Chapter 275 A song for fans: Thank you for giving me "Glory"
"The lottery begins..."
In the live broadcast room, Su Yang quickly took a screenshot.
Unlike others who gave out ten or eight prizes through lotteries, Su Yang directly drew one hundred people in the first batch.
"What exactly is the gift? Let me show you. It's a beautiful gift box..."
Su Yang took out a gift box, which was a small white suitcase with the theme of Under One Person printed on it.
Su Yang opened the suitcase and showed what was inside.
"First, there's a copy of 'The Legend of Wukong', signed by me. There are also two albums. One is my wife's, signed by her. The other is mine, signed by me as well. There's also a Su Xiaobai-themed mouse pad, a hardcover comic book and CD of 'Under One Person', signed by me as well..."
Su Yang showed everyone what was inside. Seeing what was inside, countless fans screamed.
"Brother Yang, I want, I want..."
"Wow, wow, I didn't get picked, I want it too..."
"Can you sell it? I'll spend money..."
"I want it so badly..."
"Hahaha, I'm here..."
“It feels so good…”
There aren't many things in it, but for fans, this is simply the best gift. They are all autographed items. Although the items inside can be bought on the market, you can't buy the autographs of Su Yang and Qin Shuyao.
"Today I've prepared 10,000 sets of gifts for everyone. Thank you all for your continued support for me and my wife. Although I've always denied that I'm an artist, I am actually one now. For an artist, fans are their bread and butter. Without their support, an artist is nothing. So thank you all. Next, I have a song for you. For the fans who support me the most, this song is written especially for you..."
Su Yang said with a smile, and the live broadcast room became lively again. Writing a song for fans, this is really a blessing.
Su Yang clicked on the accompaniment, and the live broadcast room fell silent for a moment. As the accompaniment began, Su Yang took the microphone to his side. It was just a simple microphone, without any tuner. As a talented singer, those things were completely unnecessary.
"The applause was thunderous, and my heart was surging. This is the beginning, not the end. When you clap your hands sore for me, what should I give you to repay your love..."
Su Yang started singing. It was Su Yang's own voice, full of magnetism and very nice to listen to.
"Thank you for the honor you've given me. I bow deeply to you, because someone can understand the efforts I've made..."
"Thank you for the honor you've given me. I was once such an ordinary boy, but it's you who has allowed me to realize my dream to its peak..."
Su Yang's voice echoed in the live broadcast room, and everyone could understand the lyrics. Su Yang sang attentively, and his fans listened attentively.
Su Yang actually really wanted to thank these fans, because everything he has is basically given by his fans. Without fans, his songs wouldn't be so profitable, and his variety shows wouldn't be so popular. Fans are the foundation. Because of fans, an ordinary person like him can slowly rise to the top.
Su Yang sang with great emotion, and many sentimental fans couldn't help but shed tears while listening to it. For many people, being a star is very hard.
But in this day and age, too many artists treat their fans like leeks. Furthermore, while appearing righteous on the surface, they secretly look down on their fans. Some artists, when greeted by fans at airports, leave in a rude manner, escorted by bodyguards, without even glancing at them.
Compared to them, Su Yang is much cuter. He basically doesn't take advantage of others and lets his fans listen to many of his songs for free.
Now, he has written this song specifically for his fans, so many fans are very excited and feel that being a fan of Su Yang is worth it.
"Thank you, thank you all for your continued support. This song 'Glory' is for you."
After finishing the song, Su Yang expressed his gratitude to the camera.
"Brother Yang, I will always support you..."
"Brother Yang, stop talking. I'll be with you forever..."
"Brother Yang, I'm happy to be your die-hard fan..."
"I'm willing to be your crazy fan..."
"Brother Yang, come on..."
"come on……"
The public screen messages started to fly again, and gifts were everywhere. The song "Glory" made the fans extremely excited, and the gifts naturally increased.
"Thank you all for your gifts. But please don't give gifts unless you can afford them. Just give your pocket money. Three or five yuan is enough for a pack of cigarettes, right? Actually, the gift-receiving function can be turned off. Brother Yang is not short of money. Brother Yang is richer than you. The reason I didn't turn off the tipping function today is not because I want to make money. In fact, there is something I want to do with everyone."
Su Yang said with a smile, which made the fans stunned and full of curiosity.
"The first print run of the novel 'The Legend of Wukong' had 5 million copies. Brother Yang will receive about 25 million in royalties. However, I believe that in life, money is not that important. So I have decided to donate all the royalties from the novel 'The Legend of Wukong', as well as the gifts I receive today and every time I livestream, to establish a charity foundation. I will use this money to donate schools, books, and school supplies to children in impoverished areas. I will also provide targeted financial aid to some needy students. I hope this money can help these children. After all, I have been helped by everyone since I was a child. I know that when people are in poverty, a little bit of love can change their lives..."
