Chapter 106: Superb Buffalo Voice
What Yu Wei didn’t expect was that on the day of the performance segment recording for the fourth episode of Music Blind Box, Meng Han actually still came.
However, he didn’t appear as a guest, but sat in the first row of the audience seats, looking in pretty good state, probably his body had almost recovered too.
Before the program recording started, the host didn’t forget to interact with him, asking him to comment on the upcoming four groups of performances from a senior’s angle.
“Comment on what? Isn’t Yu Wei more authoritative than me now?”
People often see more things when they stop, and these past few days Meng Han took advantage of the rest to study Yu Wei a bit, then discovered many new things that left him in awe.
Of course it wasn’t the AI’s Invisible Wings; he had seen that too, and it took him two extra days of rest after watching to recover…
He discovered that Yu Wei’s creative process was actually more like following a process than creating something from nothing—shooting the arrow first and then painting the target.
None of his works appeared before his novel plot, and of course there’s nothing wrong with that in itself; it just proves that Yu Wei’s creation has a certain path dependency.
Many people have noticed this, but Meng Han thought further: let’s boldly hypothesize—if Yu Wei didn’t write his works into the novel in advance, could he still write new songs?
He thought not necessarily!
People’s creative processes always involve certain habits, just like some people like to drink a cup of hot milk before writing things—if he doesn’t drink that cup of hot milk, he’ll get irritable and unable to get into state.
Meng Han felt that the novel was Yu Wei’s hot milk; he had read Yu Wei’s listing speech, which stated it clearly.
If everyone stops reading his books, he’ll have talent exhausted—maybe this isn’t a joke…
These past few days Meng Han was under too much pressure and consulted a psychologist friend, who made an assumption after hearing about Yu Wei’s situation that sent chills down his spine.
“Yu… this friend of yours must write works into the novel before he can create; I think this may not just be a path dependency, but a form of thought avoidance driven by the Zeigarnik effect.”
“Based on the current state of your friend that you’ve described, I have reason to suspect that the novel is merely his psychological suggestion and self-escape for the act of creation.”
“Possibly your friend inherently possesses extremely strong creative talent, but he doesn’t believe it himself—maybe because of long-term frustration and unsuccess, or maybe for other reasons.”
“In short, he doesn’t believe he has the ability to create, but subconsciously strips the act of creation out and puts it into the novel, achieving a self-deception that he obtains works from the book.”
“Just like a drowning person clinging to a piece of driftwood to swim ashore, only to find the wood is just his own sleeve—he needs to deceive himself to unleash his potential.”
Meng Han originally didn’t believe it—after all, psychology people like overinterpreting—but upon careful thought, Yu Wei’s performance and experiences did match this speculation.
Many in the entertainment industry don’t even have one original and treat covers as representative works yet act all arrogant; with so many representative works, anyone else would have gone mad with arrogance long ago.
Is it possible that Yu Wei was very talented before, but always buried with his Dao Heart shattered, which led him to escape reality and write books?
This could also explain why he values his novel so much—not only keeping daily updates but desperately seeking data; could it be that this book really is part of his self?
This is indeed hard to convince people of, but compared to him having some cheat frame popping out songs, Meng Han still preferred to believe in the mysteries of the human brain.
The human brain is inherently a treasure trove; perhaps Yu Wei had excavated a part of it, but that also trapped him in a spiral of self-doubt.
Looking again at Yu Wei, who was full of vigor in the guest seats, Meng Han could already calmly accept his failure from the previous episode.
This kid hasn’t had it easy…
“Why does it feel chilly.”
Yu Wei inexplicably felt a chill on his back—the broadcast hall wasn’t cold; did Kayako crawl on his back?
As soon as he spoke, Su Jian next to him immediately started taking off his own jacket; when it came to being a little brother, his perceptiveness was unmatched.
“Not to that extent.”
This was a bit over the top—wanting to put clothes on someone as soon as they say they’re cold? What overbearing CEO.
Today’s program recording prep time was very long, so they also had the chance to sit in the guest seats and chat idly.
As for the reason, of course it was because the fixed camera positions dismantled from the last recording now had to be reinstalled for this one.
“Yu Wei, another new song this episode?”
Su Xinnan, who had been sitting for a while, stood up to stretch; actually, in her view, Yu Wei didn’t need to go so hard this episode.
The first episode was to make a name, the second episode’s song he wrote was to compete with his own work, and the third was an implicit competition with Teacher Meng Han.
For this fourth episode, the few guests clearly weren’t his opponents, and the two newcomers who came posed no threat to him either; using an original was a bit of overkill…
God-tier stages come from clashes between the strong; using a rout game would be a waste too.
“Yes, I only know this.”
Su Xinnan was slightly stunned upon hearing this—what did “only know original” mean? Maybe his creative inspiration really was too abundant.
“Looking forward to your song.”
Who said Yu Wei had no opponent this time? This time his opponent was himself.
Fang Ze actually had some skills, but singing Ling Hua’s part was still too difficult—that was Ling Hua; how could it be casually replicated?
But Yu Wei accepted it; after all, if you asked him to pick a more suitable one, he couldn’t either. As for whether this song could be sung well, he could only say to do his best and leave no regrets.
