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

The novel has become a reality...

The idea that the main character would be on the Spring Festival Gala judging panel was something Yu Wei wrote randomly to advance the plot. The fact that the character "Jingle Bells" was right to curse is really ridiculous.

CCTV is refusing to use its own professionals and instead hiring a celebrity, right?
This absurd thing actually happened: Yu Wei was officially invited to participate in the Spring Festival Gala review process, which can be considered as him infiltrating the system.

However, he's not as powerful as in the novel. In the novel, all the main characters can give scores, but Yu Wei is only in the music group. He has nothing to do with comedy sketches and other language-based programs, and his voice is not as strong as in the novel.

Compared to the judges in the novel, his actual role is more like a specially appointed expert; he can offer some advice at most, but the final decision rests with the other party.

Are you still going?

Qi Luoan didn't know exactly what the judging panel would do, but his uncle and mother were there, so Yu Wei would have someone to help him.

"Of course."

Even a small voice is better than none. If he becomes a judge, he can help his own people fight for their rights. At the very least, getting in there makes it easier to gather information.

Even if he fails to be selected for the show, he'll know the specific reasons why, and he'll be able to die with the truth.

Qi Luoan nodded. Being invited showed that the higher-ups still valued Yu Wei, which was undoubtedly a good sign.

With more than 20 days until the Spring Festival Gala judging begins, they have plenty of time to rehearse and hope to be selected by then.

She watched Yu Wei begin typing, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back...

"What's wrong? Just say it."

Yu Wei glanced at her, somewhat puzzled. Hesitating wasn't Qi Luo'an's usual style. Did she not want to go by herself or something?

"I just feel like you're too tired."

Qi Luoan gave a miserable laugh, "Since you can participate in the Spring Festival Gala decision-making process, why don't we just cancel the fake one?"

"Or we can focus on preparing our own fake Spring Festival Gala and not join in the fun over there."

Yu Wei had to juggle both truth and fiction simultaneously, handling far too many tasks. After finishing writing, he would write the script, then guide everyone in practicing, and after that, he would write again.

Seeing how busy Yu Wei is, she feels sorry for him. He puts on so many shows and still gets criticized by netizens. Yu Wei just wants everyone to be happy. What did he do wrong?

Normally she can laugh it off and not think about it, but once she calms down, she can't help but start thinking about Yu Wei.

Perhaps the best choice for them is to stay home and quietly celebrate the New Year, rather than go anywhere else...

"You said this."

Yu Wei stopped typing. To be honest, he had considered two options: either go all out for the Spring Festival Gala or bury himself in preparing for the Spring Festival Gala with his novel.

However, he discovered that neither of these was the optimal solution.

The Spring Festival Gala is a stage that many celebrities dream of, and even putting aside the hype, the event itself is very meaningful.

This is an opportunity to be seen by the entire nation, and a sign of elevated industry status; the difference between taking this opportunity and not taking it is significant.

Even Yu Wei is no exception. As a public figure, who wouldn't want their image to appear in every household and become the center of attention at the New Year's Eve dinner table?

For him and for everyone else, the Spring Festival Gala is not to be missed; this is an objective reality.

However, the Spring Festival Gala does have many restrictions. After all, it is a public occasion, and no one can overshadow the main event.

He couldn't produce many good works, so he couldn't give it his all, and everyone's exposure was limited. That's when the fake Spring Festival Gala was needed to make up for it. This was Yu Wei's insignificant ideal.

It's difficult to choose between reality and ideals.

Even if all the programs are selected for the Spring Festival Gala, their influence will be limited due to these restrictions, and it's only a matter of time before they are forgotten.

No matter how well a fake Spring Festival Gala is produced, it can never surpass the influence of the real Spring Festival Gala. No matter how well it is done, there will always be people who say, "They only put this on because they can't get on the real Spring Festival Gala."

Therefore, Yu Wei decided that he wanted them all.

