Gamer Superstar

Chapter 171 - Family Help

Saturday night's show was very good, the feeling of being the only singer at a bar night was much more fun than sharing the stage with other singers.

Since I was already the last singer of the night when I was an E Rank Artist, singing right after the D Rank singers, now that I've become a D Rank singer, doing shows by myself would be more common than sharing stages.

Which was great for me because not only would it be less tiring because I wouldn't have to go from one bar to another in the middle of the night, but it would also be better for my image because I would be the one singing all night and the image that would stay in the minds of all the customers would be mine, and it would also be more lucrative...

While sharing two stages in different bars I would only receive $1,400 a night, doing 3 to 4 hours of shows in one bar would increase my income to $3,000 to $4,000 a night.

With the higher amount of money I was getting per night, it also meant that I could call on Mark and Frank to help me play, which made these gigs even less tiring.

At the end of the night, after receiving $4,000 with Selena, we paid the three of us the same amount as yesterday, $350 each, leaving me with only $2,290 after AJP's 20%.

But getting paid less tonight was still better than having to do all those hours of shows alone.

Not to mention, since each show was getting so long, I was able to turn each day's show into a different vlog, which, considering each vlog averaged 300-400k views, meant an average of $2,000 to $2,500 more for me as a bonus for the vlogs Jason recorded each night.

That's not counting the vlogs that could potentially go viral, so I wasn't being stingy with the little bit of money I was giving up each night to pay the people who were helping me out.

On Sunday, when I woke up and looked at Ethan sleeping in the bed next to mine, I remembered that today was the day I usually went out to eat with my family.

But since I was doing the concert at noon, we wouldn't be able to go somewhere special to have lunch together.

I guess I could ask them to go to the charity barbecue with me, right? I realized that since it would be a way for us to go together, they could see a show of mine that they hadn't seen in a long time, not to mention that it could help get more people involved in the charity event.

So after I showered and went downstairs to greet my parents, I saw them on the sofa together under a blanket watching an old movie on TV, which made me smile.

Since my dad no longer had to work two jobs every day, he had more free time to spend with his family, which I noticed my mom, Ethan, and Liv loved.

Unfortunately, we kind of reversed roles, because while my dad was spending more and more time at home, I was spending more and more time away from home, with my extracurriculars at school taking up a few hours each weekday, and on the weekends I had to focus most of my time on my career.

"Hey, good morning." I said as I walked into the living room and sat down on the other sofa.

"Good morning, Noah!" My mom said with a smile.

"Good morning champ!" My dad also greeted me with a smile.

"I forgot to tell you, my show is going to be earlier than usual today." I said. Upd𝒂ted chapters 𝒐n n𝒐velbin(.)com

"Earlier? How much earlier?" My father asked.

"At noon." I said a little disappointed, imagining that they would be a little sad.

And my mother said really a little sad. "Really? So you won't be able to have lunch with us? Do you want me to make you a quick lunch before you leave?"

"No need." I smiled. I smiled. "The place I'm going to sing is an orphanage. They're having a charity barbecue that starts at 11:00 in the morning and goes into the evening. I'm going in to sing at 1:00, so I thought we'd go there together to eat before my show." Hearing this, my parents got excited, especially my mother, who I could tell was getting emotional and excited to be involved.

"Okay, let's go!" She said excitedly as she got up from the sofa and quickly went upstairs to her room to get ready, leaving my father lost as he stared at the unfinished movie on the TV.

But I could tell he was happy, too.

When I wired him the $10,000 this month, he tried his best to refuse, asking me to wire him at most half of it, but I was adamant and wired him the $10,000 even though he didn't need it, saying that if he didn't spend it all now, he could save it for a home renovation, a new car, or something else he felt he needed.

Although reluctant, my father still took the money and kept what was left after paying the bills.

But I began to notice small changes around the house.

My mother would buy new clothes for the five of us from time to time, old things that were broken in the house, like the washing machine that was as old as I was, were now replaced with a new one, which showed that my parents, although reluctant, were using the money wisely and improving the quality of life for everyone in the house.

But when I said it was a charity event, I noticed the twinkle in my father's eye and wondered what he was thinking. Maybe even though he had bought a lot of things for the house, there was still a lot of money left in the account, and as someone who was nowhere near the hardship that the children at the orphanage were going through, maybe my father was thinking of donating some of the money to the children.

So I smiled and asked him. "Dad, are you thinking of donating some of your leftover money to the orphanage?"

When my father heard me ask this, he froze and looked at me with embarrassment. "I'm sorry Noah, I know it's your money, I just felt sorry for the kids."

Laughing as I shook my head, I replied, "Don't worry Dad, it's not my money, since I gave it to you it's yours and Mom's, I won't judge anything you do with it, I trust you. I'm just saying this because I'm going to make some donations today, so you don't have to worry so much about the donations."

"Some donations?" He asked confused.

"First, I'm going to sing for free, so according to my price, that would be a donation of $4,000. Secondly, I intend to make a vlog and donate the value of that vlog to the orphanage, which should already give them $2,000 in donations from the income from the views, not to mention that I have written a song for the children that I intend to release and leave the income from the song to the orphanage, which should mean at least another $4,000 in income, which will total about $10,000 in donations, so don't worry so much about the donations, I will already be donating a lot for us."

Hearing this, my father's eyes widened, which was quickly replaced by a proud smile.

"You're going to be a great man, Noah..." My father said as he smiled at me.

I have to admit that I was a little embarrassed by this compliment, especially when I thought that it was coming from my father... a figure who had always been so controversial and difficult in my past life, it struck me differently...

"Of course, everything bought there will be converted into money to donate to the orphanage, so we can donate by eating barbecue and buying presents." I said as I ignored his compliment and got up to go down to the basement.

My dad just smiled at the way I was acting and I ignored him as I flopped down on the sofa down here and let that strange feeling leave my chest.

I still wasn't 100% over my father from my old world, but I feel that using the name BlackVelvet as my stage name makes it much easier for me to get over him... since it was my old father's stage name.

But to hear my current dad praise me and say he was proud of me...fuck...that was hard to deal with.

It wasn't a bad feeling, on the contrary, it was a very good feeling, I was overjoyed to receive this recognition, I just needed a few minutes to recover...n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

So I just closed my eyes and rested for a few minutes with my eyes closed and my head a little bit off, letting everything go through my mind.

After a few minutes I thought of something and decided to call Selena to confirm the situation at the orphanage, to make sure my donations weren't being embezzled or misused.

She was surprised at my intentions, but approved of them all, knowing that everything I was doing would bring a wave of positive popularity to my image that was priceless.

Especially with my plans to make it clear everywhere that the profits from the video and song would go to the children, it would be a great marketing strategy.

I also noticed their happiness that I was doing this on my own initiative and not just thinking about profit and fame, but really caring about the children.

With that settled, I was thinking about getting my things and walking to my car when I had an idea I hadn't thought of before.

If I could get 1 charisma point for my haircut, could I get another point for something else... like... makeup?