Chapter 15: Gratitude For Nature’s Gifts
Among the four mentors of Voice of Dreams, Teacher Han is known for his emotional commentary and extremely high music professionalism, once tearing up over a contestant’s story, and he also has the best audience affinity.
Sect Leader Huang focuses on the “cute” style, not from a music conservatory background, but his interactive complaints with Teacher Han have many highlights.
Teacher Wang is good at adjusting the on-site atmosphere, balancing the serious or emotional moments of other mentors, and understands human relationships the most.
In comparison, the newcomer Wei Yu is quite sharp-tongued, scoring very objectively even harshly, showing no mercy at all.
This episode, he came to replace Teacher Li.
Writing to this point, Yu Wei sighed, his fingers flying over the keyboard also paused accordingly; this Teacher Li was already gone…
After finishing the new chapter, Yu Wei still casually picked a few novels to recommend, after all, he is also a failure, very aware of that agonizing struggle.
If he can help, he should lend a hand; life has no protagonist, everyone is an NPC.
Because he plagiarized “Heart Wall” in advance, Yu Wei happily earned the title of “entertainment prophet” and successfully gained some fame in the web novel industry.
His book also successfully broke a thousand collections thanks to this, and follow-up reads rose to two hundred in one go.
The data isn’t high, but among new books with thirty thousand words in the same period, his start already stands out from the crowd.
This gave Yu Wei considerable confidence in the data expectations for his next work; as long as he gets another song, he can lie flat next month…
Entertainment novels have a very abstract concept of time; some protagonists directly produce one song every three days and one script every five days, somewhat ignoring objective rules.
No matter how talented, people aren’t music making machines; netizens would probably get aesthetic fatigue from new songs every day.
Yu Wei doesn’t want to make it too exaggerated, trying to release a work each month to show his face, as long as he doesn’t fade from public vision…
“Time to go to work.”
He still has to go to the company to record the song today; the stage performance was just a cappella, and to go on sale on a music platform, he still needs a formal version.
On the road, Yu Wei took a moment to glance at Weibo; his fans increased by several hundred thousand, and the data is still growing continuously.
It seems like he gained a lot of fans, but it’s not even a fraction of a traffic star’s.
To put it this way, Qi Yuan has nine million fans, breaking ten million is just a matter of time; among his former teammates, the one with the fewest fans has over three million…
In comparison, Yu Wei’s fans are indeed not many, but he believes his data is more real; so many active users, it would be a pity not to read books and vote.
He was muttering to himself when he happened to run into Qi Yuan coming out of the company entrance, with his agent Wu Qi following beside him, clearly going out to handle something.
“Little Yu is here.”
Yu Wei was startled by Wu Qi’s friendly greeting; before, let alone greetings, this ace agent would always give him side-eye.
When he and Qi Yuan had a good relationship before, she didn’t skimp on badmouthing him.
Qi Yuan saw him but frowned, with a hesitant appearance as if wanting to say something but stopping; after hesitating for a while, he just gave a simple greeting.
Although he didn’t want to admit it, Qi Yuan had to face reality: he and Yu Wei were no longer on the same track…
Don’t look at his current higher popularity; years later, people won’t remember fleeting male idols, but will still listen to Yu Wei’s songs.
That’s the difference.
Whether a star has a representative work they can show off is like whether a professional player has a champion; no matter how much fans hype, honor can’t be faked.
This is also the reason for agent Wu Qi’s big change in attitude toward Yu Wei; it’s very necessary to maintain a good relationship with a singer-songwriter, after all, champions can also be lied flat on.
Yu Wei is well aware of this; good works are always a big killer in the entertainment industry—this thing isn’t as exaggerated as in novels, but having it versus not makes a huge difference.
The breakthrough from 0 to 1 is the hardest; many traffic stars are stuck at this step…
Sure enough, Wu Qi still didn’t want to miss this connection, probing: “Little Yu, this song of yours is really good, I’m almost your fan; when are you releasing a new song?”
Yu Wei had seen this tone before; when he was little and went to a classmate’s house to play, the other’s parent would say, “You study so well, teach our Jiahao sometime when you have time…”
Want to freeload via connections, huh?
“It’s not that easy to write; I’ll settle down for four years first.”
Yu Wei’s response was casual; one sentence about settling down for four years successfully stunned both of them—who has several four years in life?
His words seemed to clearly indicate that any excellent work doesn’t come easy; it’s not something you can freeload just because you want to.
Wu Qi, hearing this, no longer felt embarrassed to bring it up; thinking back on these four years, she had never taken Yu Wei seriously, so saying this now really seemed a bit shameless.
To Qi Yuan, these words had another flavor: four years, yeah, Yu Wei had settled down for so long to achieve overnight success—what right did he have to feel unbalanced?
Looking at himself again, either doing variety shows or filming costume idol dramas, schedule packed full, yet unable to spare a day to improve himself.
Impatient!
He was inferior to Yu Wei precisely because he was too impatient!
Qi Yuan was silent for a long time, seemingly enlightened.
“Sister Wu, cancel that variety show invitation.”
“What did you say? Isn’t it all set?”
“Cancel it.”
Qi Yuan looked in the direction Yu Wei left, his gaze becoming more determined; only such a person is worthy to be his opponent.
If it were Yu Wei, he definitely wouldn’t waste time on these impatient things.
……
“Did you just run into Wu Qi and them?”
Yu Wei had just entered the company when he bumped into Liu Ning, who had a knowing smile; clearly, the earlier meeting was all seen by her.
“Yeah, she still wanted to freeload, I brushed her off.”
“I knew it.”
Liu Ning glanced at the two who hadn’t left far outside the window, chuckling: “You’d better watch out not to get rubbed off on.”
As an agent, she knew a lot of inside info; Qi Yuan’s agent had used plenty of little tricks to promote her artist.
Selling BL, stepping on one to praise another, selling misery to abuse fans—using every dirty trick.
Back when they just debuted as a group, the teammate with the highest popularity, Zhang Lingye, was frequently used as a blood bag by them; after hyping CP and draining blood, they still had to step on him.
The last time she hemmed and hawed suggesting Yu Wei pair up for CP, wasn’t it because she eyed Qi Yuan’s CP selling well? Their fans really eat up anything…
But anyway, this kid Yu Wei earned it himself, rising without crooked evil paths is the real skill.
“Your popularity is really high lately; I was thinking of striking while the iron is hot.” Liu Ning showed Yu Wei her laptop screen, which had business deals he could consider.
“Unfortunately, good resources have all been snatched lately; only a few local music festivals left—want to go?”
Yu Wei decisively refused.
He only knows one song now; for a music festival guest, he can’t just sing one and step off stage, right…
No resources means no resources; he’s pretty open about it—protagonists in novels seamlessly connect, finishing a song then variety show, finishing variety then film crew; things aren’t that coincidental.
Did the entertainment company open just for him, perfectly queuing up for him to take the stage one after another?
Entertainment industry work arrangements are extremely irregular; sometimes having a half-year downtime is common.
“Wait, a variety show just opened up—lifestyle reality show, pretty relaxed.”
“I’ll go ask for you.”
There’s such a good thing?
Although he’s written quite a few variety shows, Yu Wei really hasn’t seen one in person; with an opportunity, he naturally has no reason to refuse—just treat it as accumulating material for writing novels.
Who knows, such a good gig—who just says no and drops it…
Whatever, gratitude for nature’s gift.
