"At three o'clock in the morning on the 22nd local time, Chinese superstar Wen Yang passed away in Chenggu Hospital due to a family genetic disease. The whole people mourn and express their deep regret." - The New York Times
The wails of mourning surrounded the ears, but finally turned into the cacophony of death rock.
The handsome young man opened his eyes, reached out to touch the phone that was ringing non-stop, and pressed the answer button, a loud roar came from inside: "Wen Yang, you don't even count as the [-]th line now, how can you have any face?" Play big cards with my old lady!"
He frowned and pulled the phone away, and the voice of the person on the other end softened slightly: "I have won a chance for you, it is a talent show for newcomers."
"You are already 20 years old, and it's time for you to grow up." The man with a high decibel sighed, "This is your last chance to make a comeback. If you don't grasp it, I can't stop the company from hiding your decision."
Throwing the hung up mobile phone aside, the teenager rubbed his temples, his coffee eyes showed a deep color that did not match his age.
He is Wen Yang, a 36-year-old Chinese superstar who died in a New York hospital, and a three-time Oscar winner.
But after death, he was reborn in a parallel time and space, replacing the young man Wen Yang who died of alcoholism.
After receiving all the memories, he sighed, he never thought that someone would play a good hand of cards so badly.
Originally debuted as the lead singer of a boy group at the age of 16. Because of his penetrating singing voice, he quickly became popular and was signed by the current agency Zhaohui Entertainment.
In two years, he was hailed as a smash hit traffic niche, but it didn't take long for him to be exposed to various scandals.
Fighting, bad temper, playing big names, bullying the newcomers in the crew, no acting skills, and a gay who has a crush on President Zhaohui!
It became black all over the Internet, so that the number of fans of the original owner on Weibo dropped like crazy, and many of the original fans dropped back.
The corners of Wen Yang's mouth twitched as he accepted these memories, many of the things that were exposed were true, and this was what caused him the most headache.
But now he is more happy. He lived for 36 years in his previous life and suffered from all kinds of illnesses. What he hopes most is a healthy body.
Now, not only does he have a healthy body, he is also 16 years younger.
Turning over from the bed, he carefully kicked away the scattered beer cans on the ground. The feet that fell on the ground were shiny and white, and the toes were pink and round, showing a bit of cuteness.
Wen Yang went to the bathroom and lay down on the toilet to vomit. The smell of alcohol in his mouth made him dizzy. Due to physical reasons in his previous life, he almost never drank alcohol.
At this moment, the smell of wine in his mouth made him frown uncomfortably. After brushing his teeth a few times and tidying up the room, he carefully looked at his appearance in front of the mirror.
Slightly curly hair and slightly longer bangs in front made him look very decadent.
The person in the mirror has a pair of coffee-colored eyes, a face as fair as the moonlight, slightly long eyelashes, a pair of foxy eyes, and the end of the eyes is thin red because of drunkenness.
Probably because of his mixed race, his face is a little deep, with clear lines but soft, between the coldness of the West and the softness of the East, which is just right.
Red lips and white teeth, face like a crown jade.
It's no wonder that when he was hacked by the whole network, there are still some fans who choose to stay.
This face is strikingly similar to his previous life, except that he looks much younger, with a healthy blush on his face, unlike the previous him, whose face is as pale as paper. In order to cope with the camera, he has to wear makeup every day to cover up his sickness.
Wen Yang stroked his face, his voice trembling with excitement: "I will make you the best."
He will stand up to bear all the black material and past of the original owner, and follow his own plan to embark on a glorious path in the name of the young Wen Yang.
But he was unwilling to pay for the secret love of the original owner.
From memory, I learned that the original owner had the courage to confess but was rejected by Fu Chao mercilessly. He was saddened, coupled with the curse and abuse of black fans, and made him die of alcoholism.
Wen Yang took a pair of scissors and cut off the bangs that covered his eyes, and then he comfortably smiled at the mirror.
Thinking of his manager's words, he set the alarm clock, lay on the bed, folded his hands in front of his stomach, and fell asleep squarely.
This is a habit he developed in his previous life.
The person on the bed seemed to be having a good dream, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, like a sleeping beauty.
Wen Yang got ready early in the morning, waiting for the manager's arrival.
