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

"That kid is a real headache."

Wearing reading glasses, Zhong Qing fiddled with an old radio on a small wooden table by the window, with screwdrivers and small parts laid out on a velvet cloth.

A crackling sound came intermittently from the radio.

"Those people in the film and television industry are much more ruthless than those in the singing industry."

The film and television industry is a place of big money, big power, and big resources, but the waters are murky, deep, and hard to see clearly.

It's not that the music industry is clean, but rather that the business models, capital scale, and participants of the two are completely different.

In the music industry, you can become famous through your work and stage presence; the reliance on "whether or not someone gives you a chance" isn't so absolute. But in the film and television industry, there's only one way to climb the ladder...

If Yu Wei really wants to reform the film and television industry, the resistance he will encounter will be much greater than when he was honestly singing.

"You old relic, can it even still make a sound?"

Ye Shengyu didn't reply to her; he just stared blankly at the old-fashioned radio beside her...

"What time is it? Why are you still fighting over someone?"

Zhong Qing rolled her eyes at him, annoyed. The radio was a gift from Chen Ping years ago. She kept it not for any other reason than to keep it as a memento.

Seeing that Yu Wei was planning to cause trouble, this guy ignored him completely and instead brought up the very thing he shouldn't have. Was that appropriate?

Ye Shengyu ignored her and just sighed to himself, "We're like this old radio. It's old, and no matter how much you try to fix it, it's useless."

He was indeed worried about Yu Wei, but he also wholeheartedly supported Yu Wei.

The domestic cultural and entertainment industry was built brick by brick by these old folks, and in his final moments, he wanted to see this land revitalized.

The Chinese entertainment industry once had its glory days. Under Chen Gou's leadership, they once created an era and stood at the forefront of the times.

But all of this was stolen by a group of people with ulterior motives after Chen Ping's death...

On the third day after his departure, the phones of celebrities and capitalists began to ring incessantly. Before his posthumous works had even been laid to rest, those who coveted them had already flocked to him with rulers and scales.

The best songs are carefully selected; businessmen take the brightest ones to package the end of an era; politicians remove the darkest ones to frame as footnotes in the news.

His image was published everywhere, his life story became a label for major media outlets, and his profound sighs became a quote that no one paid attention to during banquets.

Those in the industry divided up the positions, embroidering his name on flags and displaying them in the wind.

Those legends that are carefully packaged, marketed, and touted by capital continue to increase in value within the industry.

His name, like an insignificant watermark gradually scraped away, fades into a transparent shadow with each transaction.

Ultimately, the complete and brilliant entertainment empire he had built up over his lifetime was completely distributed, displayed, and consumed.

Not a single fragment belonged to him...

Although he always called Chen Ping "Chen Dog," Ye Shengyu was never jealous of him. On the contrary, he was still holding on despite his advanced age, unwilling to retire, simply wanting to preserve Chen Ping's remaining achievements.

What Yu Wei is doing now is exactly what he has always wanted to do but has never been able to accomplish: only through change can this land be brought back to life.

Of course, Yu Wei doesn't need to recreate his past glory; he only needs to build his own entertainment empire.

Ye Shengyu didn't discuss this because he had already made up his mind to fully support Yu Wei's career, even if he couldn't live to see that day...

Success doesn't have to be attributed to me, but I will definitely be a part of it!
"I'll do it."

Ye Shengyu sat down next to him, picked up a small capacitor with tweezers, squinted at it in the light, and said, "No matter what, just support Yu Wei."

Zhong Qing was taken aback by his words, but she understood what he meant. His support was not just a matter of verbal approval.

If anything really happens, Ye Shengyu will stand by Yu Wei's side without hesitation.

He gently blew away the dust from the circuit board, and with a "whoosh," the current flowed smoothly. In the background rustling sound, the distant sound of traditional opera flowed out.

"Don't let its age fool you, it can last for a few more years with some repairs."

For a moment, Zhong Qing wasn't sure if he was talking about the radio or about himself...

