Chapter 252: Empowering Every Reckless Dream
“Little Hu, do you think the water will come to my hand by itself?”
Hu Xing, who had just finished practicing, was stunned for a moment, then got up to get a bottle of water for Yu Wei. Drinking water is drinking water—what kind of sentence structure is this?
Senior bullying junior, huh…
Of course, this was Yu Wei joking with him. As the rehearsal officially began, their group got completely familiar with each other.
Except for Sakuraya Rio who was somewhat sidelined due to the language barrier, the others got along very harmoniously. Everyone was Yu Wei’s fan, so their common topic goes without saying.
Ruthlessly chat about this failure!
“Good performance. I’ll give you a chapter recommendation today.”
Hu Xing’s eyes lit up instantly upon hearing this. Though chapter recommendations weren’t useful, with Yu Wei’s influence, a single breath from him could boost his novel’s data significantly.
No need to mention the data— just being recommended by Yu Wei was worth boasting about for a year. Parents, I’ve made it, I can appear in Teacher Yu Wei’s “killer book”…
Hu Xing knew how to play along. After hearing this, he didn’t rest and immediately got up to give Yu Wei a shoulder massage. Who dares to defy Teacher Yu? He’d end his life himself!
“Alright, alright, there’s serious business to handle.”
Yu Wei planned to finish writing the last two matches of the second round competition during these rehearsal days in one go.
Only the last two contestants remained: one was internet celebrity singer Chen Chen, and the other was Fei Hong, whom Yu Wei deliberately saved for later.
When Fei Hong was the “Masked Singer” back then, Zhou Mumu’s fans probably almost forgot about him. This was the perfect opportunity.
Finish writing Chen Chen’s competition first. As someone who understood the internet so well, she would definitely use some unexpected method to win the competition—no need to worry about that.
By coincidence, the competition video she sent this time was her representative work “Scarlet,” which could be considered staying true to her original intention.
Yu Wei didn’t participate in the initial practice stage. The civilian contestants were still getting familiar with the new song. It wasn’t time for group practice yet—let them practice first.
Thus, the program team staff noticed this strange phenomenon: every time they passed by, the other group members were practicing enthusiastically, but only Captain Yu Wei was there with his head down writing.
Straight-up free-range parenting, huh?
They thought this was already excessive enough, but in the afternoon when they went over, Yu Wei was gone— he’d directly ditched and wasn’t in the practice room at all.
“Where is he?”
Cheng Xu’s tone carried a hint of despair. He’s really slacking off, huh? In a stadium with ten thousand people, what if the performance flops?
“Went to record a song.”
Yu Wei went to record the AI song for Chen Chen’s opponent. The brief absence was justified, and as for practice, he didn’t need to practice anyway…
The program team was at a loss. The other three teams were fully prepared, but this side was like playing house, completely unprepared.
It would be fake to say they weren’t worried. If Yu Wei’s group could still get the best of the whole field, they wouldn’t mind kowtowing to Yu Wei on the spot.
Before they even left, Yu Wei updated, along with videos of the two competition songs.
Though he never said it out loud, Cheng Xu had been following Yu Wei’s fake program. Though many designs wouldn’t work in reality, it had to be said—they were indeed very interesting.
He was too embarrassed in the practice room, but once outside, Cheng Xu immediately opened the novel software. What stunt did Teacher Yu pull this time?
The competition was quite ordinary: Chen Chen’s “Scarlet” versus Ai Shui Shui’s “Hibernation.”
It was clear Teacher Yu was too lazy to name the natives anymore—whoever it was, it was fine…
Cheng Xu had heard of “Scarlet,” so he directly clicked on the new song “Hibernation.” Unlike the other discarded draft internet celebrity song styles, this song’s melody was very catchy. Cheng Xu listened casually and actually got into it.
The AI’s voice was also very unique, with a restrained narrative feel, as if whispering a story in his ear.
Had Yu Wei’s AI progressed to this level already?
Other parts were mediocre, but when he reached the climax of the song, Cheng Xu was clearly surprised—this part was handled very well.
With the appearance of imagery like “spring butterflies,” “midsummer crescent moons,” “late autumn falling leaves,” and “winter solstice white snow,” the overlap of the four seasons was very evident.
The use of these elements placed personal emotional experiences in a grander cyclical time dimension.
This artistic treatment greatly increased the song’s emotional depth, surpassing many popular works limited to petty romances.
Heartbreak or longing was no longer an isolated event, but like natural changes, part of the life journey.
This song stood out even among Yu Wei’s discarded drafts. Cheng Xu rarely found poetic flavor in an internet celebrity song.
The song title “Hibernation” was more like a way to cope with emotional trauma—a temporary closure and rest, to heal in sleep.
Just this alone made the song far superior to Chen Chen’s “Scarlet,” which was just crying about heartbreak. There was a gap even among internet celebrity songs.
Just as he thought, the AI singer’s votes were far ahead from the start. Chen Chen was no match in either song choice or singing skill.
“She probably can’t turn it around.”
Though there were cases in previous matches where contestants overtook the AI, those were all star singers who were already in the spotlight and easy to draw attention.
But Chen Chen’s influence as an internet celebrity was limited. Even soliciting votes wouldn’t help. This time, not even her benefactor teacher Yu Wei, let alone direct disciple Yu Wei, could save her.
