I started to become more self-disciplined at the age of 30

The number of viewers in the live broadcast room skyrocketed to 150 million at this moment.

The barrage of comments occasionally freezes, which is due to the fact that all the server traffic of the group company behind Douyu Live has been concentrated to support it.

"Old Jiang, is this really the last live broadcast?"

"Old Jiang, please don't leave."

"Old Jiang... don't retire. You can come back and live stream occasionally."

"Old Jiang..."

"Old Jiang, please don't hold the lottery or stop broadcasting, okay?"

…………

Many viewers were reluctant to part with Jiang Chen, and their joy at the lottery was greatly diluted by his departure.

After all, the vast majority of people are still very sober and know that if they participate in the lottery, the probability of winning will be terribly low, and it is impossible to win the prize.

More than 150 million people participated in the lottery, and only one won...the probability is almost zero.

Han Qing and Yan Ruyu were also a little sad.

Because, their external identities are both Jiang Chen's assistants, Han Qing is Jiang Chen's work assistant, and Yan Ruyu is Jiang Chen's life assistant.

However, if Jiang Chen does not do live broadcasts in the future, the presence of Han Qing as his work assistant will be very low.

Yan Ruyu can no longer help Jiang Chen deal with things frequently.

Jiang Chen himself didn’t think too much about it, he just did whatever he wanted.

From now on, he doesn’t want his life to be watched by so many people, so he doesn’t want to do live broadcasts or go on shows anymore. He just wants to quietly do what he likes.

Holding the guitar, Jiang Chen strummed it gently and said to the live broadcast room: "This may be the last time I sing live! But don't worry, I will not stop composing music in the future. If I have some musical inspiration occasionally, I will write it down and post it for everyone to enjoy."

“So, you will definitely still be able to hear my new songs.”

Jiang Chen finished speaking.

Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Li Wen, and Wang Jing, who were not far away, all breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Jiang Chen continued to record songs in the future, they would still be able to help Jiang Chen. Otherwise, they would feel embarrassed to just follow Jiang Chen every day, as if they were just four vases.

When the many viewers in the live broadcast room heard Jiang Chen's words, they felt sad but also a little relieved. Although they could not watch Jiang Chen's live broadcast anymore, they could still hear Jiang Chen's new songs.

However, I may have to pay more attention to Jiang Chen’s account on the Penguin Music platform in the future, otherwise I might miss Jiang Chen’s new songs.

After all, when Jiang Chen releases a song, he won’t promote it extensively in advance, but will just release it quietly. If you don’t pay attention, you might not notice it.

Jiang Chen played the guitar softly, and the soothing music gradually sounded.

Then, Jiang Chen's singing voice also rang out.

"We walked and stopped along the way, following the traces of the boy's wandering..."

"The moment before I stepped out of the station, I was a little hesitant..."

"I can't help but laugh at this homesickness... but it's still unavoidable..."

"And the sky in Nagano is still so warm..."

"The wind blew away..."

"When I first came into contact with this world... I was deeply attached to it..."

"Looking at the horizon as if it were right before my eyes... I am willing to go through fire and water to walk through it again..."

"Now that I have walked through this world, I feel nostalgic..."

"Through the years, I have seen different faces... and suddenly I have seen your smile..."

"I was once unable to extricate myself from the vastness of the world... and was also addicted to the dream talk in it..."

"Don't be true or false, don't be pricked by needles, don't be afraid of being laughed at..."

"I once turned my youth into her, and played the midsummer with my fingertips..."

"Let your heart take its course..."

"Walking against the light...let the wind and rain blow... "

…………

Jiang Chen's refreshing singing voice, when it floated into the ears of Han Qing, Yan Ruyu, Qin Xuerong, Li Wenjun, Wang Fei and others, gave them a feeling as if the sky was high and the sea was vast, and there was a refreshing feeling as if they were standing on the top of a mountain, feeling the wind and looking at the earth!

The live broadcast room was also filled with barrages of comments.

"It sounds great, so great, woooo, Lao Jiang, how am I going to live without your live broadcast!"

"Lao Jiang's songs are just beautiful."

"Lao Jiang, upload it quickly."

"Old Jiang..."

……

Far away in North America!

Inside a private medical research institution.

