Chapter 3 Please, please stop writing.

"Is he in such poor condition?"

After a brief rehearsal of the seven-person stage performance, Zhang Lingye and the others understood even more clearly why the company didn't plan to renew Yu Wei's contract...

This can't even be called dancing. Even square dancing is smoother. The movements are all correct, but how can he dance so awkwardly?
Singing is fine, they'll definitely lip-sync during live performances, but as a boy band, they should be able to dance, right?

Yu Wei had no choice; he had truly tried his best.

The idea that time travel in novels is seamless is absolutely a lie. Watching someone else play a game is not the same as playing it yourself.

This was their debut group dance, and even if the original owner was lazy, she remembered it clearly. Yu Wei knew every move clearly, but the moves were just not coordinated.

An amateur is still an amateur. What does someone who writes entertainment novels know about singing, dancing, and rapping?

In the past, Yu Wei's dance performance would have definitely angered her teacher, but people tend to speak kindly when they are about to die. The thought that Yu Wei was about to retire from the entertainment industry made her temper subside.

Let's try to leave a good impression on his career...

"How about this, you guys practice on stage, and I'll go to the dance studio and practice by myself for a while."

Yu Wei was a little embarrassed. He couldn't appreciate boy band dances, but his own movements, which resembled those of radio calisthenics, were indeed rather abstract when mixed into them.

Yu Wei's teammates assumed he just wanted to show off and didn't say anything, but they worried that starting to work hard now might be a bit too late...

Yu Weike didn't really want to practice dancing; she just wanted to find a quiet place to write.

Practicing dance now, no matter how well you learn, is useless. You'd be better off writing lyrics and getting the song first. His comeback depends on his individual performance, not dance.

If possible, Yu Wei would still like to stay. The company has channels and resources that he is familiar with, which is better than him, an outsider, having to start from scratch.

It's good to rest under a big tree; we can talk about going solo later.

Besides, how bad could a company be that allowed this good-for-nothing to freeload for four years?

While he was rehearsing, his novel's contract review had been approved: "Why Do Celebrities Always Care About Ratings?", by Melancholy Mushroom, is currently being serialized.

New authors are unlikely to have readers in the first few days after publishing a book, and Yu Wei doesn't care about the so-called data. The most important thing right now is to advance the plot.

The system introduction is quite clear: only works that appear in the novel's plot can be redeemed. The word "plot" directly eliminates the possibility of simply listing works to get them for free.

Works that appear directly in the text do not count; they must be works that appear normally in the novel's plot, i.e., works performed by the protagonist.

In this way, Yu Wei was in sync with the protagonist of his novel; whatever the protagonist performed, he could perform as well.

No wonder it's called the Entertainment Industry God System; it's allowing him to draw power from entertainment novels.

In the end, these works will appear in his novels even earlier than in reality. I wonder what readers will think when they find out...

For several days in a row, Yu Wei spent his time practicing dance and secretly writing. His dance didn't improve much, but his novel progressed steadily.

Although there are still no comments, it's finally time for the new book to be added to the library.

Once a book is added to the database, it truly begins. New books that meet the requirements will be displayed in different genres for readers to discover hidden gems...

During this phase, everyone is equal, but the competition is also incredibly fierce, with the most popular sections becoming the most competitive.

Urban fiction and light novels are the hardest hit areas, with so many new books that you can't even see the end after scrolling through a few pages, and getting noticed is basically a matter of luck.

Yu Wei opened her phone and scrolled through it. Nine out of ten urban novels were entertainment-themed, eight featured top celebrities, seven had scandals, six had stars going crazy, five started with "celestial beauty," four were directors, three were singers, two were dating reality shows, and one featured an ex-girlfriend...

It's over now!

Yu Wei was almost scared to death. How come there are so many entertainment novels lately? How can a loser like him possibly make a name for himself?

Please stop writing!
He was hoping to exchange novels for songs, but with so many competitors, who is he going to kill?
Yu Wei was getting a headache from being outmaneuvered by his peers, but his typing speed didn't slow down. After failing so many times, he got used to it...

Instead of just admiring the fish in the pond, it's better to retreat and weave a net. In the world of online novels, writing is always more important than thinking. While you're worrying, others have already written half a chapter.

Regardless, let's get moving.

His book has reached a crucial point in its plot...

The plot of the first few chapters is all about building up the emotions. Yu Wei writes very quickly. While it is satisfying for the protagonist to openly criticize the host at the red carpet event, in the eyes of the other audience members, he really doesn't want to work anymore.

Even if it's just as he said, the host only gets 3 points, but he shouldn't be the one to say that. What right does a worthless idol have to give a score?

The plot then revolves around whether or not the protagonist is qualified to rate the song, and he needs to prove that he is qualified to rate it.

It's so hard to guess what will happen next...

"I have a headache."

