Synopsis:

Protagonist gets hit by Truck-Sama, meets GODDESS system and gets reincarnated into the world of Dragon ball as a Saiyan with a System

Protagonist died and reincarnated in the Dragon Ball universe. This is how everything happened  after he was reborn.

Read on as our unlikely protagonist grows strong in this world of kill or be killed.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own DRAGONBALL. DragonBall is Owned by TOEI ANIMATION, Ltd. and Licensed by FUNimation Productions, Ltd.. All Rights Reserved. DragonBall, DragonBall Z, DragonBall GT and all logos, character names and distinctive likenesses thereof are trademarks of TOEI ANIMATION, Ltd, Fuji TV, Akira Toriyama, FUNimation

(At Redarms Gang base)

(Redarms gang leader Sebastian sitting on a sofa & was having a glass of whisky & one of his gang members came towards him).

Member: Boss, we have got news regarding a plan of crashing the arms deal which is going to be tomorrow.

(Sebastian stands up from the sofa with the glass of whisky on his hand & starts speaking).

Sebastian: Are you sure? The news is right?

Member: From where the news has been coming has never gone wrong till now, so we can believe in this too.

Sebastian: Call Tony immediately.

(The member takes his phone from his pocket dials Tony's number).

(And on the other side of the world in a sports car music is playing in its full volume).

Sebastian: Tony, where are you?

Tony: Boss, I'm out of our country now?

Sebastian: We are booking you a flight! Get in & come here!

Tony: As you wish boss. (And Tony hangs up).

(In Sebastian's office the member standing in front of him asks).

Member: Sir, is this deal that much important for us.

Sebastian: In any circumstances, the deal should be done successfully otherwise we all be dead.

Member: Okay, boss. (And leaves the room).

(Suddenly Sebastian's phone starts ringing & he takes out his phone from his pockets & it was called a from Sky Limit. Pvt. Ltd office).

Sebastian: How are you?, Sir. Don't take any tension about the arms deal. I will make it a grand success.

Jimmy Grandular: You have to make it a success. Otherwise, you know what will be the conclusion of this whole deal.

(Suddenly the door of Jimmy Grandular opens & his personal secretary Miss Violet stands before Jimmy Grandular. He shows gestures to her to stand by ).

Jimmy Grandular: Wait a moment Sebastian. What happened Miss Violet?, Tell me!

Miss Violet: Sir, It is the time for your shareholder's meeting & Mr K is waiting in his office on the top floor. He had told me to say you that after the meeting you should come to his room.

Jimmy Grandular: Tell him I will be there soon.

(And he continues his conversation with Sebastian).

Jimmy Grandular: So Sebastian, as said you should do it right.

Sebastian: Okay, I heard your secretary by the way through the phone. Mr K has arrived right. Tell him I asked for him & say his personal weapon Tony is also coming for the arms deal.

Jimmy Grandular: Off! Now I'm more relaxed. Now that mission will be completed without any obstacles. The missile of the team is here anyway.



Sebastian: Don't you think Mr K praises Tony much more than what he is?

Jimmy Grandular: Actually, we are all stray dogs who have died on those dirty streets. But Mr K gave us all the resources & made what we are today? It's all because of Mr K's kindness, we are alive now also. So we don't have the right to question him.

Sebastian: Aah, you reminded me of the past. You are right. Okay, then talk to you after the deal.

(While on the other side at Sky Limit Pvt Ltd conference hall all the shareholders got gathered & Jimmy Grandular got inside the hall).

Jimmy Grandular: So, How are you guys? Mr Jonathan, you are getting younger day by day what's the secret behind this?

Mr Jonathan: Just stay happy that's my policy. (with a smile on his face).

(And all the shareholders & Jimmy Grandular discuss their business, new projects the company is working on & the current rank of Sky Limit Pvt Ltd. After that Jimmy Grandular sents off all the partners & with his private secretary he walks towards the building elevator to have a meeting with Mr K ).

