Chapter 5 Let Uncle Yang go to 'The Voice of China'!
The reason why Yang Han doesn't accept gifts is the same as the reason why he doesn't want to sign a contract with Dolphin Live——
He is really not short of money!
Usually, Yang Han doesn't have that much energy to pay attention to the sporadic rewards from fans. But for large amounts of rewards, Yang Han still feels that he needs to be discouraged.
Just like what he handwritten on the sign - "Life is not easy, please refuse to accept gifts". Yang Han does not want online rewards to bring too much financial burden to his fans in real life!
No matter which world you are in, there have been a lot of negative news in the live broadcast industry, not to mention the embezzlement of public funds for rewards. However, many of the viewers who spend a lot of money online are minors with no income of their own! Some unscrupulous anchors pretend not to know,
She deliberately acted coquettishly and acted cute to trick the ignorant children into giving her rewards.
Yang Han had seen such a news report. A child of a sanitation worker gave a female anchor all the money his mother had saved as a street sweeper and wanted to leave it for him to study. The mother cried on her mobile phone but could not get help.
Door……
The mother, a sanitation worker, had a hard time making money, and the money in her bankbook was slowly saved every penny! I don’t know what the child was thinking, but when Yang Han thought of those short and rickety figures he saw on the street, he was filled with excitement.
I feel like my heart is filled with panic.
Of course, it is impossible for him to ask every anchor to refuse rewards, because he does not need the money for live broadcasts to make a living, but it does not mean that others do not.
But now he wants to be a good person...
But, then again, Yang Han firmly wants to return the money of these ten super rockets to the fans. It is also because he knows that no matter whether this "Lover227" is a young man who pretends to be fat, or he pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger
A rich man, anyway...he is definitely not as rich as himself!
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Yang Han contacted a super manager of Dolphin Live called "Qilin". Last week, he sent a private message and called Yang Han, saying that he saw Yang Han's potential and asked Yang Han if he wanted to sign a contract. Although Yang Han did not agree
, but he took it for granted that Qilin was the official responsible for him.
"Brother, the audience gives you gifts during the live broadcast. How can you return the audience's gifts?" After figuring out Yang Han's intention, Qilin said on the phone, somewhat dumbfounded.
Qilin's attitude was actually pretty good. Even though Yang Han initially refused to sign the contract, he didn't show any impatience when faced with Yang Han's plea. Moreover, he explained the dividend rules of this gift to Yang Han in great detail.
"...So, you see, for this gift of 20,000 yuan, you will probably get only about 8,000 yuan after the discount. If you ask me to help you return the money to the fans, the taxes in the middle will be deducted.
What about the income from the platform? This requirement is unreasonable, right?" Qilin said with a bitter smile.
"Qilin Da Da, otherwise, I will give you the money, I will give you 20,000 yuan! You can help me return it to the fan, and then help me close the channel for giving gifts in my live broadcast room, okay?" Yang Han
He didn't want to embarrass Qilin, and he didn't want to waste too much time on such a trivial matter. After all, he was also a person who made millions every minute!
"Brother, I told you, this is against the rules. And I'm just a supervisor responsible for reviewing contracts. How can I have so much power to refund you? You said it's unrealistic to close the gift-giving channel. I can help you ask.
But I guess it won’t work.” Qilin said helplessly.
He was a little confused, how could someone have trouble with money? He had come into contact with so many anchors, but he had never seen anyone as "hard" as Yang Han!
However, it happened that there was nothing particularly important in the evening, so Qilin patiently continued to enlighten: "Not to mention that you haven't signed a contract with us yet, and you are not yet a contract anchor of Dolphin Live, but even if you sign a contract, I guess
None of them work. Because I have never heard of any of the leading anchors refunding money to fans! Think about it, if the platform refunds the gift money and sets a precedent, who will regret it in the future?
Do you have any reason to ask Dolphin to refund your money?”
This is indeed true! No normal operator is willing to set this precedent!
But Yang Han had his own persistence, but he didn't embarrass Qilin anymore: "Okay, Qilin, thank you! I'll take a look at this matter."
After hanging up the phone from Qilin, Yang Han dialed the number of a person named "Manager Zhuang" in his address book.
