10 Chapter 10
◎Teaching the Heart Sutra, contract terms were ridiculed◎
Qianyang stared at the private message list for half a minute.
Yang Mao practically buried his eyes in his phone, excitedly shaking Qian Yang twice. "Master, besides Shark and Little Moon, there are several other top-tier platforms contacting you! Which platform are you planning to go to?"
Qian Yang held up his chin, didn't make a decision immediately, threw the phone to him, and said, "Please find out the situation for me first."
"Alright! Leave it to me!"
Yang Mao replied to each private message according to the time.
Administrator 9958: [Master, our platform values promising and talented anchors like you very much. We can make an exception and sign you with the highest-level contract.]
Administrator 9958: [The basic contract fee is 500,000. If you livestream for 200 hours per month, you will receive an additional 8,000 attendance bonus. The livestream reward remains at 55 points. The platform will recommend the signed streamer on the homepage to gain more traffic. If better resources are available later, they will be given priority.]
After reading the private message sent by the administrator of Qingning Live, Yang Mao's cheeks were wrinkled like buns.
"What's wrong? Is this a good condition or a bad one?"
Qianyang didn't know much about the situation. In her opinion, a signing fee of 500,000 and an attendance salary of 8,000 per month were already very good.
Yang Mao explained: "I once had no other options and learned about the live broadcast industry. For some fledgling anchors, it is very good that a small platform like Qingning can offer such conditions."
"Then why do you look constipated?" Qian Yang asked with a raised eyebrow.
Yang Mao said, "The Qingning official offered such good conditions right from the start, which shows that the platform really recognizes your ability and is betting on you."
"So what's wrong?"
"Master, the situation with Qingning Live is different. They just launched, so they don't have many signed streamers or viewers. If you sign with them, you'll be stuck for a while. Even if they bet on you and you become a top streamer on the Qingning platform, they'll definitely use your influence to drive traffic to the platform... With a 500,000 yuan signing fee, they won't lose anything anyway."
Qian Yang nodded in understanding, "You mean, I should wait and see?"
"Yes, Master, the performance of your first day of live broadcast is comparable to the traffic of the top star signed by Qingning. As your fans increase and your influence grows, your value will definitely be higher." Yang Mao said.
"Then let's wait and see." Qianyang said.
"But..." Yang Mao looked at her hesitantly, "Besides Qingning, several other platforms have also extended olive branches. What if the number of viewers in your live broadcast room drops in the future, you won't have such a good opportunity anymore."
Qianyang thought about it and felt that there was some truth to it.
Today's incident happened suddenly. It is undeniable that Brother Wang and Master Qingsi brought a lot of traffic to the live broadcast room, but such a grand event may not happen in the future.
"Talk to several other platforms about the conditions given by Qingning and see what they say." Qianyang said.
"Okay..." Yang Mao nodded, "Master, don't get your hopes up too much."
"I know."
After Yang Mao replied to several other platforms to inquire about the signing situation, he sent them the signing conditions given by Qingning and received very unified answers.
Seeing Yang Mao's evasive attitude, Qian Yang asked in confusion, "What did they say?"
Yang Mao coughed dryly and turned the screen towards her.
Are you dreaming?
Qianyang: “…”
Yang Mao laughed awkwardly and said, "Master, these big platforms have so many anchors under their command that they generally don't..."
“Ding Dong——”
Before he finished speaking, Qianyang received another private message.
Pipeline Operator 9958: [Master Qianyang, is there anything you're not satisfied with? We can discuss it.]
Qian Yang pondered for a moment and said, "Let's do this for now. We can talk about the contract later."
"So I replied like this?"
"Um."
After saying that, Qianyang handed over everything to him, washed up, and went back to his room to sleep.
It was a dreamless night. When Qianyang got up at six o'clock, Yang Mao was still sleeping soundly on the sofa.
Qianyang glanced at the sofa and saw a 1.80-meter-tall young man sleeping on it with his legs spread out, his left side almost hanging in the air. He didn't look like he was sleeping very well.
well.
