Chapter 46: Beat The Young One, And The Old One Comes
“I just saw the message, nice job you did!”
Zhang Lingye’s private message was late but arrived. He was naturally referring to the matter of writing about Qi Yuan’s song in the novel. Yu Wei had helped him get revenge.
It really couldn’t be blamed on him for holding a grudge. At that time, all his family members had been doxxed and cursed by Qi Yuan’s extreme fans. Anyone would find it unbearable.
He had no issue with Qi Yuan, but he really couldn’t flatter the million Yu Yuan fans. Every single one of the others in the group had been targeted by them.
“Then your song…”
“Nah, it’s fine. I released it for people to listen to, and it’s great that everyone is happy.” Zhang Lingye paused, then smiled and said, “Who knows, maybe I can even ride on your book’s popularity to gain some fame.”
He had a big heart and didn’t care about such minor details, but this Yuan Shen was a perfectionist. If Yu Wei really beat him up, he might develop an inner demon.
Just thinking of the million Yu Yuan fans grinding their teeth in frustration made him happy! Compared to revenge, social death was trivial.
“Don’t blame your brother for not warning you—watch out for explosions. Yu Yuan’s combat power is still too strong. Even if Qi Yuan agrees, they’ll come make trouble…”
“I know.”
In the entertainment industry, who doesn’t have fights? He used to be a nobody no one cared about, but now that he’s popular, he’s definitely a target. As long as the person involved doesn’t mind, the fans are much easier to handle.
Great scholars will debate scripture for me.
……
“Great, great, great! I raise both my hands and feet in approval!”
After reading the new chapter, Qi Luo An was absolutely the happiest one. She’d waited so long, and finally someone had jumped out to beat up her brother.
She just loved seeing him suffer setbacks.
“I’m really curious how Qi Yuan offended you. Is it that parents are partial, or did he bully you when you were kids?”
This question had puzzled Yu Wei for a long time. This brother and younger sister were top tier in modeling, but had absolutely no similarities in other aspects, and their relationship was quite strange.
Those who didn’t know might think they had started fighting over family property early.
“It’s not really an offense. It’s normal for siblings to not get along in personality. I can’t stand his holier-than-thou attitude, and he can’t stand mine.”
It wasn’t deep hatred, after all, they were family. They just both secretly wanted the other to suffer a bit more, and once they ate some hardship, they’d behave…
There was actually a vibe of siblings sabotaging each other, but due to family reasons, there was indeed one fundamental contradiction between them: Qi Yuan was rising smoothly in the entertainment industry following the elders’ wishes, while she wanted to walk her own road.
It was precisely because Qi Yuan’s path in the entertainment industry was too smooth that she always wanted to trip up her big brother. Walking too smoothly in this fame-and-fortune field wasn’t a good thing. This could be considered sibling affection.
Qi Yuan had also sabotaged her plenty of times. Neither could blame the other.
“Can we win this time? Have you chosen the song? Do you know ordinary themes? When are you recording? When can it be released?”
It was clear Qi Luo An was really anxious, but her anxiety wouldn’t help. Yu Wei had only just recorded “Red Bean” this morning, and the plot of the fourth episode program hadn’t unfolded yet.
For this album of vinegar “Same Dust,” the limited topic for the new round of competition was “ordinary.” There were so many choices for this theme, and Yu Wei loved listening to them himself.
Among them, the one with the highest fame was probably “The Ordinary Road,” but this song clearly required life experience. It wasn’t suitable for him, just in his early twenties, to write it.
When it came to songs about ordinary people, Mao Buyi was definitely an unavoidable towering mountain. Similar age, singing his songs wouldn’t feel too out of place.
Whether it was the eight cups of wine in “Eliminate Sorrow” or the soul-searching in “Someone Like Me,” both reflected the dilemmas of ordinary life.
These two songs resonated with many people, mostly expressing personal inner emotional struggles—personal monologue-style works.
Qi Yuan’s “Same Dust” was a song focused on ordinary people. If he chose personal emotional expression works, though the intent matched, the angle was obviously different…
If there were no other choices, Yu Wei would definitely pick one of the two, but he happened to know another song by Mao Buyi, which sang about those nameless ordinary people as a group.
“Nameless Person.” It wrote about sanitation workers, taxi drivers, construction workers—these unremarkable people in the city who were striving to live.
