Chapter 76: Fiction Has Truly Come To Reality
Wei Yu appeared in a deep sea blue velvet suit, instantly eliciting screams. From the moment he stepped onto the red carpet, the finals had actually begun.
Amid the continuous shouts and shutter sounds, he wasn’t in a hurry to enter. Instead, he quietly stood at the door, looking back toward the end of the red carpet, as if waiting for someone.
What is he doing?
Just as the onlookers were baffled, the next guest arrived. Chen Xinran wore a backless gown, her snow-white beautiful back and butterfly bones glistening with pearl-like sheen under the strong lights.
Is this a singer competition or a beauty pageant? Why is everyone dressed so exquisitely one after another?
They hadn’t even started screaming yet when Wei Yu at the door slowly spoke: “Overall coherence is good, personalization is outstanding, scene adaptation is average, detail control is average, fashion sense is passable. Outfit gets a 7.”
Damn, this kid is addicted to scoring…
The finals of Singer-songwriter are team competitions, so Yu Wei plans to switch up his writing style for a four-versus-four showdown.
The protagonist only needs to compete in one match in the schedule, but Yu Wei plans to produce four songs directly—it’s the captain’s responsibility.
His own track will use original songs, while for the second half-season opponents, he still plans to use real singers’ works as always, emphasizing immersive immersion.
Can’t distinguish virtual from reality.jpg.
Where do the four works come from? Easy—this episode’s Music Blind Box has three star guests besides him, plus Jiang Li from the first episode, that’s plenty.
Anyway, writing the plot is during the program’s recording period, so he can casually say hi anytime, discuss things if needed, without offending anyone.
They’re all calling him Brother Yu, and his book just happens to need some material—how about this…
Yu Wei now only hopes that the guest performer for the second episode of Music Blind Box has a representative work worth using, or else he’ll be short another piece of material.
It’s a music variety show after all—surely they wouldn’t invite a good-for-nothing as a guest, right?
During these few days of rest, Yu Wei also sorted out the game cooperation. After seeing the Sword Like a Dream demo, both sides independently raised their offers.
The song’s quality is one aspect, but more importantly, they discovered Yu Wei’s influence isn’t simple—a short recording video garnered tens of millions of views.
This song has become synonymous with “wuxia flavor” on the internet. Even for this added value alone, it’s worth them upping the price.
Pig Factory, with its deep pockets, continued raising the base price; the studio, short on funds but full of sincerity, offered some equity incentive on top of unchanged profit sharing.
This is the ultimate big pie. Yu Wei checked the forums—this studio has a lot of potential, and their games are good too. He decides to trust them once.
Seniority is important, of course, but sometimes breaking into the market needs the drive of some new forces…
Pig Factory’s wuxia—those in the know get it.
After posting the new chapter, the program team’s car arrived. Yu Wei headed to the site while opening the long-neglected book review section.
He truly hadn’t expected that the broadcast hall for that day’s performance actually had on-site fans. He doesn’t know how the readers got tickets, but someone posted a blurry photo in the book friend circle.
Of course, it could also be new fans who followed his novel after hearing the live performance, but this reader Mujin Nuansia is tight-lipped—besides the on-site photo, not a single word.
You can only say what kind of author attracts what kind of reader when it comes to teasing appetites…
“Chen Xinran, isn’t she Sister Nan’s extra?”
“Tsk tsk tsk, snow back and butterfly bones—author, you’re not being honest.”
“Let Sister Nan go after recording the program, Yu Wei, I beg you, boo hoo.”
Damn, this reader is such a netizen—people who don’t know might think he’s some pervert. He’s not even that close to Su Xinnan…
As he scrolled, an eye-catching comment caught Yu Wei’s attention: Book Friend 20200308023046999: Didn’t pick me in the first episode, must pick me in the second (fire) (fire).
The red pill who missed out last time?
So eager—definitely can’t pick that one. Usually, people this desperate to meet the author are either sending razor blades or checking water meters. How dare he pick that?
Yu Wei entered the broadcast hall and ran into staff by the camera tracks. Several reverent “Brother Wei” calls rose one after another; he nodded in response, his gaze habitually scanning the audience.