"Hello, Brother Wang." When he opened the door, he had a polite smile on his face, and the gentle temperament permeated from his bones sublimated his whole being.
When Wang Feng entered the door and saw his cute appearance, he was taken aback, raised his orchid fingers and smiled lightly: "Yo, finally know how to be afraid?"
The smile on Wen Yang's face remained the same, facing him with such a serious look, Wang Feng also let go of the slight challenge on his face, and said solemnly: "This time "Youth on the Moshang" is your last chance, if you mess up again , I can't help you either."
"Thank you, Brother Wang." He bowed solemnly.
Wang Feng has shoulder-length hair, a long face with a high nose bridge, and a somewhat feminine face. He is a well-known gay in the circle. He always likes to call himself an old lady. He lives confidently and freely, and is never afraid of other people's glances.
He is an old employee of Zhaohui, he has been an agent for many years, and he has also promoted well-known first- and second-tier managers. The original owner was taken by him and brought into the entertainment circle.
"I buy it, what's the matter with your dog-like hair?!"
Wang Feng jumped up, and wanted to point his nose at him and scold him, but seeing that he was so obedient, he restrained his temper a bit, "It's really killing my mother, hurry up, we have to do some styling first."
"Okay." Wen Yang listened to him with a gentle attitude, and wrote down the main points he introduced about the talent show "Youth on the Moshang".
His memory has always been good. Although he can't reach the ability of seeing ten lines at a glance, he still has the ability to memorize scripts in a short period of time.
As an actor in his previous life, he never missed a single line.
Wen Yang was brought to a familiar stylist by Wang Feng, and the stylist cut his hair, the sides were slightly shorter, the top was layered and long, and the bangs were slightly curled in the middle.
Coupled with the warm aura around him, there is quite a sense of demeanor of a gentleman on Moshang.
"Perfect!" Wang Feng cupped his face, "As long as you are obedient, I believe that you will definitely return to the time of fire!"
As he spoke, the phone rang, and he picked it up as if nothing had happened. After hearing the voice coming from inside, his face turned gloomy.
"Excessive! Is this group of people dead for being old mothers?" His eyes were burning with anger, and he pulled Wen Yang and ran to the company angrily.
Wen Yang was slightly taken aback, guessing in his heart that there might be something wrong with this talent show.
The wails of mourning surrounded the ears, but finally turned into the cacophony of death rock.
The handsome young man opened his eyes, reached out to touch the phone that was ringing non-stop, and pressed the answer button, a loud roar came from inside: "Wen Yang, you don't even count as the [-]th line now, how can you have any face?" Play big cards with my old lady!"
He frowned and pulled the phone away, and the voice of the person on the other end softened slightly: "I have won a chance for you, it is a talent show for newcomers."
"You are already 20 years old, and it's time for you to grow up." The man with a high decibel sighed, "This is your last chance to make a comeback. If you don't grasp it, I can't stop the company from hiding your decision."
Throwing the hung up mobile phone aside, the teenager rubbed his temples, his coffee eyes showed a deep color that did not match his age.
He is Wen Yang, a 36-year-old Chinese superstar who died in a New York hospital, and a three-time Oscar winner.
But after death, he was reborn in a parallel time and space, replacing the young man Wen Yang who died of alcoholism.
After receiving all the memories, he sighed, he never thought that someone would play a good hand of cards so badly.
Originally debuted as the lead singer of a boy group at the age of 16. Because of his penetrating singing voice, he quickly became popular and was signed by the current agency Zhaohui Entertainment.
In two years, he was hailed as a smash hit traffic niche, but it didn't take long for him to be exposed to various scandals.
Fighting, bad temper, playing big names, bullying the newcomers in the crew, no acting skills, and a gay who has a crush on President Zhaohui!
It became black all over the Internet, so that the number of fans of the original owner on Weibo dropped like crazy, and many of the original fans dropped back.
The corners of Wen Yang's mouth twitched as he accepted these memories, many of the things that were exposed were true, and this was what caused him the most headache.
But now he is more happy. He lived for 36 years in his previous life and suffered from all kinds of illnesses. What he hopes most is a healthy body.
Now, not only does he have a healthy body, he is also 16 years younger.
Turning over from the bed, he carefully kicked away the scattered beer cans on the ground. The feet that fell on the ground were shiny and white, and the toes were pink and round, showing a bit of cuteness.
