Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
“What’s wrong?” Zhang Zhou Wei saw ng Fan’s ghostly expression and reined in his excitent. His brow creased as he asked, “Did Mr. Ma did not let you get by?”
ng Fan shook his head and flopped onto his bed. “Mr. Ma’s issue is resolved. Speak, what’s wrong on your end now?”
“Nothing went wrong with him? Then why is your face so sour?” Zhang Zhou Wei sighed in relief, then beca excited again. “This is a good thing!”
As he spoke, Zhang Zhou Wei took out his phone and handed it to ng Fan, clicking open the screen and let out a laugh that sounded like a croak.”The dumbass in this video is you, isn’t it?!”
“Like, like, like…”
Isn’t this a video of ng Fan’s ‘”thumbs up” dance performance on the city wall at Song Cheng? It was edited to include a horrifying accelerated rendition of the ‘Gong Xi Fa Cai’ song.
“Who are you trying to kill?!” Zhang Zhou Wei cackled. “You said you were gonna take a walk and look for inspiration, is this your f**king inspiration? It’s too amazing!”
“It’s got almost 1 million likes! Fatty, you’ve beco an internet-famous fatty!” Xing Ta Ge added to the clamor on the side. “You don’t say, you look pretty good when you’re shaking like that! Look at these comnts, a chain of them saying you’re cute and your dance is fresh, and one netizen even said they were blinded by your eyes!”
Chen Dan Qiang who had also returned from his day said with a serious expression. “Chic, you’re real chic! We both ca from the sa 9-year educational system, yet you are so much chicer than us!”
ng Fan snatched Zhang Zhou Wei’s phone, turning on the sound. It was probably fild by one of the tourists there, then uploaded it with music to the APP.
980,000 likes!
After seeing the like button to the right, ng Fan felt very conflicted.
These likes had nothing to do with him!
His hours spent in Song Chen spamming ‘thumbs up’s’ paled in comparison to a video soone had fild.
Okay, there was still a difference. One was a click, the other was a collective.
But even then… ng Fan suddenly perked up. This many likes ant even more people had seen the video. They definitely saw his array of thumbs, so how could there be no ‘experience’ to gain?
Unless his form of ‘liking’ had to be done in person for it to count as ‘experience’?
When recorded on video, was it useless to the people across the screen on the internet?
If the internet likes counted, and real-life ‘likes’ counted, then could the two be combined?
ng Fan didn’t know if his guess is right, but he was certain it was useless to give ‘likes’ through a video. As for his live broadcast, he had to confirm tonight.
Stupid bullsh*t system with its bullsh*t settings!
Are people this bored now? Filming a random passerby, and the video got so many likes, too!
Are the tis changing too fast, or was he just getting left behind?
“ng boss, you’re back?”
“ng Boss is that really you? Haha, you’re great!”
“Dear internet Famous Mr. ng, please take us away!”
Several classmates had poked their heads in the dormitory with fresh smiles on their faces.
They said all sorts of things, but none of them asked ng Fan to perform the dance again. At least they had so dignity.
Of course, most of it was kind-hearted laughter, so to make trouble, but none were making fun of him.
ng Fan was fat, but at least he wasn’t greasy. Even though nobody accepted his confession—after all, they had to consider the possibility of being crushed by soone of ng Fan’s weight category—many people, both boys, and girls were happy to be friends with him. At least his popularity was passable.
“Go, go, go go go.” Zhang Zhou Wei began to hustle people out. “My fatty just found out he is famous now, he needs ti to process, if you want autographs you’ll have to wait. Wait until my fatty accepts the reality, then his manager yours truly will arrange a eting for you, handshakes, autographs, hugs and anything of that sort.”
If the validation attribute hadn’t been so poisoned, ng Fan was ready to stick his thumbs in the faces of the guys who had co in to see the fuss.
As for his unexpected fa on TikTok, ng Fan was not too phased by it. After all, it didn’t really benefit him. But the disadvantages, heh. At most, people will recognize him, increasing their head turn rate. At least, this wouldn’t be unusual anyways with his added validation points.
