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When everyone was lost and directionless, Xu Fan's inspiring songs made them more courageous and motivated. They found hope in Xu Fan's skillful singing.

Finding direction and purpose is extremely important for him and his friends. In a stricter sense, the songs Xu Fan sang tonight are even more important for those who lost loved ones in the disaster area, because each of his songs can offer them something to hold onto.

I hope to find some sense of purpose in life, whether it's firsthand or not. I believe it will empower them, fill them with hope, and make their future more courageous and inspiring.

The same principle applies to the second song, or rather, the beautiful song from last night. Believing in yourself makes you braver and more successful. Every road eventually leads to its end. We can't do better; all we can do is slowly work our way up to the end.

However, the most important song is still Xu Fan's "Parallel Universe." In fact, all songs are the same, or rather, the stories behind them are similar. Similar stories always reveal similarities.

For example, the concept of parallel universes has given many people a glimmer of hope. This hope is not merely a remembrance of the deceased, but a tribute to all people. If there were a parallel universe...

If there is a parallel universe, and if they are living well and happily in that other world, then perhaps that would be the greatest relief for both themselves and others. And tonight, after Xu Fan finished singing "Parallel Universe,"

They sang this simple song, "Sailor," again. Even though the lyrics of "Sailor" have nothing to do with this disaster, when everyone listens carefully, they will find that the most important thing in the song "Sailor" is not the profession itself.

Instead, it's about finding something readily available. There's no need to imagine the dangers. After all the scenery and pain appear, as long as you wipe away your tears, everything will be alright. As long as you give it your all, the road ahead will be smooth and open. Even if danger still exists, even if risks keep tormenting you, as long as you are brave enough, the road ahead can still become even more prosperous.

This is the meaning contained in Xu Fan's songs tonight, or rather, the seemingly similar yet completely different meanings contained in each of Xu Fan's many inspirational songs. The things they contain seem simple...

Yet they always manage to make people want to delve deeper, because the meaning contained in those things or lyrics can really make people subconsciously clench their fists, fill themselves with strength, and become more courageous.

The cultural performance thus came to an end amidst everyone's reluctant gaze and hearts. The audience, filled with various expressions of longing to see it continue, lingered at the closing ceremony. However, compared to others...

No one could say much more, because Xu Fan had just sung a new song on stage 05. It was unrealistic to expect him to keep singing, and it was also unlikely that he would leave without hesitation after stepping off the stage.

There was no lingering, and the cultural performance ended after the injury. Because the program was already scheduled to run for a short time, there wasn't enough time to elaborate; it was just a quick, cursory review. Many people gradually found something new and interesting in the performance.

However, for most people, Xu Fan's songs remain, lingering in their hearts, unforgettable and irreplaceable. Perhaps this is a form of recognition of Xu Fan's singing, or a reflection of their appreciation for her lyrics.

As the performances on stage finally came to an end, everyone in the audience left their seats in a daze—some standing, some sitting, some lying down—but then they all stood up and left the stage crew.

It's starting now. Packing up everyone's belongings, everything from the car to the rest of the equipment, is underway. It's a simple packing process, because everyone knows the final Rinnegan battle is in the last village. Tomorrow night will be another tough night, but compared to them...

Tonight, their hearts were deeply shaken because they received Xu Fan's simple yet powerful lyrics and songs. It must be admitted that Xu Fan has truly empowered many people.

Many people returned to their homes, lay in bed, on the kang (a heated brick bed) of their old homes, and couldn't fall asleep for a long time. Even if they were farmers, even if they listened to music simply for enjoyment, even if their stories were just about discussing unusual things.

But at this moment, they were insomniac for some unknown reason. Perhaps it was because of the friends they had lost, or perhaps it was because Xu Fan had created the concept of a parallel world, making them have certain thoughts about the person they cherished most. Perhaps they were living better in another world. Therefore, this night was anything but peaceful for most of them.

At least for them, when this hope reappears, even if we can never meet again in this life, it is good enough if we can think that the person we love or care about is living well in another world. And what we need to do now is to do our best and do better.

Perhaps this is the significance of Xu Fan singing these songs; perhaps everyone understands this significance. But in any case, tonight's cultural performance surpassed the previous two performances because it was unique, because the meaning contained in the lyrics and songs was so different.

For most people, such a sleepless night is enough to cherish in the future, or rather, to look back on slowly. Perhaps twenty years from now, or perhaps several years from now, when time has passed and the air has grown warmer, but everything will become a memory.

Even now, as memories fade, tonight's performance remains a cherished memory for most, especially when they hear it again many years later.

