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Chapter 152 How do you know how to use such a treasure?

Yu Wei underestimated the idols' determination to stick together for mutual support. Four hours after the voting channel opened, the votes of the three AI passersby and Chen Chen were completely overtaken.

At 2 a.m. in China, this is the peak time for fan groups and online trolls to "commit crimes." Since many readers and netizens are already asleep, naturally no one is going to confront them.

Yu Wei thought about it carefully and realized it made sense. These people didn't want to lose in the first place, and now that they've won and have the chance to choose a song, they'll definitely give it their all...

When he set the indigenous level as a reward level, he not only neutralized the opponent's propaganda war, but also gave them a reason to take a gamble.

When defeating monsters yields gold coins, the nature of the game changes.

The stronger the AI's song, the more excited the other side becomes. These three songs are more likely to become hits than the last, and several idols were stunned after watching them.

There's always a way out. When they saw Yu Weiyi fighting three opponents, they all thought they were doomed. But then they realized something was wrong. If they won now, wouldn't they be able to take off?
Neither the mole nor Yu Wei can break them down; on the contrary, they will become more united, allowing their fans to work together to garner votes.

Let's aim to advance to the next round in one go, and then each of us can sing a song!

Yu Weizhen was so meticulous that he made a mistake!

……

"Aren't you afraid that these people will go crazy and vote for your song?"

Qi Luoan could naturally understand such a simple principle. Losing to AI was already shameful, but now there was a reward, so he was bound to perform exceptionally well.

The saying goes, "An army is raised for a thousand days to be used for one." This time, these idol groups will probably have to go all out, even if it means spending money to buy votes, it's still profitable.

Money can be earned back through songs, but Yu Wei's songs are ones that have already been tested and proven, and once this opportunity is gone, it's gone forever.

Even assuming the worst, if a company can secure a hit song for its artist, there's no guarantee the company behind it won't get involved...

In contrast, these AI singers, although their singing skills are stronger than their opponents, lack both fans and financial backing.

Passerby voting is largely a matter of chance. If someone is really willing to spend money, relying on scattered, spontaneous votes from passersby would probably be very difficult to win.

Qi Luoan didn't believe that Yu Wei was unaware of such a thing. Since the kid had done it, he must have some kind of countermeasure.

"I have thought about it, but don't worry."

Yu Wei must have been prepared. How could he possibly hand over the song to those idols?

"So, how do you plan to deal with this?"

Qi Luoan couldn't think of anything for a moment. AI had no fans and no capital, so what could it rely on? It couldn't rely on netizens, could it?

Although these AIs were created by combining data from netizens, the power of netizens is ultimately limited.

Most people are just watching for fun; the outcome of the competition doesn't really concern them. Relying on netizens' spontaneous voting is somewhat presumptuous.

It's not that she looks down on netizens' abilities or anything, it's just that relying solely on the kindness of strangers at a time like this is too much...

"You'll find out tomorrow. Go to sleep now."

It's already 11 p.m., and Yu Wei is still planning to finish the piano piece tomorrow. Little idols are just minor things.

There's an awards ceremony tomorrow night, and I don't know if "The Tuner" will win any awards. I hope they don't go back empty-handed.

"Are you trying to whet my appetite?"

Qi Luoan gritted his teeth, realizing there was really nothing he could do about it. Yu Wei was too tight-lipped; he had many secrets, but he couldn't get any out of him.

She returned to her room and lay on her bed, still feeling uneasy. After all, it was Yu Wei's work; even if it was a rejected draft, she couldn't let those people take it...

Her sleep was intermittent; she could even clearly hear the hotel clock ticking. In this silence, Qi Luoan finally fell into a deep sleep from exhaustion.

As dawn broke, she was not yet fully awake. Her eyelashes trembled, and her first instinct was to reach for her phone on the pillow.

"how come?"

She skillfully unlocked her phone and opened the voting post for the novel. The idol, who had been leading by tens of thousands of votes last night, had actually been overtaken by AI by more than 100,000 votes.

Random voting by passersby certainly wouldn't be this efficient and accurate, and the increase wouldn't be this dramatic. The idols are already manipulating votes, yet the locals are getting more votes than them, which can only mean...

Someone is manipulating votes for AI!

Qi Luoan rolled out of bed and ran to Yu Wei's room without even washing her face. She seemed to have figured something out and wanted to confirm it.

"coming."

When Yu Wei opened the door, she was wearing a simple T-shirt and sweatpants, and her hair was a little messy, but her eyes were clear, indicating that she had obviously been up for a while.

He was clearly taken aback when he saw Qi Luoan outside the door. His gaze lingered on her disheveled hair and face for a moment, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.

Qi Luoan was wearing slippers, her hair was haphazardly tied into a crooked bun, with a few strands of hair falling unruly across her forehead and around her ears, and even a small tuft sticking up stubbornly.

She still had pillow marks on her face, and faint shadows under her eyes, clearly indicating that she had just struggled out of bed.

I never expected Qi Luoan to have such a sloppy side... No wonder this person wanted to watch him sleep; it turns out he's a bad sleeper and is projecting his own bad habits onto others.

Qi Luo'an, disregarding her shyness or perhaps not even expecting herself to look like this, asked in one breath.

"Did the contestants who have already advanced vote for the AI?"

Yu Wei found it somewhat amusing to see her rushing over in such a hurry, without even washing her face.

"Come in first." He stepped aside. "It's chilly in the morning, don't stand at the door talking."

Just as Qi Luoan guessed, at this point, it wasn't just netizens who wanted the AI ​​to win; there were other contestants as well.

