Chapter 226: Crashing The Red Carpet, Huh?
One is a newly risen top stream, the other is a talented writer.
Although both are fake, that’s exactly why shipping them feels so thrilling. There are plenty of cross-work power battles, but have you seen cross-work CP shipping?
Yu Wei saw it today. The ones being shipped are the protagonist from his own work and the protagonist from Qi Luo An’s novel. These two originally unrelated roles were forcibly paired together by netizens.
It’s fine to say it’s shippable, but actually it’s just okay. Mainly, netizens love that abstract flavor. What era is this, still shipping serious CPs? Try the evil path.
In terms of abstractness, the two virtual characters actually can’t compare to the author’s protagonists, since the latter are cross-dimensional, with a kind of wildly imaginative beauty.
But precisely because of that, the original abstract CP has too few shipping points, and it’s more entertaining. Most people are just playing with memes and won’t take it seriously.
But the two novel protagonists are different. They’re both paper people—who cares about this or that—just open your eyes and ship.
Two rising stars in their “respective fields”—shipping them is still quite interesting. What’s more, aren’t these two roles just two sides of Yu Wei himself?
Failure Yu Wei and star Yu Wei—this is the best shipping point for the two protagonists.
It seems like everyone is shipping the two roles, but actually everyone is shipping Yu Wei with himself…
“Well damn.”
Yu Wei felt his head buzzing after scrolling through a few fanfics. Netizens nowadays are too imaginative. Besides shipping the strong duo, there are even ones shipping Wei Yu and Wei Yu as his two personalities.
Two independent personalities who can’t meet face-to-face, only expressing themselves through messages and writing—it made him feel like he was splitting on the spot.
No way around it—who let Qi Luo An directly connect the worldviews of the two books without even acting? Once the works are linked, readers will naturally ship however they want.
Normally, integrating web novel worldviews is something only great god platinums do. He didn’t expect to experience it ahead of time himself.
Although it’s a bit abstract, the result is good overall. His exchange data has met the standard, and the protagonist popularity value is continuously rising.
At this rate, it feels like he won’t lack popularity value for a while. This is undoubtedly good news.
It’s actually beneficial for novel creation too. After sharing a worldview, a lot of material can be reused. When he runs out, he can just copy Qi Luo An’s roles…
As the culprit behind it all, Qi Luo An didn’t expect things to develop like this. She just wanted to solicit votes for Yu Wei—who knew netizens would discover the highlights and start shipping on their own.
But she happily accepts it. Shipping the protagonists of two books is, rounding up, shipping the authors of two books. This is a good thing.
Compared to the original abstract CP, this time she at least has a sense of participation. As Wei Yu’s creator, she feels comforted.
Why doesn’t anyone ship Big Spray Mushroom and Sunflower? Damn it…
After redeeming the song, Yu Wei didn’t idle around. He has to attend the music awards ceremony tonight, so he needs to prepare in advance.
The music awards ceremony was originally called “Asia New Song Chart Annual Ceremony,” but it was renamed in recent years. A few awards still have gold content.
Such events inevitably have many small fry awards for dividing pork, but there’s only one “Best.” In Ying Huo Hua Wen’s expectation, aside from best female singer, it wouldn’t be excessive to give all the others to Yu Wei.
He’s already dominated the new song chart and hot song chart for half a year, with one person topping the charts with several songs. It wouldn’t make sense if he didn’t win awards.
“Got it, the common black curtain and on-site face-slapping of colleagues segment in entertainment novels…”
Actually, this kind of thing basically won’t happen in theory. Although Yu Wei has written about it in novels—not to mention whether the organizer would let one person cause a scene—even if they did, the other musicians aren’t idiots.
Anyway, Yu Wei has no such thoughts. He’ll accept awards when it’s time and applaud when it’s time. Instead of brain supplementing, better to think of acceptance speeches in advance.
When the time comes, first thanking reader friends for their long-term strong support is more important than anything.
The awards ceremony lasts quite a long time. Yu Wei was afraid he wouldn’t have time to write in the afternoon, so he specially finished today’s chapters early.
After lunch, Yu Wei followed Sister Liu to the exclusive private dressing room. Per the company’s intention, he’s going to stock up today—he must be the most eye-catching one in the crowd.
“Don’t make it too exaggerated.”
Yu Wei has seen too many celebrities’ event raw photos—each one feeling great about themselves, but silent when the real shots come out.
Can only say don’t take on porcelain work without diamond drills. Instead of aiming to outshine the crowd, better to honestly be yourself.
He doesn’t consider himself some immortal looks. If he really ends up with an oily powdered face, he’d probably feel awkward looking at himself.
“Don’t worry, you don’t rely on your face to eat.”
Makeup artist Vivi is very professional. Yu Wei doesn’t need to rely on red carpet marketing either—he just stands there exuding youthful vigor.
Actually, in this kind of occasion, styling is more important than makeup. People’s looks always have flaws that can’t be covered; playing to strengths and avoiding weaknesses is the right way.
The company surely understands red carpets better than Yu Wei and knows what style suits him.
After a simple light makeup, Vivi handed him a pair of rimless glasses. “Teacher Yu, try wearing these for the effect?”
Compared to showing off handsomeness, the literary vibe is what suits him best. Yu Wei doesn’t even need to force a literary vibe—his writer persona is already deeply rooted. Wearing glasses just feels right to everyone.
“Wrote novels until nearsighted, huh?”
Yu Wei picked up the glasses and saw they were plain lenses with no other effects—just for styling…
He put them on and checked the mirror. It felt pretty good, making his temperament much more literary without being flashy.