Compared to being called teacher, being called bro is barely acceptable.
Suddenly, his sight locked on a figure in the corner—a familiar silhouette tilting her head on the mentor seat, her jet-black long hair shimmering chestnut under the strong lights, her side profile sharp yet lively.
Oh no, Tong Yulu.
Is the program team that short on money? They actually invited a good-for-nothing without a representative work—where’s he supposed to find another material now?
Actually, Yu Wei’s words were a bit harsh. Popular girl group members appearing on music variety shows is common, especially as guest performers—just record one episode and leave, no need for much gold content.
Tong Yulu’s current popularity is even higher than Jiang Li’s from the previous episode. The idol track favors youth, and Tong Yulu is still in her prime.
“Whoa, the great novelist is here.”
Back when recording the roommate variety show, she called him great musician; now she’s straight-up calling him novelist. This girl posts novel reading insights in the “roommate group” every day—Yu Wei gets annoyed just seeing her now.
That roommate group isn’t just their seven; it includes the other eight guest performers from HELLO Roommates whom he doesn’t know at all—the awkwardness is imaginable.
She was the one posting insights, but Yu Wei is the one suffering social death…
An artist who, instead of improving her skills, spends every day reading his book—what, does his book have a path to salvation?
“Is this fate punishing me?”
“What are you muttering about? Come sit!”
Tong Yulu patted the empty guest seat beside her, full of warm hospitality. Outsiders might think Yu Wei was the replacement guest.
As soon as Yu Wei sat down, she started reminiscing, even dragging Chi Leying—who Yu Wei had recently boosted—into it with gritted teeth.
Feels like they could form a pure hate CP—definitely some netizens would love that…
“You don’t know how smug she was after getting a role from Chao Yue Ban. A couple days ago, she joined the film crew and was still badmouthing me.”
“She’s joined the film crew?”
This actually surprised Yu Wei, but Chi Leying’s acting skills are decent enough for an idol drama—good luck and she could blow up.
“Yeah, thanks to you—otherwise where would she get such great resources… Sigh, when will you boost me too?”
Last time she was buttering him up; now she’s straight-up begging. Wish for it, and it’ll come true.
“When the rooster finishes the rice, the dog licks the noodles clean, and the fire burns through the lock.”
Su Xinnan and Meng Han beside them listened quietly. They should mingle more with the young ones—just hearing them chatter made them feel younger.
The recording process was the same as last episode: host does the interlude, then guests pick blind boxes. But this time Yu Wei was last to pick.
He spotted the leftover “writing worse than singing” from last time at a glance. Looks like this reader really trusts him—didn’t even change the keywords…
Meng Han and Su Xinnan picked casually without much hesitation, but Tong Yulu dithered forever and ended up picking Yu Wei’s numbered reader exactly.
Not cool, buddy?
No choice if it’s snatched, but thinking about it, this brother spending seven days with a girl group idol isn’t a bad deal.
When it was Yu Wei’s turn, only two blind boxes remained: the purple one had no keywords, while the black one’s keyword was “Sound of Rain”.
No keywords—trying to pique the guest’s curiosity, huh? But Yu Wei wasn’t buying it and went straight for the black blind box.
He had no time for guessing games—fans get priority.
This time Yu Wei opened first. The blind box reveal was like bargaining with a fox spirit—knowing the risk but dying with curiosity. The black curtain hid even the silhouette, making him quite concerned.
What identity could it be?
The curtain dropped, revealing the contestant’s petite and delicate face. Jet-black long hair fell to her shoulders, her slender figure wrapped in a jasmine-colored dress, looking quiet and well-behaved.
Even Yu Wei was stunned—another female fan? Isn’t he a male-channel author?
But he quickly noticed something off about the female contestant. Even after the curtain dropped, she still kept her eyes downcast, standing dazed in place.
Only after the host greeted her did the girl hurriedly look up and say hello, her eyes staring straight ahead, vacant gaze forcing a smile but completely missing the guests’ direction.
No way…
Yu Wei suddenly felt a bizarre absurdity—a blind contestant, with him in the guest seat. Isn’t this a bridge from his novel?
Has the novel really come to life?
Or did this blind reader dislike his plot so much she came knocking herself.
