There were still a few days before school started.
However, Zhou Tao and the others had received a call from Su Yu asking them to come back quickly.
The song they were supposed to sing was ready to be recorded.
This made Zhou Tao and the others incredibly happy.
They quickly packed their belongings and prepared to take the bus back to school.
“Xiao Tao, take good care of yourself out there.”
At the village entrance, Zhou Tao’s mother tidied his slightly creased clothes.
Although relatives all said her son’s pursuit of singing was not good, she knew that her son wanted to earn a lot of money to ease her hardship.
She felt that even if he was performing on the streets, it was money earned through his own skills, and there was nothing to be ashamed of.
Moreover, in the past few months, Zhou Tao had sent tens of thousands of yuan home, and she was very gratified.
Her son was her eternal pride.
“Mom, Dad, you also need to take care of yourselves and don’t get too tired. I can earn money now. And when I go back this time, your son will be a big star. Then, not only will I silence those relatives, but I’ll also make them all fawn over our family.”
Zhou Tao leaned into his mother’s ear and chuckled.
During this time, the most he heard was that he was not doing proper work, that his friends were unruly, and about other people’s children who had become teachers and doctors with stable jobs.
Meanwhile, his performing at a bar was considered like begging for food.
He just smiled and let it all pass.
It was impossible to reason with people whose thinking was so deeply ingrained.
Only when facts were placed before them could they be silenced.
“Yes, yes, Mom and Dad believe in you.”
Zhou Tao’s mother’s eyes were slightly moist, but her face was filled with pride.
At this moment, his father walked over.
He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.
He took out three cigarettes and offered them to Zhou Tao and the others.
Zhang Yang and Zhao De took them, but Zhou Tao froze.
“Take them.”
His father smiled at Zhou Tao.
“Okay!”
Zhou Tao’s eyes turned red, and he felt a lump in his throat.
He knew that the moment his father offered him a cigarette, he was already considered an adult in his father’s eyes.
After taking it, he looked at his father’s calloused hands and felt a pang in his heart.
Then, he looked up.
He suddenly noticed that his parents had quite a bit of gray hair without him realizing it.
“Dad, Mom, don’t worry. From now on, I’ll support this family.”
He knelt down in front of his parents.
This kneel was to thank them for raising him, and also to take on the responsibility of the family.
“Silly child, your mom and dad aren’t that old yet. Get up quickly.”
Zhou Tao’s mother’s eyes sparkled with tears, and her voice trembled slightly, but she was full of relief.
“Get up quickly. Your dad can still handle this family, so don’t put too much pressure on yourself. Take care of yourself when you’re out.”
Zhou Tao’s father quickly pulled him up.
Zhao De, who was standing nearby, was already crying profusely. With his build, wiping away tears felt like a tough guy shedding tears.
Zhang Yang, on the other hand, went to the side to smoke quietly. This was the second time he had personally felt the true essence of family affection. The first time was at Su Yu’s house.
“I’m really so envious…”
He shook his head with a wry smile, looked into the distance, and murmured softly.
…
In January, the royalty split from wages and the production fees for Ben Cao Gang Mu amounted to nearly seventy million yuan. Coupled with the more than ten million yuan left in his card, he now had nearly eighty million yuan in capital.
Among these, because the initial songs had passed their peak popularity,
their income had seen a slight decline, which was normal.
Currently, he could afford to commission two golden-level songs.
He could commission the songs for his mother-in-law and the little fairy first. After all, he hadn’t given Lin Yanyu a song since giving her “Blue and White Porcelain.”
The popularity of “Blue and White Porcelain” had gradually faded as the charts disappeared.
It was time for her to release a new song.
“System, commission the song ‘Qian Si Xi.’”
This song was originally a duet, and its melody was gentle. Like “Chi Ling,” it also had its own background story.
The background story tells the tear-jerking tale of an old man performing a puppet show in a temple and the puppet that always accompanied him.
While “Chi Ling” expressed patriotism and righteousness, this song expressed the life of an ordinary craftsman.
Although their starting points were different, both were deeply moving.
With a background story, the program would not need him to arrange anything, so “Qian Si Xi” was very suitable for live performance.
【Ding, “Qian Si Xi” has been commissioned for the host. Song components have been automatically placed in the warehouse, and thirty million yuan has been automatically donated to the charity fund for the host.】
“System, how much have I donated in total?”
He had commissioned about six songs, and apart from the first few, the later ones were priced at thirty million each.
Speaking of which, Su Yu could not remember how much he had donated.
However, the system should have a record.
【Ding, the host’s total charity fund is 103.5 million.】
Hearing the number reported by the system,
Su Yu was stunned again.
Without realizing it, he had donated a significant amount.
When he commissioned more and more songs in the future, and they were exposed, would he get the title of “King of Charity”?
At that time, would he say, “I really just wanted to donate money quietly”?
Wouldn’t that be too boastful?
Well.
After spending so much money, wasn’t it justified to boast a little?
Yes, it was justified!
Suddenly, another deposit appeared in his mobile phone.
It was royalties from Qing Kong Literature.
The royalties were not much, only tens of thousands of yuan.
However, it was enough to surprise him.
After all, the book had only been recommended for a few weeks, and it had already earned this much money?
During the holiday, Su Yu had finished writing and
set up automatic updates.
After all, during the PK period, he did not want to affect his advancement due to breaking updates.
Su Yu opened the author backend with his phone.
Then, he checked his data.
After passing the second round of PK, his book was ranked fourth.
The first place was an urban genre, and the second was science fiction. Su Yu was not surprised, as both genres were popular.
The plot of Sword and Fairy had reached the part where Li Xiaoyao and Lin Yueru jointly killed the snake demon. This part of the plot had also led readers to leave comments and express their opinions.
“Li Xiaoyao is too impulsive. He distinguishes between good and evil based solely on identity. He could have spared the fox demon and the snake demon.”
“I think humans and demons are from different worlds. If they are killed, they are killed. The ‘Old Thief Jiangnan’ arranged for the fox demon to be whitewashed just to enrich the character.”
“The snake demon killed villagers, so shouldn’t it be killed?”
“Xiaoyao is also human. He’s just starting out in the martial world and is very direct about good and evil. I look forward to the protagonist’s growth!”
“This novel is different from other power fantasy novels. Every supporting character is flesh and blood, filled with human contemplation. The ‘Old Thief Jiangnan’s’ writing has brought the supporting characters to life!”
“However, the ‘Old Thief Jiangnan’ has introduced two emotional lines, how will he resolve them in the end?”
“Is he planning to open a harem? I thought Lin Yueru was just a supporting character at first, but she has quite a lot of scenes, even more than the female lead.”
“It all depends on how the ‘Old Thief Jiangnan’ handles it.”
“I hope there won’t be a harem, after all, Ling’er loves Brother Xiaoyao so much!”
“Exactly, no harem!”
Su Yu looked at these comments and smiled, shaking his head.
The readers’ thoughts were normal. They all felt that Lin Yueru was not likable and clamored for no harem. However, as soon as the plot of the Lock Demon Tower came out,
everyone would probably be shouting not to let Lin Yueru die.
However, classics are classics. It is precisely because of these regrets that Sword and Fairy has become a classic in many people’s hearts.
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