Chapter 213: The Century Grand Reconciliation
What is this kid doing? Is it writing time now?
Not exactly ten thousand fires urgent, but at least racing against the clock. Eyebrows are on fire and he still has the mind to write a novel. Don’t know if he has a good mentality or confidence.
So composed? As expected of him.
“Is there a possibility that he finished writing the song long ago and just wants to squeeze out some time to write a novel?”
Sounds a bit ridiculous. Performance is imminent and he’s still stealing time to write a novel, but if it’s Yu Wei, it’s really not impossible. He’s already writing in front of everyone. What’s impossible?
“Teacher Yu, have you finished writing your song?”
The Music Director originally didn’t plan to ask. It was agreed to be two hours. There’s no reason to urge early, but Yu Wei’s situation makes people have to ask.
If he just wants to write a novel, then first hand over the song to let the band practice it. He can write slowly.
Yu Wei’s songs he knows in his heart, but the accompaniment really needs practice, the earlier the better.
“Still a little short.”
Yu Wei also knows his behavior is a bit confusing, and immediately explains seriously: “Stuck, writing the novel to change his mind.”
Everyone experienced what it means to be speechless, so the rumor is true. He writes novels to accumulate inspiration?
The world of geniuses is not understood by everyone, but this way of getting inspiration is too unconventional.
“Then we won’t disturb.”
Although a bit unable to understand, the Music Director also plays music and knows that the more this time, the less you can urge. So he simply retreats to continue directing the rehearsal.
It’s useless for them to be anxious. At this time, can only look at Yu Wei himself.
Actually, it’s useless for Yu Wei to be anxious too. At this time, can only look at An An’s typing speed.
He doesn’t have to just wait. The 30,000-word room he opened with An An hasn’t ended yet, and he can directly see the other’s word count growth.
An An’s typing speed is indeed much faster than his. In half an hour plus, she has written nearly 1,000 words. Looks like she cares a lot about his matter. One reliable is worth it.
While waiting for good news, Yu Wei couldn’t help but develop a bit of competitive spirit. Can’t fall too far behind her!
Seeing Yu Wei in the audience seat writing more and more immersed, even showing signs of going all out, the other artists participating in the rehearsal immediately had a guess.
Is there a possibility that he wants to write his new song into the novel?
First write the song into the book and then sing it is Yu Wei’s principle. Didn’t expect him to stick to original intention even at this time. Rare.
Ancestral method cannot be changed.
Chief Director Wang Qi stands in the center of the audience seat, hands crossed in front of his chest, eyes sharply scanning every detail of the stage.
He tries hard to control himself not to think about Yu Wei’s part and focus on the work at hand, but when he inadvertently sees the other sitting in the corner writing, he still gets a bit messy.
Is this kid really reliable? Isn’t it too risky?
He’s never been so speechless in his life. If Yu Wei is really creating, Wang Qi wouldn’t be so worried. At least it’s a psychological comfort.
But this kid is working hard on writing a novel. Time passes second by second. How can this make people calm down?
Chen Jinyi stands on the side of the stage, silently reciting the script. Although she has hosted many galas, she still feels a trace of nervousness.
This nervousness is not from lack of confidence, but reverence for the stage. She knows there will be countless audience before tonight’s live broadcast. Each person’s expectation is her responsibility.
So, does Yu Wei have reverence for the stage and audience?
She glances at Yu Wei who is busily writing in the audience seat. This child is harmed by writing novels. Hope An An won’t be infected by him in the future…
After a full hour and a half of waiting, An An’s new chapter is finally fresh out of the oven.
Yu Wei opens the panel and sees 1200 subscriptions. Not bad. With An An’s novel data, it’s just a matter of waiting a few minutes.
Although her book is not popular across the entire web like his, it’s still okay within the site.
“Worked me to death, finally!”
An An feels like she has burned out into relics. She never typed so desperately before.
“Grateful heart, thanks to you.”
For her, Yu Wei is no longer something one gratitude can explain. She has helped him a lot, although all small favors, but this attachment, closeness, longing in the minutiae of life, and selfless and devoted emotion are especially precious.
“Okay, go busy with yours. I’m going to catch up on sleep.”
Although there are many words to say, An An knows it’s not the time. He rarely asks her for help so urgently. Obviously the matter is significant.
Otherwise she wouldn’t have worked so hard. Being able to help is good.
Thinking that her mom’s best friend Yu Wei is going to the gala tonight, and she can only watch the performance alone at home, An An feels sad.
Care for empty-nest old An An, thanks.
Yu Wei doesn’t say any pleasantries. With their relationship, saying too much is being polite.
Taking advantage of the gap waiting for the exchange data to meet the standard, he simply opens An An’s novel, planning to see how it’s written.
Speaking of which, the male protagonist Wei Yu attends a writer conference. He doesn’t join the small group’s dominating discussions, just sits alone in the corner silently listening to music.
Naturally listening to the new song Yu Wei sent her, then it’s the same as last time. The protagonist listens to one chapter of the song…
But this time An An got smart. She’s afraid of being chased and scolded by readers for padding if written like this, so she timely cuts into the main plot at the end. A colleague collapses house at the conference.
“Damn, no wonder it looks so familiar.”
Yu Wei hasn’t used this material yet but An An used it first. Not joining the small group and silently listening to music, isn’t that him?