Or rather, when Xu Fan sings these songs during this period, they will inevitably reflect deeply, they will inevitably reminisce, they will recall that memorable period of the past, and of course, they will also think of this sudden disaster.

They understand that everything in this world may be quietly changing, and whatever the future holds, such a scene is enough for most people to remember.

Xu Fan didn't linger after leaving the stage; he turned and walked away. However, Xiao Pu, or rather his girlfriend Pu Sihan, was still there to host the cultural performance. Xu Fan's sudden departure, or turning away, wasn't an attempt to reject Park Sihae.

Instead, he couldn't help but feel a strange sadness deep inside, because during this time he had witnessed more pain and the helplessness and despair of many people. He also knew that the songs he would sing tonight might be very difficult for most people.

But the most important thing is to make more people wake up and understand that all the problems and difficulties in this world can be solved better if you do your best, and you will find the right path.

However, when Xu Fan began to sing, when he began to carefully study each lyric, when he revealed this emotion, what he saw was different; he saw some people silently shedding tears.

He saw some people suddenly cry, he heard the sounds of people weeping because of his singing, and he knew it wasn't because of how well he sang, but because of his lyrics, his song.

His voice evoked different emotions in them, or rather, it reminded them of the person they truly loved but had lost. Whether it was a friend or a family member, they were ultimately gone. Because of that loss, they felt sad when they thought about it. Xu Fan felt a deep pain in his heart when he saw that scene, which is why he left immediately after it ended.

He walked for a long time, until he reached a street not far away. The street was deserted. Perhaps this street should have been bustling with activity, but because of this disaster, or perhaps because of this tragedy, no one was there.

Or perhaps because of tonight's cultural performance, most people had already gone home, or were still at the performance venue, so the empty streets made him feel even more desolate.

A strange sense of disappointment and loss washed over him. He stood there on the street, looking up at the sky. For some reason, he seemed to faintly hear a cat meow again.

The meow sound was exceptionally clear. Who had forgotten the student but saw nothing? He could only stand there, looking up at the sky, his mind filled with all sorts of thoughts.

Perhaps it was because of what he had witnessed tonight, or perhaps it was because of what he had experienced tonight, that he felt a strange unease as he looked at the empty streets and the dilapidated laborers in the distance.

Looking at the cracks in the ground, he felt a deep pain in his heart. He seemed to recall some special story, but upon closer thought, he couldn't remember anything. He understood that all sanitation problems in this world could always arise unexpectedly.

Because none of us know whether an accident or tomorrow will come first before our birthday, and we understand this very clearly, that's why he's so sentimental. As time flows slowly by, he doesn't know how much time has passed.

His phone suddenly rang. He glanced down at his phone and saw it was Pu Si Da. He knew the arts festival was over. He didn't hesitate, because it was Xiao Pu calling.

Without any excitement, he simply spoke gently into the phone, "Is the cultural performance over?"

He earnestly replied on the other end of the phone, "Yes, it's over. I heard no one saw you. I was a little worried about where you went, so I called to ask."

Xu Fan smiled slightly. He knew it wasn't that they were really worried about him, so he said into the phone, "I'm fine. Go to the tent first, I'll be back in a bit."

Pu Sihan didn't say much more. The two exchanged a brief conversation and hung up. Xu Fan, standing on the street, suddenly noticed people starting to appear in the distance. He realized that most of the people on the street had gone to the cultural performance that evening.

Now that the cultural performance has ended, everyone is heading home. On their way home, they see only hurried pedestrians, occasionally exchanging words of comfort, words of solace to one another, yet at this moment, they all seem so helpless.

It was that simple, but this scene played out in many people's lives. Xu Fan didn't ask for any more attention or greet anyone. Of course, no one recognized him, or rather, he didn't recognize anyone.

On a night like this, on a street like this, he didn't need to do these things. He just felt that he should leave, so he turned back to his husband, or rather, he returned to the scene of the art performance.

The car the teachers had prepared hadn't started moving yet. The staff were still packing up the basic necessities. When everything was finally packed up, when Xu Fan and Xiao Pu met again, and when everyone was preparing to return to their volunteer accommodations, none of them felt a strange sense of loss.

Silently, they thought to themselves that there would be another cultural performance like this tomorrow night. But for some reason, when they saw those people tonight shedding tears because of their favorite songs and gaining strength from Xu Fan's songs, they suddenly realized that perhaps many times what we need to do is very simple. When we comfort people, we can do it better with just simple actions.

