My Extraordinary Achievements

“Huh?”

If it weren’t for the sound alert, Meng Fan wouldn’t have remembered this task.

Nonetheless, he’d completed task phase 2.

Thinking about it, it made sense.

This task had been triggered after the laughing frenzy at Su Qing Cen’s concert. Only, this task was way too destructive as he had to cause havoc at someone else’s concert. Plus, all the focus had been on the poisonal metaphysical property of his smile appeal.

The 21 points of lethality at the time had allowed him to complete phase 1 directly. The reward from this process included +10 points, and the attributes were the same as that of phase 2. Both rewarded +1 validation, +1 photogenic appeal, and +1 singing skill.

Calculating it carefully, he had a total of +7 singing skills after adding the black magic microphone’s attributes.

This time, he’d been rewarded with 97 points of lethality. Including the 21 points from before, he was at a total of 118 lethality points. He’d completed task phase 2, and now his singing skill was at +8.

Meng Fan was very taken aback by the 96 lethality points though; it was four times the previous score.

Meng Fan couldn’t figure out the process for calculating the degree of damage, and the guiding strength. For example, Meng Fan’s method of destruction was his mystical smile. Then the degree of laughter from the audience must be one of the determining factors. But does it have anything to do with the number of people watching?

This time around, everyone was at the same level of laughter as they were during the Su Qing Cen concert, with some on the verge of pulling a muscle, yet the score awarded was four times what it had been. Could it be because this time it was on stream and there were more people watching?

Or was it because he had been in the audience last time, and he was a guest star this time, so it impacted the level of the effect he had on the concert?

As an audience, he could only stir havoc from the spectating stands, but on the stage, could it count as a real concert disaster?

If this was so, then it made sense for his score to be four times the amount.

It made sense. As an audience, the most damage you could do was still just an interlude. But a guest star could impact the entire concert, including even the nature of the concert.

To make a comparison, in a soccer game, there was always a tradition of fans rushing to the field after the game. No matter how crazy they were, it was just a 20-second interlude to the entirety of the match, and the game would return to its original track very soon after. They were not able to change the course of the game. But if it was a player who rushes the field and starts a frenzy, it would alter the game. At the very least, you’d be sent off with a red card. How could this not affect the nature of the game?

Of course, at this time Meng Fan was not ushered off the stage but rewarded instead.

All the live audience were cheering and clapping for him in good faith, while the people in the live chat were genuinely made happy from his performance despite scolding him for it.

Even if Meng Fan’s appearance at both Su Qing Cen’s concert and this one was intentional, the problem was that people still followed his laughing craze. Who could argue with that reality?!

“I know your laugh is poison, but I didn’t think it was this lethal!”

Bai Zhi stopped smiling. She took the microphone out and spoke this directly. She wasn’t worried that Meng Fan’s laughing would ruin the concert since she had already done some psychological preparations beforehand. She let go freely and allowed him to continue his path of destruction to see how far he could take it.

“I’m going to hand the stage to you, let’s see what you do!”

Bai Zhi said this into the microphone then stepped off the stage with relief.

Of course. All the audience can still hear the sound of laughter spasms in the audience, and with Bai Zhi’s statement, the laughter loudened again.

This kind of live scene was too damaging!

Meng Fan was a bit embarrassed to smile at the audience directly… He chatted for a second before retracting himself. He then saw the smiles on Wu Tong and the five other girls and her cheering gesture, he suddenly felt a burst of encouragement similar to when she cheered him on during his first run. This lifted his spirit.

He took a deep breath and sat on the high chair prepared by the staff, placing his microphone on the stand.

The reason why he had to sit and sing this song wasn’t because he couldn’t stand for such a long time, but because he felt more stable and secure while seated.

If he stood, Meng Fan unilaterally thought he would make a few gestures while he sang, but he had zero dancing experience, nonetheless stage experience. With Bai Zhi, he could still spare the occasional glance and hold her hand, but alone, he looked like an awkward stick.

Sitting down, it was okay to remain still for the entire process, and it wouldn’t seem like he had no stage experience either.

Of course, the most important point was that Meng Fan was used to singing while seated. After all, he’d been sitting and singing in karaoke all along.

After sitting down, he gave the musicians an okay.

The intro began.

Meng fan wanted to close his eyes and enter along to the beat. But his eyes remained on Wu Tong, unable to move.

“Looking for the sun in a place where there is no wind/ becoming the sun when you are in a cold place/ in a crowded room/ you’re too naive/ for the rest of our lives/ I only want you…”

After focusing on Wu Tong and meeting her glance, all the complicated thoughts in his mind disappeared. The laughter, the audience, and the concert… They were all gone. There was only Wu Tong in his eyes, only Wu Tong in his world.

His voice was unlike the raspiness of the original singer. Instead, his voice only contained gentleness and affection.

The raspiness of the original song tells a story of a life full of surprises and loss. They had delightful encounters, but also heartbreaking memories. But life always moves forward, with no one to pity you. Regardless if it’s the end of the play or the intermission, one should pursue their dreams and live their best life.

Meng Fan’s affection and tenderness only demonstrated these pleasant encounters. Like that day on the track field, when Wu Tong entered his life unexpectedly like a gust of wind.

“For the rest of our lives / the winter snow is yours / the spring flowers are yours / the summer rain is yours/ the autumn leaves are yours/ all four seasons belong to you/ my gaze/ belongs to you…”

Meng Fan looked at Wu Tong and desperately wanted to tell her, he wanted to give her the willows, the cicadas, the fallen leaves, the white snow. He wanted to give her the clouds, the sea, the sunset, and the desert. In my eyes, you have no seasons, and there was no space.

Once I met you, my life is you. One couple in one lifetime was definitely not just a saying.

Mornings consisted of you, evenings did too and waking up in the middle of the night, all I can think of is still you.

“For the rest of our lives/ you are my storms / you are my simplicity/ I will choose you in poverty/ I will choose you in wealth / my heart is gentle because of you / my gaze will only fall/ on you.”

When the last note fell and the music stopped, Meng Fan’s gaze was still locked on Wu Tong. He leaned forward, and a smile couldn’t help but form on the corner of his mouth. “Life is full of greed and full of poison. Life is bitter on earth, but it’s sweet with you.”