39 Chapter 39
A deep sigh was heard from the live broadcast room.
Mr. and Mrs. Sang looked at this scene with complicated expressions.
[To be honest, I can understand Xiao Sangyue's feelings.]
[Yes, if I were her brother, I would definitely not blame her.]
Sangyue's parents clearly care more about her brother than she does about him. The entire family revolves around him and sacrifices for him.
In this kind of environment, one's mentality will definitely be unbalanced.
I don't know what those people who have quit being fans and are backstabbing me are talking about. Not one of them, including Xiao Sangyue's parents, has truly considered this matter from Xiao Sangyue's perspective.
It's easy to say, but little Sang Yue has been with her brother for over twenty years. Her brother's daily suicidal thoughts and the oppressive living environment have caused her psychological problems.
…
[Master Qianyang, what do you think of Xiao Sangyue's behavior?]
What comes out of Qianyang's mouth is enough to determine a person's future.
It seemed to have become a golden rule that everyone could follow.
Qian Yang said: "She made a choice that anyone in her life situation would make."
"She was the only one who could talk to her brother and knew exactly how painful it was for him every day he was alive."
"Is living really easier than dying for my brother?"
【well. 】
[Xiao Sangyue just hopes that everyone, including her brother, can be freed.]
There were moments when I wished my brother would die, but more often than not, I just hoped he would get better and live a normal life.
Some people always look at things in a very one-sided way.
Xiao Sangyue found Master Qianyang to treat her brother. If her brother hadn't met Master Qianyang, wouldn't he have lived in pain forever? It would be better for him and his family to find some relief.
Looking at the crying little Sang Yue, Sang's father sighed heavily.
"Yueyue..." Sang's mother choked and cried.
As the parents of Sang Yue and his sister, they felt that they could give everything for their children unconditionally, so they naturally thought that Sang Yue could also give everything for her brother.
Sang Yue has no time to go to school, work, travel or socialize. The only hobbies she can cultivate are playing games and live streaming, because these two things can be done at home, allowing her to comfort her brother's emotions at any time.
They took it for granted. Just because Sang Yue was willing to sacrifice for her brother didn't mean she should sacrifice for him. Even outsiders and Sang Chen could realize this, so why didn't their parents realize it?
In such a depressing living environment, how could my brother be the only one who was sick?
"Sang Yue, I'm sorry..." Father Sang lowered his head, and his right hand hanging by his side curled up and trembled slightly.
Little Sangyue hugged her brother tightly and cried until her voice was hoarse.
"I'm sorry, brother... I didn't understand you..."
"You have to get better... you must... get better..."
Sang Chen patted his sister's back gently and said, "Sang Yue, thank you."
Qian Yang didn't interrupt them. After they calmed down, he reminded them, "Send him here as soon as possible."
"Okay, okay, thank you, Master."
"I have some clips of the Heart Sutra in my column. I played them to him on the way here, and he basically had no problems."
"Thank you, Master. Thank you, Master!"
Without interfering in their affairs anymore, Qianyang ended the offline live broadcast after sending the address to Xiao Sangyue.
"Master, is he very talented?" Yang Mao asked curiously.
Qian Yang nodded and said, "That's right, he was born for Xuanmen."
Yang Mao touched the tip of his nose and asked, "Is he much better than me?"
"That's right."
Hearing this, Yang Mao sighed, "Okay."
Qian Yang glanced at him and said, "No matter what, you are my chief disciple."
"Hehe, thank you, Master."
At the same time, the number of fans of Qianyang Backstage and the number of downloads of Qingning Live Broadcast are skyrocketing.
[Holy crap! What's going on? Qianyang's discussion volume has entered the top ten!]
Ahh ...
[Shark Platform's top anchors all gathered to eat melons, even the ancient true god with over 30 million followers came out! ]
[Holy crap!!! Isn't she a script?]
【I always thought it was a script! 】
[Family! This is not a script! It’s definitely not a script!!!]
【Ah ...
[Awesome! Awesome!]
[Go watch the live replay! The episode with Shanwazi! That snake really has human nature!]
【Ahhhhhhhh I'm so excited! 】
[Is our Qianyang finally going to break through the circle? 】
[I knew she would become a huge star!]
[Qianyang, give me fire! Qianyang, give me fire!]
There was a heated discussion on Weibo, and Qianyang’s previous live broadcast clips were once again widely circulated by netizens.