For a moment, when many people looked at Xu Fan, they couldn't help but feel that he was a hero. Even though he had only sung a few songs, at that moment, they still felt that this distinction was truly unique.

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 919 Conversation===

When Xu Fan and Pu Sihan returned to their tent, it was already midnight.

At this time, most people have already become engrossed in their work, but for everyone in the disaster area, whether they are soldiers or hardworking farmers, they have not yet fallen asleep. They are still busy with candlelight and lamplight, doing everything they can to help.

Life is full of dangers that catch us off guard and leave us bewildered. Xu Fan's life has also been filled with such experiences. For example, he was once lost and helpless, then left his mother's body, which made him weak. After being diagnosed with cancer, he was bored and helpless, and his heart sank into despair. But just when danger comes, light appears, and when all hope seems lost, hope is brought. The appearance of the system made him suddenly realize how fast the world changes, or rather, the system gave him a greater understanding of the world and made him realize that hope can often make him a better person.

The same was true for Pu Sihan. She and Xu Fan used to be very close, but due to her family's relocation, they lost contact. Although they still missed each other, they never saw each other again, had no communication, no connection, and no chance to meet. Even so, when they met again, they still recognized each other, or rather, they were still touched by each other's feelings. Strictly speaking, when they met again, they realized that the person they had been hiding in their hearts had never been loved. Especially when they confessed their feelings to each other, they realized that the moment they held most dear in their hearts, that person, that moment, had been etched into their hearts and never forgotten. So when they thought about this and looked at each other, they suddenly realized that not all risks in this world make things better.

The two lay in the tent, looking at each other and talking about all sorts of issues in the world, things that others might care about or not care about in life. They just chatted like that.

Xu Fan spoke first, followed by Xiao Pu. Xu Fan said, "Actually, before coming here, I never thought it would end like this. I came here because Zhao Feiyang's parents were injured. Later, I found out what had happened, so I rushed over immediately. I saw all sorts of scenes. I saw people who had lost their loved ones crying uncontrollably, I saw children who had lost their parents with tears streaming down their faces, and I saw people who had lost their homes sitting helplessly in a corner eating instant noodles. I felt extremely sad and helpless because I realized that I really had no power to help. I am just an ordinary person, and I have no power to help. I can only do some insignificant things with my limited strength."

He wasn't listening very attentively to Xu Fan's words. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Actually, you've already done a lot. Whether it's every song you sang or everything you did after arriving at the disaster area, the details are hard to describe, but you've really put your heart into it. Not all singers and stars can do what you do, but I believe you are excellent. In my opinion, not everyone can do what you've done. You've really done a great job."

Xu Fan nodded as he listened to Pu Sihan's words. He knew Pu Sihan was comforting him. Deep down, there was something touching about him. He was well aware that everything in this world was visible to others, and he had done his best, but he still felt he hadn't done enough. He couldn't change what was happening in this world, even with a system that others couldn't possess. He hadn't expected to come here only to accept it. Moreover, for him, his existence in this world, or rather, possessing the system, seemed to have no other purpose than bringing him some benefits. Many people say everyone should be selfish, that selfishly considering oneself is the most important thing. But when you stop considering your own life and world, you realize that many things aren't like that, because many things... It's frustrating to want to do something or protect something, but to find yourself powerless and helpless. This can be incredibly disheartening, bringing to the surface the deepest struggles and helplessness within. On this night, Xu Fan and Pu Shan had a profound conversation. Xu Fan then asked Pu Sihan to continue: "Actually, for me, everything I've done is already the best I can do. Later, I started singing because I realized that sometimes, even without putting in much effort, simply singing a few songs can give people courage and help them survive the most painful times in the world. That might be the best thing, and I feel that this is how I contribute to the world. So I believe that in the future, I will sing many more songs. No matter what kind of song it is, I believe that as long as it comes from my lips, it will bring joy to everyone."

Xu Fan's confidence stems not only from the fact that his past experiences all came from the system—because his deepest desire was to one day write a song uniquely his own, rather than one provided by the system—but also from the fact that he believes his voice and current influence will resonate with at least a segment of the population, empowering them. He believes that any inspirational song can inspire anyone to clench their fists and strive forward, believing that the future of the world will be even brighter.