Bowles was lying on the hospital bed, watching the live broadcast in front of him, listening to Jiang Chen's singing, and looking at a stack of information next to him.

Above are all of Li Wenbin’s medical records!

From the initial confirmation to the most recent inspection record, everything is clear.

A man in a white coat said, "Sir, if the medical records are correct, Mr. Li Wenbin has almost recovered. He has improved from the late stage to the early stage."

Powers said in a hoarse voice, "Did you check it out, O'Neill?"

O'Neill nodded: "I contacted Dr. Zhang Yilong and the hospital where Li Wenbin was examined, and they all confirmed that this is true. However, I still have a little doubt. Because this is incredible!"

Powers: "I know that you all have a natural aversion to Eastern Chinese medicine. But I just want you to make sure whether it is true. If it is true, I want to try it."

O'Neill: "I haven't examined Mr. Li Wenbin in person, so I don't know if it is 100% true. However, based on the information I know, there is a 90% chance that this report is true. And, sir, I think you should be able to contact Mr. Li Wenbin yourself."

Powers nodded. "I spoke to Li Wenbin on the phone yesterday, and he personally admitted that it was true. Moreover, he said that Jiang Chen is very confident that he can cure me. However, Jiang Chen does not accept patients! The only chance now is the lucky draw during his live broadcast, which will give away a chance to see a doctor and receive treatment."

O'Neill's eyes widened. "If it's true, it's really incredible. I also suggest you try it. We have done everything we can for you!"

O'Neill is a world-renowned oncologist. Ten years ago, he was hired by Bowles to work in this private medical research institute that serves him alone. The institute invests more than one billion US dollars each year to conduct personal research on drugs to treat advanced cancer.

It did have some effect, but it only extended his life by a few years and still could not prevent the arrival of death.

According to estimates, Bowles has at most one year left, and the shortest may be only three months!

and so.

At this point, Bowles was willing to extend his life at all costs.

There was a knock on the door.

Powers' personal assistant walked in quickly, glanced at O'Neill, and whispered to Powers, "Sir, the plane to China is ready. It is equipped with the best medical equipment and your personal medicines. It can take off at any time."

Bowles said to O'Neill: "Dr. O'Neill, are you willing to go to Huaxia with me? Let's see if he has really defeated cancer cells!"

O'Neill nodded and said, "Of course, I'd like to go with you to witness it!"

Powers said to his assistant, "Now raise as much money as possible!"

The assistant nodded: "Okay, sir, how much do you need?"

Bowles said seriously: "The more the better. It would be best if we could raise more than $10 billion in cash."

O'Neal and his assistant were shocked when they heard what Bowles said.

Raising $10 billion?

The assistant said in shock: "Does it cost so much to get treatment?" Ten billion dollars?

Powers looked at the IV drip hanging on his body and the many sophisticated medical devices around him, and asked, "How much money have I spent on medical treatment in the past ten years?"

The two were silent.

O'Neal was even more ashamed.

In the past ten years, Bowles has spent tens of billions of dollars on this private medical institution alone, and has also sponsored other medical research institutions, spending a total of at least more than 15 billion dollars!

However, it only allowed Bowles to live a few more years, and it still cannot prevent the arrival of death.

If it were really possible to spend $10 billion to cure Bowles' illness.

They all felt that it was not too much!

Powers leaned against the hospital bed and said, "Besides, the news has spread! It's not just me who wants this treatment opportunity, many others want it!"

The assistant nodded gently and said, "Yes, sir, I heard that several wealthy and powerful people have sent people to contact Mr. Jiang, and offered up to $1 billion for treatment, but they were all rejected!"

Powers nodded. "He's not short of money, and he doesn't like fame and fortune! So it's very difficult to get him to treat him. This opportunity is rare, and I can't wait any longer. Mortgage half of my stocks to the bank to raise as much cash as possible. Put the remaining half of the stocks into a fund. If I die, the remaining half of the stocks will be enough for my family to live a good life."

"I'm using half of my assets to treat my illness. I guess that's not selfish, is it?"

The assistant immediately said, "Of course, sir, you are not selfish at all."

O'Neal also nodded and said: "Life is priceless."

They all knew that Bowles was very generous to them. O'Neal's annual salary exceeded tens of millions of dollars, and his assistants also earned millions of dollars a year.

