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

Chapter 227 The organizers want to harm me?

"I'm sitting so close to the front?"

Yu Wei hadn't actually asked where he would sit beforehand. Normally, someone with less experience like him, no matter how popular he was, could only start from the second row.

While seniority-based promotion is undesirable, it does objectively exist. Those who have climbed their way up for most of their lives will naturally not give up their positions easily.

This phenomenon exists in almost every industry; the answer is always the same: "Don't worry, this position will be yours sooner or later."

Shen Yutong is widely recognized for her strong abilities and popularity, and she also has representative works, but she can only sit in the third row.

Are you suggesting I sit in the front row? Are you sure this isn't just a way to flatter me?

There are usually three types of people sitting in the front row at music awards ceremonies: one is music industry veterans and industry benchmarks, but he is clearly not one of them.

The second type involves the organizers and industry professionals, who arrange for key organizers of the event, such as platform executives, renowned producers, and record company executives, to be involved, while he has no connection to them.

Finally, there's the third option: the big winners of the awards, the recipients of the most important prizes that evening, are seated in the front row for easy access on stage...

Looking at it this way, it seems that only the last one can be true. The organizer's arrangement clearly shows that they don't want him to go back empty-handed.

Too temperamental, what else is there to say?
"Go in first, I reckon quite a few people will want to get to know you."

Liu Ning patted Qi Luoan's arm, signaling her to come with her. The agent had her own private dressing room, and they could watch the live broadcast on a screen.

In these situations, agents are generally not needed; their task is to market the artist as much as possible during the event.

"You can't just work part-time without doing anything. Arrange thirty trending topics for me later."

Qi Luoan didn't seem to care about Shen Yutong's teasing at all, and said with a mischievous smile, "Then why don't you make one right here and now? Make a big one, even thirty wouldn't be enough..."

Yu Wei couldn't hold back when she heard this. This suggestion was from a person, an artist's assistant, from entering the industry to becoming a senior member.

Now I know why these two are best friends. They really have no class when they joke around; they can't stand each other without a few sarcastic remarks.

The three of them were alright, but Liu Ning was too old to listen to this, and the way she looked at Qi Luoan changed, her illusions shattered.

This girl is a bit reckless.

Qi Luoan noticed Liu Jie's change and immediately realized the seriousness of the problem. He had forgotten that there was an elder present, who was essentially Yu Wei's guide.

Regret, in short, I regret it very much.

"Mr. Yu Wei, your seat is in Section A, row 1, seat number 3." The staff member smiled and pointed him in the right direction. "Would you like me to take you there?"

"no need."

Yu Wei nodded politely in thanks, and following the direction the staff pointed, he immediately spotted the dark blue velvet chairs right next to the stage.

The first row is bad enough, but it's the third seat. Is the organizer crazy or is he crazy?

The indoor lighting has been adjusted to a warm yellow tone, just like before the performance, enough to make people see the environment clearly without losing the atmosphere.

Yu Wei noticed that, unlike the lively atmosphere in the stands, the conversations in the inner area were all kept very low, as if everyone had their own little circle.

Although they are in the same industry, most artists are not familiar with each other and basically only interact with those they know or those who are currently popular.

No social media presence and no fame? Then just sit quietly and strike a pose.

However, Yu Wei's arrival still attracted a lot of attention. He's become so popular lately, frequently appearing on the trending topics list, making it hard for people not to recognize him.

The concert had only ended a few days ago, and out of respect, Yu Wei had to greet them for the two songs she sang.

"Hello."

With formulaic greetings and responses, Yu Wei asked as he walked, and soon noticed Qi Yuan sitting in the middle, lost in thought.

This is the kind of person who poses without any social interaction.

If it were the previous Qi Yuan, she could still barely sit in the top five rows, but the serious loss of fans has damaged her core base, and her ranking has dropped again and again.

But he will definitely be able to come, after all, he sang Chen Ping's posthumous work, which is of very high quality, so it's not like he won't get a single nomination.

"Isn't this due to God?"

Since the team disbanded, few people have called him that anymore. Qi Yuan got up and gave Yu Wei a quick hug, which left the others stunned.

These are true brothers! Even after two matches where their fans were at odds, their relationship remains so strong. Compared to those who disband and never speak to each other again, they are so much better.

This is considered social etiquette in the entertainment industry: greet strangers, shake hands with semi-acquaintances, and hug acquaintances.

It might sound a bit outrageous, but at times like this, fans will specifically keep an eye on you, and if you're slow to greet them, it'll immediately become a "suspected breakup message."

Yu Wei saw quite a few familiar faces, including Jiang Li, the guest star of the first episode of "Music Blind Box," whose songs she had even written in her book.

There was also someone I knew, Wu Qi, who was a guest on the seventh episode. Although I wasn't there that episode, some of his readers stirred things up, saying on the show that other people's songs weren't as good as his own...

Although Wu Qi may not be considered an industry benchmark, he is at least a pillar of the industry, and he is even ahead of Shen Yutong.

“Yu Wei, here, here.”

Yu Wei looked in the direction of the sound and found a group of familiar people gathered to his right rear. Among them were Zhou Mumu, Tong Yulu, and her six teammates.

They were all positioned quite far back; Yu Wei might not have noticed them if it weren't for their greeting.

Although Zhou Mumu is an actress, her song "The Answer" released some time ago had impressive sales figures, making it a representative work.

However, Fei Hong, who was supposed to be a guest performer, did not reveal his identity and therefore did not receive an invitation.

"You should call her Teacher Yu."

Tong Yulu's teammate with pigtails was still reminding her, but she was met with the reply, "We're all friends."

