Chapter 144: Purely About Training
“Teacher Yu Wei, um, can I switch songs?”
Watching Qi Xi get brutally beaten by a novel native, the other little idols who wanted to lose the competition were truly panicking. They wanted to lose, but not like this…
Getting crushed by AI is just too embarrassing. It’s just a fake competition; leaving behind black history isn’t worth it.
Initially, they all thought to ride a wave of popularity and lose early, so their singing videos were basically just going through the motions, aiming straight for elimination.
Who would have thought Yu Wei would suddenly come up with this dirty tactic? Losing to other stars is fine, but losing to AI would make them explode.
This move is too ruthless, just like Yu Wei whipping them from behind. If they keep slacking off, they’ll really make a huge fool of themselves…
Switch songs, must switch songs. With the videos they sent before, they’ll definitely get crushed by Yu Wei’s AI. This “Bubble” is too scary.
Even Qi Xi’s vote manipulation couldn’t catch up to the data. This is the first new song from “Enthusiastic Praise Top Streamer”; its popularity is imaginable.
Plus, Yu Wei is currently at the center of the storm, so his new songs are basically watched by everyone. Once released, they go viral, and with the AI gimmick, even more so.
Top producer + AI singer, few people would dare say they can beat it.
They’re mainly switching videos to lose more gracefully, not get pulled too far ahead in the gap, and also to test Yu Wei’s tone… no other natives, right?
Even if there are, don’t match them with us. AI singer is too scary.
It’s not that the AI’s strength is that great, but losing to it is pure humiliation, and winning has no gold content—it’s a proper singer quality inspector.
These good-for-nothings fear quality inspectors the most.
“Of course you can!”
As the event organizer, Yu Wei aims for affability. Switching videos is great; the competition needs to heat up to be exciting.
As long as they don’t mind the hassle, since Yu Wei just needs to swap the source…
Qi Xi is doomed anyway; his voting time is already more than half over, so he definitely can’t switch songs. Can’t have a rematch, right?
Yu Wei felt like he went a bit too hard, using “Bubble” to beat a layman little idol is somewhat bullying.
Mainly, he wasn’t clear on the AI’s exact standard, so he picked a high-level song, and the AI didn’t drop the ball, directly piercing the opponent.
Didn’t control the firepower well—why use an ox cleaver to kill a chicken? Feels like a netizen song would suffice next time; if asked, just say it’s a discarded draft.
This match has already surpassed Shen Yutong and Meng Lei’s match, breaking the competition’s vote gap record.
Qi Xi originally wanted to struggle a bit more and brush some votes, but after seeing the over three hundred thousand gap, he gave up…
He vaguely had a premonition that he probably wouldn’t be the only one corrupted by AI. Might as well lose face now; if enough people lose face, everyone will forget.
Qi Xi even hoped this virtual character could win the championship. Then, rounding it off, he’d have lost to the champion—is that embarrassing?
Actually, most netizens are watching for the fun, and few are truly mocking him. After all, the song “Bubble” is indeed top-tier. The AI just didn’t perform perfectly but didn’t drop the chain either.
Losing is too normal; feels like many professional singers wouldn’t necessarily win, especially with the advantage of a new song debut.
After the Chen Ping incident, Yu Wei’s popularity is on another level. Though no clear metrics, he obviously now has a seat at the table.
His new song is surrounded by watchers; under these circumstances, beating “Bubble” would be ghostly.
Lots of big shots came to join the fun this time, even several veteran artists who’ve been famous for ages, clearly shaken out by Yu Wei’s warning shot.
“Li Bing Wen: Technically very chewy. This little girl isn’t simple—vocal range from E3 to E5, a full two octaves, mid-to-upper level among Mandarin pop female singers.
Most impressive is her strong enunciation in the golden A4-D5 range. Though lacking emotion, that final E5 high note breakthrough gave me chills.”
Little girl, huh?
If Yu Wei didn’t know this one’s age, he’d think he’s a netizen. Doesn’t even know about AI—shows how old he is.
But to say he’s senile? This one’s ears are sharp; even at seventy or eighty, he can pick out the vocal range…
The song’s template was sung by Yu Wei, the AI model tuned by Yu Wei—rounding it off, it’s praising him too.
“Ye Sheng Yu: The arrangement is very creative too. The opening melody is as gentle as a bubble’s birth, gradually rising with the song, then suddenly dropping at the chorus, perfectly simulating the moment a bubble bursts.
This melody design fits the lyrics content perfectly. Didn’t expect to hear such a mature work from a young singer decades later—truly comforted.”
A group of veteran artists came for team building. One posts, another forwards with their own comment, like a chain.
“Gong Yi Rou: As a lyricist, I most appreciate this song’s emotional authenticity and philosophy. The lyrics use ‘bubble’ and ‘fireworks’ imagery to precisely symbolize the initial brilliance and brevity of love.
‘All your promises are too fragile, and your silhouette, blame me for not seeing through’—these lines are brilliantly written, revealing how people in love are blinded by surface promises, ignoring the other’s true character.”
Logically, Chen Ping’s 1980 timeline change should mean many veteran artists are still around, but Yu Wei doesn’t seem to recognize many.
Probably the entertainment industry was turned upside down by Chen Ping, so many big shots’ life trajectories were disrupted, blending into the crowd.
The entertainment industry is like the web novel circle in one way: those who copy me thrive, those who imitate me die. These current famous figures must be the ones who copied Chen Ping most closely.
Following others makes you outdated; only forging your own path leads to truth. Doing art in others’ shadows—how could they surpass him…
Seen this way, Chen Ping doesn’t seem like a so-called leader; he’s more like the evil force in the entertainment industry.