Perhaps because of the stimulated competitive spirit, Yu Wei also barely writes one chapter of novel. Just as he finishes the new chapter, the exchange data finally meets the standard.
“Just right.”
After Yu Wei redeems the song, he then publishes the novel’s latest chapter. Now he can go rehearse with peace of mind.
Many people on-site are expecting Yu Wei’s latest chapter. They hurry to click in upon seeing the update, but are greatly disappointed.
Yu Wei’s new chapter doesn’t have the new song’s song title. It only writes some daily rehearsal plot of the contestants before the competition.
No news of the new song, instead it brings the note-taking segment they worry about the most…
Readers directly shout that Yu Wei suddenly turned technical. The rehearsal mistakes and being scolded by the music supervisor are written vividly. Rarely makes them happy.
What, there’s even an artist forgetting lines and improvising on-site. Talented.
Song Shu sees it and wants to curse. Guess why she doesn’t laugh?
The guests used as material can’t be happy at all. Black history left behind is one thing, not even names. No popularity gained.
On the first day Yu Wei didn’t write, they thought they were safe. Didn’t expect it waiting here.
“Too sly this person.”
“Sly beyond limits.”
“Who?”
A few were about to complain, but look up and see it’s Yu Wei talking. So decisively change the topic.
“Teacher Yu, finished the new song?”
“Just completed.”
Everyone on-site’s attention is basically on him. Yu Wei opens his mouth, instantly becoming the fuse igniting the concert hall.
Wang Qi and the Music Director almost rush forward. “Quickly rehearse” said impatiently, just like the Jade Emperor calling for reinforcements in “86 Journey to the West”.
Quickly invite the Tathagata Buddha…
As Yu Wei fervently starts practicing the new song with the band, the guests who had complaints earlier can’t say anything more for a while.
This kid turned over a new leaf today? Singing new song without writing it in the novel. What happened to the ancestral method cannot be changed?
Only Shen Yutong shows an “I knew it” expression, then familiarly opens An An’s new chapter.
No wonder she updated early in the morning. So it’s changing accounts to release the song? These two play so fancy. Is the concert just one link in their play?
“Everyone hurry to eat. One hour later, dress rehearsal!”
The logistics team leader’s voice echoes in the venue.
After makeup, there’s no retreat. Others eat slowly and chat idly, but Yu Wei picks up the bowl and wolfs down the rice, no time to think.
No way, the organizer already gave him time. Now he can’t rest a moment. Time waits for no one. The concert opening is approaching second by second.
Including early clearing and audience entry time, the remaining time will be even less.
Although the band is working overtime because of him, they seem to enjoy it. Being on the same front with Yu Wei at this time to complete this feat is of great significance to them.
After the tight afternoon rehearsal, the instruments are carefully packed and stored by them, to be reopened half an hour before the performance.
The costume stylist checks each performer’s costume one by one to ensure no flaws. The makeup artist does final touch-ups for the guests.
One hour until the performance starts.
“Come over, let’s take a photo together.”
Actually Shen Yutong plans to directly take a photo of Yu Wei to send to An An, but feels it’s too deliberate, so proposes taking one together.
Yu Wei in performance costume with light makeup looks like a different person, making even her, a plain female scholar, unable to resist looking more.
“Sure.”
Yu Wei has seen many backstage group photos of artists before, feeling harmonious without much scheming. Quite interesting.
“Count me in.”
Chi Leying volunteers to join. Thinking carefully, knowing him so long, she seems not to have taken even one photo with Yu Wei.
Besides keeping it, posting on Weibo after can also rub some popularity…
Although not wanting to bring outsiders, but since she volunteered, Shen Yutong can’t kick her out, so grits her teeth and holds up the mobile phone to take a three-person photo.
An An receives the photo and sees Yu Wei in the center. Although showing fatigue from continuous rehearsals, his eyes are deep and eyebrows sharp, easily captivating her eyes.
But seeing the two women on his left and right in long skirts with black hair and flowery smiles, she instantly sobers up, only hating not being on-site.
“Can you Photoshop me in to give me some sense of participation?”
An An complains verbally, but her photo with Yu Wei is much earlier than theirs. Still one step ahead.
Yu Wei just replied to her message when noisy voices approach from far. Audience starting to enter, performance about to begin.
Chief Director Wang Qi issues the final instruction via earpiece: “All departments final confirmation, countdown five minutes.”
Staff take positions first. Stage lights dim, leaving only a few work lights.
At this time, the respected female host walks gracefully. Chen Jinyi in elegant gown, with composure settled by years and stage experience, carries a calm aura.
The one preparing to open stops, turns her head and gives Yu Wei a warm smile.
“Good luck!”
Her smile has no polite performance, unrelated to others, just a senior’s deep expectation and sincere encouragement to the junior.
This turn of events catches everyone waiting in the wings off guard. Yu Wei knows Teacher Chen Jinyi already?
Hosting CCTV Spring Festival Gala for sixteen consecutive years. Hard not to know her.
Isn’t she that person’s daughter…
Century great reconciliation!
Didn’t expect Yu Wei to have this layer of connections, but they can’t think more. The concert curtain has risen. Performance starting.
Audience seat lights gradually dim, noisy voices subside. Live broadcast syncs open. Countless audience gazes focus on the dark stage.