I am a nameless person on this road, a traveler, a family provider. This is a group portrait of ordinary people.
Compared to self-expression, this song focused more on the exalted expression of the spiritual value of ordinary people, going a layer deeper than “Same Dust”‘s simple praise of the ordinary.
“Guaranteed win.”
To be honest, Yu Wei still took this match quite seriously. After all, Qi Yuan’s song did have some substance; he had to bring out some tough opponent.
Nothing else to boast about, but Yu Wei was definitely more familiar with what ordinary meant than Qi Yuan. After all, he had truly been poor—tears wetting the assembled meal, vowing to write a thousand jun.
“Great, great, great! How about we skip recording and just go live singing? Pull Qi Yuan into the live stream and rub it in his face!”
This was a younger sister?
Killing was one thing, but destroying the heart was another. Yu Wei wasn’t that ruthless. No grudge, no resentment.
“Isn’t your family an entertainment family? Will there be that common novel trope where beating the small one brings the old one?”
This situation was rare in entertainment novels, more common in cultivation fantasy. Beating a small villain drags out a bunch, and the more revenge, the more enemies.
Beat the small one, the old one comes; beat the old one, an even older one comes. No method—cultivation also involves human relationships; who can fight having connections above…
“Probably not. My parents are indeed a bit partial to Qi Yuan, but they won’t protect shortcomings. They might even invite you over for tea.”
Tea, huh? Could he go?
“How about I make the first move? Starting from your brother, beating them one by one upward, finally your grandfather and grandmother.”
The gold content of an entertainment family—everyone in her family was a famous figure with a name. He’d probably run into them sooner or later… He wouldn’t dare make such a joke face-to-face, but online it was fine.
“My grandfather won’t do. He’s gone.”
Yu Wei stared at the message in a daze for a while. What was with this sudden guilt?
“Sorry, my apologies.”
“It’s fine. I’ve never met him and have no emotion toward him. I’ve only heard his stories and legends from Grandmother.”
It was clear there was no emotion. If there were real feelings, she wouldn’t use the word “gone.” At least it would be passed away or departed.
But those words “legends” did catch Yu Wei’s attention. What kind of person’s life could be called legends?
Night City has no living legends.
“You’re still too kind. Go check the book friend circle quick.”
Qi Luo An’s new message interrupted his thoughts. As expected, Qi Yuan’s fans had come attacking…
Any public figure has extreme fans, and even Yu Wei himself couldn’t avoid it, let alone a boy group idol nurtured by the fan circle.
Not many came, but they talked a lot. They started with passive-aggressive right away, showing off Qi Yuan’s resume, belittling Yu Wei’s works, and some even cursed this book.
He had no issue, Qi Yuan had no issue, yet only the fans had issues…
It seemed he really needed to consider Qi Luo An’s suggestion for a live stream, but of course not for face-rubbing mockery, but to chat with Qi Yuan in the form of musical exchange.
Can’t make it hard for a brother.
Yu Wei opened the post comments and surprisingly saw some readers’ replies.
“You can curse however you want elsewhere, but must you come here to throw tantrums? Don’t affect us normal readers, okay?”
“Can fan circle dogs just drop dead? Go fight in your own territory. This is a book friend circle, damn it.”
“Fun fact: only we can curse the dog author.”
Tearfully moved, Yu Wei thought readers only watched for fun, but at the critical moment, they were fiercer than each other. Everyone had surprisingly reached a consensus on dealing with the fan circle.
One called “Name Too Long Always Some Idiot Reads It” went full power, single-handedly shutting down the fan circle fans so they didn’t dare show their heads—instant kill on sight.
It was just that few people came. If all million Yu Yuan came, the novel circle couldn’t muster even one fighter…
But readers weren’t all on his side. Plenty fished in troubled waters, just short of waving arms shouting “fight, fight!”
Watching the show was one thing, some even stood on the other side speaking for Qi Yuan.
Zifu: Convinced. Debts have owners. What did his fans do wrong? I’ve seen too many boys my age, but only Qi Yuan sticks in my mind. Everyone stop reading Yu Wei, come stan Yuan Shen together. (A female fan who likes Qi Yuan “hugs you,” must be pretty with a good figure “gratitude” “gratitude”)
Is that speaking for Qi Yuan? I don’t even want to call you out!
Extra update tonight, thanks brothers for support
