Taoist Master, wishing for a sacrifice-based system

Chapter 62 From Being Hated by the Entire Internet to Becoming a Top Hero! He only used a slight reddening of his eyes as a micro-expression, and 300 million people were instantly captivated.

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Xiao Yu returned to the capital at 5:17 PM.

The Maybach sped along.

He opened it himself.

It's more than 600 kilometers from Yunzhou to the capital.

Six hours.

We didn't even stop at a service area once.

Because he really dared not stop.

He felt that every minute he stayed outside increased the risk of being exposed.

He drove the car into the company's underground parking garage.

His agent, Sister Liu, was waiting for him by the parking space early in the morning.

When Sister Liu saw Xiao Yu get out of the car covered in sweat, with messy hair and marks on his face from wearing a mask all day, she almost cried.

"You're finally back!" She went up and grabbed Xiao Yu's arm.

"Did you know that the rehearsal for tonight's 8 PM public service announcement about drug enforcement started at 3 PM?!"

"You didn't even show up for rehearsal!!"

"Are you crazy?!"

Xiao Yu shook off her hand.

He walked toward the elevator.

They were walking very fast.

"I know. No rehearsals. Live broadcast from here."

"you!"

"I'll find a stylist." Xiao Yu said without turning his head.

"Give me half an hour, and I can do it."

Sister Liu stood there, clenching her teeth.

Half an hour later.

Surrounded by two stylists, a hairstylist, and a makeup artist, Xiao Yu rushed into the TV station.

He put on a crisp, dark blue suit.

He wore an extremely formal black tie.

Her hair was combed perfectly.

The mask marks on her face were perfectly covered by foundation.

There are a few red streaks in my eyes.

The makeup artist used a special eye dropper to put it in.

Three seconds later.

The redness has disappeared.

He raised his head.

He was a man who had collapsed, had traveled through the night, and was covered up like a fugitive.

In an instant, he transformed into "Xiao Yu".

One of the most handsome men of this era.

The most authentic one out of ten thousand meticulously edited photos.

Clean.

warmth.

Sunlight.

Positive energy.

perfect.

It was exactly 8 p.m.

The nationwide public welfare live broadcast, "Safeguarding Life," has begun.

Thirty-six television stations across the country joined forces.

The event was broadcast live simultaneously on twelve mainstream video platforms.

Online viewers.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The number of viewers exceeded 80 million within ten minutes of the broadcast starting.

It surpassed 150 million views within 30 minutes of its premiere.

It surpassed 300 million views within one hour of its premiere.

This is a show that everyone has to watch.

The host is the presenter.

The guests include professionals.

There are family members of those who sacrificed their lives.

There are cases of individuals who have successfully reintegrated into society.

There are also public welfare representatives from all walks of life.

And Xiao Yu.

As "the most socially influential young representative artist".

He was placed in the center position throughout the entire live broadcast.

He appeared.

The live chat exploded.

[Brother Yu is here!!!]

[Yu-ge looks so tired today—has he been working too hard lately?]

[My heart aches for Brother Yu! He hasn't had a break for a month straight because of his charity work!]

This is my idol! While everyone else is busy making money, our Yu-ge is contributing to the cause of banning [illegal activities]!

I'm crying. My idol looks absolutely stunning in this suit—the word "proper" perfectly describes him.

Xiao Yu stood in front of the camera.

He glanced at the teleprompter.

Then he did something that surprised everyone: he threw away the script on the teleprompter.

He was facing the camera.

I took a deep breath.

Let's begin.

"Dear viewers."

His voice was warm.

A kind of professionally trained, warm feeling that can penetrate directly into everyone's ears through television signals and make people feel "trusted".

"Today, I stand here as an ordinary young person who is willing to do my part for this cause."

I'd like to say a few words.

I want to say—

'

His eyes reddened slightly.

Visible red to the naked eye.

"It's not something far off."

"It might be right next to you."

"It might be found in those who seem the most sunny, the most normal, the most perfect people."

When he got to this point, he himself didn't know why his voice suddenly trembled slightly.

That slight tremor was clearly heard by 300 million viewers across the country.

Then a miracle happened.

That slight tremor was originally a physiological reaction caused by his own guilty conscience—which was interpreted by all the viewers as "empathy".

"Xiao Yu truly feels sorry for those families whose lives have been ruined by drugs."

"He is genuinely willing to do something about this."

"Look, he's crying. He really is a person with flesh and blood, with warmth."

The live chat exploded once again.

[Brother Yu cried!!!]

[Yu Ge is so great! This is what an artist should be like!]

I'd be willing to shower Brother Yu with gifts for the rest of my life!

[Brother Yu, you are the true hero of this era!!!]

The word "hero".

It appeared in the comments section for the first time.

Then the second time.

the third time.

The hundredth time.

The thousandth time.

One hundred million times.

Thirty minutes into the live stream, a post was made on Weibo.

"Salute to everyone who has made silent contributions on the front lines. They are the heroes of this era."

The accompanying image is a screenshot of Xiao Yu with red eyes during a live stream.

This Weibo post was posted within an hour.

It has been forwarded over 10 million times.

The comments were all the same—

"Brother Yu is a hero!"

"Brother Yu is the true role model of our time!"

"These are the stars we should be idolizing!"

hero.

hero.

hero.

These two words began to flood Xiao Yu like a tidal wave.

They flocked to the three incense sticks he had offered at Qingyun Temple.

They surged toward that desire that he himself had forgotten, but that Heaven would never forget.

On TV.

The host is currently conducting the final segment of the program—

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Next, we will invite Mr. Xiao Yu to join us in reading the 'Declaration of Prohibition'."

"Mr. Xiao Yu, please."

Xiao Yu walked over to the host.

His face was perfect under the most meticulous lighting by the lighting technician.

He raised the microphone.

His eyes held a solemn expression that said, "I am willing to give everything for this."

He spoke.

"I am Xiao Yuyi"

"Willing to dedicate myself to the cause of prohibition"

"I'll give you everything."

Even if

"It is my life."

Three hundred million viewers nationwide.

At this moment.

They applauded at the same time.

On the screen—

"hero!"

"hero!"

"hero!"

Three words.

Like a wave.

They flocked to the television screen.

Forty-eight days after Xiao Yu returned from Yunzhou.

These were the most glorious forty-eight days of his life.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

It was also the shortest forty-eight days of his life.

The morning after the charity live stream ended.

His studio issued a statement.

The announcement was very brief.

"Mr. Xiao Yu will suspend all commercial endorsements and entertainment appearances."

"Over the next three months, he will fully participate in various public welfare activities as a volunteer."

This announcement was issued immediately.

The entire internet is in an uproar.

The haters who used to criticize him for "making easy money," "having terrible acting skills," and "riding the coattails of others' popularity."

After this announcement was issued, everyone fell silent.

Some even became fans.

"Wow, Brother Yu is such a responsible person!"

"He's not putting on a show; he's really getting things done!"

"If anyone insults Brother Yu again, I'll fight them."

Those marketing accounts that once took money from a neighboring fan club and specifically stirred up trouble in Xiao Yu's super topic.

They also disappeared en masse.

Because of the word above.

"hero".

It has become a sensitive word that cannot be touched in their circle.

Once the word "hero" is associated with a person...

You're going to stir up trouble again—

That's no longer about stirring up trouble.

It's a smear campaign against heroes.

It's a bad conscience.

It's the kind of thing that will get you attacked by the entire internet.

The person in charge of the marketing account knows the market.

They would rather not earn this money.

They wouldn't touch a "hero".