No, he listened attentively to every word Xu Fan said, nodding earnestly. He had been pondering these things, and in fact, he had given some thought to every word the student spoke. He also felt that Xu Fan was no longer an ordinary person. Even though many people might see Xu Fan as just an ordinary singer, that was not the case. Xu Fan's singing had gained recognition from most people around the world, at least from most young people. More importantly, the meaning contained in each of Xu Fan's songs, and the power contained in his recent inspirational songs, gave everyone a special respect for him. At least in their eyes, Xu Fan was a top-tier figure with power in life, a top hero. Even though he sang only simple songs, his songs brought strength to many people, and that strength enabled them to live bravely and become stronger. Perhaps this was Xu Fan's greatest contribution to the world.

No, after listening to what Xu Fan said, he thought for a moment, then suddenly turned around and looked at Xu Fan, who was gazing at him earnestly. So I kissed Xu Fan lightly on the lips, and then said, "Do you remember when we were little, we always liked to play on the dirt mounds? Back then, we had no thoughts, we were innocent and carefree. Everything about us was so simple. The laughter we made was so joyful and so pure. I hope that in the future, whether it's you and me, or those children who are sad because of loss, or ordinary people, I hope that every day can be as happy and carefree as a child. And I believe that in the future, you will definitely bring more beautiful songs to make them happier, because I believe you can do it."

Hearing Pu Sihan's words and looking at her face, Xu Fan thought about the kiss the Bodhisattva had given him on the lips earlier. He felt inexplicably excited. This was the first time Pu Sihan had kissed him on her own initiative. Besides excitement, he was mostly happy. However, he couldn't remember what he was like as a child. He did have some images in his memory, but those images were very clear and simple. Perhaps it was because too much time had passed, or rather, it wasn't because of the passage of time, but because after Xu Fan started using the system, his memory had gradually begun to forget those things from his childhood. He was no longer the person he used to be. But no matter what, he still remembered some fragments. He remembered Pu Sihan saying that he used to like playing games with Pu Sihan and even with his elementary school classmates on the small mound of earth.

At that time, whether it was myself, Pu Sihan, or everyone else, everyone was very happy deep down. Everyone's lips were constantly chuckling. Perhaps this is what makes them different. They were all constantly expressing the happiness they recognized deep in their hearts, which is why they deserved recognition.

At this moment, Xu Fan had a smile on his lips, and he was quite excited deep down. However, the thought that they were still talking in the tent at this moment left him speechless and unable to do anything. After all, the soundproofing was really not good. Of course, he was not in the mood to do anything under these circumstances. It was just that the Bodhisattva's gentle touch earlier had made a certain part of him start to stir. But putting that aside, his loving gaze towards Pu Sihan was filled with affection. He gazed at her deeply and continued earnestly, "If what we have said is all a story, then I believe that everything in this world will become a better place. Just like you said, I hope that everyone in this world can see, like children, those children who have lost their parents and relatives, and live more bravely. Of course, I also need fewer disasters in this world."

Xu Fan and Pu Sihan chatted about various topics, from the disaster to their donations, and even the safety and future of the children in the disaster area. They discussed many things. The world is constantly changing, but stories often evoke feelings of helplessness in those who are already saddened.

They weren't really that fond of each other; no one could hear their conversation because, even though they were in a tent and the sound of their singing wasn't very loud, they kept their voices down until late at night, until the moon began to shine in the sky, before they finally fell asleep. They held each other tightly, doing nothing else. And so it went until the next day when the sky was just beginning to brighten. They knew that another busy day was about to begin because they were going to the last place to perform the final act of the cultural performance. Xu Fan had already prepared what song to sing for the last act, and Pu Sihan, as the host, also needed to prepare some drafts and content in advance.

Actually, for Xu Fan and Pu Sang, the ultimate goal of everything they did tonight was to let more people hear good songs. Of course, what they talked about was just a simple chat about what happened after the disaster. The sun wasn't very strong the next day, and the weather was a bit chilly, but for Xu Fan and Pu Sihan, the weather was just right. They didn't do anything. After leaving the tent and quickly washing up, they found Commander Liu and started communicating with him about their last destination for the day.

Commander Liu told them that the last location was a bit remote because it was a mountain village. After the earthquake, the village was hit by heavy rains, which washed away the land and caused mudslides, just like the mudslide in Zhoucheng, Gansu Province. The place was already devastated. However, compared to the surrounding area, the number of people lost in this mudslide was relatively smaller. But in any case, the disaster was still terrifying. So this time, they were prepared to go there with all their might, not only to sing, but also to comfort the people there.

I hope they can become braver and not become even more heartbroken and despondent during the time they lose their loved ones.

After learning all this, Xu Fan became even more satisfied with his songs, because he felt that his next songs might bring a different kind of hope to everyone. In any case, what he was doing now was preparing his voice so that he could be even better tomorrow.