This phone call was particularly concise compared to the previous ones. In addition to briefly explaining what happened, Yang Han only said three sentences in total.
"Sister Zhuang, do we have any contact with Dolphin Live?"
"Okay, you go ask and ask him to help pass a message to the boss of the Dolphins."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work!"
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Qilin is working the night shift tonight. Being a supervisor for Dolphins is a bit hard. He works daily shifts, and the content review he does tonight's shift is even harder. He has to inspect the live broadcasts of many rooms one by one.
Don’t think that watching the live broadcast without using your brain means that the job of supervising is easy!
When any hobby turns into a job, it won’t make you feel as wonderful as before! It’s like a small movie subtitle translator who was reported to be so numb even after watching a small movie, so what else is there?
Is there any word for “interest”?
But what happened tonight, Qilin found it very interesting! He got up and went to the tea room to pour tea, and when he met the super manager "Rou Du" in the game area, Qilin couldn't help but chat with him.
"I think there are two possibilities!" After listening to his story, Roudai analyzed with a smile, "One is that your anchor is very rich, and the live broadcast is just for fun, and he doesn't care about the money for the gift.
! Another possibility is that your anchor is more traditional and decent. He is worried that his fans will have no money to eat, so he wants to return the gifts that others have given him!"
"Judging from your age, I guess the second one is probably a little older!" Roudai made his judgment confidently.
Qilin suddenly understood and nodded.
However, when he returned to his work station, the boss of his group came over and said, "Qilin, is there an anchor there who wants to refund gift money to his fans?"
Qilin nodded, he was a little confused: How did the boss know about this? Didn't he have time to tell him?
"Take out the reward information from his live broadcast room and send it to the finance department. They will withdraw it at work tomorrow." The boss patted Qilin on the shoulder.
"Is this a refund? Boss, can our Dolphins refund money to fans?" Qilin couldn't help but ask.
"I also find it strange. This is what Manager Pei called to explain, but he also accepted the order from above. Maybe it's related to the boss?" The boss spread his hands and said that he didn't know the inside story. It came directly from above.
He can only act as a tool and obey the request!
It doesn't matter to Qilin whether the money is refunded or not! He sat back in his seat and sighed to himself while busy adjusting the information.
No wonder the other party said so grandly that he wanted to get his money back even if he had paid too much!
No wonder the other party is unwilling to sign a contract with the Dolphins, and even when they heard that the contract was available, there was no surprise at all!
It turns out that he is such an existence with hands and eyes that can reach the sky!
I've made a mistake, this is obviously the first possibility!
Qilin even felt a little lucky: Fortunately, when he talked to him on the phone, his tone of voice was still very normal, and he didn't boss around the little anchors below like some super managers do!
otherwise……
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Yang Han left the camera, leaving only a chair there to "broadcast" alone.
After waiting for a while and not seeing Yang Han come back, Peng Xueyuan had to turn off the recording software first.
Seeing that he was no longer working on the computer, Tang Wenfei stuck her head out and asked curiously: "Peng Peng, you haven't told us yet, why did you record this video?"
After listening to the song, Yang Ruoyi was still immersed in this strange singing method that her father had come up with. Her slender fingers were tapping gently on her knees, as if the musical notes were beating happily! It wasn't until Tang Wenfei's voice appeared that she
I came back to my senses.
"Do you know Senior Brother Gao Yuankai?" Seeing the girls shaking their heads, Peng Xueyuan could only introduce him briefly, "The senior brother from our school newspaper is a sophomore in high school. He sang at the school party before! He wanted to sign up for "The Voice of China" last year.
He even asked me to record a singing video for him.”
"Chinese voice is good?" The girls were all shocked.
The show "The Voice of China" is even more popular than their show "The Birth of a Girl Group", and it's even better!
"No, no, he was not selected." Peng Xueyuan misunderstood and quickly waved his hands and said, "But I think Uncle Yang sings much better than Senior Brother Gao Yuankai, just like those singers on TV! If we sign up for Uncle Yang
, maybe he can be selected!"
"Register my dad for "The Voice of China"?" Yang Ruoyi looked at her friend in surprise.
