Chapter 6

Yang Han does not accept gifts, and the reason is the same as why he doesn't want to sign with Dolphin Live — he really isn't short of money!

Usually, the small tips from fans are not worth his attention, as Yang Han doesn't have the energy to deal with them. However, for large tips, he still feels the need to dissuade them properly.

Just as he wrote on the sign — "Life is hard, no gifts accepted" — Yang Han doesn't want the online tips to become a significant financial burden for his fans in real life!

In any world, the live streaming industry has seen many negative news stories. Misappropriation of public funds for tips is one thing, but many of the big spenders online are minors without their own income! Some unscrupulous streamers even pretend not to know, acting cute and innocent to coax naive children into tipping them.

Yang Han has seen such news reports before. One child of a sanitation worker gave all the money his mother had saved for his education to a female streamer. The mother, holding the phone, cried for help but found no one to turn to...

The sanitation worker's mother worked hard to earn that money, and every cent in the savings account was saved up bit by bit! Yang Han doesn't know what the child was thinking, but when he thinks of the small, hunched figures he has seen on the streets, he feels a tightness in his chest.

Of course, he can't be so saintly as to demand that every streamer refuse tips, because just because he doesn't need the money from streaming to make a living doesn't mean others don't.

But he wants to be a good person...

However, the main reason Yang Han firmly wants to return the money from the ten super rockets to the fan is that he knows, regardless of whether "Lover227" is a young person who is just pretending to be rich or a wealthy person in disguise, he definitely isn't as rich as Yang Han!

...

Yang Han contacted a super admin at Dolphin Live named "Qilin." Last week, Qilin sent him private messages and called him, saying he saw potential in Yang Han and asked if he wanted to sign. Although Yang Han didn't agree, he naturally assumed that Qilin was the official person in charge of him.

"Brother, in live streaming, it's the audience who gives you gifts. There's no such thing as returning the audience's gifts," Qilin said with a mix of amusement and exasperation after understanding Yang Han's intention.

Qilin's attitude was actually quite good. Even though Yang Han had initially refused to sign, Qilin didn't show any impatience when Yang Han made his request. He even explained the gift revenue-sharing rules in detail.

"… So, you see, for a gift worth 20,000 yuan, you would only get about 8,000 yuan after deductions. If I help you return the money to the fan, what about the taxes and the platform's earnings? This request is unreasonable, right?" Qilin said with a bitter smile.

"Qilin, how about this: I'll pay the 20,000 yuan myself. You help me return it to the fan and also turn off the gift-giving channel in my live room, okay?" Yang Han didn't want to make things difficult for Qilin. He was also too busy to waste time on such trivial matters, after all, he's a person who makes millions in minutes!

"Brother, I told you, this doesn't comply with the rules. I'm just a super admin responsible for reviewing and signing, I don't have the power to help you return money. And turning off the gift-giving channel isn't practical either. I can ask, but I doubt it will work," Qilin said helplessly.

He couldn't understand why someone would go against money. Among all the streamers he has dealt with, none were as "stubborn" as Yang Han!

However, since it was late and there wasn't anything particularly important to do, Qilin patiently continued to reason with him: "Let's not even talk about the fact that you haven't signed with us yet and aren't a signed streamer of Dolphin Live. Even if you were signed, I doubt it would be possible. I've never heard of top streamers returning money to fans! Think about it, if the platform started returning money, it would set a precedent. Anyone who regrets tipping could then demand a refund from Dolphin!"

That's true! Normal operators wouldn't want to set such a precedent!

But Yang Han has his own principles, and he didn't want to make things difficult for Qilin: "Alright, Qilin, thanks! I'll think about it."

After hanging up with Qilin, Yang Han called a person named "Manager Zhuang" in his contacts.

This call was much more concise. Apart from a brief explanation of the situation, Yang Han only said three sentences:

"Manager Zhuang, do we have any connections with Dolphin Live?"

"Alright, go ask and have them pass a message to the boss of Dolphin Live."

"Thanks, appreciate it!"

...

Qilin was on night shift, and being a super admin at Dolphin Live was quite tiring. He worked in shifts, and his current shift involved content review, which was even more tedious. He had to patrol many live rooms one by one.

Don't think that watching live streams is easy and that being a super admin is a breeze! When any hobby turns into a job, it loses its charm. Just like the subtitle translator for adult films, who gets so numb from watching that there's no "interest" left!

But the incident tonight was interesting! When he went to the tea room to get a drink and met the game section super admin "Roudai," Qilin couldn't help but chat with him.

"I think there are two possibilities!" Roudai said with a smile after listening to Qilin's story. "One is that your streamer is very rich and just streams for fun, not caring about the money from gifts! The other is that your streamer is more traditional and upright, worried that his fans can't afford to eat, so he wants to return the gifts they gave him!"

"From what you said about his age, I think the second possibility is more likely!" Roudai confidently concluded.

Qilin nodded in agreement.

But when he returned to his workstation, their team leader walked over: "Qilin, is there a streamer who wants to return money to his fans?"

Qilin nodded, a bit confused: How did the leader know about this? He hadn't had time to tell him yet!

"Pull the data on the gifts in his live room and send it to finance. They'll process the refund when they start work tomorrow." The leader patted Qilin's shoulder.

"Really? We can return money to fans?" Qilin couldn't help but ask.

"I find it strange too. This was instructed by Manager Pei, who was following orders from above. It might be a favor for some boss," the leader shrugged, indicating he didn't know the details but had to follow orders.

This refund didn't affect Qilin much! He sat back down, busy pulling the data, and sighed to himself.

No wonder the other party was so generous, willing to pay out of pocket to return the money!