(After reaching Mr K's room, Jimmy Grandular knocks over the door).

Jimmy Grandular: May I come in, Sir.

Mr K: Yes, Get in.

Jimmy Grandular: How are you? Sir.

Mr K: It's a question I should ask you! Jimmy. (patting over Jimmy's shoulder ).

Jimmy Grandular: I'm fine, Sir. (With a smile on his face full of loyalty ).

Mr K: Yes, You should be! (With a happy face).

Jimmy Grandular: Okay, Sir.

Mr K: How is the business going? Jimmy.

Jimmy Grandular: It's doing good day by day, Sir.

Mr K: Happy to hear that.

Jimmy Grandular: Why did you ask me to see you? Sir.

Mr K: Just wanted to see you & ask about the arms deal going to happen & all. But after seeing you handle the business I think you will make it a success.

Jimmy Grandular: Of course, Sir.

Mr K: I like your spirit. You reminds me of my younger days.

Jimmy Grandular: You should be relaxed Tony is also taking part in deal.

Mr K: Great, and now I have to leave.

Jimmy Grandular: Of course, Sir. See you then. And talk to you after the deal.

The story revolves around a normal high schooler named Kim Chul who is living with a family full of special agents & the events he has to face because of these reasons. Will Kim Chul be surprised to know about his own secret family? For that just read the story.

