“I saw yesterday's Weibo!”

“This fatty exudes positive energy!”

“Wow, I've seen his stream, and he's an incredible artist!”

“Meng fatty is that you? How bada.s.s you straight up became the lucky fan!”

“Meng fatty really is standout . He's the center of attention everywhere!”

“This chubby boy is really photogenic!”

“Does anyone feel inexplicably attracted to him?”

“The chubby boy looks so good when he smiles!”

“Shouldn't it be funny? Hahahaha!”

It wasn't clear who had been the first one to see Meng Fan's exuberant smile on the big screen as they simultaneously broke out in laughter . Shortly after, the sound of two people laughing followed, then a third, then a fourth and fifth… Evening out into an array of laughter .

During a concert, it was common to see lucky fans and other 'interesting things' that would easily make people laugh with good intentions .

With this 'stimulant', and Meng Fan's smile appeal, it was even easier to become infected by his energy .

Like a plague!

The sound of laughter evidently was poisonous . Even the people who couldn't see Meng Fan on the screen because of bad eyesight had inexplicably begun laughing upon hearing Meng Fan's laughter .

Wave after wave, they all faded into one .

“Hahahahahahaha . ”

Even Su Qing Cen who had been on stage bellowed a clear laughter that matched her t.i.tle of Shan Jin Brother .

Then, all 10,000 people in the stadium, regardless of which corner they had been standing in were laughing along .

A few people who had returned from going to the bathroom were confused, but peculiarly also began to laugh .

Some were infected by meng Fan's smile, others were driven by Su Qing Cen's concert after, and others who had been hyped up by the sound of laughter surrounding them…

After the 'upgrade' he had received to his smile appeal, the effect had improved dramatically!

Over 10,000 people laughing in unison… What a spectacular sight to behold!

Su Qing Cen was on the stage, pounding her thighs and pinching her legs trying to control her laughter . But seeing the laughing crowd below, she couldn't help herself . She then turned to see Meng Fan's laughing expression on the big screen, and her laugh got louder!

In the audience, some weak-willed people had begun to cry from laughter, while some physically weak people were at the point of twitching .

It was adequate even for people to faint during a concert from shock, such as during the Michael Jackson concert, where several people had pa.s.sed out . But to faint from laughing too hard at a concert was a bit too much . Were they here to listen to music or a stand up cross talk? Even during Guo Degang's shows, n.o.body had ever pa.s.sed out from fainting .

“F*CK!”

Meng Fan was also dumbfounded . Not only because the people in the venue all seemed to have gone insane, but because an alert had sounded in his head, triggering a new task .

“Ding! You've unlocked the task [Concert Killer] . ”

“The mission requires to reach 1000 lethal impact points during concerts . ”

“Upon completion, you will receive the t.i.tle [Concert Killer] (Validation +10, photogenic appeal +5, singing skills +5)”

“Ding! You've completed task phase 1 of [Concert Killer]; Reward: Points +10, validation +1, photogenic appeal +1, singing skill +1 . ”

“Concert killer?”

“This t.i.tle was pretty bada.s.s!”

“But what the h.e.l.l was lethality?”

Meng Fan carefully looked over it, finding an answer among the detailed description . This so-called concert killing power just means to cause damage to a concert, or steer it in a negative direction and bring down its comprehensive value . Simply put, it was a test to see how badly you can destroy a concert, or negatively impact it to some extent .

Evidently, he had dragged down the atmosphere of Su Qing Cen's concert!

He saw another point . During the hour long concert, the system would only judge once . No matter how often you come and go, the system would only give you one batch of lethal experience within an hour .

As for how many points can be obtained, the system would decide .

For example, as of now, the system had provided him 21 points of lethality and it allowed him to complete task phase 1 .

[Concert Killer] was divided into three task phases:

Task phase 1: Acc.u.mulate 10 points of lethality; reward: Points +1, validation +1, photogenic appeal +1, singing skills +1 .

