This celebrity became even more popular after being exposed of having multiple girlfriends-Chapter 21 - "People Like Me

The cameras within the venue concentrated on Wu Mu, and his face appeared on the big screen onstage.

Huh?

Everyone suddenly felt that something was off.

"Is it just me or does Wu Mu look handsomer?"

"I thought I was the only one thinking that, do you all feel the same?"

"Did he get plastic surgery? Injections?"

"Just a week to overhaul his whole damn look, and he's been with the crew all this time, under so many cameras. Damn, Wu has become genuinely handsome; I'm starting to feel unbalanced."

"Don't worry, just think about it, as handsome as he is, he's still just a Wu dog, doesn't that make you feel better?"

The audience whispered among themselves, clearly perceiving that Wu Mu was much handsomer than in the last episode.

Although he was already considered to have top-notch looks within the circle in the previous episode, it wasn't to the extent that it was striking at first glance.

But just now, when the camera shot to Wu Mu, they really felt dazzled.

Well, if this bastard wasn't so abstract, the visual would be even more pleasurable.

Wu Mu stood up from the contestant's seat but didn't walk towards the stage; instead, he stood in place, looking at them under the stage.

It was clear what he was waiting for without saying.

Can you please drop dead?

Every time before going on stage, you've got to find yourself some scenes, right?

Everyone just couldn't be bothered to deal with this attention-seeker.

They started booing just to embarrass him, to make him look foolish.

But he wasn't embarrassed at all; he even looked pleased, so they'd be mad to keep booing.

Wu Mu waited for several seconds, but seeing that the audience wouldn't engage with him, just staring coldly at him, he knew he couldn't drag out the time.

No point in forcefully dragging it out as the footage would just get cut; it wouldn't add any points.

He smacked his lips regretfully and could only go on stage.

However, once on stage, he didn't forget his old traditions.

He smiled and said to the audience,

"I noticed that after the last episode aired, everyone was wondering how I could write a song like Heavenly Queen's, why my abilities vastly improved compared to before, and whether the song was purchased or not."

"Actually, you all misunderstood; my abilities have always been terrifyingly strong! It's just that I used to rely on my face to get by, so I didn't need to use my abilities much, which made you think I was lacking."

"Now that I can't rely on my face, my abilities naturally stand out."

Wu Mu joked around.

That's right, his abilities were terrifyingly strong now!

Slaying left and right with the system!

Ah yes, yes, yes, whatever you say is right.

The audience beneath the stage still wore indifferent expressions, unwilling to play along with his performance.

They had realized that Wu Mu, after bottlenecking, became like a social terrorizer, acting without any restraints, and any interaction would just elate him.

The fun and games segment ended, finally, it was time to sing.

Wu Mu murmured to himself, "Skill activated."

Then, he gestured for the backstage crew to play the backing tracks.

The stage lights dimmed, leaving only a spotlight on him.

Melodious piano sounds emerged as the song information appeared on the screen.

"People Like Me"

Lyrics: Wu Mu

Composition: Wu Mu

Arrangement: Wu Mu

Wait, that's not right.

The audience couldn't help but stir.

Why is Wu Mu listed for lyrics and composition?

Isn't this round about singing a teammate's song?

The author should be Mo Mo, right?

Everyone was surprised.

But without giving them much time to think, Wu Mu onstage had already started singing.

In a gentle voice, seemingly devoid of any emotion, he began his soft chant, reaching everyone's ears.

"People like me who excel."

"Should have lived a splendid life."

"How is it that after more than twenty years,"

"I still drift in the sea of people."

Wu Mu remembered his past life on Earth.

Born in a small town to a family focused on academic exercises, he grew up loving to read casual books and play video games, watching Jin Yong and Gu Long, playing The Legend of Swords and World of Warcraft...

He dreamed of growing up, imagining himself going through a different life like the characters in stories and games, experiencing exciting adventures.

He thought he was special, unique, perhaps the world only existed because of his own thoughts.

...

Below the stage, the audience watched Wu Mu perform, but their gazes held no focus.

They understood what Wu Mu was singing.

Who isn't born thinking they are extraordinary, feeling that they are one of a kind?

"People like me, so clever,"

"Left simplicity behind long ago."

"Why then fall for someone,"

"Only to earn scars in return."

Gradually growing up, to find perhaps I'm not that special?

Studied average, only got into an ordinary university.

Worked average, only joined an ordinary company.

Love was average, the girl I loved was just an ordinary person, and we still quarreled over all sorts of trivial matters in life.

Boasting of being special and unique, then why stumble into every hole life has to offer?

"People like me, so lost."

"Seekers like me."

"Underachievers like me."

"How many more have you seen?"

Toiling away at meaningless work, the rare leisure time is spent reliving childhood hobbies, reading novels, playing games.

Those bright, vivid dreams seem achievable only by watching others live them out in videos.

Getting used to mediocrity while occasionally feeling an inevitable resentment, self-pity.

Damn it, how did I end up like this?

Kind-hearted in nature, with such unique thoughts, why can I only live this sorry existence?

"People like me, so vulgar."

"Never pretending to be profound."

"Why then, upon hearing an old song,"

"Do I suddenly lose my composure?"

"People like me, so timid."

"Always holding back a little."

Gradually, I've come to realize that this might be all there is to my life.

Those bright dreams, they too can only dwell within my fantasies.

All I seem capable of is typing out these words, playing these games, projecting myself into them, dreaming a little dream.

My unique ponderings, my so-called profound thoughts, no one will suddenly pop up and tell me they understand it all.

"People like me, alone."

"People like me, foolish."

"People who can't settle for mediocrity."

"How many are there in the world?"

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"People like me, inexplicably so."

"Will anyone feel sympathy?"

Wu Mu slowly put down the microphone, bowing to thank the audience.

The audience was silent, still immersed in the mood of the song.

Unlike Heavenly Queen, People Like Me didn't contain fierce agony, no desperate struggle.

There was only calm narration, with an undertone of self-mocking sorrow.

A sense of melancholy shrouded every audience member's heart.

Wu Mu was singing about himself, but also about them.

The harshness of reality makes one recognize their own mediocrity.

But who doesn't harbor a bit of discontent with being ordinary?

Who doesn't envy those wealthy people, the upper class, and the life they enjoy freely?