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At 9:00 in the morning, Zhang Xiaohua arrived at the studio.
At this time, all the staff had arrived with excitement and expectation as they waited for Zhang Xiaohua to arrange today's work.
As soon as he entered the company's door, Zhang Xiaohua looked towards Wang Jingwen for the first time. He could not help himself as he couldn't believe it that the bright and pretty girl in front of him, was actually the gorgeous woman who was swaying her hips yesterday.
If you didn't look closely enough, you really couldn't recognize her!
This was the most ideal image in his mind!
Zhang Xiaohua gave Wang Jingwen a thumbs-up in his heart, and at the same time, he clearly saw the future of Wang Jingwen. He believed that, under his guidance, she would soon become a superstar in the music world.
However, Zhang Xiaohua did not express this feeling and the group of musicians only saw his expressionless face as he still held a cool attitude towards Wang Jingwen. He sat down on the sofa and took out the contract and delivered it to Wang Jingwen's hands.
"This is the contract book for the company. You may have a look at it first, and if you don't have any objections, then please sign it." Zhang Xiaohua said indifferently as he took out his mobile phone and started playing a casual game without worrying about Wang Jingwen. He firmly believed that no singer would refuse to sing "Broken Hearted Woman."
Wang Jingwen polished her eyes and devoted herself to the content of the contract now in her possession.
In the beginning, there were no excessive clauses in the contract. However, when she saw the last page, the original calm expression on her face gradually changed...
The more Wang Jingwen read, the angrier she became in her heart, but enduring the indignation, Wang Jingwen continued to look down at the contract's terms:
1: Wang Jingwen (hereinafter called 'Party B') shall not make any public appearances, or participate in any commercial activities without the sole permission of HuaXiang Entertainment Co., Ltd. (hereinafter called 'Party A').
2: Except with permission from Party A, Party B cannot enter into any commercial cooperation agreements with a third party without authorisation, including films or television shooting agreements, music production agreements, advertising agency agreements and variety show performance agreements. If Party B wants to contact third parties or participate in any commercial activities, Party A must be present.
3. In the period of validity of the contract and without violating the law and ethics, Party B must fulfil all the activities arranged by Party A unconditionally. The scope includes concerts, fan clubs, signing parties, advertisements, films and television shootings, releasing albums, entertainment and interactive legal business activities. After deducting various propaganda and production expenses, the remaining income is distributed in a ratio of 7:3. Party A will receive a total of 70 percent of the total income, and Party B will obtain a total of 30 percent of the total income.
4: The effective start date of this contract is on April 5, 2020, and is valid for FIVE (5) years, terminating on April 5, 2025. During this period, Party B will obtain the rights to perform the work "Broken Hearted Woman." Both parties may retain the right to investigate and punish any breaches within the contract.
5: If Party B unilaterally proposes cancellation to Party A, or Party B violates any of the terms mentioned in this contract, Party B will be held liable by Party A. By then, Party B must pay Party A a termination fee of 15 million Yuan.
The final right of interpretation of this contract shall be owned by [HuaXiang Entertainment Co., Ltd.].
......
After looking at the contents of the entire contract, Wang Jingwen almost passed out from anger!
How was this a contract? It was clearly a slave clause proposed by the Devil!
Restricting one's personal freedom was a problem as she wouldn't be allowed to engage in casual commercials or anything else as a matter, not without permission anyway, this was clearly just a slave contract. She couldn't even talk to any third parties without supervision, and the most critical point of all was that the income was distributed according to the ratio of 7:3! This was worse than those larger companies. The breach of contract fee was even more intimidating, this was clearly bullying!
Wang Jingwen gritted her teeth and she wanted so much to rip up this so-called contract book, but at the same time, she knew that this was probably her only opportunity to reach the top of the music industry.
Actually, Zhang Xiaohua was forced to do this. After all, the kind of case in which the two parties cooperated, then disputed because of their interests, was not unusual in his past life. This was a hidden danger, especially in the entertainment industry, it was more common than not.
Therefore, as long as the relevant clauses were all indicated in the contract, and the terms were simplified, the other party could not find any loopholes. This way, there will be no escape if she breached the contract.
Of course, the premise was that Zhang Xiaohua was very confident that even if he was overbearing in the contract, the other party wouldn't refuse to sign. Which singer would refuse the chance to become a superstar when it was just one signature away?
