Volume 1, Chapter 137: Thank You for the Glory You Bestowed Upon Me-After the Breakup, a Song Called "Without Makeup" Resonates Across the Internet(Swordsmith)

Having performed all his classic hits, over an hour had already passed.

"The next song is a new one. I mentioned on Weibo when announcing this concert that I would be performing a new piece, and this track was written specifically for all of you."

After finishing a few songs, Jiang Yu walked to the front of the stage, sat on the steps, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and caught his breath. He spoke in a tone as if he were chatting with old friends.

The fans were electrified upon hearing this. It was the first time they had ever encountered a singer who wrote a song for his fans!

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have made it to where I am today. This is the glory you have given me. Thank you for the glory you've bestowed upon me."

Jiang Yu stood up, bowed deeply to the audience, and straightened back up. The music began to swell. Jiang Yu looked out at the crowd.

[Thunderous applause, hearts surging.]
[This is the beginning, not the end.]
[When you clap until your palms ache for me,]
[How can I ever repay your exclusive devotion?]

His voice was filled with gratitude.

"Did you hear that? Jiang Yu wrote this song for us!"
"I knew Jiang Yu was writing new music, but I never expected it would be for us."
"I've never heard of any singer giving their fans such immense respect by writing a song specifically for them."
"I am a fan of Jiang Yu, and I am proud!"
"Protect our best Brother Yu."

Jiang Yu watched the fans screaming and cheering, feeling the warmth of their passion. His heart was filled with deep emotion.

[Thank you for the glory you have given me.]
[I want to bow deeply to you.]
[Because the effort I put in, someone was able to understand.]

Hearing this, some of the more sentimental audience members began to weep, for only the longtime fans knew how difficult Jiang Yu’s journey had been. From his debut and that reality talent show to composing music for television dramas, he had been exposed to the darkest sides of the entertainment industry. Yet, he had persevered through it all.

Not long ago, the so-called Chinese Music Awards had rendered his long-standing efforts futile, and he had even faced a soft ban from them. But he had broken through regardless.

[Thank you for the glory you have given me.]
[This boy was once so ordinary.]
[It was you who allowed me to take my dreams to the very peak.]

Jiang Yu understood clearly that without the fans who had supported him all along, he never could have cleared these hurdles. He was most grateful to this group of fans who had loved him since his debut. With them, he was able to hold on until today. And so, he had to sing this song for them!

[In that moment, in my heart, there were too many feelings to describe.]
[No matter how winding the future, I will never slacken.]
[I will prove that your choice was extraordinary.]

"Did you hear that? Jiang Yu is making a promise to us!"

The fans were ecstatic. No matter how winding the road ahead might be, he would never give up. They had come here simply to support their idol, but after hearing this new song, they knew they had absolutely made the right choice in attending. This one song alone was worth the price of admission.

Soon, a trending topic appeared on Weibo: #Jiang Yu writes a new song for fans at his concert.#

The topic seemed lighthearted, but it left many netizens feeling a pang of envy. They looked at the fans of others and wished their own idols would write a song for them, but their idols...

Some people were surprised to see the trending topic, never having imagined a singer would be willing to write a song for their fans. Many immediately became new fans, hoping it wasn't too late to join in—as this song could be considered a gift to them as well.

Another group felt a rare sense of triumph. On the pages of those who had once criticized Jiang Yu, they left comments: "Has your idol written a song for you?"

Not only that, but some troublemakers compared Jiang Yu's concert to the boy and girl group concerts held at the same time. One was bustling with activity, while the others were sparsely attended, effectively dragging the reputation of those entertainment companies through the dirt. The "little fairies"—the obsessed fans of those groups—rushed in to defend them, only to be met with one response:

"Has your idol written a song for you? Mine did."

Every word was brimming with pride. Unable to take it, the "little fairies" rushed to their own idols' Weibo pages to demand, "Darling, can you write a song for us?" or "Darling, look at Jiang Yu’s fans, they’re being insufferable. You should write a song too so we can slap them in the face!"

The idols themselves saw the trending topic and the comments from their fans. And it wasn't just them—most of the singers in the music industry were grinding their teeth in frustration. Was it that they didn't want to write one? They simply lacked the talent. Jiang Yu, you really are a nuisance—why did you have to go and write something like that? Now look at how awkward you've made it for everyone else.

At the Shanghai Stadium, Jiang Yu's singing continued.

[This is the glory that belongs to us; those who dare to dream and act are not mediocre.]
[I already know where I am headed.]
[This is the glory that belongs to us; this is an ode to joy dedicated to you.]
[Every one of you is my great hero.]

The music faded, and the fans began to scream.

"Jiang Yu said we are his heroes!"
"Ahhh, this is a glory that belongs to all of us!"
"Brother Yu, I will be your fan for life!"

The background music ended, marking the conclusion of the concert. Jiang Yu walked forward, bowed, and remained that way for a long time.

"Jiang Yu!"
"Jiang Yu!"
"Jiang Yu!"

Tens of thousands of people in the arena called his name in unison, accompanied by thunderous applause. Just as in his song, the applause was deafening, hearts were surging, and the fans had clapped until their palms ached for him. And with his song, "Thank You for the Glory You Have Given Me," Jiang Yu had repaid all the fans who loved and supported him.

Amidst the applause, Jiang Yu slowly walked off the stage. The audience's cheering did not stop. Finally, the house lights came on, and seeing their idol had left, the fans reluctantly began to stand and depart.

Backstage, Jiang Yu was greeted with a loud "pop, pop, pop" as ribbons and confetti showered down on him. The staff cheered.

"Brother Yu, you were incredible!"
"Brother Yu, you're a legend!"

Jiang Yu was all smiles. "To celebrate the success of today's concert, I'm giving every staff member a generous bonus! Everyone is tired today, so go home and get some rest. We're taking tomorrow off!"

With that, he sent an equal, substantial bonus to the work group chat.

"Ah! Long live Brother Yu!" Everyone cheered in excitement.

Jiang Yu smiled and walked over to Su Muyu, looking into her eyes. "I succeeded."

"Mm," Su Muyu said, her eyes curving into crescents as she curled her lips into a smile. "I knew you could do it!"

The two embraced. Just then, a boisterous laugh echoed through the room.

"Brother Rice Crust, hahahaha! You're amazing! I've been in the entertainment industry for so many years, and you're the first one I've seen write a song for his fans. I almost want to become a fan of yours myself!" Principal Wang strolled into the backstage area. "I'm definitely taking you out for a meal tonight!"

However, seeing the two of them flustered, his expression suddenly turned awkward. "Did I interrupt something?"

A cold glint flickered in Su Muyu's eyes. "I'll go visit Uncle Wang in a couple of days; it's been a long time since I've seen him."