Qianyang sighed.
She had to make money quickly to move into a new house and buy a big bed for her apprentice.
Qianyang put on a Taoist robe, took his stuff, went out for a walk, and went under the overpass to work as a part-time fortune teller.
After working hard all morning, Qianyang earned about two hundred yuan and bought some breakfast to take back.
I bought myself a giant hand-pulled pancake and bought my apprentice a few meat buns that he liked.
When I got home, Yang Mao was still asleep.
"Huh? Master, are you going out?" Yang Mao rubbed his sleepy face and sat up.
Qianyang shook off the morning dew on his Taoist robe, put the breakfast he bought on the table, and said, "Well, I went to tell fortunes under the overpass and made some money. Let's have breakfast."
Yang Mao stared at her in a daze, like a hunter who had gone out hunting and returned home with spoils. He then looked at the steaming breakfast on the table, the aroma lingering around his nose, and he couldn't help but tear up.
He had never experienced this feeling before.
"Master..." Yang Mao climbed up from the sofa, bent down like a puppy and picked up a meat bun, "Why are you still working part-time as a fortune teller?"
Qian Yang sat at the dining table, poured a glass of milk for himself and Yang Mao respectively, and said while taking small sips of food, "Don't you want to go for the interview? Once I make money, you won't have to do anything."
"Master..." Yang Mao's eyes filled with tears.
It is natural for a master to protect his disciple, and Qianyang doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.
After breakfast, it was only half past eight.
Qianyang asked his apprentice to clean up the balcony, as he planned to broadcast live from the balcony in the future.
This is an old residential complex, and the balcony is next to the neighbors. Fortunately, everyone has a regular schedule and has already gone out to work, so we won't disturb them.
"Come here and sit down." Qianyang called Yang Mao, who was cleaning the house, over.
"What's wrong, Master?" Yang Mao asked curiously.
Qian Yang said, "It's about time. You should start studying."
"study?"
"Um."
Although he didn't understand why, Yang Mao still sat in the seat prepared by Qianyang.
After checking the time, Qianyang picked up his phone, pointed the camera at Yang Mao sitting in the seat, and turned on the live broadcast.
【Here it comes! 】
[Look! I've got you!]
[I woke up early to watch the live broadcast! ]
[Hmm? Where's my beautiful young Taoist sister? How did she become a stinky man?]
Qian Yang explained, "He is my apprentice. The weather is perfect this morning, so I want to teach him some Heart Sutra. You can also learn from him."
Is there any benefit in learning this?
[Ah... Do I need to learn this even after graduating from university?]
[Hiss, hiss! I'll learn, I'll learn! If I don't learn well, please punish me, teacher!]
[The one above arches out consciously.]
Qianyang placed his phone opposite Yang Mao and dragged a chair over to sit down.
"Cultivate your body and mind, purify your heart and reduce your desires."
【Pure your mind and indifferent to desires?】
I can’t do this, damn it.
"It's okay, I can't do it either, especially with my appetite." Qianyang said.
【Ha ha ha ha. 】
【interesting. 】
[I'm a little curious.]
[Do I need to sit cross-legged? ]
"No need." Qian Yang nodded to Yang Mao, "Choose a position that you feel comfortable in, sitting or lying down."
Yang Mao followed her instructions, relaxed his body, and leaned back in his chair. A beam of sunlight shone in, and the temperature was just right.
"Close your eyes." Qianyang said.
[Ah? Are we going to close it too?]
【Then I can’t brush the barrage anymore! 】
"Shut it up."
Yang Mao closed his eyes obediently.
Qianyang lowered her voice and said, "Relax your body and let your mind recall the good or bad scenes from your past."
The barrage of comments became quiet, probably because they followed Qianyang's instructions.
"You do whatever I say."
"Take a deep breath."
“Distribute your attention throughout your body.”
…
Yang Mao followed her instructions step by step.
