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

Chapter 98 What should I call him if not Uncle?
The corridor in the private room area on the second floor of the coffee shop was covered with sound-absorbing carpet, and Yu Wei only made a few barely audible thuds when he stepped on it.

He stopped in front of the "Gilded" private room, took a deep breath, and for once, regained some of the nervousness he had felt during the interview...

However, today he was not meeting the interviewer, but Qi Yunming, the director known in the entertainment industry as a slacker and a monster, and hailed as the king of bad movies.

Qi Yunming leaned back on the leather sofa, staring unfocusedly at the distant traffic. He only belatedly turned around after hearing Yu Wei enter the house.

"Director Qi, you've been waiting a long time."

"worth."

Qi Yunming pushed another cup of coffee over, his gaze involuntarily falling on the white folder in Yu Wei's hand.

It can't be the script, can it? He hasn't had enough rest yet...

Yu Wei sat down politely. In fact, he and Qi Yunming didn't have much direct communication. Apart from phone calls, their few contacts were when they were revising the script for "Beyond Class".

"Have you finished writing today's new chapter?"

"Not written yet."

"It must be hard to type so many words in a day."

Unexpectedly, Qi Yunming didn't mention Qi Luoan or the script at all, and instead started talking about the novel.

Moreover, Yu Wei felt that he wasn't just making small talk, but was genuinely curious.

"Not many, just a few thousand words."

"A few thousand words isn't enough?"

For Qi Yunming, an essay exceeding 800 words was already a monumental work; writing so many words was such a chore…

"Not many, it's at the bottom among its peers."

Yu Wei looked up and saw that Qi Yunming's back was hunched over as if his bones had been removed, and his left shoulder was noticeably lower than his right shoulder, forming an unbalanced arc.

Even his sitting posture is so effortless?
This reminded Yu Wei of a term called energy conservationism: do not do unnecessary things, and simplify everything that is necessary.

"You and An'an... are friends, right?"

"Yes, she has a great personality, and we get along very well."

It was just a polite remark, but to everyone's surprise, Qi Yunming managed a rare smile upon hearing it. Didn't he know his daughter's temperament all too well?
Her personality is anything but kind; perhaps only those who click with her would think she has a good personality, or perhaps she treats Yu Wei differently from others…

Both of them were lazy and unambitious, and in a sense, they were kindred spirits. Although they didn't talk much, when their eyes met, there was a sense that everything was understood without words.

Openness is a state of mind.

Yu Wei took a sip of coffee and felt that today's meeting was quite harmonious. They were not very reserved, and the conversation was generally natural and casual.

To his surprise, Qi Yunming never mentioned Qi Luo'an again after that. Instead, he talked about other random things, as if his daughter was less important than these things.

Qi Yunming certainly valued his daughter, but he felt there was really nothing to say. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings; it's too troublesome to interfere with everything.

As for the analogy of wild boar and cabbage, he was too lazy to think about it. Don't make it sound like he didn't steal cabbage back then. They're both wild boars, why should a wild boar make things difficult for another wild boar?
"By the way, Uncle, I've finished writing the script you wanted. Take a look."

Qi Yunming reluctantly accepted the folder handed to him. It had come after all; receiving the script meant he'd have to start working again…

This kid is on variety shows, writing songs, and updating his novels daily. Where does he find the time to write scripts? Why is he in such a rush?
Qi Yunming's Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty, as if this was the most troublesome problem of the day—he wanted it, yet didn't want it now.

What do you do when you want to take a vacation but end up with a lucrative job?
"Aren't you going to take a look, Uncle?"

These were all typed out word by word by An'an, how can you bear not to see the fruits of your daughter's labor...

"Don't call me 'Uncle' anymore, it sounds awkward."

Qi Yunming rubbed his temples. He usually kept to himself and didn't socialize much. He was surrounded by people his own age, and the younger generation all called him "teacher," but very few people called him "uncle."

Normally, such a small matter wouldn't matter, but this script was like a hot potato to him. The more he thought about it, the more his head throbbed. After hearing a few more lines, his head throbbed even more.

"?"

In fact, Yu Wei is in his twenties and Qi Yunming is in his forties. In this situation, he is usually called "brother" and "uncle" would sound a bit old.

But he's teammates with Qi Yuan and good friends with Qi Luo'an. Given the obvious generational difference, calling him "brother" is just too absurd...

The titles "teacher" and "guide" are too formal; once you get to know them, there's no need to use them anymore.

What else can he be called if not Uncle? Director Qi?

"Just call me Lao Qi. An'an calls me that too, so just do the same."

Calling him Lao Qi is understandable; it has nothing to do with seniority and is quite affectionate. But what does the second half of that sentence mean?
Yu Wei felt that Qi Yunming was quite insightful; he understood many things, but he just didn't want to mention them.

"By the way, could you please pass on a message to An'an for me? My flight back is this afternoon."

"Aren't you going to see her?"

"No, thank you." Qi Yunming downed his cold coffee in one gulp. "She doesn't like being disciplined, and I'm too lazy to bother with her. A few words of advice are enough. There's nothing to see here."

So he came here not with the intention of finding Qi Luoan at all, but specifically sought me out so that I could pass on a message?