She didn't say much, just held the other person's hand. The sunlight by the window shifted an inch, quietly covering the floor between them. The air was filled with the dust of bygone days and a comforting feeling that needed no words.

Just as the atmosphere was becoming warm and cozy, Ye Shengyu's phone rang at an inopportune moment, breaking the tranquility.

However, the two were not disappointed, since such situations were just part of their daily lives after they got together... "Coincidentally, this kid just released a new song."

Ye Shengyu and Zhong Qing are past the age of surfing the internet and don't pay attention to Yu Wei's novels or his antics, but they know all of his songs.

At this age, only Yu Wei can bring them a long-lost sense of novelty.

However, to their surprise, the song had a cheerful tone that was incongruous with their age, and even seemed somewhat out of place.

A clear, bright female voice emerged, followed by a relaxed male voice with a touch of R&B vocals.

The warmth of spring and the blooming of flowers take away the sadness of winter.

A gentle breeze carries a romantic atmosphere.

Every love song suddenly becomes full of meaning.

I suddenly saw you at this very moment.

This song, with its light pop elements, is clearly more suitable for the youth market, as it might be a bit too boisterous for them.

Listen to me, hold my hand and come with me.
Creating a happy life
Yesterday is too late, tomorrow will be a pity.
Will you marry me today?

The world in the song is so bright and straightforward, full of firm promises. The flowers are warm in spring, the wind is sweet, and the changing seasons are just footnotes to a grand ceremony.

The two looked at each other but didn't say anything. Back when they were young, there were no songs like this.

Stylistically, this song is definitely not to their liking, but its romance and brightness make it impossible for them to ignore.

"This song... is really good."

Zhong Qing took off her glasses and pressed her fingertips against the corners of her eyes, which seemed a little sore.

She wasn't sure if she was simply talking about the song or the scene depicted in it.

"Ah."

Ye Shengyu responded in a muffled voice, the words "Yesterday is too late, tomorrow will be a pity" still echoing in his ears.

How many "tomorrows" do they have? Even counting them on your fingers seems like a luxury.

But their "yesterday" was full of regrets. Even though they are together now, those times are still missed.

A mixture of regret, guilt, and an even stronger surge of tenderness was stirred up on this ordinary afternoon by a pop song by Yu Wei.

The two exchanged a glance, clearly moved. In the end, Ye Shengyu spoke first, using the song to express his feelings.

"Let's... have a wedding."

There are too many regrets in the past, but it's not too late now. We're already this old, and if we don't do it now, we'll never have the chance again.

"Look at the song, yesterday is gone, tomorrow will bring more memories." Ye Shengyu rarely spoke in such a literary style. His face was a little red, but his eyes were bright.

“At our age, we shouldn’t be doing these things. I was thinking, could we… leave no regrets? It doesn’t have to be big, just the two of us, and maybe a few friends, to create more tangible and visible memories for our future?”

He was somewhat incoherent, as if worried that Zhong Qing would disagree—she had always preferred quiet, and being quite old, she probably didn't want to "make a fool of herself"...

But Zhong Qing did not refuse; she simply lowered her head and remained silent for a long time.

Ye Shengyu's heart began to pound. After a while, she raised her head, her eyes were red, but the corners of her mouth were curved.

"What do you mean by 'it doesn't have to be big'? It has to be a lively and bustling event. Invite everyone you can and get all the gift money back."

"Okay, okay, please, please!"

Ye Shengyu responded repeatedly, feeling a weight lifted from his heart, followed by a bittersweet feeling.

This song is about the invitation of youth and the aspiration to move forward.

In the twilight of their lives, they decided to use a belated ceremony to look back and pay tribute to those fleeting years, and to solemnly inject a new expectation into the few remaining but still precious "tomorrows".

Yu Wei's song ultimately provided the two with the final boost.

Of course, beneath this belated romance lies an unspoken understanding between the two: everyone they can enlist will become a source of support for Yu Wei in the future. (End of Chapter)