Not long after, Qian Yang's voice came to my ears, neither fast nor slow. It was a low murmur that I had never heard before. I didn't know if it was because my body was too relaxed, but I couldn't hear the content clearly. It sounded like a Buddhist chant.
Yang Mao felt his body becoming more and more relaxed, as if floating in the air. He was in an extremely happy mood, as if wrapped in warm clouds, feeling extremely light.
Qian Yang watched Yang Mao smoothly enter a meditative state and silently stopped talking.
After an unknown amount of time, Qian Yang said, "Stop."
Suddenly, Yang Mao shuddered all over, opened his eyes abruptly, and sat up from the chair.
"What the hell?!" Yang Mao looked at himself in amazement. "Master, what's going on? I feel so relaxed, like I'm about to ascend!"
"That's right." Qianyang nodded.
[What the hell???]
[Holy crap! ! ! !]
What's going on? I feel like I'm somewhere between sleeping and being awake, but it's more comfortable than sleeping!
[Oh my god! It's amazing! My mood has suddenly become so good!]
[Me too! I feel like I've been elevated!]
[Oh shit… This is the first time I’ve felt the mystery of metaphysics. I woke up this morning in a terrible mood, but now I’m not angry at all!]
[Anchor, anchor, what's going on? ]
Qian Yang said calmly, "This is a Heart Sutra that is applicable to everyone. It can clear stagnant qi in the chest and dissolve the depression in the heart. Those who are often anxious or depressed can listen to it once every morning at eight or nine o'clock when the sun just rises. They will feel good all day long."
【Oh my goodness... Good news for those suffering from severe anxiety. 】
[This anchor is really something. I couldn't hear what she was saying at all when she entered a meditative state.]
[Is it possible that the host is chanting Sanskrit?]
【Suddenly, I feel like the world has become a better place. 】
Yang Mao said happily, "Master, this is amazing! I feel like I can be rejected by a hundred interviewers and it won't affect my mood."
【Hahahahaha…Big Brother, you’re exaggerating.】
[No, how many times has the senior brother been rejected by the interviewer?]
【Brothers, it works! I paid my tuition.】
Immediately afterwards, a wave of rewards came in.
Most of the gifts were worth one or two dollars. Qianyang didn't pick and chose and just said thank you.
[Anchor, do you recite it every morning? ]
【I want to listen more! 】
【Graduate students love it! 】
Qian Yang said: "Well, my apprentice will be studying the Heart Sutra during this period, every morning at nine o'clock. In the future, he will also teach everyone some other knowledge according to his learning progress."
After a moment of silence, Qianyang added, "Not everyone can learn it, so there's no need to force it."
At noon during the live broadcast, Yang Mao bought some food to cook, while Qian Yang interacted with the audience in the live broadcast room and answered some irrelevant questions.
Without Brother Wang and Master Qingsi to attract traffic, the number of viewers in Qianyang's live broadcast room remained at around two hundred, most of whom were her fans.
The tips amounted to a few dozen dollars, which was enough to make ends meet.
[Oh shit…]
[Qing Si, that idiot, has started broadcasting! ]
What does this have to do with us?
Before the meal, a new voice suddenly came from the live broadcast room.
[Anchor, has the Shark Platform agent contacted you?]
Qing Si accidentally shared a chat with her agent, saying, "You're ignorant and asking for too much." Is that true?
[Everyone in Qingsi Live is cursing you, I can’t handle it anymore!]
[So what? Our anchor is awesome.]
[I give up, is there something wrong with Qing Si? ]
[They're bullying us, the small-time anchors on our small platforms?]
…
Qian Yang glanced at the barrage and said, "They did contact me last night, and I also stated my conditions."
What are the conditions?
What did they say?
Qianyang thought for a moment and said, "...They asked me if I was dreaming."
【Author’s words】
[Throwing flowers] I’m coming!
I don’t have the conditions recently, so I will update more for you next week!
Please collect and comment [poor] I am a writer who will die without feedback [crying]
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