Chapter 198

A pack of tissues in his left hand, a cup of water in his right, his face full of eager attentiveness.

Holy crap! Isn't this going a bit overboard?

Boss Yang and Liu Tianxian were also a bit dumbfounded.

He'd only been bragging for a minute or two just now, is all this really necessary?

Su Meng, seeing Xiao Yueyue acting like such a lickspittle, also felt a little reluctant to be so harsh.

"Xiao Yueyue, you don't have to be like this. Today I'm making you a musician, not a waiter."

Xiao Yueyue, however, didn't mind at all.

"Little Martial Uncle, look at what you're saying. A martial nephew serving his martial uncle—isn't that only right and proper?"

"Besides, I'm just a crosstalk performer. How would I know how to be a musician?"

Su Meng glared at him and said, unamused.

"The four skills of crosstalk—eating, drinking… ptooey! Speaking, imitating, teasing, and singing!"

"Imitating and singing are also one of the skills. Can't you sing?"

Xiao Yueyue scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"I can still sing a little, but this level of mine…"

"That's enough." Su Meng cut him off directly.

"In a bit I'll write you a song. Record it over the next few days. From now on it'll count as your signature anthem."

What? Several people were all stunned.

Write a song and it's a signature anthem?

Do you think this is singing Lianhua Luo? It just rolls off the tongue?

Liu Huan, however, had his eyes light up and hurriedly scooted over.

"Xiao Meng, what song?"

He knew exactly how strong Su Meng's creative ability was.

Wasn't "Ode to the Heroes" awesome?

Liu Huan already had a premonition that this song would also become one of his signature anthems in the future.

But how long had it taken Su Meng to write it back then?

He just heard the requirements, then wrote it out on the spot, bam bam!

And now there's another song?

Su Meng gave a faint smile and said lightly.

"This song is called 'Ode to the Fifth Ring,' and it's about…"

"Good! What a great song!" Liu Huan clapped his hands and loudly cheered.

The whole group was nearly dumbfounded.

Good how?

It's just a name—how did you hear that it was good?

Liu Huan paid them no heed, then said with great enthusiasm.

"Just hearing the name, you can tell it's good."

"'Ode to the Fifth Ring'… just hearing it, you know it's singing about the Olympic spirit."

"Higher! Faster! Stronger!"

"Xiao Yueyue, shouldn't you hurry up and thank your Little Martial Uncle?"

"He's giving you this song because he places earnest hopes in you."

"He hopes you won't get arrogant, won't be complacent, and at every moment use the Olympic spirit of higher, faster, stronger to motivate yourself."

"Go farther and farther on the road of art, bravely scale the heights, and win the true laurel wreath of art!"

"Xiao Yueyue, your Little Martial Uncle has very high expectations of you!"

Hearing these words, Xiao Yueyue's tears suddenly burst forth, his voice even carrying a sob.

"Little Martial Uncle, you've really been way too good to me!"

"Don't worry, I'll definitely learn my craft well, do crosstalk well, and absolutely live up to Little Martial Uncle's earnest hopes!"

Boss Yang and Liu Tianxian also suddenly saw the light, and the way they looked at Su Meng was completely different now.

"Su Meng, I originally thought you weren't really on the level."

"Who knew you'd also come up with such a positive-energy song?"

"I'm really so envious of Xiao Yueyue!"

Su Meng, being praised by this group in every conceivable way, was already completely dumbfounded.

"Ode to the Fifth Ring" is about the Olympic spirit?

It's earnest hopes for Xiao Yueyue?

This matter… how come I didn't know about it?

……

Not just them—the entire livestream was also brimming with positive energy, as if the netizens had been thoroughly sublimated at this moment.

"At this moment, I feel like I've returned to the Olympic arena, my whole body filled with energy!"

"I hereby declare that from now on this 'Ode to the Fifth Ring' will be my essential running music!"

"Higher, faster, stronger—this isn't just a spur to Xiao Yueyue, it's a spur to us too!"

"Wow, who knew Su Meng could also write such a positive-energy big song? Amazing!"

"Stronger is also my wish, but faster? Sorry, I can't do it!"

"The commenter upstairs hit the nail on the head. In a certain special event, faster and stronger really are opposites."

"At such a positive moment, how can you guys crack such a dirty joke? So filthy!"

……

Liu Huan saw Su Meng looking completely dumbfounded, assumed he had tacitly agreed, thought for a moment, then added.

"A great song like this must be paired with a top-tier accompaniment, only then can it truly bring out that kind of grandeur."

"No problem, I'm familiar with the Dragon Nation Philharmonic Orchestra, I'll pull them in to accompany Xiao Yueyue!"

Xiao Yueyue was so moved he was about to cry, and gave Liu Huan a deep bow.

"Liu Laoshi, thank you so much, I'm really so touched."

Liu Huan quickly held him up, and said with earnest, heartfelt advice.

"Why are you thanking me? You should be thanking your Little Martial Uncle!"

"He's the one who wrote such a great song for you."

"You absolutely must not let down this song, or let down your Little Martial Uncle."

Xiao Yueyue then bowed repeatedly to Su Meng and said.

"Little Martial Uncle, I'm clumsy with words and don't know how to talk."

"From now on, Little Martial Uncle is my living parent, whatever Little Martial Uncle says is my imperial decree!"

"Higher, faster, stronger — I will definitely keep them firmly in my heart!"

Only at this point did Su Meng barely come back to his senses.

How the hell did this get more and more absurd?

The Dragon Nation Philharmonic Orchestra even came out?

He gave Liu Huan a strange look, and said in a drawn-out voice.

"Huan-ge, if I'm not mistaken… your Chinese grades in school must have been pretty good, right?"

Liu Huan was a bit baffled, but still said proudly.

"Of course, when I took the college entrance exam, I scored 140 in Chinese!"

"Wow… that's amazing!"

Xiao Yueyue, Liu Tianxian, and Boss Yang's eyes instantly turned into little stars, their faces full of worship.

Su Meng nodded and said expressionlessly.

"And your reading comprehension must be really strong, right?"

Liu Huan's face was full of pride, and he quite enjoyed these worshipful gazes.

"From childhood on, my Chinese reading comprehension has always been full marks."