Moreover, because of ng Cai Wei, he knew what internet fa was, compared to actually being ‘known’. The two were completely different things.
The situation wasn’t too bad. Besides the validation attribute, there were other tasks that remained unfinished.
At least the attributes obtained from running wouldn’t screw him over.
“Being drenched in sweat from running won’t make a person skinnier, but at least it can wash away so troubles and anger.”
ng Fan recalled this quote by Mr. Lu Xun. It was wise indeed.
Amidst the laughter of his hysterical roommates, ng Fan changed into his running clothes and prepared to leave. Even though the students next door had seen ng Fan leave to run, they were still not accustod to it. Many were doubtful as to how his titanic figure could actually be moved.
But if you think about it, the ng boss in the video had been very flexible. Could this be related to him running?
As he walked towards the track, even with his call intercepting software installed, ng Fan received two calls from high school classmates, ones that he didn’t talk to. They weren’t calling because they saw his video on TikTok, but… They dialed the wrong freaking number!
Can you stop for a minute?!
ng Fan blankly shut his phone off. Anyhow, he still had his black magic running shoes to record his data and provide feedback. His armband was mostly just for show anyway.
He gritted his teeth and redeed a black magic headset from his [Travelling Deity] taskbar. Embedded in his ear like a tiny mole, the earbuds prevented sweat, shock, and as long as ng Fan did not give the order, they would never fall out.
It could play music, audiobooks, talk shows, interviews, cross talks, dramas, relationship advice, speeches, presentations and lectures, fashion, and various stories in the voices of many males and females; essentially containing any form of audio that existed.
Like his running shoes and his headband, there was a virtual screen which could be opened and adjusted anyti, anywhere.
After selecting so music recomnded by the headset for running, ng Fan cranked the volu to its max… The whole world suddenly went quiet!
These earbuds cost 30 points, costing much more than the 10 point headband. After experiencing them, ng Fan deduced that the function was not as good as the headband, but worth it nonetheless.
He had had 283 points, with 253 remaining now.
This ti, ng Fan started out by driving his first-kiloter ti under 7 minutes and 30 seconds. His breathing was slightly faster than before, but after the first kiloter slowly began adjusting his breath to the standard set by his running shoes.
After three kiloters, ng Fan grew accustod to the pace. He then increased his pace up to 7 minutes and 25 seconds, reaching an impasse on his 5th kiloter. ng Fan dropped the pace back to 7 minutes and 35 seconds, then managed to finish the seventh kiloter, but from there on maintained a steady speed of 7 minutes and 30 seconds per kiloter until the 10th kiloter. He even squeezed out the last of his strength into a sprint for the last 200 ters.
In the end, ng Fan’s 10-kiloter ti was 1 hour, 14 minutes and 47 seconds, beating his morning ti by 48 seconds.
After sweating profusely and feeling the soreness wash over his body as if his soul had been scooped out, ng Fan was still in a pleasant mood.
After running his 10 kiloters, ng Fan paid extra attention to his post-run stretches. Running music was definitely not suitable to listen to when stretching. He switched to the seductress/big sister’s voice…
“ng boss~~~”
ng Fan shuddered and felt his legs go soft.
He knew that the voices could be customized, so he was not surprised, but when he felt the air in his ear as the voice spoke… This is too real!
No no no, he could listen to this a little when his physical state was okay, but right now he absolutely cannot!
After swapping it to an abstinent male voice, ng Fan cald down.
After stretching, he returned to the dorm to take a shower, then proceeded to devour the dinner Chen Da Qiang had brought him. Chubby and content, ng Fan had completely forgotten about the fear he’d felt from his validation attributes, and strutted off to studio humming a small tune.
“Like like like.”
When the studio caretaker saw ng Fan her eyes lit up, imdiately sticking her thumb in ng Fan’s face. She bead at him. “I didn’t know you could dance, you’re pretty good.”
There weren’t that many people in the studio at this ti, but all the ones who were, suddenly turned their heads.
He had finally outrun this fear. Why did it have to co back so fast?!
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