They all hope that Bowles can continue to live in good health, and they all hope to continue working for such a generous boss.

Bowers: "Then go ahead and do it, and make an appointment with my lawyer, agent!"

The assistant immediately replied: "Okay, sir, I'll make an appointment for you right away..."

The assistant turned and left.

Bowles and O'Neal watched Jiang Chen singing attentively on the live screen and listened to his singing voice. Although they didn't understand what he was singing, they knew it should be nice.

They couldn't imagine that such a young man actually mastered the technology to treat cancer!
O'Neal was looking forward to it. If Jiang Chen could really do it and learn the techniques, he would become famous all over the world and make great contributions to the history of the world's medical field.

Powers murmured in a low voice: "I just want to live, that's all."

…………

Jiang Chen's singing voice continued to float in the live broadcast room.

Li Yumin and his deputy watched attentively without saying a word, enjoying this moment as their last time.

"It's a short road, with a few stops and starts, but it's also a few points of distance..."

"I don't know whether what I am caressing is a story or a mood..."

"Perhaps what we are looking forward to is nothing more than being an enemy of time..."

"Seeing you again, in the cool morning light, smiling so sweetly..."

"When I first came into contact with this world... I was fascinated by it..."

"Looking at the horizon as if it were right before my eyes... I would be willing to go through fire and water to walk through it again..."

"Now I am walking through this world, lingering in all kinds of ways..."

"Through the years, I have seen different faces... and suddenly I have seen your smile..."

"I was once obsessed with the vastness of the world... and also indulged in the dream talk in it..."

"Don't be too honest or too fake, don't struggle, don't be afraid of being laughed at..."

"I once turned my youth into her, and played the midsummer with my fingertips..."

"Let your heart take its course..."

"The evening breeze blows up the white hair on your temples... and smoothes out the scars left by memories..."

"In your eyes, there is a mixture of darkness and a smile that brings out the beauty of life..."

"The dusk covers your staggering steps...walking into the painting hidden at the bedside..."

"In the painting, you are talking with your head down..."

"I still marvel at the vastness of the world... and am intoxicated by the love words of childhood..."

"No more truth or falsehood, no more struggle, no more jokes..."

"I finally gave her my youth back, along with the summer that popped out of my fingertips..."

"Wherever the heart moves, it will go with the wind......"

"In the name of love..."

"Are you still willing...?"

Jiang Chen's singing is full of memories.

There were 160 million people online in the live broadcast room, but there were not many comments. Most of the audience were immersed in the artistic conception of Jiang Chen's singing.

Many people's memories buried deep in their hearts came to the surface and they couldn't help but shed tears.

Han Qing, Yan Ruyu, Wang Fei, Qin Xuerong and others all looked at Jiang Chen with some heartache. They felt that Jiang Chen had suffered too much hurt in the past, so the regretful mood in this song was so strong.

Each of them asked themselves in their hearts - why didn't they stay by Jiang Chen's side ten or even twenty years earlier? Let him have a perfect memory?

pity.

Nothing can be chosen.

Jiang Chen's singing gradually faded away, but the guitar in his hand continued to play.

It's like a memory that can never be recalled.

but……

Time will eventually end.

and so.

The sound of Jiang Chen's guitar also gradually stopped.

The barrage of comments in the live broadcast room also broke out instantly.

"Wow, I'm crying again."

“I don’t know how many people cried because of Jiang Chen’s singing.”

“Lao Jiang’s songs are heartfelt.”

"Lao Jiang, upload this song quickly."

"Old Jiang, are we going to draw the lottery?"

…………

Jiang Chen slowly put down the guitar and handed it to Han Qing, then said to the live studio: "This song is called The Wind Rises. I hope everyone's life will be smoother. I will leave for Beijing tomorrow. When I get there, I will record the song and upload it later. Don't worry!"

"Singing this song today is also a way of saying goodbye to everyone. I may not broadcast live in the future."

"Wait a minute, I will draw a prize in the live broadcast room. The winner can choose one of the two prizes I give..."

"Okay, now let Xiaoqingzi draw the lottery!"

After saying that, Jiang Chen returned to the sofa and continued reading.

Han Qing walked over and said, "Okay, everyone, now let's start the lottery..." (End of this chapter)