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

“Reduce the brightness of the father’s main light by 5%, and add half a butterfly cloth to soften it. Warm the color temperature of the spotlight on the dumpling by 300K, so that it looks… more memorable.”

As the visual director for this advertisement, Yu Weizheng stands next to the monitor, examining the newly laid tracks and viewfinder.

Before me was the round table that held all the emotional triggers.

The table is littered with imitation dishes, but the focus will be on the almost untouched dumplings placed in front of the elderly father.

The filming of "Caring for Parents - Packing Up" has reached its final and most crucial stage: the scene of the father "packing up".

Yu Wei wanted not only a blurry shot, but also a gradually focusing, gentle sense of encirclement, presenting a lonely atmosphere.

During the days of shooting the advertisement, his professionalism was further demonstrated, and the team members were all amazed by his work.

This isn't just about talent; their experience and aesthetic sense are also quite good. Basically, Yu Wei's opinion is the optimal solution for shooting.

Where previously advertising shoots required lengthy discussions, Yu Weiyi can deliver results immediately, demonstrating exceptional work efficiency.

If this continues, they'll soon be inseparable from Teacher Yu...

Liao Ling watched quietly, sitting opposite Yu Wei, the edge of the USB drive in her hand already burning hot.

She listened to the album all night, and still felt that "Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales" should not have been eliminated.

As a director, Liao Ling felt that this song was very suitable for CCTV, as it was grand and solemn. If there were any archaeological or historical variety shows, it would be the perfect choice as the theme song.

Both personally and professionally, she felt the song was very valuable, and it would be such a waste to eliminate it like this...

She really wanted to ask Yu Wei how things were going to go, but she didn't want to bring it up. If she directly brought up the novel, wouldn't that confirm her status as a fan?
Although the unfair treatment of her favorite songs was hard to accept, the honesty and openness of her idol made it even harder for her to speak out.

The USB drive left a shallow mark on her palm. Especially when facing Yu Wei, who was extremely professional during the advertisement shoot, she felt a strange mix of joy and... inferiority as a fan.
Back then, she even complained in her novel that Yu Wei wasn't professional enough. Now, in such a short time, Yu Wei has become more professional than her, an industry insider.

The clapperboard fell.

The camera pans from the son in a medium shot to the father.

The actor "Old Chen" delivered a precise and restrained performance. His face carried the blank and empty look that is unique to Alzheimer's patients. He was unresponsive to the noisy farewells around him and just kept his head down, looking at the plate in front of him.

Then, he moved.

My father's hands, covered with wrinkles and age spots, clumsily picked up a few dumplings.

That wasn't a normal pinching motion, but an almost instinctive grip, with the oil from the dumpling filling seeping slightly between his fingers.

Liao Ling was directly moved by this scene, and her inner troubles were instantly forgotten, replaced by amazement.

She had read the script for the advertisement, but the impact of the words couldn't compare to the visuals at all. Yu Wei was just too good at directing...

Just then, the son rushed over and grabbed his father's hand: "Dad, what are you doing!"

The father raised his eyes, which were cloudy but held a strange light. He spoke, his voice hoarse yet calm, carrying an undeniable certainty.

"My son... loves this the most."

Silence, a long silence. The filming set fell into an eerie stillness. Everyone stood there, stunned and speechless, shocked by the line.

A few seconds later, the director finally spoke up to interrupt, saying that the previous scene was impeccable in terms of both visuals and performance.

Two more were subsequently retained, but the purity and impact of the first one could never be surpassed.

When the final "That's a wrap!" rang out, the studio lights came on. The actors lingered in their roles for a long time, while the crew quietly packed up the equipment, their movements much gentler than usual.

"Thank you so much, Teacher Yu."

Feng Yang's admiration for Yu Wei was undisguised. "In the past, our projects would take at least ten days to half a month to finish filming. With you in charge, we completed them in just a few days with guaranteed quality and quantity."

The most time-consuming part of advertising shooting is always the decision-making process; the actual shooting only takes a day or two. Yu Wei helped them handle the most difficult part, so how could the process not be fast?

"We're just trying to finish filming as soon as possible so we can go back home."

"you are leaving?"

A gasp interrupted their conversation. Liao Ling stood to the side, seemingly startled by the sudden news.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Yu Wei nodded.

He's been away filming since last year and has been wandering for several months. After finishing the public service advertisement, he had no reason to stay in Beijing any longer, so he naturally had to go back.

He's just going home, why make such a fuss?

Liao Ling was clearly getting anxious. Yu Wei was going home, so wasn't today his last chance to confess?
If we miss this opportunity, who knows when we'll see him again...

If you don't speak up now, you'll never have another chance!

Feng Yang squinted her eyes. She had long felt that Xiao Ling was paying too much attention to Yu Wei. Instead of taking a break, she volunteered to help out in the advertising department. It turned out there was another reason behind it.

"Let's collaborate again sometime, Professor Yu."

Realizing the awkward atmosphere, Feng Yang simply got up and left, leaving Yu Wei and Liao Ling staring at each other.

I feel like she misunderstood something...

Hearing that he was leaving in such a hurry, not only did Director Feng misunderstand, but Yu Wei was also a little confused. Surely the third sister on the list couldn't be some kind of female fan?
"Um, I have something I want to ask you."

