Chapter 218: Wei The Great, No Need For Words
“This is An Shi Le changing the group name to A Loving Family.”
“Following the trend, huh?”
Qi Yuan saw the group name change notification in the family group and fell into thought. His little sister didn’t miss a beat when it came to Teacher Yu’s matters…
If this kept up, she would soon pull Teacher Yu into the group!
Seeing the message, Qi Luo An immediately flared up with unnamed anger. This song title was the first one she had written, so how did she become a trend follower?
The loyal minister entrusted with an orphan was accused of clinging to imperial power—this was too frustrating. She was the one most fitting for this group name in the world!
“I think it’s pretty good.”
Chen Jinyi, having finished her cue report, took a moment to send a message. She liked this kind of slightly rustic name.
Vulgar is elegant. Other group names could be called anything creatively, but for a family group, it had to be concise, grounded, and down-to-earth.
Teacher Yu’s song was also in a style she really liked—plain and simple yet profound. From a creation standpoint, it already had the air of a master.
A martial arts grandmaster doesn’t need fancy moves; even a slight action is infinitely profound.
The concert wasn’t over yet, and as the host, she didn’t dare slack off too long. She quickly put away her mobile phone and continued enjoying the stage.
Right after Teacher Yu’s stage was the veteran actress Gu Ningyue, but her state didn’t look too good.
Following Teacher Yu on stage brought immense pressure—not just for veteran musicians like Meng Han, but needless to say for actors.
Actually, Gu Ningyue’s singing skill wasn’t bad; among actors, it was definitely upper-mid level. But compared to Teacher Yu, she was still too much of a layman.
You are a crossover singer; this is the opponent you will soon face. The excellent matching mechanism left her speechless…
Her arch-rival wasn’t here, so Gu Ningyue had planned to perform well and take the chance to market her singing skill, pulling ahead of Su Xinnan.
But by a twist of fate, there was a last-minute change of performer and song. Now, forget marketing; it would be good if she wasn’t publicly executed for the positional gap.
This brat, bullying people with his home turf in music, huh? He’d better not act in the future, or he’d definitely get no juice to eat.
The Chinese music scene was uneven and seniority-based, but far from black-on-black. Capital’s games weren’t that intense either.
The real cutthroat scheming in the entertainment industry was always in film and TV—that was her home turf.
No deep grudge, but a lost face had to be recovered. As long as he dared to come, she had plenty of strength and means…
Gu Ningyue could only mentally win in secret, because Teacher Yu’s complete victory tonight was already set.
Pulling out two songs in a row at a level contending for third and securing second—it wouldn’t be an overstatement to call him the biggest winner tonight. Teacher Yu took MVP!
Meng Han didn’t hold back in front of others; as soon as Teacher Yu stepped off stage, he surrounded him and said “astounding” twice, making up for what he owed Red Sun.
Making the stubborn old Lin blow his beard and glare in anger—must be full marks!
“Feels like us old guys have to step aside for the young ones, huh, old Lin.”
“Old Lin, what do you think?”
“That song just now should have set the ratings peak tonight, what do you think, old Lin?”
Lin Puyan listened nearby wanting to curse. He hadn’t gone on yet—this was messing with his mentality, right? He admitted defeat, wasn’t that enough…
He couldn’t not admit defeat. Back then, after losing to Chen Ping, his stubbornness led to four straight losses before he wised up.
Now he’d learned to dodge the sharp edge, but this kid chased him down—this was way harsher than that guy back then.
Teacher Yu’s “because we are a family” was like a grand unified theory, suppressing three songs of the same type to the point they could barely breathe.
Because no matter how well they sang reunion, it could all be summed up as “because we are a family.”
Later singers, whether singing family happiness or a wanderer’s return, saw bullet comments all saying that line. Crucially, reunion songs really meant that, and netizens weren’t wrong.
Seeing this situation, the organizer wasn’t worried but delighted. For the concert to produce a viral golden line known across the web was a huge win.
No matter what about Teacher Yu’s song, those two lines were truly classic—calling it the ceiling for family songs wouldn’t be overkill. Forget today’s concert; it would be hard for anyone to surpass in the next few years.
You’re right, but because we are a family…
“Fine, fine, if I don’t enter hell, who will?”
When it was time for Lin Puyan to wait in the wings, he’d already let go. This kid had avenged the past for him— he’d concede this time.
Teacher Yu watched with keen interest, curious what kind of person this was that Meng Han both disdained and praised endlessly.
Lin Puyan walked slowly onto the stage holding his wooden guitar. He adjusted the microphone height, and his fingertips lightly brushed the strings, producing a faint hum.
Completely different from his usual blustery self, on-stage Lin Puyan was undoubtedly more like a music scene senior, appearing incredibly steady.
“He’s also a folk song titan; I still need to consult him on that.”
Meng Han had recently been trying to create folk songs, which Teacher Yu knew—unclear if it was for Meng Lei.
If it was for Meng Lei to sing, he wouldn’t mind lending a hand—first, as a friend; second, as a competition contestant.
Third, he wanted to free of charge Teacher Meng to shoot a movie; a bit of favor would be just right…
On stage, Lin Puyan sang the first line of lyrics, not loud but every word clear.