Zhang Xiaohua knew how powerful the position he is in, he could create superstars just by taking out "classics" from Earth, something even those top-level entertainment companies couldn't achieve.
That being the case, they needed to squeeze out the most benefits possible for their own side. Otherwise, he would be disgracing those classic works from earth. 
"Will you sign in the end? Please don't waste everyone's time, OK?" Zhang Xiaohua whispered while he continued to play on his mobile game.
"Boss Zhang, can I mention a few..."
"No negotiations, you either sign it or leave it. Nothing in the contract will be changed."
Zhang Xiaohua mercilessly interrupted her as there was no room for negotiation.
As she looked at Zhang Xiaohua, who was still casually playing his games, she was quite upset and had a hard time deciding, she hatefully grinded her teeth. In frustration, she could only choose to sign, she now officially become a signed singer for HuaXiang Entertainment.
Wang Jingwen was certainly displeased. However, there were several people on Yuan Datong's side that were already rejoicing.
Having been idle for so long, there was finally something that could be done today.
"Emma, you are her agent now, after all, you were responsible for introducing her to us." Zhang Xiaohua commanded Emma powerfully.
"You got it, boss." Emma replied.
"Xiao-Hua, what are we going to do now?" Yuan Datong asked impatiently.
"Let Wang Jingwen arrange the recording, make the song "Broken Hearted Woman" as soon as possible, and make it known to the public." Zhang Xiaohua was also very motivated. When he made that statement, Wang Jingwen had finally calmed down. 
"The recording is no problem, but how will we publish the song?" Yuan Datong suddenly thought of an issue, and this issue was clearly ignored before.
"At the very least, we need people to make a music video. This is the most basic thing, and if you want to make money, we will have to contact those record companies and ask them to make a bunch of copies of the song. In regards to sales, even if the song is recorded, we can't sell the copies, let alone make any money."
After Yuan Datong's remarks came out, Emma and others also felt that they were light headed for a moment.
Shooting a professional music video, producing records, packaging, and publicity all costs money. For the company, the lack of funds is currently the biggest problem and the most troublesome issue.
When everyone felt helpless, Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said, "The music video we can shoot ourselves, we just need a tablet computer with a high-definition camera, get Wang Jingwen to record the song. I have a plan for the rest of the issues. As for the production of copies, it's inevitable, but we only have one song at the moment and we can't afford to create our own copies. We will create an album, and make those record companies take the initiative in asking for cooperation instead of us requesting their help."
"Create an album?" Wang Jingwen, Yuan Datong and the rest all frowned and their eyes were full of suspicion. Obviously, everyone did not really believe that Zhang Xiaohua had the ability to make albums.
No wonder...
An album contains between 5 and 15 songs, but the only song that could be used at the moment is "Broken Hearted Woman." According to the minimum standard, 5 songs are needed in an album. They were currently missing 4 songs...
Everyone was very confident that the title song "Broken Hearted Woman" could guarantee the sales of the album. But just based on the company's existing capabilities, if they wanted to complete the production of an album, it was tantamount to suicide. Even if it could be completed, that would be a matter of years later.
In the face of sceptical eyes, Zhang Xiaohua smiled, then gently squeezed and cleared his throat...
Nowadays, it's difficult to convince people to place trust in you without solid proof.
"See also the smoke rises, 
And the dusk shines on the earth. 
If you want to ask the smoke, where are you going? 
There is a poetic sunset, a painting in the evening, 
And the poetic beauty is beautiful. 
I only have you in my heart.
Whenever there is a bright moon, 
I will ask for wine from heaven, 
And I know of the palace in heaven. 
It is what it is. I want to go by the wind, 
But I'm afraid the heights are overwhelming, 
And it's like dancing on the ceiling.
In love with the shortcomings of an angel, 
In a devilish language, God has only blinked in the clouds, 
And in the end, his eyebrows are wrinkled and so is his head.
After a storm does not necessarily come a beautiful sky, 
It is not sunny there will be a rainbow, 
So you look innocent, does not mean that you are. 
Not all feelings will have beginning and end, 
Lonely is not necessarily scared."
Zhang Xiaohua worked his way up and sang five songs. They were:
See You Again
I Hope You've Got Time
Pieces
Floating Years 
The World
Every single one of them was a popular song from Earth. In this world, these songs could also instantly capture the hearts of anyone, and this point had been reflected in the shocked and excessive expressions of the current crowd.


