FWTS Chapter 068 Another Unable to Stop?

From seven o'clock to eleven o'clock, for four hours, at a speed of 14 characters per second, Hou Muyun typed over fifty thousand characters in total. He organized seventeen chapters and uploaded twelve of them by eleven-thirty, along with an additional single chapter:

"Thank you all for your support. There are too many names to list one by one, but I remember them all! I've seen many rewards, and I'm very grateful, but I must remind everyone to spend sensibly! Also, there will be a lottery on Weibo after the noon live broadcast. There aren't many prizes, just a token of appreciation!"

After posting, he checked the data for "Sword Master." In the past four hours, the number of monthly votes had increased again, now exceeding twenty thousand. Obviously, these four hours were not prime time. In addition, there were about a dozen more league leaders.

Glancing at Chong Er's new book, it now had over forty-three thousand monthly votes. The increase was not insignificant, but compared to "Sword Master," it was far behind.

The gap between the two was narrowing.

"That Chu Qing must be for sure, right? I saw her reward you. Do you two have any contact information privately?"

"Forget it! Wasn't she rumored to be a gossip master? No wonder she wanted to go to the corner back then. I guess she wanted to deal with those seven or eight people in the corner. But we, being busybodies, stepped in! She probably saw us as meddlesome fools! As for that reward, who knows if it was really her."

"Damn, there's a story in all this, interesting!"

"Can you guys stop gossiping? I almost got roasted, and I don't see any of you caring."

"You heartless guy, I specifically took a day off yesterday to help you curse people, you know!"

...

After dinner, Feining and the others cleaned up and left.

It was about time, so Hou Muyun went live.

As soon as he went online, there were already two hundred thousand online viewers, and the barrage and comments exploded upon seeing the host online.

"Thanks everyone, I won't say much else. Let's start with a rendition of 'Together.' "

With guitar accompaniment, Hou Muyun sang "Together," a song by Leslie Cheung that held significant meaning for him, his fans, and friends. This was his way of expressing gratitude and respect.

The song had both Cantonese and Mandarin versions, and Hou Muyun sang the Cantonese part first, followed by Mandarin, with great concentration.

By the end of the song, the online audience had surged to 800,000!

"There are quite a few people."

Hou Muyun bowed towards the camera. "Thanks for yesterday! After the broadcast, there will be a lottery on Weibo. The prizes aren't expensive, but they're decent. There will be 100 signed copies of 'Sword Master I,' 50 manga manuscripts, 30 one-thousand-yuan red envelopes, 5 Mate9Pro phones, and 1 'Customized Private Dinner.' The prizes will be drawn in batches, and the grand prize 'Customized Private Dinner' means I'll personally go to the winner's location to cook a meal, which they can share with ten people."

"Damn, this lottery is insane!"

"I want, I want, I want!"

"The host is really generous! Just the red envelopes and phones alone would cost at least 60,000!"

"Forget the money, it's the sincerity that counts, it's overwhelming!"

"Monkey, did you get the order wrong? The manuscripts are more appealing than the red envelopes!"

"If anyone gets the manga manuscript, contact me, I'll pay a thousand for it!"

"A thousand? I'll offer five thousand, just to get Monkey's manga manuscript!"

"The manga manuscripts are definitely worth collecting!"

"Great job, host. It's the first time I've seen a phone draw that wasn't for an iPhone. Supporting domestic products!"

"Host, why isn't there a specially recorded voice bed service?"

"Same here, I really want the 'Customized Private Dinner.' Not only can you eat the host's cooking, but also meet the host in person!"

"If anyone wins the grand prize, contact me, you can name your price!"

...

Next, there was a solo performance on the erhu of "Birdsong in the Empty Mountains," which was aired on "Everyday," followed by an accompaniment of a Beijing opera segment. Then, he played a famous song on the guitar and followed it with the opening song of "Animal World," "Just Blue." This memorable song was originally by the Paris France Transit band in the 1980s, not only known for its melody but also its lyrics. Hou Muyun sang the entire song, which was quite novel for many people, as they were familiar with the melody but probably hadn't heard the lyrics.

After the performance, he took out paper and pen, as it had been a while since he last live-streamed drawing.

"Here's some good news. 'Sword Master' manga version has been confirmed for publication as a single volume, which means a manga book. The first volume is already in the typesetting process and should be available soon. When the time comes, I'll definitely advertise it here and there will also be a lottery for signed manga volumes! There may even be a signing event... uh, the publishing house might not arrange that, but anyway, I'll prepare one myself. As for where to go, I'll gather opinions on Weibo later. I don't want to end up at a signing event alone, that would be awkward!"

"Oh, by the way, I must mention the sales of the physical version of 'Sword Master' novel. With everyone's help, the first volume sold sixteen thousand copies on the first day, and so far, sales have reached sixty thousand for the first volume, and over forty thousand for the second and third volumes. This is a remarkable achievement! To put it grandiosely, from today onwards, I can call myself a bestselling author!"

"No more nonsense, let me draw something for you guys. It'll be based on the latest chapter of 'Sword Master,' five or six chapters ahead of the online serialization."

Hou Muyun started drawing on the paper with his pen, his speed was very fast, and his drawing skills had undoubtedly improved a lot compared to before. In a sense, this was also the best retaliation against those who hired people to discredit Hou Muyun.

Seeing Hou Muyun live-streaming drawing manga again, the voices of those who felt indignant about the video of him fighting yesterday became even louder.

"Host, we can't just let the matter of the fight video go like this! Damn, just thinking about those accusations makes me angry!"

"Yeah! If it weren't for the complete video coming out later, you would've been roasted!"

"There are so many brainless haters! Forget about anything else, trying to associate you being black with the hype around Master Shi Fifteen and hiring people to draw for you is completely baseless!"

"Host, aren't you known for your hot temper? I wouldn't be able to stand it!"

"There are quite a few celebrity big Vs who blackened you. You've hit back at the platinum god Chong Er, why not hit a few more!"

"Our Sky Team has been fighting all day, taking over several black haters' Weibo accounts and even blowing up a few small TBs! We've rolled up our sleeves and worked hard, you can't back down!"

"Damn, you guys just love stirring up trouble! "

"Stop it! The host has been blackened enough!"

"Although I'm still angry, I really don't want the host to attract more negativity!"

"..."

Hou Muyun stopped his pen, just finishing a drawing, and glanced at the number of online viewers, which was about to break two million, setting a new record.

After reading the barrage for a while, he said, "I've said before that I won't make any more explanations about the fight video from yesterday. Of course, now that everything's clear, I don't need to explain further. I know you guys are angry, and I am too. But, as the saying goes, you can only endure as much praise as you can withstand slander. Besides, since I've been scolded, should I scold back? Or force them to praise me? Or,

Knock, knock, knock.

The sound of knocking came, and when he opened the door, Feining, Xiaopang, and Dafei, the three brothers, were there, carrying ingredients.

"Brother Monkey, missed you so much!"

"You want me to cook for you, don't you!"

"Hehehe, exactly!"

"Start washing the vegetables!"

"Monkey, is that masked girl in the video really L.O.?"

"How would I know."

"Weren't you just on stage with her? Didn't you recognize her?"

"I was so drunk I couldn't even walk in a straight line at the time. Who could recognize anyone!"


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