Have you ever been a celebrity? Why are you writing about entertainment?

Chapter 182 Top-tier character development ability?
There was one thing that Yu Wei had always held a grudge about.

When this episode was first recorded, the reason he chose Rio Sakuratani's blind box was because her label was "Mapo Tofu".

Yu Wei thought it was a food-related profession, which is why she chose it. Who knew she was a Japanese girl?

Japanese Mapo Tofu is authentic Mapo Tofu? It's heresy!
Have you ever even eaten Sichuan cuisine before writing this? Are you just making assumptions?

During their lunch break, Yu Wei planned to take the two of them to eat some authentic Mapo Tofu and chat about some trivial matters that are not worth mentioning to outsiders.

Sakura Rio believed everything she was told and came whenever she was called. Seeing that they had all gone, Qi Luoan had to go too, otherwise, would she let the two of them eat together?

She didn't know where Yu Wei was going, but she just followed him without hesitation. It wasn't until they entered a side alley next to the noisy traffic that Qi Luoan's pace slowed down noticeably.

Is this still a respectable place?

Well, since I'm already here, I hope they'll go easy on me when they cut the kidneys...

Rio Sakuratani followed closely behind, finding this stretch of road quite novel.

Yu Weicai stopped when he reached the depths of the alley and glanced at the small, unadorned wooden door next to him, which was only adorned with a single yellow lantern.

There was no signboard above the door, only a couplet with faded characters: "Spicy, numbing, fresh, fragrant, and hot, the five flavors determine the universe."

"So this is for eating?"

Qi Luoan casually put his arm around Sakura Rio's arm, the movement so fluid it didn't seem like they'd just met. "I thought you were going to lead us to some deserted alleyway to do something?"

Rio Sakuraya felt as if she had been put on pause. She could clearly feel the warmth from Qi Luoan's arm and the beating of his pulse.

This was a completely unfamiliar way of connecting with her; she had never encountered anything like this before, having been in China for so long…

Fear and be wary of the Chinese female bronze statue.

"They're already stupid, and you're still making fun of them."

Yu Wei knew exactly what Qi Luoan was up to. Sure enough, her older brother Qi Yuan understood her best; she was rotten to the core.

He didn't argue with the two of them any further. He stepped forward and knocked on the door three times. This private restaurant was recommended to him by music supervisor Hong Hui when he was planning to treat the technical department to a meal. He just stopped by today to try it out.

"coming."

An aunt wearing a clean apron opened the door in response. She clearly recognized Yu Wei, but did not make any extra movements. She simply warmly invited them in.

This store seems to have something special about it, since they treat everyone equally...

It's not that Yu Wei felt he should be treated specially, but rather that this situation is very common. Not to mention celebrities, many restaurant bloggers are practically welcomed by the restaurants when they go out to eat.

The fact that he could remain calm even after recognizing him shows that he is honest and upright, and has complete confidence in his own cooking.

Stepping over the threshold, a rather simple restaurant comes into view. The hall is not large, with only four or five rustic square tables.

At the very back is a transparent glass wall, behind which the flickering fire of a stove can be vaguely seen, and a composed figure is busy inside.

"Not pre-made food, bad review."

"Reversing the Heavenly Gang?"

The three of them found a corner to sit down. Old Hong said that this shop relies entirely on regular customers and usually has very few customers, which is suitable for a celebrity like him. It was indeed true.

The air is filled with the aroma of fermented soybean paste, Sichuan peppercorns, and chili oil, which makes you feel very at ease.

Rio Sakuratani curiously examined the various dried chili peppers and spice specimens displayed in a small shop window, and muttered a Japanese phrase to herself.

"what did she say?"

Qi Luo'an belatedly turned on the real-time translation software. He'd heard that some shopkeepers with awakened bloodlines would add something extra when they heard Japanese people. He hoped they were alright...

As for why I asked Yu Wei, well, this kid has written Japanese songs, which means he must know some Japanese.

Unbelievable! This kid speaks Japanese in addition to French. Weren't his four years a bit too fulfilling?
She said it was so cool.

This simple and traditional design is still very attractive to people in Sakura. Since he had nothing better to do, Yu Wei simply turned on his device and started typing.

I'll write out "Peach Blossom Promise" first to exchange for it, then I can record the song and tune the AI. Let's get today's competition organized first.

It starts again...

Qi Luoan was already used to his habit of taking different sizes wherever he wanted, so he decided to tease Sakura Rio, who was taking pictures all over the place.

"Rio-chan, right? Let your senior take a look."

Yu Wei turned a deaf ear to Qi Luoan's perverse tastes and just kept writing. They were all readers, so why should readers make things difficult for each other?
As the gentle melody of the intro began, the entire audience of "Top Idol" fell into a breathless silence.

She gently grasped the microphone, and the moment she opened her mouth, her clear and penetrating voice flowed through the hearts of the audience like a clear spring.

The singer's voice, tinged with a perfectly timed sob, perfectly captured the song's beautiful, expansive yet slightly regretful atmosphere.

As the song reached its climax, Deng Shi's voice became increasingly powerful, like peach blossoms blooming in a valley, with layers of emotion sweeping across the entire venue.

Wei Yu listened carefully to the melody of "Peach Blossom Promise" and silently gave it a score of 8.5.

Yu Wei is relatively objective. He personally likes the song, but its shortcomings are also quite obvious. The melody is a bit formulaic, so he would rate it around 9 points.

The main reason for giving it an 8.5 is that it's a song with an ancient Chinese style. There are too many internet-famous songs that use the ancient Chinese style as a selling point, and people aren't that interested in this genre anymore.