Going to the real Spring Festival Gala is to prove they can perform, while holding a fake one is to prove they deserve it, or even can do it better.

A boat sails on water, its sails fluttering in the wind. Reality carries me, while ideals guide my way. There's no need to let the sails leave the boat; rather, we should learn to adjust the angle amidst the turbulence. The sails borrow the wind's power, and the boat borrows the sail's strength, soaring upwards.

True or false, I choose yes.

Since he's going to do it, he'll do it to the best of his ability. He'll be involved in both the real and fake Spring Festival Galas, since there might be competition between different galas, but there won't be competition between good programs.

Their fake Spring Festival Gala isn't competing with the good programs of the Gala, but rather trying to replace the niche of those mediocre ones, which isn't contradictory.

It's a win-win situation; we win twice.

Seeing Yu Wei's determined look, Qi Luo'an breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that he had a clear goal; she would help him.

Actually, Yu Wei wasn't that busy. He was busy producing works a few days ago. Now that both programs are almost ready, he can go back to his old days of being a complete slacker and a lazy bum.

Would someone as lazy as him tire himself out?

In the following days, Yu Wei proved this point with his actions. He was quite comfortable in the studio, and he spent most of his time directing the sketch comedy team.

The entertainment novel progressed smoothly, and Yu Wei added a long-lost element of the protagonist showing off and shocking the audience, a trick that never fails.

On the fourth day, he and Zhang Lingye began filming the skit "Protagonist and Supporting Role". The studio was ready to use, and Xingmou was also available as the cameraman.

Zhang Lingye's acting was alright, but he lacked a sense of humor. It took Yu Wei a whole day to guide him to find that carefree and nonchalant feeling.

After filming overnight, their first program for the fake Spring Festival Gala was completed, which was a good start.

The days of rehearsing and slacking off flew by, especially after Lin Puyan, Meng Han and others joined the filming, Yu Wei felt quite happy every day.

Since they were all on the same side, time seemed to stand still, and in just over ten days, he had already filmed three or four fake Spring Festival Gala performances. It's worth mentioning that just a couple of days ago, Tian Yuwei even took the time to update two chapters of "The Devotion of Suspect X": the police investigation officially shifted to Ishigami, and Yukawa began analyzing the scheme…

After chapters fourteen and fifteen, the truth is about to be revealed. Yu Wei plans to finish writing the remaining four chapters in one go after the New Year.

The last few chapters of the novel are quite brilliant, and they must be released all at once so that readers can enjoy them and experience the shock of the ending.

"Stop for a moment, Sister Liu."

Yu Wei is directing Liu Ning in filming "Working Adventure". Her narration at the beginning was very natural in terms of rhythm and punchline, but her singing at the end was a bit lacking.

However, this is not Liu Jie's fault, because this is what Yu Wei taught her, and Liu Ning just followed along and sang along.

"It's not proper singing, it's the character singing in a specific situation, it's a performance with a mercenary air!"

In the skit, this scene is about the manager of the "Empress Dowager Restaurant" asking an old lady to promote the restaurant's products, so the singing style also needs to have a shouting tone.

Liu Ning was a keen observer of life, so she quickly understood Yu Wei's meaning: when singing, she should exaggerate her posture to make the dish seem even more precious!

She acted it out again according to her own understanding, leaving Yu Wei and Qi Luoan beside her completely stunned. Could Sister Liu really be a genius?

"Inviting you was definitely the right decision."

This kind of mercenary feeling is something that even a celebrity might not be able to pull off; it takes real talent from ordinary people.

Liu Ning was a little embarrassed by the praise. She just often went to the market; she'd never eaten pork, but she'd seen pigs run.

Perhaps this is the kind of romance that belongs to ordinary people?
Yu Wei was about to take this opportunity to continue filming when his phone suddenly rang at an inopportune moment. Qi Luoan picked it up and saw that it was his great-uncle calling.