Wen Yang went to the bathroom and lay down on the toilet to vomit. The smell of alcohol in his mouth made him dizzy. Due to physical reasons in his previous life, he almost never drank alcohol.
At this moment, the smell of wine in his mouth made him frown uncomfortably. After brushing his teeth a few times and tidying up the room, he carefully looked at his appearance in front of the mirror.
Slightly curly hair and slightly longer bangs in front made him look very decadent.
The person in the mirror has a pair of coffee-colored eyes, a face as fair as the moonlight, slightly long eyelashes, a pair of foxy eyes, and the end of the eyes is thin red because of drunkenness.
Probably because of his mixed race, his face is a little deep, with clear lines but soft, between the coldness of the West and the softness of the East, which is just right.
Red lips and white teeth, face like a crown jade.
It's no wonder that when he was hacked by the whole network, there are still some fans who choose to stay.
This face is strikingly similar to his previous life, except that he looks much younger, with a healthy blush on his face, unlike the previous him, whose face is as pale as paper. In order to cope with the camera, he has to wear makeup every day to cover up his sickness.
Wen Yang stroked his face, his voice trembling with excitement: "I will make you the best."
He will stand up to bear all the black material and past of the original owner, and follow his own plan to embark on a glorious path in the name of the young Wen Yang.
But he was unwilling to pay for the secret love of the original owner.
From memory, I learned that the original owner had the courage to confess but was rejected by Fu Chao mercilessly. He was saddened, coupled with the curse and abuse of black fans, and made him die of alcoholism.
Wen Yang took a pair of scissors and cut off the bangs that covered his eyes, and then he comfortably smiled at the mirror.
Thinking of his manager's words, he set the alarm clock, lay on the bed, folded his hands in front of his stomach, and fell asleep squarely.
This is a habit he developed in his previous life.
The person on the bed seemed to be having a good dream, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, like a sleeping beauty.
Wen Yang got ready early in the morning, waiting for the manager's arrival.
"Hello, Brother Wang." When he opened the door, he had a polite smile on his face, and the gentle temperament permeated from his bones sublimated his whole being.
When Wang Feng entered the door and saw his cute appearance, he was taken aback, raised his orchid fingers and smiled lightly: "Yo, finally know how to be afraid?"
The smile on Wen Yang's face remained the same, facing him with such a serious look, Wang Feng also let go of the slight challenge on his face, and said solemnly: "This time "Youth on the Moshang" is your last chance, if you mess up again , I can't help you either."
"Thank you, Brother Wang." He bowed solemnly.
Wang Feng has shoulder-length hair, a long face with a high nose bridge, and a somewhat feminine face. He is a well-known gay in the circle. He always likes to call himself an old lady. He lives confidently and freely, and is never afraid of other people's glances.
He is an old employee of Zhaohui, he has been an agent for many years, and he has also promoted well-known first- and second-tier managers. The original owner was taken by him and brought into the entertainment circle.
"I buy it, what's the matter with your dog-like hair?!"
Wang Feng jumped up, and wanted to point his nose at him and scold him, but seeing that he was so obedient, he restrained his temper a bit, "It's really killing my mother, hurry up, we have to do some styling first."
"Okay." Wen Yang listened to him with a gentle attitude, and wrote down the main points he introduced about the talent show "Youth on the Moshang".
His memory has always been good. Although he can't reach the ability of seeing ten lines at a glance, he still has the ability to memorize scripts in a short period of time.
As an actor in his previous life, he never missed a single line.
Wen Yang was brought to a familiar stylist by Wang Feng, and the stylist cut his hair, the sides were slightly shorter, the top was layered and long, and the bangs were slightly curled in the middle.
Coupled with the warm aura around him, there is quite a sense of demeanor of a gentleman on Moshang.
"Perfect!" Wang Feng cupped his face, "As long as you are obedient, I believe that you will definitely return to the time of fire!"
As he spoke, the phone rang, and he picked it up as if nothing had happened. After hearing the voice coming from inside, his face turned gloomy.
"Excessive! Is this group of people dead for being old mothers?" His eyes were burning with anger, and he pulled Wen Yang and ran to the company angrily.
Wen Yang was slightly taken aback, guessing in his heart that there might be something wrong with this talent show.
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