Task phase 2: Acc.u.mulate 100 points of lethality; reward: Points +1, validation +1, photogenic appeal +1, singing skills +1 .

Task phase 3: Acc.u.mulate 1000 points of lethality; reward: Points +1, validation +1, photogenic appeal +1, singing skills +1 .

There was no 500 medium . The number jumped from 100 to 1000, a ten-time multiple .

Currently, his progress was at 21/100 .

There was an object in the equipment bar as well, a microphone .

This black technology microphone could be connected to any audio device, providing additional attribute rewards, even dual attribute rewards .

Vocal appeal +1, Singing skills +1!

Currently, there were built-in vocals and remote audio devices on top of other functions .

For example, if Meng Fan redeemed it at this time, he could connect it to the stadium's speakers, and control the accompaniment himself . He could even close Su Qing Cen's mic and sing to his heart's desire!

This microphone's black technology was undoubtedly designed to commit lethal actions during future concerts!

And it cost 1000 points to exchange .

The function was powerful, but the double attribute addition was worth it to Meng Fan .

Only, what would he do with vocal appeal and singing skills? It's not like he wanted to be a singer!

Even Meng Fan felt that all the attributes rewards of the [Concert Killer] task were not very useful to him . He already had enough validation and photogenic appeal . And singing skills had nothing to do with him .

To Meng Fan, aside from the points, the task's only useful reward was the vocal appeal . At least when he spoke words of love it would be more moving .

It was a task he could choose to do or not to do . Currently, the prospects of not doing it seemed bigger . After all, it wasn't very good to mess up people's concerts .

What kind of hate and envy would cause him to ruin a career?!

It can't always be the kind of happy destruction that had happened today .

Happy? Of course!

Meng Fan carefully read the mission details while the stadium was still filled with laughter . Showing no signs of stopping . Or they wanted to stop but couldn't help themselves, even though Meng Fan had retracted his smile .

“Uhm, why don't you guys rest for a while?”

Meng Fan had a microphone in his hand, but it wasn't from the system . It had been handed to him by a staff member when he became the lucky fan . He was supposed to introduce himself, but Su Qing Cen had beat him to it . What happened after was a sea of laughter .

Regardless, they couldn't continue like this . Meng Fan did not want tomorrow's news headline to be about someone pa.s.sing out from laughter at Su Qing Cen's concert .

So he spoke out to catch everyone's attention .

But f*ck, when everyone looked over, the laughter got cut in half for a moment before erupting into madness once again .

This time, Meng Fan was baffled . He didn't smile? How can they get addicted to laughing? Was he that funny?

Thankfully, the laughter started to fade after this wave . Once they settled down, people's instincts followed their surroundings, and slowly they began to retract their smiles .

It was as if a noisy cla.s.sroom was full of clamor, but if one person stopped talking, the entire room would inexplicably fall into silence . In fact, no one had seen the teacher smas.h.i.+ng the window . It was metaphysical .

Su Qing Cen's emotional control seemed to be stronger than that of ordinary people and quickly resumed her composure . As if she was scared of avoiding interaction with Meng Fan again .

“Here's the next song, “Coincidentally seventeen” .

At this time, a forced diversion was a good strategy .

“It's your generosity, a song for me, I look up and you're just there . Coincidentally seventeen, coincidentally it was spring, coincidentally you smiled and walked over to me…”

Su Qing Cen's beautiful voice filled the stadium with youthful air as she sang and sang . Then, unknowing if it was due to her singing the word “smile”, a smile began to force its way at the corner of her lips and caused her to immediately frantically pinch at her thighs . She suppressed a smile and finished the bridge, but upon entering the chorus, she couldn't contain it anymore and broke out in laughter . The audience followed as the hahahas began to spread .

'This f*cking has an after-effect?'

Upon seeing the sea of laughter, Meng Fan felt devastated . This was his fault for sure .

“How can you guys laugh so much?” Aside from giving out some thumbs up, Meng Fan didn't know what else he could do!