No wonder the other party wasn't interested in signing with Dolphin Live, even showing no surprise when he heard about the signing opportunity!

He must be someone with significant influence!

Roudai was wrong; it's clearly the first possibility!

Qilin even felt a bit relieved: At least he spoke normally on the phone, unlike some super admins who act condescendingly towards new streamers!

Otherwise...

...

Yang Han left the camera, leaving only a chair to "broadcast" alone.

After waiting for a while and not seeing Yang Han return, Peng Xueyuan had to turn off the recording software.

Seeing that he wasn't working on the computer anymore, Tang Wenfei poked her head out and asked curiously, "Peng Peng, you haven't told us yet, why are you recording this video?"

Yang Ruo Yi, still immersed in the strange singing style her father had shown, gently tapped her long, slender fingers on her knee, as if the notes were dancing! It wasn't until Tang Wenfei's voice broke the spell that she came back to her senses.

"Do you know Senior Gao Yuan Kai?" Seeing the girls shake their heads, Peng Xueyuan had to give a brief introduction, "He's a senior in our school newspaper, a second-year student. He sang at the school gala before! Last year, he wanted to sign up for 'Chinese Good Voice' and asked me to record a singing video for him."

"Chinese Good Voice?" The girls were shocked.

The popularity of 'Chinese Good Voice' is even higher than their 'Birth of a Girl Group,' and it's a higher-class program!

"No, no, he didn't get selected," Peng Xueyuan quickly clarified, seeing their misunderstanding. "But I think Uncle Yang sings much better than Senior Gao Yuan Kai, just like the singers on TV! If we sign Uncle Yang up, he might get selected!"

"Sign my dad up for 'Chinese Good Voice'?" Yang Ruo Yi looked at her friend in surprise.

"Yes, we were just thinking about how to make Uncle Yang understand and support you going to the program. I thought, we should help Uncle Yang get a chance to appear on 'Chinese Good Voice'! I checked... Yes, the sign-up period is the same as last year!" Peng Xueyuan placed the computer on the coffee table, excitedly saying.

"I think Uncle Yang really likes singing and sings so well. Maybe he used to be in the industry or, like Yi Yi, had a music dream that he gave up for some reason."

"If he can appear on 'Chinese Good Voice,' Uncle Yang might rediscover his dream and the passion of his youth! Then he might understand your thoughts now!"

That's right, put yourself in his shoes!

Yang Ruo Yi's mind buzzed with a few idioms, and without realizing it, a smile appeared on her fair, rosy face, and her clear eyes sparkled with a bright light.

It might work!

"But, Peng Peng, aren't you afraid Uncle Yang will blame us if he finds out?" Tang Wenfei, whose personality matched her gentle appearance, always thought things through and hesitated.

"Uh..." Peng Xueyuan forgot about this, standing there, scratching his head, a bit embarrassed.

Will Uncle Yang hit us later?

Peng Xueyuan and Tang Wenfei looked at each other, their eyes flickering, and they both felt a bit hesitant.

But the Pandora's box has already been opened!

"Let's do it, sign my dad up!" Yang Ruo Yi slapped Tang Wenfei's thigh. Although the smooth nightgown muffled the impact and she didn't hit hard, Tang Wenfei still let out a soft "Ouch!"

Why did you hit me?

Tang Wenfei blinked her eyes pitifully, looking at Yang Ruo Yi with a委屈 (grievance).

"Hehe!" Yang Ruo Yi was in high spirits, playfully pinching her friend's cheeks, almost making them round. "I got too excited and hit the wrong spot!"

"Peng Peng, can you help record more singing videos?" Yang Ruo Yi clenched her fists, full of determination. "Choose the best ones. We must make sure my dad gets signed up! This way, he can participate in 'Chinese Good Voice,' and Yi Yi and I can participate in 'Birth of a Girl Group,' and he won't have anything to say about it!"

"Okay, I'll try my best," Peng Xueyuan reluctantly agreed.

On one side was the intimidating Uncle Yang, and on the other side was his best friend Yi Yi. Peng Xueyuan made an irrational choice.

However, the recording tonight might not continue...

...

Yang Han didn't have to wait long. Manager Zhuang quickly informed him that the refund would be processed the next day. Satisfied, he returned to his study and then to his live room.

However, after "chair broadcasting" for so long, the live room had become quite empty!

After all, he wasn't a big streamer, and no one would wait for a chair. Not only did the crowd attracted by the super rockets disappear, but the audience waiting to listen to songs also lost patience and left to browse other live rooms...

"Let's end it here today. I've arranged for the money from that big brother to be returned tomorrow. Everyone, get some rest. Next time, 'Your Moon, My Heart,' Teacher Ge will be waiting for you!" Seeing the lack of audience, Yang Han's enthusiasm for streaming waned. He hastily said a few words and turned off the computer to end the stream.

Yi Yi hadn't returned yet, and Yang Han sat alone in the quiet living room, his thoughts a bit scattered.

The first thing that came to mind was the devoted young man "Lover227." It wasn't that his story deeply moved Yang Han, but rather the song "Lover227" requested!

There's a little-known fact: since coming to this world, Yang Han's memories of the previous world have become clearer, more vivid, and more deeply etched in his mind...

"Thanks for Your Love," these "past" songs, their melodies are so familiar that they can easily awaken the deep-seated memories of the "past" in his mind.

His emotions fluctuated, and his eyes shimmered with a hint of moisture.

He stood up.

He took the guitar from the study.

In the empty, quiet living room, Yang Han quietly started playing.

The melody reflected his mood, calm yet with a touch of ups and downs.

"Far away, the lights shine bright, you walk alone on the road..."