I'm a web novelist, and you want me to work in the entertainment industry?

The next morning.

After staying at home for a whole week, Mr. Cheng got up early for once and took a car out.

Xiao Tang sat in the passenger seat, holding her phone in her hand. On the screen was a meticulously prepared schedule she had personally compiled—filled with all sorts of things related to Cheng Che.

There are comments about "Dragon Raja", "Wandering Diary", the music variety show they will be participating in, and even the emotional support for Tian Xiwei.

Well... the last thing had nothing to do with her work; it was purely a personal matter.

"Brother Che, here's the schedule for today." Xiao Tang turned around, looked at Cheng Che sitting in the back row, and began to report.

"Today's schedule is very simple, just two things. One is to take the official photos. Everything we need and the staff are already prepared there."

Cheng Che nodded, indicating his understanding.

Even a hastily produced program like "Wandering Diary" requires a costume fitting, let alone other programs?

"Then, after the official photos were taken, the production team sent staff to conduct an interview," Xiao Tang continued. "They will ask you some questions, but I'm not sure what they will ask, but I can confirm that they won't be difficult."

"How could this happen?" Cheng Che leaned back, his tone filled with undisguised disappointment.

What's wrong with your show? You can't even make things difficult for people!

Xiao Tang selectively ignored his words and turned her head back.

……

After some time, they reached their destination.

Cheng Che and Xiao Tang were led into the building by a staff member wearing a name tag.

The stylist who did Cheng Che's makeup was a man who looked to be in his thirties. He had fluffy hair parted vertically, wore black overalls, and was holding a comb in his hand, tidying up the tuft of black hair on his forehead that looked like the number "7".

Her overall look was quite eye-catching!

Xiao Tang went up to him and spoke with him. Only then did the stylist stop combing Cheng Che's hair and lead him to sit down in front of the mirror.

He circled around Cheng Che, nodded, and sincerely praised him:

"Teacher Cheng Che has a very good foundation, no less than those male leads in idol dramas. With a little work, he'll be fine."

Cheng Che glanced at himself in the mirror—young, handsome, and with a scholarly air (in his own opinion).

He immediately nodded in deep agreement:

"You have a good eye, I think so too."

The stylist was taken aback and didn't know how to respond—shouldn't a normal person say something humble and then compliment my hairstyle after hearing such a comment?

Xiao Tang silently turned her back, as if afraid that others would know she was Cheng Che's assistant.

It's so embarrassing to be Che Ge's assistant in public...

The stylist didn't flatter Cheng Che; he genuinely thought Cheng Che had a good foundation, so the job was finished quickly.

With the guidance of the staff, Cheng Che completed the photoshoot very efficiently.

After the photoshoot, the staff led him into a small, temporarily set-up interview room.

The background is the program's logo wall, with two bar stools in front of it and a camera facing the wall.

Cheng Che sat down on the high stool.

"Professor Cheng Che, we'll do a brief interview next," the staff member quickly instructed.

"This interview will be released as promotional material before the program airs. Since you are a special guest, your face will be covered and your voice will be altered. You can speak freely."

"No problem." Cheng Che raised his hand and gave an "OK" sign.

The interview segment is essentially the speaking segment.

Everyone on the internet knows that Cheng Che is the best talker!

"Let's begin then," the staff member said, looking down at the interview outline in his hand.

"My first question is, is this your first time participating in a music variety show? Have you had similar experience before?"

Why isn't it sharp at all, or contradictory at all... Cheng Che sighed inwardly.

"Yes, this is indeed my first time participating in a music variety show," Cheng Che said truthfully. "I have absolutely no relevant experience."

"The second question builds on the first one," the staff member said. "Are you nervous about participating in a music variety show for the first time?"

Ok?

This question sounds familiar, like I've heard it somewhere before... Cheng Che raised an eyebrow.

"That's for sure," he said modestly. "To be honest, I'm just a newcomer who hasn't even debuted yet; I'm not even a trainee."

"It's inevitable to feel nervous when appearing on a show, and I hope everyone on the show will be kind to me."

Cheng Che's tone was very sincere—he was telling the truth.

The staff felt something was off about this answer. "Are you still considered a newcomer with this much traffic?"

However, he seemed unable to find a point to refute, so he could only nod and continue asking questions.

Not far away, Xiao Tang rubbed her forehead.

She felt that Cheng Che's current state was somewhat like that of a protagonist in a fantasy novel who, after wreaking havoc on the old map, finally levels up and enters a new one.

So, people are getting ready to wreak havoc on the new map...

"Third question: What are your hobbies and interests?"

"My hobbies are singing and dancing... no."

Cheng Che slammed on the brakes.

"My greatest hobby is probably providing emotional value to others," he said seriously. "Whenever I discover that I can provide emotional value to others and see their feedback, I feel very happy."

"That sounds like a very meaningful hobby." The staff member smiled. "In that case, the profession of singer is quite compatible with your interests, teacher."

Cheng Che didn't speak, but simply smiled and nodded at the staff member.

I only said that I provide emotional value, but I didn't say what kind of emotional value I provide.

I didn't say anything; you just made all that up in your head!

"The fourth question: How would you introduce yourself in one sentence?"

Cheng Che sat upright, his expression more serious than ever before. He lowered his head and pondered for a long time.

Then he raised his head and said seriously:

"A newcomer to the music scene, afraid of cyberbullying, and a man of few words."

Yes, that's him!

"Cough cough cough—"

A sudden coughing sound rang out in the interview room.

Xiao Tang almost choked on her own saliva after hearing Cheng Che's words.

Everyone present turned to look at her upon hearing the sound, and Cheng Che even cast a threatening glance at her:

Miss, you don't want your salary to be threatened, do you?

Xiao Tang quickly waved her hand, signaling everyone to continue the interview and not to worry about her, and then quietly left.

The staff member looked away and closed the outline in their hand.

"Thank you for your cooperation, teacher. That concludes the interview."

"Finally, could you please leave a message for our production team, for the other guests on our show, or perhaps for yourself?"

"A message?"

This word doesn't sound very pleasant...

Cheng Che remained silent for a few seconds in front of the camera, then raised his head with a serious expression.

"Then—"

Goodnight, Makka Pakka.

After saying that, he left the room with a nonchalant air.