Meanwhile, the other staff members on site began to pack up their belongings, as they were preparing to leave early for Shengshan Village, where the mudslide had occurred.

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 920 In the Village===

The story of that village wasn't described in much detail, because the village was very simple; it was just a mudslide that caused the loss of some people's relatives and friends, and that was all.

If we consider this simplistic explanation, then the matter doesn't seem too serious, or rather, it's somewhat dismissive or heartless. But that's how everything in this world seems to be.

No one wants to encounter or experience what happened in that village, but it happened anyway, and no one can change it or change it.

In reality, it was already destined that all we could do now was try our best to help those who survived to live more bravely. Because of the mudslide, almost all electrical appliances in that area were destroyed, leaving the entire village devoid of any interesting sights.

Even after several days of rescue efforts, all they managed to do was add one more light bulb to the school square. Because this mudslide was so massive, reaching the village was extremely difficult for many volunteers.

It was actually quite difficult for Xu Fan and his convoy to reach that village. Their vehicles were relatively large, since they needed five, so Xu Fan and his staff temporarily reduced their size by switching to smaller vehicles.

Only in this way can one gain access to the village chief, and one must also be equipped with some power generation equipment, because electricity is indeed scarce in that area. Under such circumstances, only by thinking of power generation equipment in one's own way can one ensure that everyone can hear more clearly.

When he heard the news, he felt a pang of sadness deep down, because he knew that no one could have predicted what would happen there, and they were truly heartbroken afterward, as the future remained uncertain.

Not only was there nothing there, but there wasn't even the most basic resonance. Although the government has been saying that everyone should use lightning, this earthquake was truly unbelievable. Fortunately, the Western-bred...

Most shops have gradually resumed operations, which has eased their minds somewhat. However, regardless of the situation, the staff and other workers are still preparing for this final cultural performance.

When they arrived, even though they were mentally prepared, they were still horrified when they saw the horrific scene. The entire village was almost completely buried by the mudslide. At that moment, everyone was together, or rather, everyone was focused on each other, setting up small tents in the school or the village's primary school playground.

Everyone still alive in the entire village had gathered together on the elementary school playground. The village leader and his comrades had already lost their homes, which had been destroyed by the mudslide. So, at this moment, the fact that they were still alive was already a miracle.

In fact, the mudslide did not cause many deaths in the village. The entire disaster should only have claimed the lives of a little over a hundred people. However, for this group of people, it was only the loss of one or two lives, but it was still heartbreaking because those were people they used to see regularly. Their lives were gone just like that, and anyone would feel inexplicably sad.

When Xu Fan and all the staff arrived at the village, it was already around noon. The village chief and villagers were extremely excited to see Xu Fan and everyone else arrive.

Xu Fan was immediately invited to their home for a meal. In reality, it wasn't really a home anymore; it was just a place where several government officials had come together. Most of the villagers were neighbors, so the relationships were generally quite good.

So everyone squeezed together to eat from the communal pot. Xu Fan and all the staff naturally joined in and started eating cake rice. For some reason, even though it was just a regular communal meal...

But at this moment, the food tasted really good. Although there was nothing fancy, Xu Fan and the staff felt a quiet sense of emotion because they saw everyone's strength.

In fact, at that moment, everyone kept their tears to themselves; no one spoke aloud, because they had truly lost everything, not just their loved ones. Often, most people haven't actually lost their friends and family.

At least they are still alive, but the things that have sustained them through a lifetime of hardship have simply vanished, causing them great sorrow. Some had just built new houses, but now they are destroyed; some elderly people have lived there for decades, and now they are gone. This is naturally heartbreaking, and so, deep in everyone's hearts, the grief can only be suppressed.

I can't tell anyone that when Xu Fan was chatting with everyone, each person had a smile on their face, but I can only see the sadness hidden behind those smiles. It's a very painful feeling. Putting aside the past, I only hope that Soldor can become a better person.

Especially when he looked around and saw that besides these people, there were many more who were tirelessly rescuing things lost in the mudslide—whether it was bank cards, people or animals trapped underneath, etc.—they were doing everything they could to distinguish them. At that moment, for some reason, he suddenly thought of the song he had prepared for tonight.

As a singer, he naturally knew that it was necessary to write a song for every disaster. However, this time he didn't write any songs; all of them came from the system, because the system provided him with an overwhelming number of songs.

When he saw everyone coming together to help, he was deeply moved, even by the song he had chosen. "If one side helps, all sides lend a hand"—perhaps this perfectly describes the good fortune he was experiencing at that moment.