Chapter 37: Targeting Yu Wei To Shear Him?
“New Song?”
Qi Yuan never spent time watching variety shows, but at his agent’s reminder, he still patiently watched the trailer for the seventh episode of HELLO Roommate.
Originally, this episode of the program should have been the one he went to…
Yu Wei in the trailer was still typing as much as ever, which matched Qi Yuan’s impression.
Soon, he noticed the new song that Wu Qi had told him about, which meant that when Yu Wei was on the variety show, he had also casually produced a song?
Stars who cherish their reputation going on variety shows is like good students going to an internet cafe, restless.
In the end, they all skipped class to stay overnight at the internet cafe, yet he could still get full marks—isn’t that restless? How did it become creation?
This completely went against Qi Yuan’s guess.
“In such a short time, he wrote another song. I really need to build a better relationship with Yu Wei, sigh.”
Hearing Wu Qi’s sour complaint, Qi Yuan came back to his senses. The interval between these two new songs hadn’t even exceeded a month…
What kind of concept was this?
Although he still didn’t know the standard of the new song, this efficiency alone was enough to make one feel inferior.
Qi Yuan wasn’t the jealous type and wasn’t that petty, but Yu Wei’s performance was like a sharp, gleaming mirror—not only clear and bright, but also mercilessly reflecting his own mediocrity and ordinariness.
If he had been somewhat evasive before, this time, he had to face this gap head-on…
To defeat an opponent, one must understand them thoroughly. Qi Yuan realized he still knew too little about Yu Wei.
For example, what exactly did he usually write while typing?
Qi Yuan had a feeling that it might be Yu Wei’s secret manual for becoming stronger, the true art of cognitive development from emotional critique to practical verification to rational reconstruction!
……
“Ouch, love at first sight lasting a thousand years.”
Yu Wei, who was “fast typing and plotting,” received a message from Qi Luo An. She was teasing, obviously about the shot at the end of the sixth episode of HELLO Roommate where Tong Yulu opened the door for Yu Wei.
“Yu-Lu even rubs off on and affects Chi Yu, take a look!”
Yu Wei was too lazy to debate scripture with her and simply made up two CP names and sent them over. He had also made up “Falling Wei Harmony,” but since she was his sister-in-law, he decided not to say it casually…
“You even thought of this, huh? You really treating the program like a romance variety show?”
Qi Luo An naturally wouldn’t take it seriously. With Yu Wei’s personality, even if he had ideas about a female star, it would be to free of charge labor.
Not even eight poles could reach it. Even if there was really something going on between them, it had nothing to do with her…
“I didn’t expect you to type so openly on the program.”
Even though Qi Luo An was half a hater of Yu Wei’s novel, she still felt deep admiration when she saw the program trailer. He was just too professional.
“I didn’t expect the program team to film so much.”
Yu Wei just didn’t understand—what was so good about filming him alone in the room typing intently? It looked like an otaku observation log.
Fortunately, he wasn’t doing anything strange in the room…
“Yo, go check your book friend circle.”
Qi Luo An, bored, checked the novel’s discussion environment, and sure enough, she discovered something.
A reader named Waves Guest Hook Heart had posted a few minutes ago, and the content was a screenshot of the HELLO Roommate trailer.
“Major discovery: Yu Wei is releasing a new song again. Could it be the Sound of Rain that the author wrote?”
Compared to fan-oriented performances like Farewell Night, variety shows had a larger audience. It was perfectly normal for readers to catch the gossip after the trailer aired.
If Yu Wei were an ordinary singer, no one would mention it, but because of the previous Heart Wall collision, the author and Yu Wei obviously had a deep relationship.
The song in the book was still pending, and now Yu Wei was releasing a new song right on time—this was hard not to overthink…
“Feels like you’re about to be exposed.”
The new post hadn’t been discussed yet, but it was only a matter of time before everyone noticed.
“Expose me then, exposure is good.”
Yu Wei had no intention of hiding it anyway. Last time he didn’t explain because not everyone would believe it, and self-proving was troublesome. This time, facts spoke louder than arguments.
Subsequent redeem works would only get harder. Relying on the natural growth of his novel data clearly wasn’t enough. Publicizing his identity could attract more people to read, which was a good thing.
Of course, with more people, there would be more calling him dog author…
Yu Wei had no time to keep track of readers’ latest trends while writing, so Qi Luo An took screenshots and sent them to him, which was a big help.
Although her little mouth was as sweet as honey, she really was considerate.
“So coincidental, another Yu Wei song?”
“Chilling when you think about it. This episode was filmed half a month ago, which lines up exactly with the days the author wrote the Sound of Rain plot.”
“What kind of background does the author have to produce Yu Wei’s song a month ago.”
“This dog author is so mean, always picking on Yu Wei. Switch to another star, I beg you to be human.”
Yu Wei couldn’t hold it together after reading. From the readers’ perspective, wasn’t he the type who bragged using others’ unreleased works?
That was indeed very bad…
But soon, new readers raised objections.
“But this song was written by Yu Wei during the program recording. How would others know what he wrote during that time? How did the author know?”
Before Heart Wall was born, Yu Wei wasn’t famous yet, and no one knew when the song was written, but this time was different—the program’s recording time was verifiable.
Calculating the time, the novel’s plot was basically synced with Yu Wei’s creation cycle. When the song title appeared in the book, the song was probably still a semi-finished product…
Even if a reader had connections, could they know about a semi-finished music piece that only existed in Yu Wei’s mind and wasn’t completed yet?
It was possible to see unreleased finished music in advance, but music still in the inspiration stage—how could outsiders get hold of it…
Thinking of this, readers were already getting goosebumps. Was this mind reading or precognition?
Actually, the truth was already obvious, but they still didn’t quite dare to believe it.
“Uh, if it’s someone very close, like an agent nearby, or family friend or something, communicating inspiration is possible.”
“Makes sense, maybe chatted ideas with a friend.”
“No, after finishing Heart Wall, the author was already starting on the Voice of Dreams plot, meaning he was prepared to write about a new song back then.”
“If the book was written by family or friends, could they guarantee in advance that Yu Wei would definitely write a new song? Could they arrange the plot rhythm so perfectly?”
This reader named Porter Worker killed the competition.
Even Yu Wei’s close ones couldn’t guarantee in advance when the song would be finished if they got the inspiration early.
After all, the art creation process is unpredictable—good state and it’s done in hours, bad state and it could drag on for months…
Assuming the book was written by Yu Wei’s friend, without knowing when the song would be finished, the novel plot would definitely be dragged out as much as possible, waiting for the song to be completed before development.
Just like recording someone else’s life—you can only wait and see until the person finishes it.
But this book’s plot was very coherent: wrote it on stage today, wrote singing tomorrow. This showed the author knew the song’s progress inside out.
Having a clear picture in mind, proceeding unhurriedly.
Knowing exactly what the person was doing every moment—this wasn’t an observer’s record; this could only be a diary…
“Who could know a song’s creation process like the back of their hand?”
“Is it possible that Yu Wei wrote this book himself!”
Everyone fell into a long silence looking at these comments. Actually, if nitpicking, there were still many angles to refute.
But there was no need, because they had long thought of this possibility—they just hadn’t been willing to admit it.
These comments had shattered their avoidance. Even if they still couldn’t understand, they had to accept the possibility that Yu Wei was the author.
Hard to imagine, this entertainment failure was actually a real star…