In Yu Wei's eyes, this is the most difficult part to write in entertainment novels. Everyone knows that the protagonist is going to sing and show off, but the problem is how to make this part as reasonable as possible.

Novels can be mindless, but they can't lack basic logic. You can step on your own foot and fly to the sky, but you can't be sleeping one second and flying to the sky the next.

Even entertainment stars can't just start singing at the drop of a hat. Are we acting out a remake of The Legend of the White Snake?
How to write this part in a way that is enjoyable and not awkward, and even original, requires a lot of writing skills from the author.

So, Yu Wei is stuck on writing. I should have just skipped the awards ceremony and made a cooking show to rate Huang Lei's dishes; they might be more mainstream, but they're definitely easy to make...

Teacher Huang is really in a tough spot. I don't know if he's highly respected in the entertainment industry, but he probably is in the online literature world, since he supports many authors.

Aside from Yang and Liu, he's probably the most hardworking writer of entertainment novels during this period.

"I've got it! If we can't rate the food, let's rate the dishes directly."

The host was obviously unhappy to be scolded by a junior, but he couldn't personally intervene, so he tried to shift the blame by having the male lead score the other winning entries.

Originally, they intended to create a cliffhanger, but the male lead's scoring was both fair and objective, and most of the award-winning works were well-deserved, which satisfied the creative team.

It wasn't until he gave an award-winning pop song an exceptionally high score of 3.6 that the host finally seized the opportunity to start making sarcastic remarks.

The rest of the plot is pretty straightforward; it's just a series of comments like, "If you're so good, why don't you do it?", "Why are you actually doing it?", "Are you really singing?", and "Are you really good at it?".

This kind of plot is an indispensable part of entertainment novels; it's all about dismissing, questioning, mocking, then being surprised and shocked.

What a splendid father-in-law!

Yu Wei was just thinking about what song the lead actor should sing when he was called out by the music director to ask how his solo stage should be arranged.

Now it was my turn to go on stage and sing.

In many entertainment novels, the protagonist goes on stage to sing a new song, even though the song has just been released, but the stage itself has built-in reverb and background music...

The band is even more amazing than the main performer for providing accompaniment to a brand new song that I've never heard before and it fits perfectly!
Some systems directly generate USB drives with background music, which are even less of a performance; they're creating things out of thin air, so why would they sing a song?

Yu Wei is just a mortal, and even if he has songs, he still has to follow the procedures.

We had to report it first before receiving the sheet music, and then discuss and communicate with the accompanist to come up with the first plan. Then we practiced together and adjusted the details. It took three or four days of working overtime...

This approach is clearly not feasible now. There's not enough time, not to mention he hasn't even received the song yet, let alone the sheet music and accompaniment.

"How about this, I don't need accompaniment, I'll just sing it a cappella, okay?"

"Are you crazy?"

The sound supervisor just wanted to ask him what song he was going to sing so they could record and edit the audio in advance, and then just match the lip movements.

Who knew this kid would start by singing a cappella? Forget lip-syncing, he didn't even need accompaniment...

He might not know about others, but after being with the company for so long, doesn't he know Yu Wei's skill level?
With his plain voice, it's a miracle he doesn't sing off-key. He has no technique, it's all emotion, he takes big breaths with each breath, and his saliva sounds are clearer than the lyrics.

This isn't insane, this is trying to kill the audience! Even if you can't become a star, you can't take revenge on society!

Since we're all on the same side, can you please keep quiet?
"Are you serious?"

"Ah."

"Then sing me a couple of lines?"

"..."

Now?

Yu Weizhen can't sing now. Does he have the singing skills to sing?

"How about this, I'll find a song you sang before, fix the pitch, and then play it directly."

The sound supervisor came today seemingly to seek his opinion, but in reality, he had already finished his business and was just waiting for his approval.

In the company's eyes, he was someone who was about to retire from the industry, so wouldn't a farewell performance be enough?
The disbandment night will not only have a live audience but also be streamed online. Since it concerns the company's reputation and interests, we can't let him cause trouble.

Forget about singing new songs, his microphone is probably always off.

"OK then."

In novels, such things are often glossed over, and the protagonist always has a chance to perform, to sing wherever he wants, as if everything falls into place naturally...

But in reality, those few brief mentions of the plot represent a lifelong pursuit for many.

Which actor doesn't fight for their chance to perform on stage?
How many beatings does it take to become a horn?

Right now, Yu Wei is just a player who can't get playing time, and he has to fight for the opportunity that's right in front of him!
Talking about this is useless.

What kind of military order or gambling agreement is this? Who has time to play house with you for no reason...

If you want people to believe you, you have to give them convincing reasons. If you want to get on stage, then show your strength. It's that simple.

We need to get the song as soon as possible so that there's room for negotiation on the show; otherwise, there's no point in discussing anything.

Looks like I'll have to add more chapters!

(End of this chapter)

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