Before she had gone far, Feng Yang heard this and quickened her pace. Yu Wei's little girlfriend... what was her name again? She wondered if she could still sit still.

"Uh, go ahead and ask."

Yu Wei was genuinely a little nervous. A thirty-year-old woman doesn't play the roundabout games of young people; who knows what she might say?

Liao Ling took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, and tentatively asked, "Is there really no more revival matches?" "?"

Why are you being so hesitant to ask this?

Oh, it was a confession. I thought it was a confession.

Upon hearing that Yu Wei was leaving, Liao Ling finally couldn't help but speak up for "Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales": How is our Wang Er any worse than David Tao?
Unfair, shady dealings, Geneva refund demand!
When she asked that question, she was essentially admitting that she was "Jingle Bells," but there was no need to think about that now.

The resentment towards the match finally outweighed the embarrassment.

Holy crap, the top three boss has spoken up; the boss is very dissatisfied with the plot...

As someone who has failed miserably, Yu Wei usually slides on his knees in such situations, but this time it's really hard to change. What kind of logic is it to arrange a revival when the schedule is already set?

An author as pure as him could never be blinded by money. He would never change it, not even if it meant his life.

Seeing Yu Wei silently shake his head, Liao Ling's expression clearly darkened. Could it be that this Tao Jiji is really a person with connections?

This person had better have something real, otherwise she might really turn from a fan to a hater.

"alright."

Liao Ling sighed, turned and left without looking back, making Yu Wei feel a little guilty. If all else fails, arranging an encore isn't out of the question...

That noon, Yu Wei released the latest chapter, in which Tao Jiji officially entered the competition, and the song she performed was called "Small Town Girl".

However, the competition songs haven't been released yet, since the opponents' performance stages haven't been written. The evening's competition will begin.

As expected, the comment section for the new chapter was flooded with comments.

Many netizens knew that the chances of Wang Er's resurrection were slim, but they still held onto hope. So when they saw that Tao Jiji was still competing in the main text, they became furious.

You're a stubborn guy, aren't you?
Everyone has heard "Hating Dream of the Red Chamber," it's a good song, but obviously it can't compare to "Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales."

They get angry just seeing this native, so Yu Wei is willing to risk public outrage to protect him, right? He's got a close relationship with him!

"Small town girl, this song title sounds so boring, it's not as good as a dragon scale."

"I told you to bring my second brother back, did you, Erduolong?"

"I've never asked you for anything in my life, author. It's not too late to revise the story now."

There were many similar comments, and Yu Wei even saw familiar faces among them.

Jingle Bells: I'm just leaving a comment. If you don't like it, I'll refund you if you're a minor.

Sister Ling is quite humorous...

Yu Wei is very confident in the song "Small Town Girl". The narrative R&B is unique and it was nominated for the Golden Melody Award that year, which is of great significance.

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; never underestimate the poverty of the local people.

However, he won't be able to watch the online "I was wrong" moment because he'll probably be on a plane at the time.

Only he and Qi Luoan went back tonight; the other friends still had other things to take care of.

After the Spring Festival Gala, everyone's popularity has increased significantly. Traveling in large groups is indeed unsafe, so going back in batches is a good idea.

After the two met at the airport, Qi Luoan immediately asked Yu Wei for the song. Since the competition hadn't started, no one else could hear it, but she was an insider.

"Let me give you some advice."

Although saying this now might invite criticism, Qi Luoan really likes "Hating Dream of the Red Chamber" because its rebellious and individualistic style suits her taste.

This song deconstructs the formula of Chinese love songs with its smooth R&B melody, and deconstructs the sanctity of cultural classics with its bold declaration of "hating Dream of the Red Chamber".

She even deconstructed the traditional definition of a "good song" with experimental vocal processing; she really loves this rebellious spirit.

The fact that it's not well-received is precisely the purpose of this song; its very existence is a satire of mainstream cultural phenomena.

The ultimate "dislike" of "Hating Dream of the Red Chamber" is not for the novel itself, but for the simplistic understanding of everything.

As listeners, their task is to accept this complexity and find their own place to listen.

"A master of the rebellious realm!"

Yu Wei expressed high approval of Qi Luoan's ideas, saying that while Tao Jiji's songs are not pleasant to listen to, and some might even say they are greasy, his depth of thought is truly remarkable.

Putting these guys together, none of them should have come, and none of them should have left. We should enjoy every song they sing; we'll be secretly happy about it.

"Hurry up, I love this."

Different strokes for different folks. Compared to those court writers, Qi Luoan prefers this kind of carefree and unconventional style.

Yu Wei couldn't refuse her, so he handed her the earphones after boarding the plane. He hadn't had time to process the audio yet, but the style was pretty much the same.

The guitar melody in the intro of this song is very catchy.

Qi Luoan leaned back in his chair, his gaze casually drifting to the passing scenery outside the window. Yu Wei's voice was relaxed yet slightly roguish, with a brisk rhythm and clear drumbeats.

The chorus melody was catchy, and she nodded slightly in agreement.

She knew immediately that this song would be a hit. Just as the song ended and Qi Luoan was about to take off her headphones, a strange, inexplicable scream came from inside.

What is this? Is it also part of the song? (End of Chapter)