Though he drove entertainment development short-term, long-term it’s become a shackle. Sometimes leading too far ahead is forcing growth.
This might not be his intent, but that’s the situation.
It’s like he opened a quick-success class; everyone followed and scores soared initially, but when it came to higher exams, the foundation wasn’t solid…
Thus, the literary works Yu Wei brings from Earth, unaffected by him, become the only variable.
“Got it, time to suicide and control the variables.”
Yu Wei was just idly thinking; he’s not chuunibyou enough to think he can spark a renaissance. Life is life’s only main storyline—no need to overthink.
He doesn’t think that way, but plenty of people do now.
Yu Wei adding novel characters to the competition is clearly urging the contestants!
This kind of thing is hard to pull off in reality—not only involves colleagues but capital too, easy to offend people. No matter how big a star, they can’t point fingers at others.
That’s why entertainment industry bigwigs are always in “sweep snow from your own doorstep, don’t mind the frost on others’ roofs” mode—dead friends but not poor Taoists.
But in netizens’ eyes, Yu Wei is different. He has a sense of responsibility for the world, very creative, directly writing this entertainment novel to gradually encompass the entertainment industry.
Things reality can’t say, novels can. Things reality can’t do, novels can too.
Inconvenient to urge artists? Write them into the novel and make them compete. Don’t work hard? Wait to be group-mocked…
For these artists, Yu Wei’s move is ruthless, but for the audience, stars competing is absolutely good.
Earning lots of money is one thing, but at least have real talent and skill. Good-for-nothings without strength need harsh whipping.
Yu Wei is straight-up training domestic entertainment in his novel! No talent, no virtue? Go talk to my entertainment novel!
Gradually, everyone seems to understand why he writes entertainment novels. Training domestic entertainment only happens in entertainment novels; hard in reality.
But Yu Wei insists on using fake to satirize real, then fake to disrupt real, using a fake novel to train a real entertainment golden age…
The crowd is scalp-numbed by Yu Wei’s seamless operation show. This novel of his is absolutely aimed at subverting the entertainment industry.
Because he’s kind!
“I have a question. That Deng Shi in your novel is so strong… how did she drop to the quarantine zone?”
Qi Luo An couldn’t figure it out. By plot logic, losers come to the revival match. With Deng Shi’s “Bubble” blowing up like that, how did she lose the first round?
“Don’t worry about web novel stuff.”
This is an angle Yu Wei hadn’t considered. Web novels are whatever; plot needs her, so she appears. No such character last round.
“Write more, and you’ll get it.”
Statement heavy on veteran flavor…
Qi Luo An’s book has been really hot lately. Since “Malice” came out, readers have fully treated her as Yu Wei’s alter ego.
Creating works then truly recreating them—you are?
Only Yu Wei could pull this off. After all, he released “Malice”—coincidence?
Then “Flop Data”‘s book review section turned into readers inferring the plot, guessing case follow-ups—a must for suspense novels.
Chatting this directly in “Malice” risks spoiling new readers; discussing in Qi Luo An’s book is perfect, since the plot there covers this part too.
Then Qi Luo An learned plagiarism…
Readers propose guesses for story follow-ups—interesting, write it in. Readers spot hidden foreshadowing—makes sense, plagiarize it.
“How long have you been writing? Didn’t learn the good stuff, but mastered plagiarizing book reviews to pad word count quick.”
Yu Wei was shocked seeing it. Is this web authors’ natural professional habit?
Problem is, she’s the one plagiarizing book reviews, but readers complain about him—everyone thinks he wrote the book.
“Didn’t want to plagiarize book reviews originally, but everyone’s ideas are too good—vivid, imagery, memes. Not writing them in would be wasteful.”
Entertainment novels need to write mass comments and feedback anyway. Self-made NPC comments can’t match real netizen comments’ liveliness.
Makes plot more interesting and interacts with readers—what’s not to love?
This is true; Yu Wei occasionally plagiarizes too…
“So what are you writing for your next book? I’ve already padded ‘Malice’ plot by over twenty chapters, can’t spoil, really nothing left to write.”
In plagiarist novels, writing one work too long gets readers greeting your family. Lucky everyone’s chasing Yu Wei; few focus on Qi Luo An’s book, or Old Qi and Xiao Chen would be in danger.
Forcing it without spoilers is rude if continued.
“I’ll think more, tell you when I have it.”
Yu Wei originally planned to think while chatting, but Sister Liu called, so he had to shelve the novel for now.
Liu Ning briefly explained recent situations. Because it involves Chen Ping, many media want to interview him.
Besides, many programs invite him as guest performer. Saying guest, but really want to pry Chen Ping info from Yu Wei on air…
“Company’s stance is best not to accept. Involves competing with seniors—how to answer is inappropriate. Best method is avoid talking.”
Yu Wei agrees; his style is always do your own thing.
Trash-talking is pointless. In the star business, plenty of cases of trouble from the mouth—say more, err more.
“Company wants to refuse them citing your trip next week to Louvain International Film Festival. What do you think?”
Luwen Award—almost forgot about that.
Winning an award is probably impossible, but dodging the storm seems good.
Lately, too many eyes on him—perfect to see the world, gain experience, travel…
Keep updating novel, keep competing.
“What does the Music Blind Box program team say?”
“We’ve talked to Director Cheng. If you want to go, they’ll definitely let you rest a bit.”
Program team is accommodating. Meng Han missed before, and this storm started from the program—reasonably, they’ll let you go.
Yu Wei thought his lucky number was 7; didn’t expect to miss the seventh episode.
“Alright then. I’ll have the company arrange a translator for you. Heard they use Dutch and French there.”
“Foreign language?”
You asked the right person.