Her words were quite bold, something others could only envy. When Tong Yulu met Yu Wei, he hadn't yet risen to prominence, so this camaraderie was naturally incomparable to the current phenomenon of "following in flocks upon hearing of fame."

"Is this a last meal before disbanding?" Although they were seated at the back, all seven members of their group came. Yu Wei didn't believe it was anyone from the company who hadn't brought them.

It's estimated that Xingye Entertainment saw that they were about to disband and planned to squeeze out the last bit of value from the girl group. That's how idol groups are; they're usually half-dead, but when they're about to die, they're still alive.

Yu Wei couldn't remember the names of most entertainment agencies, but the competition announcement from her company was so ridiculous that she couldn't help but remember it.

His casual conversation hit a nerve with Tong Yulu. Her group had never eaten so well before. Not only did they get to come, but they also had a performance. It was quite a grand funeral.

How many performances does the award recipient have today?

"No."

The music awards ceremony includes more than just awards; there will also be performances to liven up the atmosphere and add to the event's appeal.

Such interlude performances would definitely be communicated in advance and require a simple rehearsal. If Yu Wei doesn't know, then there definitely wasn't one.

"true and false?"

Why didn't Yu Wei, a favorite to win an award, perform? Did the organizers think there was too much audience traffic?
Yu Wei's performances are not only loved by online audiences, but also by her peers in the audience. Wouldn't it be foolish for the organizers not to make money from this?

"Not really."

Yu Wei trusts the agent and the company's business capabilities. There will be no performance; perhaps the organizers have other considerations.

After a brief reunion, Yu Wei went straight to his seat, still feeling the pressure of being in the front row.

Several men, who were not particularly distinguishable in appearance, were clearly senior executives of the platform, sitting there in suits and ties with an air of superiority.

However, they were very polite to Yu Wei, not only taking the initiative to stand up and shake hands, but their smiles also seemed genuine.

Do you have that much face to lose?
He underestimated the impact of those songs at the concert. It's true that seniority matters in the music industry, but in the eyes of truly important people, it's nothing.

The closer you get to the higher-ups, the clearer they'll be about Yu Wei's attitude. Taking the initiative won't hurt.

After Yu Wei took his seat, he realized that he knew the person on his left. It was Teacher Zhong Qing, whom he had met once before. Some time ago, she had been Chi Leying's guest singer and indirectly participated in the competition.

Senior Zhong is ranked second, and he is ranked third. Is that correct?
Yu Wei looked to his right and saw that most of the people there were old men in Zhongshan suits. The more he looked at this spot, the hotter it felt. The organizers probably wanted to ruin him!

"Teacher Zhong, thank you for your help before."

Although he couldn't understand it, he didn't make a fuss. Since he was already here, he might as well sit down. If the sky fell, the Tall-nut would hold it up; what was a big mushroom like him afraid of?

Zhong Qing nodded slightly, but just looked at him quietly, as if she was recalling the past.

here we go again……

I'm not just being gossipy, but this person was probably obsessed with unrequited love when he was young, and he still hasn't gotten over it.

"Oh my, I've finally seen a living person."

The elderly gentleman beside me wore a well-fitting light gray Chinese-style top, and his silver hair was neatly combed back. "I am Li Bingwen."

"Greetings, senior. I've long admired your name."

Yu Weizhen knows that the true masters of film scores created many classic scores as behind-the-scenes workers, and many of these classic scores are still being reused in film and television works today.

He has commented on his own songs several times before, always analyzing them from the perspective of arrangement; his professionalism is undeniable.

The composer is ranked fourth, and he's ranked third, huh? How come he doesn't know how amazing he is?

The organizers really didn't mean to harm him, did they...?

After performing in concerts, Yu Wei's influence is at most at the national level, but it is still far behind that of national treasure-level veteran artists. The difference between the two is not just a single word.

Yu Wei greeted the others behind him, including Gong Yirou and Hou Chuchuan, who had all commented on his songs and were familiar faces.

Hou Lao is the one who gave Zhang Lingye the trash song. He's also a well-known original singer, but his works are weird and quirky.

He was getting more and more confused. What was the basis for the organizer's arrangement? It couldn't have been arranged randomly, could it?

Yu Wei subconsciously glanced at the empty seat on the far left. Who was this top-ranking figure...?

Ten minutes before the ceremony was to begin, a soft alarm bell rang in the hall. Yu Wei steadied himself, then sat up straight and stood ready.

I wonder what the online audience thinks of him sitting here; it's like a child wearing adult clothes.

Just as Yu Wei had accepted reality, the top-ranking man strode over, his gray hair neatly combed back, and a well-tailored dark gray suit that accentuated his upright posture.

Yu Wei rarely uses the word "handsome" to describe an old man, but this one is truly handsome. He not only has a great presence but is also in excellent condition, with much more energy and spirit than other veteran artists.

"He's a very handsome man."

The other person's gaze never left Yu Wei. He came over and patted him on the shoulder, clearly having been interested in him for a long time.

"Hello……"

"Ye Shengyu." The handsome old man shook hands firmly with Yu Wei. "A hero emerges from among the young. No wonder you were able to beat Chen Gou."

This was the first time Yu Wei had ever seen someone directly call Chen Ping "Chen the Dog." To dare to call someone that in public, either the person's status was no lower than Chen Ping's, or the two had a good relationship.

Or both.

"I have long admired my name."

Ye Shengyu smiled and nodded, "An'an must have mentioned me quite a bit, right? I've spoiled this child since she was little, so she must have said a lot about how good I am to her."

Yu Wei hadn't expected this. The way he addressed him so intimately, combined with the surname, made her wonder if this person was actually Uncle Qi Luo'an.

Although... it seems like it's never been mentioned before.

(End of this chapter)