Returning to the stage, Lu Chen sang two more songs.
He did not sing "You Who Sat Next To Me" and "Cinderella", but chose two love songs that he was good at, which won a lot of applause and tips. After he left the stage, he chatted with a few familiar customers.
"Xiao Lu, the two songs you sang before were so good!"
A regular customer praised, "You wrote it too, you have talent! If I opened a record company, I would definitely sign you! "
Another customer laughed, "Nowadays, good original songs are really rare. Listen to those idols, boy bands, and girl bands, they all cover songs from Europe, America, Japan, and Korea. It's like they were made from the same mold."
"Yes, yes, the really good songs are from the 80s and 90s."
"Hehe, if you say it's good to be nostalgic, others will say you're outdated!"
"You can't say that, everyone has different tastes …"
Lu Chen spent most of his time listening, occasionally opening his mouth to say a few words. The atmosphere in Forget Grass Bar was always good, the relationship between the customers and the singers was very harmonious, everyone sat together and chatted like friends, there was no pressure.
Seeing that it was already past 10 o 'clock, he got up to leave, the customers did not ask him to stay.
The bars in Houhai were open at night, the prime time was from 11 o 'clock to 2 o' clock in the morning, but this time period belonged to the contracted singers, Lu Chen no longer needed to be a waiter, so there was no need for him to stay.
At the bar's finance office, he received his performance fee.
The salary and tips of the resident singers were all paid on the spot, Lu Chen sang a total of 5 songs that night, each song was 30 yuan, which was 150 yuan. The biggest part of the tips, 70% of it, was 2150 yuan.
2300 yuan was all that Lu Chen earned tonight.
If he could have this kind of income every day, it would not be a dream to earn 100,000 yuan a month, but this was simply impossible.
This was because the customers of the Forget Grass Bar were not rich second-generation tycoons. They were very rational when they tipped. The reason why Lu Chen was able to earn more than 2,000 yuan in tips tonight and last night was entirely due to the changes in his playing and singing skills, as well as the novelty and touching effect of the two original songs.
However, impulse could not last long, so under normal circumstances, he could only earn 10000 + per month at most. If he wanted to earn more, he needed to go out and sing in other bars.
Purely in terms of income, as long as a bar singer had a stable venue, it was still very good. At least in a place like Beijing where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold, it was not a problem to maintain a living.
However, the problem was that very few people could stay in this line of work for long. Most people came with the dream of becoming famous. When their dreams were shattered, they could only go back in dejection or completely sink into oblivion.
Lu Chen also had a dream. His dream was very big.
He left the bar, deposited the money at the ATM on the pedestrian street, and then ran to the nearby subway station.
When he returned to the rented basement, it was exactly 11 o 'clock.
This speed was considered very fast. It was also because there were not many people on the subway at night. If it was during the day, the subway would be crowded to death. It would not be so smooth at all.
Li Feiyu was not at home. The last night of the weekend was his fixed happy time.
Therefore, the first live broadcast at night depended entirely on Lu Chen.
The microphone and camera had already been changed. He turned on the computer and logged into the internet. On the main page of Starlight Show, he entered his account and password. Soon, he entered Lu Fei's Live Broadcast.
Although Lu Chen's computer was very old, it had no problem running the live broadcast platform. The screen immediately showed his clear image.
"Hey! Hey! "
Lu Chen said "Hey" into the microphone twice to test whether the device was running smoothly.
What surprised him was that five to six subtitles immediately popped up on the screen.
"Yangtze River, Yangtze River, I am the Yellow River!"
"I hear you, I hear you. Boss, you are finally online. We have been waiting for you for a long time!"
"Throwing flowers to celebrate!"
"Wife, come and see the handsome guy!"
"…"
At this time, Lu Chen noticed that the number of online users on the host interface was actually 427, which meant that more than 400 people were waiting for him to start broadcasting. That was why the bullet screen appeared so quickly.
Although he had previously posted an announcement that his first broadcast time was set at 11 o 'clock in the evening, he did not expect that so many viewers would come to support him. He was excited and a little touched.
"I'm really sorry …"
Lu Chen quickly said, "I just came back from work. I didn't calculate the time well and kept everyone waiting. Sorry, sorry!"
As soon as his voice fell, the bullet screen suddenly increased.
"Does the host have to work on the weekend? Which company is so inhumane! "
"Yes, yes, let's all call the supervision department to complain!"
"And you have to work until 11 o 'clock. It's too much!"
"My heart aches for the handsome guy!"
"…"
Lu Chen did not know whether to laugh or cry. He quickly explained, "I sing in a bar in Houhai. I am a bar singer. My working hours are at night, so I am late."
"Houhai? I go there often. Which bar? I don't think I have seen the host before! "
"So you are a bar singer. No wonder your singing is so good!"