He's too good at saving trouble... Qi Yunming didn't say much, just some mundane family matters. He was simply relaying the message that his wife at home was very worried about him.

The work of connecting the two microphones has begun.

"I will read the script as soon as possible and give my evaluation."

Qi Yunming left after saying that, and given his personality, who knows when this "as soon as possible" will actually take.

Around 1 p.m., Yu Wei returned home and relayed Old Qi's original words to Qi Luo'an, finally adding two sentences as if it were an imperial edict, telling her to surf the internet less and read more books.

From Qi Luo'an's perspective, this whole thing was incredibly strange. Her father came all this way not to look for her, but instead called Yu Wei over, and in the end, he did nothing but take away the script for "Goodbye Mr. Loser"...

What she cared about most was this last point, which she had painstakingly typed out. Even a typing machine has feelings, and giving it to Lao Qi would ruin it all.
"Didn't I tell you to avoid him? Why are you still eager to cooperate?"

Qi Luoan doesn't believe in fate, but if there really is such a thing as luck, then her father's luck in making movies has probably been completely exhausted.

He had received some good scripts before, but the finished products were still incomprehensible. I heard that the screenwriter later regretted it terribly.

"Actually, your dad gave me 20 million to leave you, but I didn't agree. In order to remain friends with you, I gave him the script."

"Just go ahead."

What kind of old-fashioned romance novel plot is this? And twenty million? Even if it were twenty thousand, she'd still hope Yu Wei would agree, so they could split it 50/50...

Yu Wei didn't hold back and simply told her about the script they had discussed before. It wasn't that he wanted to ruin the script, but that he had written it specifically for the purpose of collaboration.

If he really had to choose, he would definitely write a kung fu movie first. Wouldn't it be great if he could perfectly master the movie and learn kung fu himself?
Wait a minute... why not?
Even though I only learned acting skills, that's still pretty good. Who doesn't dream of becoming a martial arts master?

He didn't write before because he didn't have time, but now that there's a typing assistant, wouldn't it be wonderful to just write a kung fu movie?

The protagonist had just won a film award and was now poised to take another step forward, which coincided with the new plot development in the novel.

"I must write!"

This was the time when Yu Wei's writing addiction was at its strongest. It can only be said that all Chinese people have a bit of a martial arts spirit, and this is true even for men, women, and children of all ages.

"Go on, go on, finish your writing soon so we can watch the show early tonight!"

Qi Luoan was referring to the second episode of "Music Blind Box". Although the production team did not promote this episode as extensively as the premiere, they still did a lot of promotion.

"Watching the show..."

In the second episode, Yu Wei did absolutely nothing productive. He didn't know what the audience would think after watching it, but the haters from back then probably wouldn't feel good after watching it.

"Yeah, it's better to watch with someone else on the microphone. It's so boring watching alone."

Recently, they've been calling each other more and more frequently because of writing the script. Qi Luoan feels she's gotten used to it, because sometimes she even feels a little uncomfortable not hearing Yu Wei's voice for a long time.

"Okay, I'll show you something fun later."

The thought of Qi Luoan discovering that the round-headed old man was him made Yu Wei want to laugh. Even if it was just to watch the drama unfold online, he could still connect to the microphone.

……

When Qi Yunming opened the script, he felt as if he had opened Pandora's box, and once opened, there was no turning back.

He had tried his best to restrain himself, but the lack of internet on the plane was so boring that, in order to relieve his boredom, he finally couldn't resist starting to read.

Qi Yunming was engrossed in watching, somewhat tsundere, but when he saw Xia Luo drunkenly causing a scene at the wedding, he still laughed. What was this kid thinking?

It doesn't employ any particularly sophisticated comedic techniques, but it manages to deliver a subtle humor, especially evident in its dialogue design.

As the plot progresses, Qi Yunming's reading posture changes from a lazy leaning back to a formal sitting position. When he sees Xia Luo travel back to 1997 and use "Blue Lotus" to impersonate an original song, he is clearly stunned for a moment.

This is so ruthless, they even copy themselves...

However, this song hasn't been released yet. Is the plan to put it directly into the movie as its premiere?

"That's quite sincere."

After skimming through the story, Qi Yunming had a general idea of ​​the script's quality. It was a standard commercial comedy, of excellent quality.

Of course, there are shortcomings, but they are minor and worth the ticket price. Logically, the box office performance should not be too bad, but he is not really confident right now.

He's already made far too many bad movies...

After getting off the plane, Qi Yunming immediately connected to the internet, intending to talk to Yu Wei again about whether he really wanted to let him test such a good script.

As a narcotics master, he himself felt it was a pity.

The moment the network was restored, a bunch of notification messages were pushed out with a delay. Qi Yunming glanced at them and immediately saw Yu Wei's novel update notification.

The chapter title is quite straightforward: New Script.

"A new script?"

He just handed me the script, and he already has new script ideas so quickly?
Qi Yunming opened the book and flipped through a few pages. He quickly noticed the new work with the title in quotation marks, "A One-Man Martial Arts World".

　The author isn't a full-time writer and is usually too busy, but will arrange extra chapters on Saturdays and Sundays.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)