As time passed, the concert was finally drawing to a close, culminating in the final encore song.
For the audience at the venue and those watching the live stream, every song Robin had performed felt like a showstopper—completely new, utterly captivating, and mind-blowingly good.
It was easy to predict that after the concert, but before Robin's album release, clips of these new songs would spread like wildfire across the internet.
"All good things must come to an end," Robin said softly from center stage. "Now, for the last song. And personally, it's my favorite of them all."
Without a doubt, she was referring to "If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking." In truth, wouldn't a more upbeat tune have been a better choice for a concert closer?
But when Robin decided to include this song in her setlist, she hadn't given it much thought. It didn't really matter anyway—every track from the album was equally brilliant.
The gentle background music began, and Robin swayed gently to the rhythm, her eyes half-closed.
"..."
"Let my heart bravely spread the wings"
"Soaring past the night"
"To trace the bright moonlight"
"Let the clouds heal me of the stings"
"Gently wipe the sorrow off my life"
"I dream"
Perhaps it was because Robin had poured her heart and soul into creating this song, or perhaps it was because she was now infusing her voice with even greater emotion as she sang it.
In an instant, the entire audience felt completely immersed in the moment. They seemed to witness a vivid scene: a small bird breaking free from its constraints, yearning for freedom, and struggling to soar into the sky.
Or perhaps it was the image of a firefly fearlessly plunging into the flames, drawn to the light.
An indescribable emotion washed over the entire audience, solidifying this moment as a timeless classic.
Nearly everyone present would remember every detail of this performance perfectly, even ten years later: every gesture and expression of the girl at center stage, her angelic voice, and the song itself—every element was utterly unforgettable.
[I've made up my mind! I swear, I'll only stan Robin for the rest of my life!]
[She's so beautiful!]
[I think I just saw an angel.]
[I'm crying, fam! I don't understand a word of the lyrics, but I'm so moved!]
[Robin! Take me away! I'll do anything! Please, take me with you!]
In the Kuaishou live stream, the sheer volume of bullet comments caused the page to lag. The concert reached its final crescendo with this song and concluded triumphantly.
After offering closing remarks of gratitude, Robin bid farewell to the audience and exited the stage.
The concert lasted approximately an hour and a half. Robin's body was naturally exhausted from such an intense performance, but her mind was still buzzing with excitement. How could she not be thrilled by the concert's resounding success?
And there was another crucial factor at play:
[The Beautiful Girl Masquerade System is at your service.]
[Host: Mu Heng]
[Current Identity: Robin]
[Current Objective: Songstress (82.31%)]
Yes, the system's progress toward her goal had soared to an astonishing 82.31%.
During the twenty days leading up to the concert, Robin had paused her live streams, causing the goal's growth to slow significantly, increasing by only about 10%.
But as the concert unfolded, the completion rate skyrocketed at a visible pace. Robin had never witnessed such a rapid surge before—over 30% in just ninety minutes!
Now that the concert had concluded, her overall progress stood at the current 82.31%.
This was hardly surprising. The concert's scale and impact were immense, drawing a massive audience. In every way, it perfectly aligned with the requirements of the "Songstress" objective.
"So, if I hold another concert of the same scale, I'll complete the goal immediately?!" Robin muttered excitedly to herself. Having already organized one concert, the second would be exponentially easier!
The most obvious advantage was that she wouldn't need to learn a dozen new songs from scratch. She could simply perform the same setlist in another city!
And while she was at it, she could finally showcase more songs from the album at the next concert!
Robin hurried back to the backstage area. Cheng Hui immediately rushed to greet her, equally exhilarated. "Robin, you were absolutely dazzling on stage!"
Soon, Chu Xingyu, Shu Cat, Invincible Bro, and everyone else who had helped organize the concert swarmed around her, showering her with genuine praise.
"Thank you, thank you all so much!" Robin said, her voice filled with heartfelt gratitude.
Without everyone's support, the concert wouldn't have been such a resounding success. Although she was the only performer on stage, the credit for the concert's triumph belonged to every single person present.
However, as Robin scanned the crowd, she noticed that one very important person was missing: Yu Lin! The Dragon Lady's distinctive presence would have been impossible to overlook.
Well, and Lü Heng, too.
With the concert's success, there was no reason for either of them to be absent. Puzzled, Robin walked to a nearby table, pulled her phone from a blue crossbody bag, and checked it.
The first thing she saw was a message from Zhong Wanhong:
[Return to the Bureau of Anomalous Investigations immediately after the concert. Something's happened.]
The moment Robin read the message, she froze for a split second. After quickly saying goodbye to the others, she rushed out the stadium's back exit without even taking the time to remove her makeup or change clothes. She hailed a taxi and headed straight to the Bureau of Anomalous Investigations.
Unbeknownst to her, a foreigner in a black hat and dark overcoat stood silently by the roadside, watching her leave. He then approached the concert venue's back exit Robin had just exited.
During the taxi ride, Robin called to inquire about the situation.
The bad news was that the Bureau had been attacked—a premeditated assault of extreme severity.
The good news was that there were no casualties. Bai Yuanju, who had been on duty at the Bureau, was merely unconscious. The only loss from the entire incident was a strange artifact stored in the underground warehouse.