On June 26th at noon after school, Muyang finished lunch and returned to the dormitory. He saw Zhou Feng sitting alone in front of the computer with a sorrowful expression on his face.
"This doesn't seem like the usual carefree Zhou Feng. Mu Yang hastily stepped forward, patted his shoulder and said: 'Brother, what's with this expression? Is something wrong at home or with your girlfriend?'"
Zhou Feng gave Mu Yang a glance and said: "I'm fine, my family is fine too, my girlfriend is even better, you'd better not jinx me."
"Oh, I'm relieved then. Say, what's wrong? You look like you've been beaten up." Murong Yang teased.
"Everything is on here, take a look yourself."
Mu Yang lay on the table and took a look, the portal website's headline news read: "Michael Jackson died at home last night, the King of Pop has fallen."
"No way, Jackson was still so young, how could he have died?" Mu Yang was also shocked by the news. Speaking of which, Mu Yang is also a fan of Michael Jackson's songs, of course, it's that kind of pseudo-fan, likes Michael Jackson's songs, but doesn't care about other gossip and stuff.
He also wanted to go see a Michael Jackson concert, but Michael Jackson had never held a concert in China. Mu Yang didn't have the energy or financial resources to support him going to the US for a concert before, so this wish was never fulfilled. He had thought that after graduating from university, he would definitely take time out to watch a Michael Jackson concert.
But now Michael Jackson is actually dead, he was only 50 years old, still in his prime, how did he die?
I opened several more websites and basically all the entertainment sections were about Michael Jackson's death.
"Michael Jackson dies, public sentiment out of control, fans are in extreme grief."
"Michael Jackson passes away, the world is in mourning."
"Exclusive report: Michael Jackson passes away, an era comes to an end."
Michael Jackson died of overdose.
Zhou Feng patted Mu Yang's shoulder and said, "Brother, don't look so down, let's mourn in a more subdued manner."
Muyang also dug up Zhou Feng.
"What a pity, I originally had plans, after graduation, to find an opportunity to attend one of Michael Jackson's concerts, now it's too late, my wish will not come true." Mu Yang shook his head and sighed.
On the evening of June 27, fans in many cities across China held memorial activities for Michael Jackson. In Beijing, a memorial activity was held at Xiaoyuan Garden opposite Soong Ching-ling's former residence at Houhai.
People lit candles, held up posters of Michael Jackson, sang "Heal the World" by Jackson, and walked around Houhai Lake with Jackson's music. After that, they put the candles on paper boats and sent them onto the lake to mourn. Mu Yang and several roommates, as well as his girlfriend, also participated in this activity.
However, Mu Yang and others immediately started their tense final exams. After two days of exams, Mu Yang attended two student council meetings to prepare for the summer vacation. A few days later, Mu Yang added another exam, which was the Japanese N1 exam.
It's been a busy half month, and on July 6th, summer vacation finally arrived. Mu Yang was finally able to relax, but then he received a phone call.
"Senpai, I'm Misaka." Misaka's voice came from the receiver.
"Mei Sha, hello, how come you thought of calling me today?"
"I'm about to return home, I don't know if you have time..."
Mei Sha didn't continue speaking, but Mu Yang had already understood Mei Sha's meaning.
"Really? What time is it? As a friend, I must see you off."
"Is it possible for you to come over at 12 o'clock this afternoon when I have a flight?"
"Mo Yang raised his hand to look at his watch, 'No problem, we'll meet at the airport.'"
Capital Airport waiting hall.
Mischa wasn't the only one who left, there were also her several Japanese exchange students and overseas classmates, so there were still quite a few people gathered together, chatting and laughing with each other, while Mischa stood aside, looking out for someone.
"Mei Sha, since you liked him, why didn't you confess at that time?" a girl asked beside Mei Sha.
"In fact, when I was in contact with Mu Yang, I had subtly hinted to him that I thought he should understand my intention, but every time he would change the subject and avoid it. I knew that Mu Yang didn't want to develop a romantic relationship with me," Mei Sha said, her expression somewhat melancholic.
Muyang appeared and came to Mei Sha's side.
"Senior, I'm leaving now, hoping you'll remember me."
"I'll remember the girl who was knocked down by me in the library, the one who chased out of the library shouting, the one who introduced Japanese cuisine to me."
"Senior, can I give you a hug?"
Mu Yang stretched out his hand, and the girl rushed into Mu Yang's arms.
"Here's a little gift for you." Murong took out a pocket watch and handed it to the girl. On the way here, Murong thought that since they were parting ways, he should give the girl a small gift as a keepsake, but something too valuable wasn't suitable to give away, to be honest, he also didn't think it was necessary, so in the end, he chose this pocket watch.
The plane was about to take off, and everyone bid farewell. Mei Sha walked into the boarding gate with tears in her eyes.
The girl who had been standing next to Mei Sha glanced at Mu Yang and said, "Let me introduce myself, School of Business, An Yi, CD person."
"Mu Yang, English Department, from Beijing." Mu Yang heard her say she was a CD person and knew this woman must be the friend who taught Mei Xiang to eat Sichuan cuisine. However, looking at her demeanor, there's indeed a bit of a spicy girl vibe.
At this time, An Yi said: "Mei Sha has told me that she likes you, but you have never responded to her expressions."
"I think love needs to be honed, Mei Sha's kind of liking is just infatuation with a boy she fancies, it's very possible that when she returns home, as soon as she gets off the plane, she sees a handsome guy and forgets about me." Mu Yang said with a smile.
"Why didn't you say she was looking at the upper air on the plane?" An Yi gave Mu Yang a glance.
"It's also possible that Captain is a handsome guy." Mu Yang smiled and waved goodbye, earning another pair of rolling eyes.
Finally on vacation, what should I do now?
Of course there are things to do, and many of them, because in the Republic of China era, Muyang is still soaking in water.
He had been enjoying a comfortable life for the past few days and only thought of going back to take a look, completely forgetting that he was originally from the icy cold sea water. As soon as he appeared in the sea, he directly got soaked to the bone, then an idea suddenly brought him back home, looking at the water stains on the floor, and the water droplets falling down his clothes, making him want to cry but unable to shed tears.
Why say "worry can make a country prosperous, and idleness can destroy one's life"? This is indeed a true portrayal of myself. It has only been more than 20 days since I last entered the task space, and I have already forgotten the dangers over there.
Took off his clothes, took a hot bath, washed away the seawater on his body, and then began to think about his plan.
Right, I haven't received the task yet. Murong thought of this only now.
Open the system panel, view the first column task bar, and directly select Accept the sixth task, "Kill the Great Demon King Showa Emperor".
Mo Yang was truly shocked by the system, it turned out that he had also guessed it, from soldier to officer to general, and finally would he be allowed to kill the Emperor himself. Now it seems that his guess has come true. Mo Yang couldn't help but mock, this is too easy, can't they change the pattern? Others have spiral tasks, but his own is absolutely a straight-line system.
The sixth task is the last task in this world.
"What kind of explanation is this", Mu Yang complained again, then flipped through the three task bars for half a day, but there was no other useful information, and had to reluctantly give up, it seems that one still needs to work hard oneself.