After all, there are only five AI singers and only five songs in the AI ​​music library. Compared to the contestants, there are definitely too many applicants for too few songs. There's already not enough for everyone; the contestants in the advancement zone are desperately needing more. How can anyone allow a few from the revival round to try and take advantage of the situation?
If you've chosen, what am I supposed to choose?
Those who advanced, like Tong Yulu, are still waiting for Yu Wei's song to change their fate. How could Xiao Kalami from the revival round possibly covet the song!
Did they let you win before you dared to win? Did they even ask them?

Among those who have advanced to the second round, the fans of Tong Yulu, Chi Leying, and Zhou Mumu are all easy to deal with. Even Zhang Lingye's fans and Qi Yuan's remnants still have a fighting chance.

In addition, there are many idol fans who were lucky enough to advance in the first round, and there are quite a few people waiting to get songs from the AI. Naturally, they won't just stand by and watch them succeed.

"I never understood why old monsters in the cultivation world would try to steal treasures from juniors, until I saw a dog carrying a hundred dollars."

Qi Luoan was amused by Yu Wei's statement.

Haha, how could you possibly know how to use such a treasure? Why not hand it over to me, and you can exchange it for half a starch sausage.

The current situation perfectly matches this plot: those who advanced haven't obtained the treasure yet, and seeing the revival team gaining an advantage, they have no choice but to "kill and steal the treasure."

This was exactly what Yu Wei had planned, because he had specifically asked Tong Yulu and the others, and the answer they all gave was that they would intervene.

The novel didn't lie; people will grab anything they see that's good...

Qi Luoan breathed a slight sigh of relief. It seemed that he really didn't need to worry. Yu Wei was indeed shrewd.

He's so shrewd, he must have figured out what I was up to long ago. Pretending not to know is definitely the best way to prove me wrong.

If it were anyone else at this point, they would probably be internally debating whether the other person liked them anymore, but Qi Luoan did the opposite; she chose to rebel.

He likes to pretend, but he'll behave himself after the awards ceremony tonight and the bet results are out...

"It's good that you're alright. I'm going back to catch up on my sleep."

Qi Luoan yawned and bumped into the agent who was outside reporting to Yu Wei as he pushed open the door to leave the room.

Liu Ning watched Qi Luo'an, his hair disheveled and wearing only pajamas, walk away into the distance, and his pupils dilated in shock. Sigh, young people…

She pushed open the door and entered the room. The piano that Yu Wei had asked her to arrange had already been found, and she could go over to practice anytime.

"Thank you, Sister Liu."

Yu Wei plans to write out the plot of the piano piece first, and then practice it before exchanging it. After all, it is an international stage, and he cannot be too hasty.

……

In the afternoon in Leuven, Belgium, sunlight streamed through old window frames and fell on the floor of a quiet music store.

Yu Wei lightly touched the piano keys, and Schumann's "I Hear a Familiar Song" flowed out like a stream.

He had only rented the music room to practice in preparation for his upcoming cultural performance at the Louvre International Film Festival, unaware that his music had already penetrated the soundproof door and filled the entire music store corridor.

This was originally the fourth song in Schumann's song cycle "Dichterliebe," an art song, but it was adapted into a piano solo version in "The Tuner."

At first, only a few people stopped to listen. An elderly gentleman with silver hair, who was tuning his violin, suddenly put down the rosin and listened intently.

The trainee, wearing a plaid shirt, subconsciously held his breath as the indicator light on his phone, which was recording video, quietly lit up.

Yu Wei was completely unaware that the music he learned from movies and TV dramas was only in a simple form, but despite this, his bold adaptation still attracted a lot of attention.

"Dichterliebe" can be considered Schumann's "love diary," but in the adaptation of "Andhadhun," this cheerful melody carries a hint of danger and is used directly at a crime scene.

Mr. Jacques, the owner of the music store, was checking accounts at the counter when he heard the noise. He took out his treasured recording equipment and gently pushed open the door to the music room.

Schumann was a 19th-century European composer and a representative figure of Romantic music. It is hard to imagine that a young Chinese man could make such a subversive adaptation of his works.

This is precisely why the judges were full of praise for the musicality of "The Tuner"—they were somewhat curious about Yu Wei.

As the music grew louder, a crowd quietly gathered.

The corridor was too crowded, so those who arrived later leaned against the stair railing and listened intently. One mother put her finger to her lips to signal her bouncing child to be quiet.

People who regularly visit the music store know a little about the piano, and just as they were getting into the music, it suddenly stopped.

There's only this one scene in the short film, and that's all Yu Wei knows...

Everyone looked at each other, wondering what unexpected situation had interfered with his performance.

They were reluctant to leave when they heard a new melody coming from the music room: the third movement of Rachmaninoff's Sonata for Cello and Piano in G minor.

The original piece was a duet for cello and piano, but in "Andhadhun," only the piano part is retained. This is the piece the protagonist plays at the beginning of the competition, and it is also the piece he plays at the crime scene at the end of the film.

This piece is quite challenging to be used as an entry in a piano competition, but the music didn't falter because of the attention; instead, it became even more vibrant.

The notes, like a dense swarm of bees, were not chaotic at all; the variations in volume were just right, captivating the listener and drawing them unconsciously into the music.

However, the good times didn't last long, and the music stopped abruptly again, like a movie suddenly stopping at the climax. While they were still enjoying the music, they were also puzzled.

Was this person really not doing it on purpose? With such excellent piano skills, it's a bit disappointing to stop playing at the crucial part.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but move closer, wanting to see who this eccentric musician really was.

Yu Wei was completely unaware of this; indeed, these two piano excerpts alone were insufficient to support an entire performance…

However, he has already decided what piece of music to use for tomorrow's performance. He'll finish writing the novel first and then think about exchanging it!

The door to the music room was slowly pushed open by curious passersby, who were able to see the young man from the mysterious East.

He had already closed the piano and was sitting upright next to it, typing on his laptop.

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(End of this chapter)