Chapter 28: What the Hell, Where Is My Song?

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The structure was fragmented, the pacing loose, the plot logic incoherent, and the protagonist’s characterization contradictory. The lead, relying solely on the actor’s charm as a selling point, was utterly unappealing. Overall rating: 1.2.

This was easily the lowest score Wei Yu had ever given since acquiring the rating system. The film had absolutely nothing commendable about it.

Originally, he just wanted to find a bad movie to rate, making it easier to shoot a short film. But he was too adept at this and ended up picking the one with the most intense summer blockbuster flavor.

When Wei Yu’s review was published, netizens were stunned. What was the score master doing now? Not content with criticizing the Chinese music scene, he was now targeting the film industry?

It was one thing to rate songs—after all, he had proven his qualifications by scoring two tracks—but him, a singer, rating movies? What was that about?

Hold on, let the bullet misfire for a moment.

Yu Wei first wrote a transitional script for the film shoot. Since the protagonist wielded the rating system, this was the perfect moment to rate mercilessly.

Who cared if they were peers or not? The ratings were meant for peers!

Those familiar with entertainment literature already guessed his plan: to blast the movie. The protagonist was about to start filming...

This type of “shoot first, draw the target later” plot was common, but what about the songs?

The singing segment in the story had ended, but what about outside the plot? Where had the big hit “Hearing the Sound of Rain” gone?

They had gambled, read the book, and waited four or five days, yet there was no sign of this song at all.

It couldn’t be that the author had just made up the song, right?

“Impossible. Absolutely impossible. I’m not some brainless villain from a novel who’d fall for the same trick twice. That song definitely exists!”

“Is it possible the author knew you’d think that way, so this time they genuinely invented a song?”

“That’s unlikely. The few lines of lyrics quoted were quite evocative. The song is probably still in production.”

“Damn, what connections does this author have to get their hands on an unfinished song?”

The readers were clever and their guesses were nearly spot on. “Hearing the Sound of Rain” wasn’t yet complete; Yu Wei would soon have to record an official version at the company.

The song would be released simultaneously with episode seven of “HELLO Roommates,” stirring up a wave of hype.

“Sure enough, the netizens are no NPCs.”

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On the 17th floor conference room of Firefly Huawen Tower, Liu Ning stared dumbfounded at the new cooperation agreement in her hands. They had only arranged for Yu Wei to appear on a variety show, so how had he suddenly conjured up a song?

Was he really that prolific?

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She wasn’t very familiar with music, but after listening to the live demo, Teacher Hong Hui’s eyes had lit up, which meant the song was quite impressive.

Had this little underdog really hit the jackpot?

Previously, the timid Yu Wei she had escorted onstage had already earned her two raises...

Although she was nominally a senior manager, her compensation still lagged behind others, otherwise she wouldn’t have been assigned to manage a relatively unknown talent like Yu Wei.

Who would have thought she had actually backed a dark horse?

Just as she was reflecting on the twists of fate, Yu Wei arrived to record the song, calling out “Sister Liu” from a distance.

His enthusiastic demeanor surely had some meaning to others watching. Many artists had suddenly been switched managers by the higher-ups.

Simply put, the executives wanted their own people close to the stars—keeping resources in-house made control easier.

The more warmly Yu Wei treated her, the more hesitant the higher-ups became to replace her. After all, Yu Wei was just a business contract, so this favor had to be taken into account.

Liu Ning could see through it clearly: this kid was cunningly protecting himself...

Yu Wei had been so straightforward and wooden before; it was unclear where he had picked up these tricks.

“Sister Liu, looks like I’m making you work overtime again.”

Yu Wei did have an underlying message for the company, but undeniably, his relationship with Sister Liu was genuinely warm on the surface.

At the company, she treated him like family.

Beyond gratitude, even in pure business dealings, Sister Liu was far more reliable than anyone else.

A star’s agent wasn’t some mere guide; they held significant influence and were closely tied to the star in many ways.

Many outrageous actions by artists in the entertainment industry had their agents’ fingerprints behind them. With such a crucial role, Yu Wei trusted no one but Sister Liu.

“This shift of mine, no one else can get it even if they want it.”

Liu Ning smiled with satisfaction and handed Yu Wei the agreement for signing. “I’ve reviewed it. The show only wants the song’s usage rights, nothing more.”

After all, “HELLO Roommates” was not a music competition, so negotiating deeper cooperation wasn’t possible.

Yu Wei nodded, glancing over the contract while casually asking, “Sister Liu, do you know how to apply to shoot a short film in the company?”

That was hardly casual...

“A short film?”

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Liu Ning instantly realized Yu Wei was up to something again. If it had been before, she would’ve told him to go cool off somewhere. Filming? Did he even dare think about that?

But now, she found herself trusting Yu Wei a little more, even if the trust was unfounded.

“Shooting a short film is complicated and usually requires the film department... not much chance outside that.” She believed Yu Wei, but the company was harder to convince. “How about this: apply under the pretext of shooting a music video—you’d be more persuasive.”

Brilliant. No wonder Sister Liu was one of them; she really knew how to leverage company resources.

Coincidentally, Yu Wei liked the MV for “Hearing the Sound of Rain.” He could apply under the guise of shooting an MV, then shoot his own short film afterward.

“What are you—”

Liu Ning couldn’t contain her curiosity. If he wanted to act, she could help connect resources. With Yu Wei’s current popularity, there was no shortage of roles. So what was this about?

“Just a kid being childish, shooting for fun.”

Yu Wei’s habit was to keep things vague until they were certain, so as not to raise anyone’s expectations or cause disappointment.

As for why he didn’t find a role himself... well, he was careful with his reputation.

Once a bad drama stamped a negative image or black mark, no amount of good work afterward could erase it. He wasn’t short on money for now, so there was no need to tarnish himself.

If he really made a trashy historical romance, it would be like giving the haters a new weapon.

But there was no rush; Yu Wei hadn’t even received the script yet. He hadn’t started writing the plot for “The Sound Engineer” either.

“Hey, busy guy’s back.”

Yu Wei was about to head downstairs to record the song when Zhang Lingye, wearing a headband, happened to pass by, evidently planning to discuss some business in the conference room.

“Same to you. By the way, are you free lately? Come help me shoot an MV.”

Free labor was too good to pass up. After the MV, he could seamlessly join the film crew.

Seeing Zhang Lingye’s skeptical look, Yu Wei quickly added, “I’ll arrange it. I promise you’ll have plenty of bed scenes.”

“Is there such a good deal?”

“Guaranteed.”

That corpse in “The Sound Engineer” did spend quite a while in bed...