This time is different from the past. The popularity is unprecedented and no longer limited to the metaphysics area. The number of fans is increasing by tens of thousands every minute.
"Master! The Science Research Institute is following your Weibo!"
"Holy crap!! Several great streamers on Shark Platform are following you!"
"Ahhh! Master, your Weibo followers have exceeded 7 million!!"
All night, Yang Mao was holding his phone and checking Weibo, and from time to time he ran to Qianyang's room door and shouted excitedly.
After solving the economic pressure, Qianyang didn't feel much about these things. He was quite indifferent to fame and fortune. He just felt that more and more people understood Xuanmen, and the goal of promoting Xuanmen and rebuilding the rental house was getting closer and closer.
"Many people in society have psychological problems. You can compile the Heart Sutra and methods of restoring energy into a collection." Qian Yang said.
"I understand, Master!"
That evening, after Yang Mao posted the collection on Weibo, it was immediately liked and forwarded by hundreds of thousands of people.
[No, I don't believe this thing is really that magical. Let me go and listen to it. I will post my experience in half an hour.]
【Squat squat.】
Squat.
[It's been half an hour! Why hasn't the host come back yet?]
[It's been an hour! Why hasn't the host come back yet? ]
【Ahhh! I'm back!!!】
[My family, this is really helpful!!! I've had insomnia for years!!! I hardly ever fall asleep at night, but I fell asleep while listening to the Heart Sutra! I feel so refreshed!]
[I can’t do it anymore. I need to take this opportunity to adjust my sleep! ]
[Wow, this is really helpful! I'm no longer anxious after listening to it!]
[Oh my god, metaphysics is so awesome! ]
【Anchor yyds!!!】
I watched her livestream clips all night and couldn't stop crying.
[I'm crying too. Everyone's life is so hard.]
[This is definitely not a script. Ghost Sister was my junior high school classmate. I've always remembered her!]
[Ahhh, so arguing can damage one's luck? I'll confess online!]
[Her livestream connection only costs a hundred bucks? Guys, you have to give it a try!]
The next day, Qianyang returned home from Honglian Square, and Yang Mao and his sister had already gone to work and school.
After Qianyang finished his breakfast, he opened the Qingning Live APP as usual. The number of private messages and fans was 99+. He clicked into the private message list, which was refreshing every second.
However, Qianyang's backstage fan base has reached an astonishing five million!
She gained three million followers overnight!
Seeing this number, Qianyang raised her eyebrows in surprise. Yesterday's live broadcast was equivalent to all her previous live broadcasts.
Administrator 9958: [Congratulations to Master Qianyang for reaching 5 million followers!!!]
Administrator 9958: [The boss has sent you a congratulatory gift package. Thank you, Master Qianyang, for your contribution to our platform.]
Administrator 9958: [Our platform's registration volume exceeded 15 million in one week! ]
Qianyang replied: [Okay.]
Qianyang returned to the main page and found a red banner at the top with the words written in large letters: [Congratulations to anchor Qianyang for exceeding 5 million followers!!!]
[Participate in the live broadcast topic event and have a chance to win the opening screen reward! Click the link to participate in the event! ]
Qianyang continued to scroll down and found that all the anchors’ live broadcast rooms had the topic #Qianyang’s fans exceed five million#.
Qianyang clicked into one of the live broadcast rooms out of curiosity.
"Hey guys, congratulations to Master Qianyang for reaching 5 million followers! Start posting comments!"
“Thank you, babies!”
The comment section of the live broadcast room was filled with these words, and Qianyang almost didn't recognize his own name.
[What the hell?!]
[Anchor, you've been called! ]
The host was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly let out a sharp cry: "Ah!!! Master Qianyang!!!"
Qianyang was startled by his voice and left the live broadcast room with a frown on his face.
She returned to her private message list and found that it was still refreshing.
[Qianyang!!!]
【Please start broadcasting as soon as it goes online! ! ! ! 】
[I know you are online, don't hide in silence! ]
[Ahhh, so cool! The whole site is posting Qianyang, baby, you're really going viral this time!]
Seeing that the time was almost up, Qianyang opened the live broadcast room.
【Here it comes! 】
【Congratulations! ! ! 】
【Congratulations to Qianyang for reaching 5 million fans! 】
Congratulations!
【Is it time to start pumping out fan benefits? 】
Since there was nothing else to do, Qianyang simply agreed.
