five-degree angle was flawless; she was photogenic no matter what.