Chapter 91: I Voluntarily Become An Npc
“The program’s third episode will have big action, stock up on more manuscripts.”
When he saw Director Cheng Xu’s message, Yu Wei was a bit surprised. Normally, the program team had no need to notify artists in advance to prepare work, so obviously they had considered his special situation.
The program team was afraid he would break updates…
Yu Wei’s novel wasn’t ordinarily popular. If he broke updates because of recording the variety show, wouldn’t netizens think their program was abusing guests?
What big action could affect his updates?
He could stock up on drafts in advance, but he had to make time for what specific song to write, since he couldn’t know what kind of blind box he would draw.
It was good that he had recently been writing the live broadcast instance, which didn’t require involving prior plot for songs. He could just leave a pit spot for fitting in.
Impromptu creation didn’t need any buildup; it was done as assumed.
Before the program recording started, Yu Wei had just stocked up three chapters. Logically, that should be enough. For a music variety show, how much could they torment people?
He was also curious who the guest performer for this episode would be. When he arrived at the broadcast hall, the one sitting there was surprisingly Tong Yulu.
“Why are you still here?”
“The way you say that, it’s normal for a guest performer to stay for two or three episodes.” Tong Yulu clearly heard a bit of disdain in Yu Wei’s tone.
Sigh, their relationship had cooled…
This was true. Guest performers excelled in flexibility. Yu Wei had even seen ones who only recorded half an episode before leaving—not just flying in, but crashing too.
“Nice, you even discovered such an abstract track as paper sexuality.”
“What the hell is paper sexuality!”
What Tong Yulu referred to was obviously the abstract CP between Yu Wei and his protagonist. Paper sexuality meant being obsessed with virtual characters; his situation didn’t count as paper sexuality at all.
“How about this: just assign me any novel role. No need to even change the name…”
Tong Yulu had clearly taken netizens’ words to heart. Yu Wei’s novel really had potential. If she could appear in it and get familiar, she might just blow up.
No real people had appeared in this novel yet. She really wanted to be the first to eat the crab.
“You think this is a Chinese entertainment novel?”
If he really wrote her in, wouldn’t her fans come to the novel for team building…
Eh? That wasn’t actually impossible.
“Seeing yourself appear in the novel would be so fun.”
Tong Yulu still didn’t want to give up. Their girl group would disband in half a year. Someone like her with no works and no background would inevitably fade into the crowd.
If she could be written into the novel, and with luck get more screen time, netizens seeing a same-name role would think of her—how great.
Even if it didn’t bring traffic, at least there’d be no negative effects, right?
She, Tong Yulu, was willing to become an NPC!
“You’re serious?”
Seeing her so earnest, Yu Wei actually wanted to try it for a moment. Extras’ names were written casually anyway; putting a real star in would definitely get more comments.
“Of course. Even if you write me as a brainless villain, it’s fine—the more vicious, the better.” Tong Yulu paused, then explained with a smiling face: “Only bad enough makes it memorable.”
She’s got guts…
Yu Wei had to think carefully. It was his first time writing a real person, so what kind of villain should he design?
He couldn’t just start by targeting the protagonist right away—that would be too small fry. Such a villain was just stupid, not bad enough.
While Yu Wei was racking his brains for new plot, Su Xinnan and Meng Han arrived at the broadcast hall one after another.
“A man’s separation of three days requires renewed respect.” The phrase might be flattery for others, but it fit Yu Wei perfectly.
These past few days, Yu Wei’s rate of stirring things up was faster than their internet speed. Middle-aged people were already slow to catch trends; now they were completely left behind…
Su Xinnan was okay, but Meng Han’s eyes turned green looking at him. What the hell was Blue Lotus? Why did it beat his Smog? These days, he couldn’t figure it out no matter what.
He had reread the chapters before the finals multiple times but found zero useful information.
“Dare to bring out that song this episode?”
Meng Han’s words were no longer a hint but a direct statement. If conditions were right this episode, he had to compete with Yu Wei.
“That depends on the blind box.”
Songs weren’t sung casually. Something as explosive as rock music might not fit every theme; forcing it wouldn’t work.
After the program recording officially began, Yu Wei started to understand the so-called big action. The five blind box keywords for this episode’s style were highly unified—all idioms.
“Dragon Emerging from Sea,” “Swift as Lightning,” “Hundred Paces Through the Willow,” “Light as a Swallow.” As expected, this episode’s program had a fixed theme, no longer unrelated civilians.
Yu Wei casually picked Swift as Lightning. Web novel authors always had some obsession with fast…
Then the four contestants unmasked one by one: corresponding to swimming, running, archery, and gymnastics athletes. Standing there, their aura was overwhelming.
So he had picked a long-distance runner?
Yu Wei was really panicking now. What web novel authors lacked most was exercise. Making him experience an athlete’s daily life would make him explode on the spot.
No wonder the program team told him to stock drafts. Training with these fierce people for a day, where would he get the energy to write…
Three chapters of drafts were still too few.
Among the four, Meng Han was definitely the luckiest, drawing Hundred Paces Through the Willow archery.
Though athletes’ training loads were never light, archery was relatively easier. Yu Wei’s long-distance running and Su Xinnan’s swimming should be the most exhausting.
But Meng Han didn’t seem too happy either. What he wanted was a chance to compete with Yu Wei, and archery obviously couldn’t connect to Smog.
“Teacher Yu Wei, I’m your fan!”
The long-distance runner was named Xing Chao. His pair of legs looked exceptionally toned—slim and solid, visibly full of stamina.
“No, no.” Yu Wei was already feeling weak, but he still probed: “What’s your daily training volume like?”
“Weekly mileage 75-85 kilometers, plus some daily strength and flexibility training.”
Xing Chao grinned happily, showing his teeth. He had only recently become a new fan of Yu Wei, with no “old grudges,” so he wouldn’t target anyone.
Normal training was still necessary, or it wouldn’t count as experiencing life.
“Wait for me, I’ll go write some words.”
“In such a hurry to write new plot?”
They said Teacher Yu Wei especially loved writing, but he didn’t expect his passion for web novels to reach this level, not even letting gaps in this kind of program slide…
“No, I’m writing an obituary in advance.”
“Teacher Yu, no need, no need.”
The nearby staff were amused by him. It was just filming the program; they wouldn’t take it too seriously. It wasn’t Blue Lotus TV after all.
The other three guests’ situations weren’t much better. The first two episodes were all laughs, but this one was clearly ramping up the intensity.
Good news was, this episode’s filming would be unified at the sports base. The four of them at least had company.
“Great Musician, what song are you planning to write this time?”
Gymnastics emphasized technique more than physical strength, so Tong Yulu still had the mood to joke. The program was only filming these few days; she definitely couldn’t learn much technique, but the physical training was real.
“Surviving this time is enough.”
Songs with running elements were plentiful, lots of choice space. As for which specific song, it depended on whether Xing Chao showed him mercy.
If this kid didn’t act human, he’d definitely pick a brutal one—had to leave some black history for him on stage.
“No problem, Big Long-Distance Runner. Run one less kilometer, and I’ll add an extra update. Your readers will definitely agree.”
“He’s human?”
Looking at the smirking Tong Yulu, Yu Wei decided to give her a scheming green tea image. Sure enough, entertainment novels couldn’t lack an ex-girlfriend.
He really had to arrange a brutal husband-chasing crematorium for her.
He thought Tong Yulu would hesitate, but she loved Yu Wei’s idea—ex-girlfriend was great, could appear repeatedly.
“Can you first arrange a plot where she kneels and begs the protagonist to turn back?”
“?”
Yu Wei felt she didn’t want fame; she was just a pervert.