With so many followers gained overnight, Qianyang couldn’t finish the lottery even if he spent a whole day drawing lots.
The first winning fan entered the connection.
"Master Qianyang, I've been feeling uneasy lately. Is something bad going to happen? How can I improve this?"
“Don’t let the end of the bed face the door.”
"Okay, okay! Thank you, Master!"
"Master Qianyang, I just opened a hot pot restaurant, but business has been bad. It's only been two months and it's about to go bankrupt!"
"Put a few pots of money trees at the door and keep a few goldfish at the counter and feed them well."
"Thank you, Master Qianyang!"
"Wow, Master Qianyang, I broke up with my ex-boyfriend. Why is my relationship so miserable? What can I do to get him back?"
"I suggest you don't win him back. He's standing in the way of you getting rich."
"Damn it? No wonder nothing I do has gone my way after two years of dating him! Thank you, Master! I'll block him immediately!"
…
Most of the requests for help from fans are minor issues that can be solved without much effort.
At noon, Qianyang had lunch and rested, and in the afternoon he would go to the airport to pick up Xiao Sangyue and his sister.
These days, Yang Mao has taken the time to complete his driving test, bought an ordinary car, and took a leave in the afternoon to go to the airport with her.
At the strong request of fans, Qianyang agreed to the outdoor live broadcast in the afternoon.
At 2:30, Yang Mao returned home and drove to the airport with Qian Yang.
After arriving at Taihang City Airport, Qianyang turned on the live broadcast and waited for Xiao Sangyue and his sister at the exit.
Xiao Sangyue's parents had some things to deal with and didn't come with her.
【expect! 】
[Just asking, does the anchor have any requirements for appearance when accepting disciples? Why do I feel like each of her disciples is better looking than the last?]
[Blind student! You found the highlight! ]
[At first I thought the eldest brother was handsome, but with the addition of Ghost Sister, Wei Sister, and third apprentice brother Sang Chen, the eldest brother has become the most handsome of the five members of the family!]
[This master looks so cool! ]
"Hey!" Yang Mao saw the barrage and said dissatisfiedly, "What do you mean I'm the most beautiful? When I was in school, I was the most handsome boy in the class!"
[Class flower? Ahahahaha! ]
[By the way, has Big Brother ever been in love? ]
[There should be a lot of people chasing after this handsome boy, right? ]
What does your ex-girlfriend look like?
Yang Mao coughed dryly and said, "We talked in high school."
"Oh! You all know my situation. How can I have time for love?"
"Ideal type? Hmm... I haven't really thought about it."
"Master, they asked you, what are your requirements for your apprentice's future partner? They said that if they can't be your apprentice, they can save the country by being my partner."
Qian Yang looked at the large screen above the exit and said casually, "People."
"Um??"
“It’s OK if there is no reproductive isolation.”
Yang Mao: “…”
【Hahahaha! 】
I have a chance!
[I have a chance too! (Male, 180cm tall, eight-pack abs)]
"Go away! Stop talking nonsense here. It's just wishful thinking."
【curious. 】
[Big Brother, what kind of girl was your first love? ]
Yang Mao recalled seriously, "She was a very good girl."
"...Qianyang?"
Just then, passers-by stopped and looked at her in surprise.
"Are you Master Qianyang?!"
Qianyang looked over in confusion and saw a man in his forties looking at her with surprise.
"I'm Qianyang."
The uncle hurriedly dragged his luggage forward, fished for his phone in his pocket, and said, "Master Qianyang, can I take a photo with you? My daughter is about to take the college entrance exam. She listens to your Heart Sutra every day and loves you very much. Could you please say a few words of blessing to her?"
Since he had nothing to do anyway, Qian Yang nodded and said, "Okay."
The uncle turned on the camera, held it high, and started recording the video.
"My daughter's name is Xingxing."
Qian Yang said: "Hello Xingxing, I am Qian Yang, I wish you good luck in the college entrance examination."
"Thank you, thank you!"
"Qianyang?"
"Master Qianyang from the Green Lemon Platform?"
The passengers around noticed the two of them, cast curious glances at them, and discussed in whispers.
"That's her, right?"
"Is she particularly accurate in fortune-telling?"
"More than that!"
"There's nothing she can't do!"
"Master Qianyang, do you have time? Could you please tell me my fortune?"