Zhang Xiaohua was a washed-up artist who tragically passed away in a car accident after heroically saving a child’s life. After his death, Zhang Xiaohua’s soul was transmigrated into a parallel universe where the entertainment industry has become sluggish. 

With a group of small musicians, memories and just his wits about him, he is forced to create something for himself in his new environment, working hard to sustain himself and his mother, while also trying to regain control of his father's company.

Follow his journey as he attempts to become a world-class entertainment mogul and conquer the entertainment world by storm.

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My feet no Morty but Rick, Owens
What I tip-toe with my big, toe in
Scary side posted like scare, -crowin'
I'm at yo' head like a hair, sew in
Hide-and-seek where is your hair, -line going?
Make the AK sound like some titties I motorboated
Can't bite my sauce 'cause it's poison coated
My flow gets you going like locomotive
Is you deaf, bitch? (Deaf)
Watch your step, bitch
How I pull the pistol, pop it like a nigga got a millionaire wrist (Ouch, ouch)
I already predicted that you should count a nigga album bitch you [?], bitch (Ooh! Ouch!)
How did that nigga Soze hit the beat like it's a fuckin' One Punch Man, bitch? (Bitch! Ooh)

Ayo!
How the fuck?
Y'all gon' let this nigga Ski Mask drop some fire shit and y'all niggas think he gon' eat that?
Nah, son!
Nah B!
It ain't goin' out like that!
Aight?

