Chapter 94: I See Yu Wei’s A Netizen Too
“Last time in the book, it was said that the former school belle wore her wedding dress, toasts clinking amid hidden sorrow, pretending to be a wealthy guest, who would have thought she bumped into the master of ceremonies wearing the same outfit!”
“To continue, Xia Luo returned to the 97 classroom, thinking it was just a dream of the yellow millet, first slapping the teacher, then setting fire to books, jumping off the building and breaking his leg, only then realizing it was true transmigration.”
The day after the program recording, after Yu Wei got tired from running, he called Qi Luo An again. With some cooperation experience, their cooperation became more tacit, and the efficiency was much higher than yesterday.
Xing Chao and the photographer had long given up on peeking at the script, just listening idly on the side, purely treating Yu Wei’s creative process as background noise…
“So, do you really not need me to help with writing?”
Qi Luo An saw the text live broadcast post in the book friend circle, heard that Yu Wei’s arm couldn’t even straighten today, obviously because he hadn’t exercised for too long and overdid it yesterday, his body not adapting.
In this situation, writing would understandably be very uncomfortable, and she was thinking whether she should also take over for him.
“It’s fine, I guessed yesterday that my arm would start hurting today, so I prepared drafts in advance.”
As an old failure, Yu Wei had this bit of experience. The new chapter was already set to auto-post, right at the quarrel plot of the film and television gala.
He just didn’t expect Qi Luo An to be this considerate. These two days, wasn’t she being a bit too good to him…
Life is not a novel, without so many tagged straight men. Yu Wei naturally wasn’t one either; he could clearly feel the change in Qi Luo An’s attitude toward him.
Different from others’ flattery toward him, this was an unquestionable kindness, not strongly purposeful, yet extremely purposeful, seeking nothing yet seeking everything.
Simply put, she was different.
Be wary of life’s three major illusions, but don’t blanket judge. Yu Wei’s idea was to wait and see, adjusting dynamic expectations without letting down others’ good intentions.
“That’s good.”
Qi Luo An wasn’t afraid of Yu Wei noticing either. They say brave people enjoy the world first; since she wasn’t stealing or robbing, there was no need to hide anything.
However, it was still a bit short of directly expressing her feelings. She needed a little more time to understand herself—avoiding it but not blindly, just let it happen naturally.
Actually, the process of helping Yu Wei with writing was quite interesting. This movie script was fun; at least she personally liked it a lot.
She didn’t know what kind of mood Yu Wei was in when writing the plot of transmigrating back to beat the teacher—was it love for school…
And the forced kiss with the school belle—Yu Wei wouldn’t really have such ideas, would he? Qi Luo An wrote it gnashing her teeth, quite puzzled by it.
At noon, Yu Wei’s novel auto-posted. He immediately opened the new chapter to see what netizens were saying.
“Tong Yulu? That’s invincible.”
“Who is that? Sounds familiar.”
Tong Yulu was a third-tier artist in the entertainment industry. Those who didn’t follow girl groups probably didn’t know her. For some readers, this role was no different from an original creation.
“I remember, nice legs.”
“Why is Lao Yu starting to use real person stars? If fans come, I’ll be the first to run!”
“Feels like some kind of shady deal.”
The first time introducing real people had a good effect. Interaction data was much better than usual, and some readers even spontaneously posted Tong Yulu’s beautiful photos in the comments.
But as they read on, something felt off. Damn, there was even a hair-pulling plot?
There weren’t many female stars surnamed Chi in the entertainment industry anyway, and the one with ties to Tong Yulu was just Chi Leying. Writing it this way was no different from directly pointing it out, but the benefit was avoiding lawyer’s letters…
“What’s the deal with these two? Anyone big explain.”
“Fans pulling them apart, personality clash, pure rivals.”
“The two girl groups never got along. During the talent show, they kept stepping on the opposite side, fans cursing back and forth—how could their relationship be good? Later they both went on ‘HELLO Roommate’ and had plenty of contradictions.”
“Isn’t it the deer bumping into porcelain? Little musician didn’t provoke.”
Seeing this message, Yu Wei knew the main event had begun. Casual readers watched the catfight for fun, but the two sides’ fans really got into it—this was the main source of interaction volume.
Once they really started fighting, it had nothing to do with Yu Wei’s novel plot anymore—buying black trending searches, mutual rumors, live-streaming shade, big fans mutually exposing—basically all old rotten grains.
There is no right or wrong between fan circles. Repaying grudge with grudge has no end. Yu Wei’s novel was just an add-on, successfully stirring up new and old hatreds.
This sounded fantastical, but it was actually quite common. If Yu Wei wrote two mobile phone brands fighting, it’d probably have the same effect…
Once the crowd size grows, differences are inevitable. Plus his novel came with traffic, so those with differing views started spontaneously coming to take sides.