Yu Wei also feared that netizens had been tired of ancient-style songs for too long and their first reaction would be dislike and difficulty in accepting this style, so he gave some room for error.

One shouldn't speak too definitively. In the novel, whenever he's asked to rate a song, he always gives it a lower score. Giving it too high would be seen as self-praise, but as long as the song is good, a lower score will have plenty of wise men to defend him.

After he finished posting the new chapter, he found several cold dishes laid out in front of him, and Sakura Rio was tentatively taking small bites of Sichuan peppercorn chicken slices.

However, Qi Luo'an didn't touch her chopsticks, seemingly waiting for him to eat together...

If Yu Wei hadn't eaten together a few times before, he would have believed her. Was he just putting on an act because the Japanese girl was there? How scheming!

"Eat quickly, the food is getting cold."

Qi Luoan handed over the freshly scalded chopsticks, then realized that all the dishes served were cold. Oh well, it's not a big deal.

She had just chatted briefly with Rio Sakuraya using translation software, tentatively asking about her opinion of Yu Wei, and the conclusion she reached surprised her greatly.

She was stunned by the overflowing adoration of a little fangirl; it seemed like her eyes were shining when the "senior" was mentioned.

To put it simply, Qi Luoan felt that even a man wouldn't be able to handle her. That's why there are so many naturally naive female protagonists in novels—because quite a few people do like that.

Although neither of them had those intentions, their personalities were so appealing, yet terrifying, that one had to be wary...

"You're being too deliberate."

Yu Wei took the chopsticks but didn't dare to point it out to her. Little did she know that Qi Luo'an wasn't finished yet. While eating, she didn't forget to open a new chapter of the novel.

He used to say his books were fabricated history, but now he's reading them while eating? Is that some kind of heavy-handed stuff?

"Ancient style songs?"

Qi Luoan was indeed thinking of putting on a show, but he was still a little surprised when he saw the plot description of the new song. This was a style that Yu Wei had never tried before.

Although the song "Swords Like Dreams" has some ancient Chinese style, it also has many modern elements, and its main theme is still martial arts.

"The Landscape Painting" also has lyrics with a strong Chinese flavor, but the rap and arrangement have nothing to do with ancient style.

She personally has high hopes for it, but there haven't been many truly outstanding ancient-style songs in recent years. Simply piling up a few ancient-style images doesn't make it an ancient-style song...

Besides, isn't Deng Shi in Yu Wei's novel a native AI? Can such a high-tech AI sing ancient-style songs well?
"It should be fine."

The market is the market; as long as the song quality is good, one can still make a name for oneself. After all, Yu Wei is no longer a newcomer.

It's just like writing a novel. Fantasy and science fiction may indeed be less popular, but if it's well-written, it can still become popular. A good article can overcome this, just as a good song can overcome this.

"As long as you know the number."

Qi Luo'an had developed a blind trust in Yu Wei, after all, he always managed to create miracles whenever he acted unpredictably, and she had gotten used to it after it happened so many times.

Even if Yu Wei said he was an alien, she would believe him...

Qi Luoan picked up two pieces of the newly served Kung Pao Shrimp and continued reading. To be honest, every time she saw these indigenous characters appear, she had a strong sense of déjà vu, feeling that Yu Wei wrote it so realistically.

It feels like he wasn't just writing down random assumptions, but that these people actually exist.

Aside from the singing, Yu Weilian would briefly mention their background stories and life stories, making it seem genuine.

Is this the ability of top-tier writers to create characters?
Calling Yu Wei a flop is a joke; judging from both the data and her writing style, Yu Wei is far from being a flop.

If it weren't for the fact that these indigenous characters were all well-known singers in the entertainment industry, Qi Luo'an would have almost doubted whether these people actually existed.

It seems I also need to work harder on my writing. She definitely can't catch up with Yu Wei in the entertainment industry, but at least in the realm of online novels, she can't fall too far behind.

Just as she made up her mind, the Mapo Tofu that Sakuragaya Rio had been longing for arrived, but the color was not quite what she remembered.

"Eat up, and we can talk about the novel after we finish eating."

After exchanging for "The Devotion of Suspect X", Yu Wei now had two books and knew more Japanese than before, making communication much easier.

A few days ago during rehearsal, Rio Sakura asked him if he had any plans to translate and publish "Malice" in Sakura Publishing House, and Yu Wei found it quite interesting.

The domestic physical book economy has collapsed, but the Sakura physical book market is still doing well. In addition, the novel "Malice" is a story from that region, so it might receive a very good response.

They should thank us for focusing on exporting our culture overseas.

"I'm gonna start now."

Rio Sakuragaya clasped her hands together in a standard gesture of respect before scooping a spoonful into her own bowl.

The red sauce of Mapo Tofu trembled slightly in the white porcelain bowl. Sakuragaya Rio stared at the famous Chinese dish in front of her, feeling a little uneasy.

This is completely different from the sweet, brownish Mapo Tofu found in Japanese-Chinese restaurants in her hometown.

"Your dick, Mishi Mishi."

Qi Luoan, who was next to her, took a bite first, setting an example for her.

Rio Sakuratani imitated Qi Luoan by scooping up a spoonful, carefully blowing on it before mustering the courage to put it in her mouth.

A burning sensation exploded on the tip of her tongue, then shot up her throat like a small flame. Sakura Rio's fair face instantly turned red, so quickly that Yu Wei felt like he was watching a red-faced emoji.

He casually poured a glass of water and handed it over; anyone who didn't know better would think they were deliberately playing a prank on their international friends.

Rio Sakuratani hurriedly gulped down most of a glass of water, while Qi Luoan, who was watching the drama unfold, gloated and handed her his own water glass.

"Senior, others want to drink too."

(End of this chapter)