Are you a fan of King Zhang, Queen Li, or the hottest new idol? Sorry, but all the people you mentioned are actually my fans. I may not be your idol, but I am most certainly the idol of your idols! With just one song—“Sunny Day”—I stunned the audience and left the rising diva speechless, sweeping the music scene of this parallel world without leaving a single rival standing. The newcomer singer Jay Zhou, while delivering his acceptance speech at the award ceremony, confessed, “I do write my own songs sometimes, but for some reason, I always feel like I’m living in the shadow of the legendary Chen.” The other big names in the industry collectively pleaded, “Please, Master Chen, have mercy on us. Leave a little room for the rest of us to survive. Who else releases songs by the hundreds, and every single one is a masterpiece?” It was as if Chen Nian heard their silent cries—so he turned his talent to the world of film. Under his own direction, works like “Dying to Survive,” “The Wandering Earth,” and “Farewell My Concubine”—masterpieces destined to be remembered for generations—were released one after another.
"How shameless!"
"Mei, what's going on?" In the backstage dressing room of the concert, Luo Xiaoyi, the rising star of the music scene, looked up at her manager, Mei.
Mei explained, frustrated, "Lin Xinrou suddenly announced she'll be attending Aiting's concert."
Luo Xiaoyi frowned at the news. "How is that possible? Didn't Sister Xinrou promise me she'd be a guest at my concert? Chen Nian, hand me my phone, I want to ask her what's going on."
Chen Nian, whose name was called, stood dazed, confusion written all over his face.
"Weird?"
"Wasn't I preparing for my own solo tour?"
"Why am I here?"
Suddenly, Chen Nian's expression changed; a torrent of memories not his own surged into his mind.
After recovering from the shock, though it was hard to believe, Chen Nian had no choice but to accept the fact that he had crossed over.
In his previous life, Chen Nian was a new king of music, winning Best New Artist at twenty-one, and by twenty-three, he was a household name, his solo tour ablaze with success thanks to his exceptional talent.
Fans had dubbed him a living legend of the Chinese music scene.
Yet for reasons unknown, he had somehow crossed into a world bearing the same name as Blue Star, but whose musical standards paled in comparison.
According to the memories of his new body, Chen Nian learned that his predecessor was also named Chen Nian, and since college had dated Lin Xinrou, the rising queen o