"It looks like it's about to start."

There are still a few days before the official start of the program review, but it is possible that a meeting will be held in advance to arrange the specific work process.

Yu Wei answered the phone and found it was true. He had to go to CCTV to report tomorrow and officially infiltrate the organizer's team!

"I have to kneel down to the veterans."

Yu Wei wasn't in a hurry. After hanging up the phone, he continued filming the skit. The fake Spring Festival Gala could wait, there was still a long way to go before the New Year.

But programs that need to be submitted for the Spring Festival Gala need to be rushed, since the meeting indicates that the judging process will begin soon, and success or failure hinges on this moment.

"You guys keep practicing tomorrow. Even last-minute cramming can be effective. I'm going to go see what's going on."

They've almost finished rehearsing their performances, but the skit "To Help or Not to Help" isn't quite consistent; performances like that depend a lot on being in the right state of mind.

The next morning, Yu Wei's van slowly drove onto Guanghua Road. As it passed through the iconic security checkpoint, an indescribable sense of solemnity pressed down on him.

Standing before him was the headquarters building of CCTV. Yu Wei rolled down the car window and took a deep breath of the dry, cold northern air.

We've really stumbled into the imperial palace by mistake this time...

Guided by a young staff member in a dark suit, Yu Wei passed through several heavy glass doors and entered the inner corridor.

The walls are adorned with stills from classic CCTV programs over the years or screenshots of live broadcasts of major historical events, creating a silent corridor of time.

Occasionally, employees wearing name tags and hurrying along would brush past, their eyes focused, whispering professional terms, looking quite serious.

However, when they noticed Yu Wei, they would still greet him with a smile.

"Am I that popular?"

"Teacher Yu Wei, you're joking."

If it weren't for Yu Wei's serious expression, the staff leading the way would have thought he was in Versailles. Nowadays, there aren't many people in China who don't know Yu Wei.

Even people working within the system need to listen to music; they still can't resist Yu Wei. She's just too appealing...

The jury met not in the main broadcasting studio area, but in a dedicated conference room in an annex building, with a sign that read "TV House · Third Conference Room".

Stepping through the door, you enter a medium-sized, modern conference room. An oval table occupies the center, clearly indicating that this is where the main creators of the Spring Festival Gala are seated.

Each seat around me was neatly furnished with a place card, a bottle of mineral water, a sharpened pencil, an eraser, and a thick, dark blue velvet folder.

The folder cover had the words "Review Materials for Songs in the CCTV Spring Festival Gala" embossed in gold, giving it a rather formal appearance.

Yu Wei took a deep breath and quietly sat down in front of the seat with his name written on it. The Spring Festival Gala was indeed quite a grand affair.

Then, thinking back to my own makeshift Spring Festival Gala production team, it's like comparing heaven and earth...

People came in one after another, and when they saw Yu Wei, they nodded to each other in greeting. The atmosphere was polite and restrained.

Among them are national team singers, top music academy professors, senior music producers and record company executives; they are all big names.

Actually, Yu Wei was the real monster in their eyes. They were all members of the judging panel, and this kid was only 24, and this year was even his birth year in the Chinese zodiac...

Despite being a newcomer, Yu Wei is clearly highly valued by his superiors, as evidenced by his rank.

His seat card was placed in the middle of the first row of long tables, making him one of the first batch of people to be assigned to the main creative team.

With this kind of arrogance, they would believe it if you told them that Yu Wei would take over in a few years. They can't afford to mess with them.

As Yu Weigang opened the document, the meeting room door was pushed open, and six people who looked like leaders slowly walked in and took the stage one by one. Ye Shengyu was among them.

He clearly sensed a sharp gaze, even one with a hint of hostility. Yu Wei looked up and saw that the source was one of the creators.

This person looks quite young, in his early thirties. To hold such a high position at that age is obviously no small feat.

No, we're not friends, what did I do to you? (End of Chapter)