Gamer Superstar - Chapter 100 [Bonus ] 100 - Tempting proposition

Chapter 100 [Bonus ] 100 – Tempting proposition

After helping Ethan and Liv with their instruments, I went to rest before my daily routine of practicing and training.

The feeling between sleeping in my own bed and sleeping in a motel bed is completely different.

I only woke up for the show because Selena arrived at my house and came into my room to wake me up.

It’s not even like I was that tired, because I had the system that didn’t keep my body physically tired, but sleeping in my bed was much more relaxing than sleeping outside.

Selena was immaculate as always, as if she had just left a luxury spa and slept in her bed without a problem tonight.

Fortunately, Jason arrived just as tired as I was, which made me feel less guilty about thinking I was the only one who was that tired.FiNd 𝒖pd𝒂tes on n(𝒐)/v𝒆l𝒃𝒊n(.)c𝒐m

Despite the tiredness, we still recorded this vlog as usual, and tonight’s show managed to be even better than the other nights’ shows, as the number of people who knew me grew more and more every night.

It was very difficult to get the public to know me at first, but now that I was performing frequently in these bars, it was inevitable that people would get to know me, and with the quality of my music, the vast majority liked me and were waiting to see my show.

“Kid, if you keep this up, I’m going to have to put you on last…” A bar manager sighed as he handed me the $400 for this gig.

“Isn’t that nice? You’re paying $400 for a rank E artist to make your bar fuller and livelier than the artists you’re paying $500 for.” I laughed as I took the money he handed me.

“Yeah, the problem is with how fast you’re growing, it’s obvious you’re going to rise to D rank quickly, how can I keep paying you $400 there?” He laughed as he sighed and said goodbye to me.

I just laughed and handed the money to Selena, who kept the physical bills and then transferred the money to me via the banking app on her phone.

“How I hate dealing with people like that…” She sighed as she put the money away.

“Yeah, I get really uncomfortable with people like that…” I replied with a sigh.

Selena’s anger was that because she was a woman, this manager often ignored her and just handed the money to me.

“I’ve been performing here so late, did you get a bar for me to be the last singer?” I asked in surprise as I looked at her.

It was already 10 p.m. and that had been my first show of the night; according to Selena I still had one more show to do.

“No, you’ll be the penultimate singer.” She explained. “But no D Rank singer will be singing after you.”

Hearing that, my eyes and Jason’s lit up. “There will be a C-rank singer singing after me?”

Laughing at our reaction, Selena nodded. “Yes, it’s a special night at the Mid-Drink Bar, tonight they’ve hired a C Rank singer to try and boost the bar’s reputation. Since your name is already known among the bars in town, they contacted me to ask you to be the last singer of the night before the C-rank artist.”

When I heard that, my eyes lit up. “And they paid more?”

Smiling, Selena nodded and held up seven fingers. “As the last D-rank performer, they offered $700 for your hour.”

Hearing that, my eyes lit up, not so much because of the money, but because the money was a way to show how much they valued me, and that even if they had to pay more, they still wanted me to sing in their bar.

The extra $300 was no big deal to me considering how much I was already making from my MeTube channel, but knowing that they were willing to pay me $300 to sing BlackVelvet there tonight was something worth celebrating.

While an E-ranked artist would make $200 to $400 at bar gigs, D-ranked artists would make $400 to $800.

This rank system was a great excuse for bar owners to pay less to artists like me, who despite being E Rank, was still better and made more sales than D Rank artists, but the fact that he was willing to pay me $700 was already a great sign.

For C-rank artists, Selena told me that the average they received for bar gigs was between $1,000 and $4,000 per show, but C-rank artists could now stop doing bar gigs and focus on doing solo shows, which brought in much more money.

If an artist was able to sell $20 tickets in one night to close a bar for him, he would only need 200 people to get the $4,000 that a high C rank artist got, not to mention that for someone that big, it is not difficult to close a venue that holds 500 to 1,000 people, so it would be $10,000 to $20,000 in just one night and one venue, without having to share a stage with other artists and getting attention just for himself.

B-rank artists got even more of an audience, which meant even more money.

Not to mention A or S Rank artists who were potentially making millions from every show they did.

That’s why it was so easy to see big artists driving million dollar cars, buying private jets costing tens to hundreds of millions of dollars, mansions worth tens of millions of dollars.

Making money for them was as easy as saying a few words, not to mention the big festivals with tens of thousands of tickets that these artists were invited to sing at, all of which generated so much money that I got dizzy just thinking about it.

When I came back to reality, we arrived at the bar where I was going to perform.

Even from the outside you could see how crowded the place was.

Even though I hadn’t played here before, I could tell that the place was much fuller because the line to get in was gigantic, not to mention the view from inside the place, which showed that there were several hundred people inside.

Shaking my head, I picked up my guitar case and walked into the bar with Selena and Jason.