Life isn’t an entertainment novel—how could there be god-tier performances every time…
Civilian contestants’ levels are inherently uneven; wanting perfect performance every episode is obviously impossible.
“The program recording can begin.”
The host got into state quickly and soon handled the crowd control; after simply livening up the atmosphere, they formally entered the interview segment.
This episode Yu Wei didn’t use the formula; he seriously talked about tour guide work and didn’t forget to wish Fang Ze and his girlfriend a lifetime together.
If he didn’t congratulate her now, there would be no chance after she finished singing. He really didn’t want to trick the reader. Would Fang Ze believe it…
In the performance segment, Yu Wei was the second group today, right after the group of Shen Yutong and Fang Ze’s girlfriend.
Coincidentally, he also wanted to see what level this Rookie King from two years ago was at, and whether she was as amazing as the marketing accounts hyped.
Of course, there were plenty of marketing accounts hyping him too.
The stage suddenly dimmed, leaving only a beam of clear cold moonlight pouring down from the dome. In the misty fog, two silhouettes in ancient costumes gradually appeared.
Ancient Style Song?
As ancient style NPCs at the scenic area, nothing was more suitable for their stage than an Ancient Style Song.
However, Ancient Style Songs had been a heavily overexploited trend by internet celebrities in recent years. It was unknown if Shen Yutong could pick one of higher quality.
Shen Yutong wore a three-layer stacked outfit in the color of glaze, with a plain silk chest wrap revealing dark silver twining branch patterns. A strand of loose hair fell behind her ear, just like a lady from Bianjing stepping out of a Song dynasty painting.
“Frost and snow rolled up in the gauze curtain.”
When she parted her lips, her voice line was like silk soaked in a cold pool, with a gritty texture in the low notes, carrying the wind from across a thousand years.
This singing skill was amazing. Not intentionally stepping on others, but Qi Luo An’s current half-baked standard compared to her was just roadside-level…
The song Shen Yutong chose was called “Palace Towers.” It wasn’t a recent Ancient Style Song, but a theme song from a TVB film and television drama around the millennium, when the concept of Ancient Style Song didn’t even exist yet.
However, the civilian contestant soon dragged her down. When singing “when the night raid assaults the sun,” there was an obvious mistake, her voice trembling so much that Yu Wei could hear it clearly from far away.
Fang Ze’s little girlfriend was both unskilled and loves to play. She actively called Fang Ze to register, but her singing skill wasn’t even as good as Fang Ze’s.
Shen Yutong on stage showed no reaction, just singing her part wholeheartedly. As the chorus suddenly arrived, she slightly gathered her strength, and her high note burst like a silver vase shattering straight into the clouds.
“Glazed tiles for bones and jade for tiles, the setting sun in the ashes still shines on the old walls.”
The ending note suddenly dropped sharply, hoarse like drifting ashes, directly causing the on-site audience to boil over.
This singing skill was three Qi Yuan away from Tong Yulu. It wasn’t without reason that she could be called the music Rookie King.
Of course, recently this title had been snatched by him…
Even though she hadn’t been on a variety show for two years, she still announced her return with this song. After settling down, she was terrifyingly strong. Even with someone dragging her back, it was hard to hide her powerful strength.
Of course, it could also be the beauty of contrast.
When it was finally Yu Wei’s group’s turn, Fang Ze was completely wilted. It was unknown if it was due to nervousness or too much pressure, but he looked deadly serious.
“Don’t be nervous, sing well.”
“I’m not nervous, I’m holding back laughter. Wenwen sang too funny.”
Mocking his girlfriend, huh, this kid…
Yu Wei now understood. So the program was also part of the young couple play?
“If you don’t sing well later, she’ll mock you the same way!”
The dense crowd below the stage buzzed like a restless sea. Sweat beaded in Fang Ze’s palms, and he subconsciously felt stage fright.
But the stage gave him no chance to adjust. The lights suddenly brightened, the drum beats thundered like lightning, and Yu Wei stepped forward, beginning the chant of the song.
This part was originally Ling Hua’s work, but Fang Ze, as a music enthusiast, obviously couldn’t do this technique. During practice singing, he tried a few times, and each time his “ah” sounded like a water buffalo.
Better not to force the super water buffalo voice…
“Map of Mountains and Rivers” had been completely mastered by Yu Wei, so this chant part was naturally no problem for him. Everyone only heard his voice with extreme penetration, seeming to carry a sense of the vast grassland.
How was this achieved? Wasn’t Yu Wei just an ordinary Central Plains person? How could he sing out this feeling?
Actually, the original singer Ling Hua’s exotic style was more obvious. Yu Wei’s could only be considered a clumsy imitation, but he also added some of his own understanding.
Although the audience was somewhat unable to understand, what could be confirmed was that Yu Wei had another new song they’d never heard. Coming today was the right choice.
The Music Blind Box program team hadn’t expected that because Yu Wei did originals every episode, the on-site tickets were like concert tickets—high demand but no supply.
Unfortunately, the broadcast hall audience seats could only fit a little over three hundred people, incomparable to a formal concert. Otherwise, it would be an extra revenue stream.
They were considering doing something big…
After the jaw-dropping chant ended, they thought it was the civilian contestant’s turn next. But after Yu Wei, it was still Yu Wei.
However, that was the chant just now. Next was the rap.