“You should still pay attention, don’t actually ruin your eyes from writing.”
Celebrities who aren’t cultured don’t suffer that loss. Yu Wei is fine for now—when performing on stage, he can see the audience below grinning widely, so his vision is still decent.
Web novel authors’ eyes are prone to occupational disease. If he remembers right, Old Eagle stopped writing due to retinal detachment.
“The schedule for tonight has been finally confirmed. Red carpet starts at four in the afternoon, but our appearance is scheduled around five, finale position.”
Liu Ning’s voice came from behind Yu Wei’s left, holding a dark coat. “Try this on—the company prepared it.”
No need for the literary vibe to be too luxurious. Though Yu Wei has a good figure, he’s worn suits and tuxedos before—this time try something different.
The weather has just turned autumnal anyway, and this outfit fits the season.
It looks ordinary, but Yu Wei spotted many ingenious details—like the bookmark brooch on the chest, specially tailored for him that others couldn’t copy.
Can only say the company understands him. Once Yu Wei was dressed, the whole look was uncompetitive yet had an undeniable presence.
The staff didn’t expect the overall effect to be this good. Compared to flashy, low-key suits his temperament better.
Yu Wei looked himself up and down, only wanting to @ Qi Luo An—this is what outfit means. If she were his stylist, it’d probably be suit with cotton pants.
“Let’s go, time’s about right.”
For this event, besides the agent accompanying, Liu Ning specially brought two staff members, mainly in case there are too many trophies to carry.
It’s not her popping champagne at halftime—it’s just reasonable arrangement. The organizer scheduled Yu Wei for finale, showing they value him highly.
“Watch your state later. Domestic photographers are one blacker-handed than the next.”
Yu Wei has walked the Luwen Award red carpet, so he has his own understanding of rhythm and posture control. Just be poised and natural.
The music awards ceremony red carpet was already packed on both sides with enthusiastic fans and media reporters, flashes going off nonstop. Yu Wei felt glad he wore the glasses—at least they block some light.
After the exclusive car stopped steadily, the door opened. Yu Wei stepped out accompanied by agent Sister Liu, instantly drawing the photographers’ attention.
Fans coming on-site to watch the red carpet are mostly star chasers, but they were quite supportive, with high cheers for Yu Wei.
Yu Wei’s public appeal is indeed unmatched. Domestic entertainment fans, even if not his fans, have a good impression of him. The ones truly annoyed by him are maybe just one or two.
And those one or two have already disbanded…
The key is that today’s Yu Wei is indeed different. Other male singers either go classic suit with tailored fit to show mature charm, or boldly try avant-garde designs.
In comparison, his literary glasses look stands out uniquely on this star-studded red carpet.
If other stars dressed like this, netizens would probably call it “nine-leak fish” right away. But Yu Wei pulling it off is no problem—he’s a genuine writer.
This outfit matches Yu Wei’s temperament and image perfectly—literary and fresh. The photographers’ shutters never stopped; any shot could make magazine covers.
Sister Liu kept a professional distance—not making Yu Wei seem like he needs “leading,” but appearing promptly when needed.
“Teacher Yu, can you write on-site?”
What kind of weird request is this…
But Yu Wei could somewhat understand. If he started writing on-site, it’d be super photogenic, maxing out topic degree for media posts.
But he has no habit of striking a pose to write. Previous shots of him writing were genuine; being too deliberate would be uninteresting.
Yu Wei’s appearance drew almost all eyes. Other artists naturally saw it, but no way around it—he’s clearly here to stock up today.
Many veteran musicians showed up, but they have no new works this year—just filling seats. All the new songs of the whole year aren’t enough for Yu Wei to beat.
Just as Yu Wei was about to leave the red carpet area, a familiar voice came from behind.
“This look tonight has real style!”
He turned and saw Shen Yutong, who had arrived fashionably late. She wore a purple strap long dress that looked quite tasteful.
Yu Wei knew about Shen Yutong’s attendance in advance, but the one beside her was unexpected.
“How did you come?”
Hoodie plus plaid skirt—isn’t this Qi Luo An…
“Obviously, I’m Yutong’s assistant today.”
For such a lively occasion, how could she not come? She wouldn’t sleep without seeing Yu Wei and Yutong accept awards in person.
Besides, Silly Bird Brother can come—how could she stay home willingly?
She’s not a singer, so can’t come through formal channels. Had to find another way—simple, just part-time as agent, giving Xiao Deng a break.
“Riding the red carpet, huh?”
Qi Luo An didn’t like hearing that. Her casual wear was clearly as accompaniment—hoodie from 86, who would photograph her for no reason…
But seeing Yu Wei size her up, she felt she came right. These little glasses are amazing; seeing in person is definitely different from site pics.
“Can you weld these to your face from now on?”
“Like them that much? Here, for you.”
Before entering, Yu Wei simply took off the glasses and handed them to her. Fine for red carpet, but wearing during awards feels a bit pretentious—he’s not used to it anyway.
Though Qi Luo An sneaked in via “part-time” agent, there’s definitely no seat for her in the inner area.
At such events, stars have fixed exclusive seats, sorted with much care—a symbol of seniority and status.
Dare to sit someone else’s seat? Entertainment industry has plenty of examples—tired of mixing?
Qi Luo An took the glasses and played with them carefully, seeming reluctant to part. “So where’s your seat? Not arranging first three rows wouldn’t do, right?”
Though Yu Wei’s seniority is shallow, his gold content is high, and he’s a recent popular singer—can’t be seated at the back.
“First row.”
Liu Ning gave Yu Wei a meaningful look. “Next to that group of veteran artists.”