Qian Yang shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I don't have time right now. If you have any questions, you can go to my live broadcast room and apply for a connection."
"Okay, okay! Is that the lime thing?"
"Um."
“Thank you, Master!”
More and more people gathered around, but no one came forward to disturb them.
The flight that Sang Yue and his sister were on had arrived. Qian Yang was worried that so many people gathered together would make Sang Chen nervous, so he asked them to disperse and told them to go to the live broadcast room if they had any questions.
Fortunately, these people were very obedient and left quietly.
[Wow! Our Qianyang has also become a big anchor. ]
[It seems that most of Qianyang's fan base are adults? 】
【Hehehe, I can even be recognized at the airport. 】
【Our anchor is completely popular! 】
「Ahhh! That’s my dad! That’s my dad!!!」
Thank you, Master Qianyang! Thank you, Master Qianyang!
【???】
【Hey, isn't it time for class now? 】
[Hey guys, I'm reporting a high school student for playing with his phone in class!]
[No! The school was worried that we were too stressed, so they took us out hiking to relax.]
"Master." Yang Mao walked up to her with a smile, "You look like a big star."
Qianyang raised his eyebrows indifferently, "Really?"
Soon, passengers arrived at the exit one after another.
Qianyang and the other man stood by the fence and waited.
A few minutes later, two conspicuous figures appeared in the crowd.
They were dragging their luggage and wearing hats and masks, covering themselves tightly.
Xiao Sangyue raised her head and immediately saw Qianyang and the other person outside the fence.
She smiled with her eyes curled up, her eyes were red and swollen.
Sang Chen, who was walking beside her, was wearing a big fisherman's hat, a mask, sunglasses and headphones. He was very thin, and his exposed skin was as white as paper. He was dragging the luggage with one hand and putting the other hand in his shirt pocket, following Xiao Sang Yue closely.
【My brother is so tall. 】
[Is he 1.8 meters tall? ]
[Little Sangyue's eyes are so swollen, she must have cried for a long time last night.]
【By the way, Xiao Sangyue seems to have lost a few thousand followers yesterday.】
[It's normal. Most fans still understand her.]
"Master Qianyang." Xiao Sangyue walked up to the two of them and took off his hat and mask.
"Yeah." Qian Yang nodded and looked at Sang Chen, "How do you feel?"
Sang Chen was wearing headphones and took a few seconds to react before extending his right hand towards Qian Yang.
Qianyang knew that this was the etiquette for people meeting each other down the mountain, so she shook his hand back.
Xiao Sangyue said, "I was very nervous before we left, worried my brother would have a seizure on the way. But he was listening to your Heart Sutra the whole time and remained calm throughout the trip."
"That's good." Qian Yang turned and introduced, "This is your senior brother."
Sang Chen said nothing and extended his hand towards Yang Mao.
Then, Qianyang looked to his right, "This is your second senior sister."
Xiao Sangyue was stunned for two seconds and looked at the open space to Qianyang's right. There was clearly no one there.
Sang Chen silently stretched out his hand in front of the open space. After a moment, he seemed to grasp something, then let go and withdrew his hand.
"Let's go back to the car and talk about it." Qianyang said.
"good."
[Oh my god! Can the brother see the ghost sister directly? ]
【Born with Yin-Yang eyes! 】
[This talent is truly amazing.]
The group returned to the car, Sang Chen sat in the passenger seat, Qian Yang and Xiao Sangyue sat in the back seat.
She greeted the audience in the live broadcast room: "Hello everyone, I am Xiao Sangyue. Thank you for your concern for me and my brother."
The vehicle drove all the way back to Qianyang's residence.
"Master Qianyang, will my brother live with you from now on?" Xiao Sangyue asked.
Qian Yang nodded and said, "Yes, staying with me will be beneficial to his training and recovery."
"Thank you, Master. I've thought about it and decided to rent a house in Taihang City first. After my brother settles down, I want to go out and try my luck. I'll be thankful for your help, brother."
"No trouble." Qian Yang shook his head, "Since I am his master, he is my child."
Qianyang, with a face that was two years younger than Xiao Sangyue, said this in an old-fashioned manner, which was really incongruous.
【Hahahahahaha! 】
[A few good-looking sons and daughters, and being a mother without any pain is okay. ]
[Help! I'm vomiting from laughing! Streamer, please stop saying things like this so seriously!]