Keep a .45, no Colt
Niggas get to runnin' like they Usain Bolt
Give a nigga wings, give a nigga Red Bull
If a nigga died then I might be Deadpool
Five to your face like I'm Abraham Lincoln
I leave a hole that's the size of a penny
When I Cascade they gon' say that it's Denny
Pay off the wing just to say I'm at Denny's
Call me Goku
I play the numbers just like sudoku
Triple zero's making hella ovals
Overpaid but bitch I'm goin' postal
I dress to kill and y'all niggas formal
Magic on me, trick, I'm Dumbledore, open your back up you lookin' like Bulbasaur
Bitch I'm tyrannical, go in tyrannosaurus, stupid ass nigga you know that's a metaphor

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Siwei Ma / Zhen Ding / Yujie Xie / Junyi Yang / Stokeley Clevon Goulbourne / Denzel Curry

One Punch Man lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

Li Du knew about Mount Humphreys; this was a famous tourist spot in Flagstaff.
The mountain would be in full bloom of flowers in spring and a perfect place for hiking in summer. In autumn, there would be pine trees in luscious greens and golds. In winter, it would be covered in thick snow. All year round, there would be tourists flocking to visit.
Clyne was a little off in his description. Humphreys did not have such a long history. The name of the town came from the mountain itself. To exaggerate the stories for the tourists, Humphreys had forcefully tried to write their own history.
Hans was more knowledgeable about the town. Once Clyne shut up, he went a step further.
"Don't count on finding something very valuable in the storage units here. Our aim is the flora and fauna trophies, hunting guns, furniture crafted from quality wood, and musical instruments."
"Humphreys was a famous hunting site. Every year, in all seasons except winter, there would be people hunting here. Many decent animal trophies were made here. As for instruments—because the town had many lovers of music, every weekend there would be live concerts."
Li Du asked, "Such a small town near the mountains, how could it attract so many music lovers?"
To be able to support a live concert every weekend, there must be many music lovers here.
Hans said, "Humphreys is good at promoting themselves. They claim to be the birthplace of Arizona country music. This has fooled a whole lot of country music fans all over the states."
"Why didn't they claim to be the birthplace of America's country music?" Li Du asked.
Han shrugged. "Americans are stupid to some extent, but they are not complete fools. Who would believe that nonsense?"
The car sped on Highway 66 toward the mountains. The peaks looked clearer, meaning that they were close to their destination.
The storage company in Humphreys was called Folk Songs Co. Ltd. This was a new company. A lot of older storage companies had already shut down. Hans said this was due to the recent bad economy in America.
Li Du could not sense what was bad about the economy. From statistics, every year, there was an average of 1,400 storage units up for auction throughout America. This meant that there were many old goods that people had forsaken. If the economy were that bad, Americans would not have been so wasteful.
It was a Thursday when they reached the town. The auction would begin tomorrow. They would only have to wait another day to see the weekend concert of the town.
They randomly picked a restaurant for a meal and then went to Folk Songs Co. in the late afternoon.
There were not many storage units up for sale: only five. According to Li Du's experience, there would be even less available once the auction started. It would be good if there were even four left.
He let the bug out into the first unit that would be up for auction. It was medium sized. The items were haphazardly placed, with some inflatable toys near the entrance. They were those common animal-shaped inflatable toys for children.
Seeing these toys, Li Du shook his head. These things were not worth much. A new one could be easily bought with a dollar or two. Second-hand ones such as these could only be treated as trash.
The worm entered the box and found tools such as a sculpting knife and chisels. There was also a complete set of tools in a box, with all kinds of tools like a circular knife, a stone hammer and stone chisel. After some searching on the web, he found that these were all tools for sculpting.
These series of tools made Li Du curious. This was clearly a storage unit for a sculptor or someone who sculpted as a hobby. There was no sculpture, but instead a whole lot of inflatable toys?
He had an idea. He sent the bug into one of the triceratops toys. The vision of the little bug remained dark. The empty space that was supposed to be in inflatable toys was missing.
Li Du understood after seeing this. These were not the kind of inflatable toys that he thought they were. These were sculptures; the sculptor had some bad taste and made them so that they looked like inflatable toys.
Second-hand inflatable toys were worthless, but these stone sculptures that looked like toys would be valuable, especially more because these sculptures were clearly new and not second-hand.
He controlled the bug to search more thoroughly of the storage unit and found a total of 55 of the sculptures.
All the stone sculptures were colorful, and they were made in all shapes and sizes. There were all kinds of dinosaurs, birds, and animals. The skills used to make them were incredible. From their appearance, they looked nothing like sculptures; instead, they were identical to inflatable toys.
The second, third, and fourth storage unit were all common family storage units, with nothing valuable to bid for.
The fifth was also a family-sized unit, with an old TV, an old refrigerator, and other similar appliances. Li Du was about to leave in disappointment until he saw some children toys in a box.
The owner of this storage unit was probably wealthy to some extent. The toys kept in the box were mostly new and unopened. One of the boxes was full of Barbie Dolls. From the looks of it, there were about twenty of them, with most of them unopened and kept in their original packaging.
He remembered the kids back at Mother Mesa's welfare home. He had promised the children that he would bring them back some Barbie Dolls back. He was thinking of buying some, but with the dolls in those boxes, he might as well bid for the unit and bring them back as a gift.
With the fifth storage unit thoroughly searched, Li Du had finished his task. Now they just had to wait and attend the auction tomorrow.
Hans led the way. They drove to a hostel that was by the road that was called Grant Family Hostel. There were kitchens, washing machines, microwaves and all sorts of household appliances. The place had a strong family atmosphere.
The group chose three bedrooms and a living room. The price was 220 dollars. Li Du said, "This place is quite expensive."
"Of course, this isn't Phoenix. There aren't any good hotels here. If we were to stay at some normal hotel, there would be issues with our meals."
Li Du raised his brows. "Sh*t, what do you mean?"
Hans pointed to the kitchen and said, "My point is, you can showcase your cooking skills all you want here. Wouldn't that be great?"
"Great your *ss. Making me cook? Dream on," Li Du laughed, and then carried Ah Meow into the first room.
It turned out that this room was a secondary bedroom. There was not much space. He then looked for the master bedroom and gave Clyne the secondary bedroom.
Hans said unhappily, "Hey, why am I in the smallest room? D*mn it—I'm the one who found and paid for this hostel."
"Because I am responsible for the next three meals, so I would like to have a more comfortable stay. Clyne is our driver; he had a rough time on the road, so he should have a good sleep."
Hearing this, Hans said helplessly, "Sh*t!"
Grant Family Hostel allowed their guests to make their own meals. Its location was good as well. Nearby was a Carrefour supermarket, and across the street was a Greyhound bus stop that provided free tours around the town.
Whether it was grocery shopping or going out, it was very convenient.