Gradually, Yu Wei, as the one fanning the flames, faded into the background of the event. The two sides’ fans quarreled on their own, not mentioning him at all.
“Is this the netizen’s joy?”
Yu Wei didn’t expect the two sides’ fans to be this hostile, directly locking onto each other and launching attacks. They were quarreling hotly and ignoring him.
You must first attack that taunting minion.
Book friends had never seen such a spectacle, mouths full of “bitch” and “deer,” black nicknames flying everywhere, targeting each other’s weaknesses. Compared to traditional internet arguments, it was much more violent.
Netizens argue to show understanding, but fan circle catfights are pure malice—the starting points are different, so the bloodiness naturally can’t compare.
“Can’t you guys curse Yu Wei too?”
“Luring sisters in to boost subscriptions, huh? Yu Wei, you deserve to die!”
“Looks like Yu Wei is a netizen too.”
The readers were almost laughing. Classic: both sides cursing and fanning flames while staying out of it.
Far from just a netizen, he even had a bit of instigator suspicion. Yu Wei had prepared to get cursed before posting this chapter, but who knew the two sides got so red-eyed they ignored him.
He could even get completely cleared like this?
Yu Wei almost simultaneously received calls from three sides: agent Liu Ning, and the involved parties Tong Yulu and Chi Leying.
“What are you doing?”
Liu Ning was dumbfounded hearing the news. You write novels and make up stuff, fine, but how could you directly use real people catfighting? Afraid the two fans wouldn’t quarrel?
It could only be said that fortunately his wings were now strong with backing. If it were a few months ago, writing this would be suicidal.
Actually, the two sides’ fans ignoring Yu Wei had a bit of this reason too—cursing Yu Wei was thankless and would affect their own public appeal…
I was wrong, dare to do it again next time.
While Yu Wei was taking calls, the interaction volume had successfully surpassed the 10,000 mark, and the growth rate showed no signs of slowing.
After redeeming the song, he picked up Chi Leying’s call. Tong Yulu was voluntary, but not her; for her, it was somewhat an undeserved calamity, so he still needed to express a little apology.
“If I say I didn’t write about you, would you believe it?”
“I believe it.” Chi Leying was always gentle and easygoing, no anger or joy detectable, just faintly saying: “But I wish it was me.”
“You can write my full name in the next chapter.”
What was wrong with her? All wanting to enter his soul refining banner?
Chi Leying wasn’t stupid. She could see from the real-time popularity that Yu Wei’s one novel chapter directly put her and Tong Yulu on the trending search list. Weibo reads and discussions exploded, even gaining fans…
Second- and third-tier artists usually had no chance at trending searches. More crucially, this form hardly damaged their reputation.
These days, hype draws backlash, black-red ruins reputation, CP has endless fallout. “Painless fame” was simply a miracle. Don’t look at the two sides quarreling now; it wouldn’t hurt their core fanbase.
Her and Tong Yulu’s fans didn’t overlap at all. Quarreling was just quarreling; quarreling fiercer could even abuse fans for purification. The popularity was real.
In the entertainment industry, top streams rising from catfights weren’t rare, but passersby easily got turned off. But at their level, it was different—everyone knew who the fire-starter was.
Aside from the emotional fluctuations of fan quarrels, this breaking through the circle had no downsides for them. Normal people knew how to choose.
Yu Wei’s novel was like an eight-sided cage competition. Everyone was there for popularity; no one could call out another…
“How about I write you two as a CP?”
“Better not.”
Pairing rivals as CP was like force-feeding shit to fans. Don’t think now the two sides only had eyes for each other; if written that way, they’d first kill the author.
After hanging up, Yu Wei felt a somewhat absurd unreality. No one cursing after fanning the flames was one thing, but how were the fire-fanned ones gladly accepting it?
She even had to thank him!
But soon, finally someone turned their sights on the real culprit: him.
“In recent years, chaos in the entertainment industry ecology has been frequent, with issues like capital manipulation, traffic supremacy, and lack of professional morality increasingly becoming social focal points.
Against this backdrop, Yu Wei’s novel, with sharp insight and biting prose, builds in just one chapter a ‘entertainment industry floating world picture’ full of real-world mapping significance.
In this event, he dissects entertainment industry ills with literature’s scalpel, carrying serious thinking through absurd narrative, achieving ideological elevation for entertainment critique themes.”
So good at overinterpretation, you taking the grad school exam or what?
Yu Wei thought it was some marketing account innovating for traffic again, but looking closely—state media…
This one doesn’t need an exam.
You must be a positive figure, the novel must be positive reading material—if not, it will be!