"Yes, weren't we just thinking about how to get Uncle Yang to understand and support you in recording the show? Now I think of it, we have to help Uncle Yang get a chance to appear on "The Voice of China"! Let me check...
...Yes, just like last year, I also signed up for "The Voice of China" at this time!" Peng Xueyuan put the computer on the coffee table and said with some excitement.
"I think Uncle Yang likes to sing very much, and he can sing so beautifully. Maybe he has been in this industry before, or like Yiyi, he had a musical dream, but later gave up for some unknown reason."
"If you can appear on "The Voice of China", Uncle Yang may be able to rediscover his dreams and the enthusiasm of his youth! At that time, he should also be able to understand what you are thinking now!"
That’s right, compare yourself to others and think in their shoes!
Several idioms popped into Yang Ruoyi's head, and before she knew it, a smile appeared on her fair and rosy face, and her clear eyes also shone brightly.
It seems feasible!
"But, Peng Peng, aren't you afraid that Uncle Yang will find out and blame us?" Tang Wenfei's personality is the same as her appearance, soft and weak, always hesitant and hesitant.
"Uh..." Peng Xueyuan forgot about this. He stayed there and scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.
Will he be beaten by Uncle Yang in the future?
Peng Xueyuan and Tang Wenfei looked at each other, their eyes flickering, and they seemed to be shrinking a bit.
However, Pandora's box has been opened!
"That's it, sign up for my dad!" Yang Ruoyi slapped Tang Wenfei on the thigh. Although she was separated by the silky nightgown, and although she didn't use much force, Tang Wenfei still screamed "Ouch".
Why hit me?
Tang Wenfei blinked pitifully and looked at Yang Ruoyi aggrievedly.
"Hehe!" Yang Ruoyi was in a good mood. She smiled and reached out to hold her friend's face and rubbed it until it almost curled up. "I was so excited that I made the wrong call!"
"Peng Peng, can you help me record a few more singing videos?" Yang Ruoyi clenched her fists energetically, with a hint of pointing the country, "Choose the best one, we must make my dad sign up successfully! In this way, he can go
Participated in "The Voice of China", Feifei and I went to participate in "The Birth of a Girl Group", and he couldn't say anything about us!"
"Okay, I'll try my best." Peng Xueyuan agreed bravely.
With the formidable Uncle Yang on one side and his best friend Yiyi on the other, Peng Xueyuan made an irrational choice.
However, tonight's recording may not be able to continue...
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Yang Han didn't have to wait too long as his subordinate, Sister Zhuang, reported back that a refund would be arranged tomorrow! Only then did he return to his study and his live broadcast room with satisfaction.
However, after "chair broadcasting" for so long, the live broadcast room has become deserted!
After all, he is not a big anchor, and no audience will wait for his return. Not only has the popularity of Super Rocket disappeared, but the audience who were originally waiting to listen to the song also lost their patience and left to browse other live broadcast rooms...
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"That's all for today. I've found someone to handle the big brother's money just now. I should be able to return it to him tomorrow. Everyone, go to bed early. Next time, your moon is my heart. Teacher Ge, see you there.
Go away!" Seeing that there were no viewers, Yang Han's interest in the live broadcast also dimmed. He simply scrawled a few words and turned off the computer to stop broadcasting.
Yiyi hasn't come back yet, and Yang Han is sitting alone in the quiet living room, his thoughts are messy.
The first thing Yang Han remembered was the infatuated young man "Lover227". It wasn't that his story could have touched Yang Han much, but the song that "Lover227" ordered!
There is a little-known thing, that is, after coming to this world, Yang Han's memories of the previous world are like the videos stored in the computer, but become clearer and more unforgettable...
"Thank you for your love", these "past" songs, the melody is too familiar, familiar enough to awaken those memories of the "past" deep in his mind.
The mood swings were a bit big, and Yang Han's eyes sparkled a little.
Get up.
Get the guitar from the study room.
In this empty, deserted living room, Yang Han silently started playing.
The melody is like his mood, flat with ups and downs.
"The lights are shining in the distance, and you are walking on the road with your head down..."