The lyrics depicted a wanderer far from home sitting on a train back, with scenery outside the window both familiar and strange.
No wonder he switched from inspirational to reunion section—this song had reunion as a key element besides chasing dreams.
In the interlude, Lin Puyan improvised a whistle section. The crisp, lingering whistle echoed wonderfully with the guitar’s low strings, like the wanderer’s calls and memories of hometown intertwining in his heart.
As expected of a titan—none were pushovers. This song had strong infectiousness; even quite a few on-site audience members teared up because of it.
Honestly, if this song had been before his, Teacher Yu would’ve faced considerable pressure following it. But with his “grand unified theory” ahead, Lin Puyan’s song couldn’t escape the family curse either.
Probably from now on, anyone singing family reunion songs would get flooded with “because we are a family”…
A Loving Family had become an insurmountable hurdle in this music category, with influence fully reaching national level.
If before, Teacher Yu’s songs were ones you’d heard online, after tonight, it would nearly be a situation where basically everyone domestic had heard them.
This concert hugely boosted his overall popularity to an all-ages level, allowing him to formally sit at the table and wrestle with seniors.
Popularity was illusory; Teacher Yu still wanted to know how many new readers this would attract…
As the finale of the fourth chapter, Lin Puyan’s performance undoubtedly withstood the pressure. Chen Jinyi walked to the stage front at the music’s tail end for a heartfelt summary.
“Tonight, we relished the mellow taste of years, felt the strength of struggle, experienced the sentiments of family and country, and finally found our hearts’ home in reunion. May this warmth stay forever, may every song illuminate each other.”
Golden confetti drifted down over the stage like moonlight, online and on-site audience reluctant to part; the concert ended perfectly in a warm atmosphere.
Hearing Wang Qi’s “wrap” in the open mic, Teacher Yu surprisingly felt a sense of emptiness.
It was his first time at such a grand event; every rehearsal and training left deep impressions—such experiences were rare.
“Teacher Yu, for you.”
Teacher Yu belatedly took the big bouquet from the staff—a legendary wrap bouquet.
Though just a performance, Teacher Yu’s performance was pivotal—not giving him flowers, who to give to?
Wei the Great, no need for words!
The staff not only gave flowers but a small card full of congratulations; band members, set assistants, even the logistics team left messages, warming Teacher Yu’s heart.
Compared to any praise or evaluation, this small gesture of thanks moved him more.
“Teacher Yu Wei, come to dinner?”
This wasn’t some so-called dinner party but the organizer’s own celebration banquet. With so many big names invited, they had to show some gesture.
“Not coming, not coming—going back to writing.”
After glory came life’s mess; Teacher Yu had only squeezed out one chapter today amid busyness—that wasn’t his style.
The cast and crew were stunned—still writing at this hour? They were truly out of moves…
Matter done, dust off clothes and leave, merit and fame deeply hidden.
Though the concert had no voting segment, each song would have a separate video, with clear data for every single.
After the concert ended, the organizer updated compilations of each single; Teacher Yu’s two new songs were far ahead.
The concert video title was “because we are a family,” forwarded by major CCTV accounts—impressive lineup.
New songs already had promo advantage, let alone Teacher Yu’s two tonight perfectly performed; playback volume and comment counts soared.
Among them, A Loving Family led by a wide margin; Red Sun, being a Cantonese song, lost initial spread momentum.
Plus, thanks to the group name’s diffusion, this song’s breaking through the circle speed was quite fast. With such perfect timing, location, and harmony in popularity, other songs couldn’t catch up.
Close behind in third was Meng Han’s Moonlight Represents My Heart; the title alone drew traffic—netizens couldn’t walk away, wanting to hear how the big smoky voice would “smoke” the moonlight.
“Close call, close call.”
Teacher Yu updated the new chapter again at 23:58—hitting the point was a must-taste for web novel authors.
He opened comments to see if readers were anxious waiting for the update, but it was all a streak saying he “collapsed house.”
“Not posting new songs in the book anymore, huh? Do you still remember your original intention?”
“Treating brothers like outsiders—heartbroken.”
“Feelings faded; before, Teacher Yu would post songs right away for everyone, even taking flak. Now he’s learned to sing directly for sneak attacks.”
“Sang after our review? Sing it back, redo!”
Readers were naturally playing with memes, but the idea was real—they truly hadn’t expected a sudden song not in the novel.
Spoiled ones were fearless; at first, Teacher Yu got scolded for “writing nonsense casually” when writing songs, later criticized for slow procedural posting.
This time, skipping procedure to sing directly—they weren’t happy again. Writing songs without showing everyone first—lost love?
But as the main crowd arrived, readers reading both books joined the discussion. A reader named “Your Humble Grass Carp Bro” hit the nail on the head.
“Not unwritten, but written somewhere else.”
Qi Luo An’s readers were puzzled today too; last time’s watery chapter with listening to music was chalked up to author’s personal preference. This time’s A Loving Family—they’d never heard it.
Unclear what to make of the new chapter, then seeing it on trending search at night—there really was this song, sung by Teacher Yu. Such a coincidence?
The twin sunflowers were already unwashed suspects of being Teacher Yu’s alternate account; this song out made them even more suspicious.
Song written that day performed at the gala that day—you still say you’re not Teacher Yu?
