"Xiao He, believe it! Mom believes it, eat first!" "Mother watched Ding He leave the dining table and said perfunctorily.

Ding He didn't look back, went back to the bedroom directly, opened the suitcase, unzipped the inner pocket, and took out the contract signed before recording the album. With the contract in hand, Ding He returned to the living room table and handed the contract to his parents.

"Really, Dad, Mom, look!" Ding He pointed to the terms of the sharing, and said excitedly, "Thirty percent of the sales belong to me!"

"How much is 30 percent?" The parents looked at it, it was really written in the contract, they didn't know much about the situation, and said suspiciously, "That can't be 100 million?"

"An album is fifty-five, I bought 10 million copies, I take 30 percent, and there are more than 100 million!" Ding He said this number, and he was a little fluttering, this is 160 million.

After listening to it, the parents took the contract and looked through it over and over again, and made sure that there was no problem, and said in a trembling voice: "This ...... It's also too ...... That's it!"

Looking at his parents, with an excited and nervous expression, Ding He's heart calmed down. comforted his parents and said: "Dad, Mom, what are you nervous about, we don't steal or rob, legal income! Except for paying taxes, it's all ours!"

"But that's too ...... "Ding He's parents have worked in the factory all their lives, and their income is fixed. I haven't seen a million at once, let alone 100 million, I really can't think of it.

Ding He looked at his parents, and his black hair was already mixed with silver threads. patted his chest and assured his parents: "I earn a lot of money from my son!" Father and mother, you have been busy for me for half your life, and your son will honor you in the future! You will enjoy the blessings!"

"Son, could it be a miscalculation?" Ding He's mother had not yet come out of the huge amount, and asked uneasily.

Ding He put his arm around his mother's shoulders and said with a smile: "Mom, it doesn't matter if he's right or wrong! My son promises that we will get better and better in the future!"

It took a while for the parents to recover from their shock. Ding He's father handed over the contract cautiously and said, "Xiao He, you have to keep this!"

"Got it, Dad!" Ding He took it, went back to the bedroom, and put the contract back away.

Watching Ding He come out of the room, his mother's face was happy, and she said to Ding He: "Xiao He, you have also made money, don't worry about eating and drinking! Mom, what I am most worried about now is your life's event!"

When Ding He heard this, he looked at his mother's appearance, and was about to start a tirade again. Hurriedly gave his father a look, and looked back at the refrigerator from time to time.

Ding He's father looked at the refrigerator, frowned, and said helplessly: "Okay, don't say it, it's a big New Year, happy days! Besides, Xiao He is also big, he understands this truth!"

"Yes, Mom! I know!" Ding He also hurriedly echoed.

The mother also stopped talking and changed the topic and said, "Okay, it's the New Year today! Don't talk about this! Eat dumplings, don't be cold!"

After eating, Ding He wanted to wash the dishes, but his mother stopped him directly, grabbed it, and went to the kitchen to brush it himself. Seeing that there was nothing to do, Ding He went back to the room and prepared for the live broadcast.

When the time reached half past one, Ding He started the live broadcast on time, and many fans watched the Weibo and were already waiting.

"Hello everyone, welcome to Ding He's live broadcast room! I'm the anchor Ding He......" As soon as Ding He appeared, before he finished speaking, he was buried by the barrage on the screen.

"Congratulations, idol! Happy for you, compare hearts, sprinkle flowers!"

"Anchor V587! The album is a big hit, and the sports car is delivered!"

"The people of Pujiang sent a congratulatory message, congratulating the anchor on the big sale of the album!"

"The people of Dongshan Province sent a congratulatory message to congratulate the anchor "Innocence" on its big sale!"

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The flight of the barrage 6 completely dominates the entire screen. The screen is full of fans' blessings and congratulations, which makes Ding He's heart warm.

"Thank you! Because of you, this album is a big hit! Thank you all the way!" Ding He was really moved and bowed deeply. From the start of live broadcasting, it has been less than a year now, and he has gone from having nothing to millions of fans today.

"Really, I'm very happy, and suddenly I don't know what to say?" Ding He's emotions were a little out of control today, and he didn't know how to say the words when the words came to his lips.

"Forget it, don't say it, it's all in the song! A song "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" is for everyone! You are my brightest star!" Ding He didn't know what to say, so he simply stopped saying it and prepared to sing directly.

"Got you, anchor, come on, we'll be watching you silently all the time!"

"From the first time I watched the anchor's live broadcast, to now, the anchor has been surprising me again!

"Idol, you are also my brightest star! The night sky is bright because of you, love you!"

"Anchor idol, You are my super star! I will always support you!"

Looking at the barrage, everyone's warm words and continuous support, Ding He really felt very fortunate to have such a group of fans.

"The brightest star in the night sky,

can you hear clearly,

He who looks,

Loneliness and sighs in the bottom of my heart.

The brightest star in the night sky,

Can you remember,

Walked with me,

The figure that disappeared into the wind......"

Ding He played the guitar, closed his eyes, and was completely immersed in his emotions. Every lyric, Ding He brings his most sincere feelings, and every word is integrated with Ding He's deep gratitude.

At the end of the song, the live broadcast room was unusually quiet, there was not a single barrage, they were all immersed in Ding He's singing, and they felt Ding He's heart.

"The brightest star will always be you! Idol, I will always be close to you!"

"The anchor must have done it on purpose, it was a big New Year, and it made people cry!"

"It's good!! although I can't bear to break the atmosphere, but it's big, okay to pay me back Baguio?"

"Thank you too, anchor!

Regardless of whether it is Ding He's novel fan or fan fan, on the special day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, gather in the live broadcast room to taste this faint warmth together.

may be due to the Chinese New Year, the number of online people in the live broadcast room has not exceeded 900,000, but Ding He also went all out. Ding He worked very hard, singing one song after another, until more than six o'clock in the afternoon.

"Okay, it's time! It's time to say goodbye again!" Ding He put down his guitar and said with a smile to the fans in the live broadcast room, "I hope you put down your mobile phones and spend more time with your parents and family today!"

"Anchor, Happy New Year! All the best! Spring Festival couplets are sent!"

"Idol, I can only watch your live broadcast next year, ~>_<~"

"Happy New Year, anchor! New Year, more and more popular! Firecrackers are sent!"

"The anchor will go home with me for the New Year next year! I want to have a monkey with you, ......

Fans in the live broadcast room also kept sending blessings and gifts through the barrage. Ding He got off the live broadcast, and the gifts from the fans were brushed for a while.