"Don't talk nonsense. Let the host sing. My ears are already hungry and thirsty!"
"So hungry? Then go find a cotton swab and stab it. You will feel good. "
"Hahaha …"
Lu Chen looked at the lively barrage and felt very happy. The uneasiness brought about by his first independent anchor quickly disappeared without a trace, and his mood unconsciously relaxed.
The atmosphere of the online broadcast was completely different from the bar, but it felt really good after adapting.
The number of online users was increasing rapidly, from the initial 427 to 725. The greeting bullet screen kept flooding.
This performance in a bar was unimaginable. This was the charm of the Internet!
"Eh? I feel that the host seems to have changed a room. It is not the original Brother Fei's room! "
"It's just changing the name of the room. What a fuss!"
"Sorry, I am talking about the host's current home. Don't you see it?"
"Yes, yes, where does the host live? The conditions are so bad! "
"It should be the basement. I have rented a similar one in the past."
"My heart aches for the host!"
"… …"
The topic of the audience's discussion suddenly changed to the room that Lu Chen lived in.
It was an old district and it was a basement remodeled space. The small room naturally did not have any good conditions.
Although Li Feiyu and Lu Chen were neighbors, he had used his own money to renovate the room. It looked much better and was not as simple as Lu Chen's.
System Notification: Happy888 (Silver I) gifted host 100 starlight!
System Notification: Wearing Underwear Outside Superman (Iron II) gifted host 100 starlight!
System Notification: Abyss Dragon Rider (Bronze V) gifted host 100 starlight!
System Notification: Crystal Jelly (Bronze II) gifted host 100 starlight!
… …
System Notification: ProphetEmperor- Li Bai (Gold III) gifted host 1 Interstellar Battleship!
Interstellar Battleship again. It was ProphetEmperor- Li Bai again!
Lu Chen had not even started singing and the audience's rewards came pouring in. Furthermore, ProphetEmperor- Li Bai gifted him a huge reward of 1 Interstellar Battleship.
1 Interstellar Battleship not only meant $1,000 but also a chance to show his face on the live broadcast platform.
Lu Chen could not help but feel a trace of warmth in his heart. It was obvious that the audience saw that the conditions of his rented environment was very bad and used rewards to express their support and sympathy.
At this moment, the number of online followers broke through 1,000 in the blink of an eye. The increase was abnormally rapid!
Lu Chen subconsciously looked at the number of followers.
5279！
What was going on?
Lu Chen did not dare to believe his eyes. At noon, the number of followers of this host account was only 2,722. How did it double at night?
Lu Chen had just started playing [StarryLive]. Although he had learned a lot of general knowledge from Li Feiy, he was still a newbie after all. He wasn't clear about many of the situations and thus couldn't figure out where the problem lay.
If he could not think of it, then he would not think about it. In any case, it was not a bad thing, but a good thing!
"Thank you ProphetEmperor- Li Bai for the Interstellar Battleship …"
He said to the microphone, "I am also very grateful for everyone's support. I will first sing the song that I composed. It's called 'You Who Sat Next To Me'. I believe many of my friends have already heard it. I hope new friends will like it."
After a slight pause, Lu Chen continued, "Tonight, I will dedicate another original song to everyone!"
Without looking at the bullet screen, he held his guitar and began to sing 'You Who Sat Next To Me'.
"Beautiful!" "Touching!" "I want to cry!" …
The charm of this classic was unstoppable. Regardless of whether it was in Forget Worries Bar or StarryLive, regardless of whether it was those who had heard it or those who had just entered the live broadcast room, they were all deeply moved by it.
Most importantly, after many performances, Lu Chen had a better grasp of the emotions contained in this song. Coupled with his unique voice, it was enough to captivate the live broadcast audience who did not have high expectations.
After singing 'You Who Sat Next To Me', there was a tide of good comments and starry rewards, filling the entire screen!
Lu Chen continued to sing five songs in a row, all of which were popular classics that he was good at. Although it was not as sensational as' You Who Sat Next To Me ', it still raised the atmosphere in the live broadcast room to a high level.
During the interval between singing, Lu Chen also interacted with more and more audience members and answered many questions.
Li Feiyu told him that it was very important to have an interactive online live broadcast. It was difficult to arouse the audience's emotions just by singing. Chatting with everyone or telling jokes could, on the one hand, shorten the distance between each other, and on the other hand, allow one's voice to get a proper rest.
The pursuit of online live broadcast was fan economy. Only with popularity could one make money. The number of fans that the anchor had determined his position on the live broadcast platform. It was really the winner takes all!
Lu Chen still lacked experience in this area, but as long as he was willing to put down his pride, it was not difficult to deal with these enthusiastic audience members. Although there were a few people who seemed to be deliberately making trouble, most of them were very good.
Time passed quietly in such interactive exchanges and singing performances. It was already 1 o 'clock in the morning.
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