【Once a teacher, always a father.】
[The anchor is like the pillar and backbone of the family.]
There are only four rooms in the house, and Sang Chen's situation is not suitable for living with others. Yang Wei is about to take the college entrance examination, so she has to let Qin Shuyi wander around the living room for a while.
After sending her brother home, Xiao Sangyue went to a nearby hotel to settle down.
Coming to an unfamiliar environment, Sang Chen was more or less uncomfortable.
He kept wearing headphones, sitting in the corner of the sofa, rubbing his fingers nervously.
Yang Mao was busy moving things in the next room, and moved all the express deliveries that Qian Yang had piled up in Qin Shuyi's room to the laundry room.
Qianyang continued to conduct fan lotteries in the live broadcast room.
"Sang Chen, come here for a moment."
At this time, Qianyang waved at him.
Sang Chen raised his head slightly, his eyes full of uneasiness.
Seeing this, Qianyang took the initiative to walk to his side.
"It's quiet here, you can take off your hat and headphones." Qianyang said.
Sang Chen pursed his pale lips and took off his headphones with his right hand, which had protruding wrist bones, as if he was listening to something carefully.
Only after he found that there were no strange sounds here did he take off the other earphone.
Qianyang moved the phone in front of him and asked, "Can you see anything wrong with this room?"
Sang Chen looked up at the headset screen, suddenly heard something, frowned, and turned his face away.
"...calling." Sang Chen said in a hoarse voice.
Qianyang asked, "What's making that noise?"
"refrigerator."
"Refrigerator?" the online audience asked in surprise.
Qian Yang nodded with satisfaction and said to the audience, "Your right eye keeps twitching. It's not a cramp. There's something wrong with your refrigerator. It could explode at any moment."
Upon hearing this, the online audience was shocked: "What? Explosion? How is this possible? I just cleaned the refrigerator a few days ago, and there's nothing wrong with it."
Wait, how do you clean the refrigerator?
[Hey buddy, you don't think the old ice is hard to clean, so you use a knife to scrape it, right?]
[Oh my god! Looking for shit.]
The online audience was stunned and said: "Yes, the ice in the frozen box was too thick, so I shoveled some with a knife... What happened?"
【Talent.】
[Be thankful that your refrigerator is still sitting there peacefully.]
[Do not use a knife or scraper to scrape the inside of the refrigerator, as this can easily damage the refrigerant pipes. Once the refrigerant leaks accumulate to a certain level, it may cause an explosion.]
【Isn’t this hot knowledge? 】
"Oh my God!" The online audience was shocked. "Is it that serious? What should we do?"
[Either find someone to repair it or buy a new one. ]
The online audience hurriedly said, "Thank you, Master Qianyang, thank you, Third Junior Brother! I'll find someone to check and repair it immediately!"
"Go ahead."
When Sang Chen heard the word "thank you", he looked a little stunned, and his nervous mood seemed to be relieved a little.
He probably never thought that something that brought him pain could also earn him gratitude from others.
[No, Third Junior Brother, can you even tell if the refrigerator is broken? ]
[Oh my god! This is amazing!]
[If that's the case... wouldn't his ears ever be quiet?]
[It's so scary, something keeps screaming, how can I stand it?]
[If it were me, I would want to do it too.]
Qian Yang explained, "He can hear all abnormal sounds. Except for humans and demons and monsters, all things in existence make sounds, but the frequencies are different, so humans may not be able to hear them."
"Third Junior Brother is incredibly talented and a prodigy in the practice of metaphysics. However, he can't control his eyes and ears, and these sounds and images are causing him great distress."
"However, I will teach him how to activate and deactivate his innate talents in the future."
"What should I do?"
Sang Chen, who was in an unfamiliar environment, finally took the initiative to speak.
Qian Yang said: "You can't do this by yourself at the moment, nor can you stay by my side all the time, so I will draw a talisman on you. If you follow the talisman, it will open, and if you go against the talisman, it will close."
"Can... you help others?" Sang Chen asked.
Qianyang smiled, his thoughts were quite pure.
"Can."
“…Master.”
Qian Yang pulled something out of his cloth bag and explained, "This is blood ink. Once you apply this ink, it cannot be removed without peeling your skin and bones. I will use this ink to make a talisman on your face. Are you willing?"
"Um……"
【Author’s words】
Success on the 6th day, thanks for your support, mua [kiss]
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