By the time Yu Wei hurried back to the practice room, Cheng Xu and the others had left. At this point, Chen Chen’s votes had been pulled ahead by over a hundred thousand by the AI singer.
The root cause was that “Scarlet” itself was low quality, and netizens had basically all heard it, with no interest in listening again.
In contrast, “Hibernation,” though also in the internet celebrity song vein, had fresh lyrics and music, completely winning out.
Objectively speaking, even Yu Wei himself wouldn’t vote for her—the song choice was too casual, missing the first-mover advantage.
“Not easy to turn around.”
“What’s so hard about turning it around?”
Qi Luo An, who had just finished singing and was chugging water, stood there talking without back pain. “She’s so pretty— just do some suggestive stuff, right?”
No malice, pure teasing. After all, many female internet celebrities did that—it was a industry stereotype.
“She at least has some edge to rub…”
Yu Wei looked her up and down, then shook his head in feigned disappointment, dealing a huge blow to Qi Luo An’s young heart.
She instinctively straightened her back. Did he understand what “well-endowed yet stingy” meant? She just disdained to show it—don’t look down on her!
“Lies don’t hurt; the truth is the sharp blade.”
Yu Wei teased and skipped this slightly cringey topic. Everyone was practicing— if others heard, they’d view them through colored glasses.
They practiced a bit more, and during the second break, Yu Wei noticed Chen Chen had gone live, seemingly soliciting votes for herself.
He clicked in and saw Chen Chen really wearing a swimsuit on the live broadcast. No way—did Qi Luo An actually predict it?
“What are you sneakily looking at?”
Qi Luo An saw Yu Wei’s odd expression and leaned over to look, nearly breaking down. Fine, fine, sneakily watching beauties, huh.
It didn’t seem like suggestive stuff…
Yu Wei looked closely—Chen Chen was wearing a proper swimsuit. She was really live-streaming swimming, not doing anything suggestive.
Live title: Challenge—swim one more meter for every vote over the AI, fueling every reckless dream.
“That’s something.”
Netizens had a natural interest in causing chaos. Chen Chen was clearly using this to solicit votes for herself.
The vote gap in his fake competition was in the tens of thousands. If she really swam tens of thousands of meters, she’d be quite the character.
Voting was such a hassle. What? Watching the streamer suffer? No need to sleep anymore.
But to Qi Luo An, this sounded different—watching swimsuit girls and saying “that’s something,” huh? Off to Xiaofan Book to call you out.
Chen Chen’s move was quite effective. Her live room had lots of viewers, plus platform recommendations, easily drawing votes.
AI advancing wasn’t fun, but watching the streamer suffer was. Between listening to music and watching fun, they chose listening to music while watching fun—after all, the AI’s song was free.
But her vote growth was still a bit slow. Given three days, she might overtake; one day was tough.
This was the AI singer that Chi Leying invited a big shot for, and Tong Yulu dressed ugly and went abstract to defeat—how could she beat it like this?
Actually, those voting for the AI were mostly chasing novelty, easy to lose momentum later. With enough time, winning wasn’t hard.
But within a one-day limit, it was really tough—otherwise, so many veteran musicians wouldn’t have nearly flipped it.
It depended on whether Chen Chen had a follow-up move. If this was it, she’d still fall short.
Yu Wei didn’t pay much attention to this match. The real highlight was the next one, with Fei Hong competing and his guest singer being Zhou Mumu.
As the finale of the second round competition, Yu Wei had been looking forward to this—loved seeing fan circle fans break down.
The same “Masked Singer” routine, but this time Zhou Mumu was the one not showing her face. Still the familiar taste—netizens knew the backstory at a glance.
Zhou Mumu’s fans were still immersed in the joy of their idol rising in status thanks to her representative work. Time to let them know the cruel truth.
“Recorded the song yet?”
“Not yet.”
Fei Hong’s group hadn’t recorded a new song but reworked the previous “The Answer.” This time, it was adjusted with Zhou Mumu’s voice, presented by Fei Hong.
This setup made the situation crystal clear—even a fool would know it was part of the young couple’s play.
Yu Wei deliberately spaced the two matches apart. If he’d revealed the male singer as Fei Hong right away, with Zhou Mumu fans’ dislike for him, they’d cut ties even if it meant ditching the song.
But now, they’d enjoyed the song’s benefits, used its popularity to rise in status—couldn’t cut ties anymore.
“Bro, will I get scolded?”
“Guaranteed.”
When fan circles panic, they’ll curse anyone, regardless of right or wrong. Not to mention Fei Hong—Yu Wei had seen female fans go crazy and curse even that one, truly tired of living.
Yu Wei didn’t mind ordinary fans, but those who ditched their brains for chasing stars needed proper education.
Fei Hong would definitely be the storm center—not just scolded, but sprayed bloody. Even Yu Wei might not escape.
But no need to care. When they started raging and cursing wildly, that’s when it succeeded.
For extreme fans, simple warnings weren’t enough, and real punishment too harsh. The best method was stabbing their vital spots, crushing their so-called faith mentally.
The more they didn’t want to see something, show it to them—tear open the wound to make them wail in agony.
“Tomorrow you tank; I’ll deal damage.”