Su Yang smiled and said that this was something he had been thinking about for the past two days. After all, he was not short of money now. The royalties plus the money from his live broadcasts would be quite a lot.
Su Yang's words filled the livestream with awe. Such an idol was worth following.
"Brother Yang, I support you. I'll give you some pocket money to buy a schoolbag for the children..."
"I love Brother Yang so much, full of positive energy..."
"I'm a poor loser, please support me with a meal..."
"Fuck, a rocket for the price of a meal, and you're still a poor loser..."
"This is the idol we all love. Everyone in the entertainment industry should learn from this..."
"I must buy 'The Legend of Wukong'..."
"Support, support..."
Charity has always been something that netizens love to see. Especially when others are doing charity, many netizens have a simple thought process: "You have so much money, why don't you donate some?"
Many people have a hatred of the rich.
Su Yang also understood these people's mentality very well, and Su Yang really didn't care about this little money. So setting up a foundation would not only help some people, but also increase his fame and fan base, which would be a huge benefit for Su Yang. As for the small amount of money lost, it was nothing. With fans, Su Yang could easily make back the money by releasing a single.
In the live broadcast room, Su Yang chatted with everyone.
Not only that, at the request of fans, Su Yang also continued to perform his talents for everyone to listen to. The most common one was singing. "Baby", "Dongfeng Po", "Long Time No See", and "Nobody" by Dream Era were all sung by fans, using a mixture of various voices.
Gifts were distributed in waves. This time, Su Yang was being generous. Ten thousand gifts, these alone must be worth millions.
As time passed, the popularity of Su Yang's live broadcast room skyrocketed to 23 million people. After more than two hours of live broadcast, the amount of gifts received reached more than 18 million.
However, no fans envied the amount of money, because Su Yang had already said that all the money would be donated.
"Thank you, it's getting late. It's almost three hours, and it's time to end the broadcast. I have to get up early tomorrow to make breakfast for my wife."
Su Yang said with a smile.
"A good Chinese husband..."
"Whatever you do, a man should be a man. No more talking, go get your wife some water to wash her feet..."
"Yes, women can't be spoiled. Hey, my wife wants to eat some barbecue in the middle of the night. I'll go see if there's any left over..."
"You bunch of idiots..."
"Come on, Brother Yang..."
"Brother Yang, my wife is pregnant too, let's get married..."
"Upstairs, what if they are all boys?"
"What's wrong with two boys? Heterosexuals reproduce, while homosexuals are the real love..."
"That's enough, it's an eyesore..."
"Play it for a while..."
Even though it lasted almost an hour, everyone was still eager to watch. It was packed with valuable information and was truly an interesting livestream.
"Finally, let me give you a song. It's the theme song of the novel 'The Legend of Wukong'. It's called 'Wukong'. Since novels have theme songs, I'm sure this is the first time you've heard of it."
Su Yang said with a smile, which excited the fans again. Wow, another original song, two original songs in one live broadcast, just imagine which anchor has this talent.
In the live broadcast room, Su Yang adjusted his sitting position. The accompaniment sounded, and everyone watching the live broadcast fell silent.
"The moon splashes across the starry sky, the road is long, the wind and smoke fade away, and the lone figure fades away. Who told me that I have extraordinary skills? Who made me feel torn between love and hate? In the end, my heart was broken."
Su Yang spoke, his voice slightly different from the original. It carried a sense of oppression, as if Sun Wukong were trapped by a tight headband. The lyrics immediately reminded everyone of the complex plot in the novel "Wukong Biography." In it, Wukong was the only one who experienced love, both love and hate.
"In this illusory world, let go of grudges and grievances, let go of enlightenment and delusion, and the six dusts remain unchanged. Angry, sad, and mad, whether human, ghost, or monster, it is nothing more than a debt to the devil in the heart."
The lyrics, the music, and the tune made many fans fall in love with this song instantly. The lyrics are so well written and so fitting for the story of Wukong.
"Call the Buddha, and there is no turning back. Kneel down to be a teacher, and life and death are irrelevant. Good and evil float in this world of truth and falsehood, and the ties of earthly ties are unclear and difficult to break!"
As the song played, everyone's scalps began to tingle. They stared into the livestream, listening quietly, their hands clenched tightly. At that moment, as they followed the song, they seemed to see the unyielding monkey from the story of Wukong, the monkey who only wanted to break all the rules. That was the real Wukong, the real Monkey King. How could the real Wukong be bound by a tight hoop, how could he be constrained by the Buddhist teachings? Freedom is the true spirit of a monkey.
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