They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

Ren Baqian and the empress left the amusement park and found an exquisite place to have a meal.
When they had just eaten halfway, they heard loud erhu music coming from audio equipment outside.
The tune was so familiar that Ren Baqian almost sang along.
"You are the one who initiated the separation if you want to separate, just separate…"("Love Business," a song by Chinese Internet Singer, MuRong Xiaoxiao)
Ren Baqian was shocked to hear that song playing. It was a divine song.
Ren Baqian turned around and saw a man dragging a small cart with a stereo on it. That man was holding an erhu in his hand and playing it at the entrance of the hotel.
His passion for music was instantly rekindled, and he remembered his erhu that had been thrown away.
It happened on a beautiful afternoon…
On seeing the restaurant owner going out to greet that man, Ren Baqian followed along, gave the musician 100 RMB, and said, "Lend me your erhu to play a piece. Unplug the stereo as it is too loud."
Then, he took the erhu to one side and sat down to start tuning it.
When the public saw that man lugging the stereo set and playing the erhu at the hotel entrance, they knew what he was up to and were quite disgusted with him.
However, things changed when everyone saw a handsome, well-dressed young man tuning the instrument. Many people also saw him giving the street musician 100 RMB, and they immediately became interested.
After all, there weren't many street performances in this city.
The empress sat by the window and looked at Ren Baqian holding the thing she saw before. She was somewhat curious as to what Ren Baqian was up to. After all, the previous man hadn't played that badly.
After tuning, Ren Baqian began to play the erhu with a look of euphoria.
The tune of "Song Of Neuropathy" flowed melodiously from his hands.("Song of Neuropathy" by Luo Tianyi. Luo Tianyi is a Chinese Vocaloid developed formerly by Bplats, Inc. under the Yamaha Corporation and was created in collaboration with Shanghai HENIAN Information Technology Co. Ltd. She was released for the Vocaloid 3 engine.)
The tune was very lively and although the passersby couldn't figure what tune it was, it sounded nice and many stopped to watch.
About 10 seconds later, the tune became a little weird. Then, the style suddenly changed.
A few short passages, which sounded like an old hen or an owl laughing in their faces, emanated from his hands.
The public, who initially liked the music, were caught unaware by the change of style and were puzzled by the situation.
Then, they saw Ren Baqian's hands dancing around, which appeared like an old hen beating its wings, giggling and clacking nonstop or better still, mocking them.
Everyone felt that they were being ridiculed.
Ridiculed by an erhu spirit.
Who says that one can't turn bizarre even after a country's founding? Please stand up and I guarantee you will not be beaten to death.
Everyone could hear the mocking tone in the tune.
Those who stopped and listened to Ren Baqian playing the erhu were certainly not anxious people or in a bad mood. However, their originally good mood turned sour after hearing this tune.
More than half of them raised their middle fingers and turned to leave.
Inside the restaurant, the empress covered her forehead with blue veins throbbing at her temples.
She made up her mind not to let him touch this thing ever again.
The other guests were also speechless at this time.
As soon as Ren Baqian finished playing, the boss immediately whispered to him, "Brother, please tell me if you are not satisfied with the food. It isn't necessary to do this!"
Ren Baqian's face turned black. "Is it really so unpleasing to the ears?"
He felt good about himself.
He already considered himself half as good as "Xiao Hu Xian." (As mentioned in the previous chapters, Xiao Hu Xian is a user who uploads awesome erhu videos on Bilibili.)
"Forget it. Here, take it back." Ren Baqian handed the erhu back to its owner. The man was stunned and took the erhu. He thought he was already awesome and that his rendition of that tune outside any building was sure to be eagerly rewarded with money.
He didn't expect to meet someone who was better than him, a loftier mountain, so to speak.
He respectfully used two hands to return the 100 RMB to Ren Baqian. "Brother, I cannot keep this money even though this is my job because I know my propriety. Please tell me the name of this tune and where I can find the score."
Ren Baqian gave a thumbs-up to the discerning musician. He whispered the name of the tune into his ears and headed back freely to the restaurant.
He left without a care in the world, without taking the clouds away from the sky.
Yet, he actually left behind a bunch of complicated gazes.
It made them really feel like bashing him with a brick.
"Your Majesty, I will buy an erhu soon!" Ren Baqian said as he sat down. He felt that his pursuit of music shouldn't be stopped.
A man must always have dreams.
Music is my dream.
"No way!" The empress slammed the table and broke off a piece of it.
The owner came in and almost cried out when he saw the situation. Were these two here trying to create a scene?
"If you touch that thing again…" The empress hesitated and then gritted her teeth. "I will tie you up in the square to keep company with the one who was buried there the previous time!"
Ren Baqian felt his dream had come to a premature end.
Just as he stepped out of the restaurant, he received a call from his mother.
"Mother." Ren Baqian's face was radiant as they exchanged some words about trivial family matters. Subsequently, she whispered and asked, "Your brother is in some trouble, so can you find somebody to help him out?"
"What happened? What is the matter?" Immediately, Ren Baqian frowned.
"It's like this: Wannian had a fight with another guy, and it wasn't a serious matter, but the other side refused to let go. He stayed in the hospital, refused to come out, and claimed medical fees from us. That was fine with us, but they escalated the matter and involved the school, so now the school wants to discipline Wannian…"
"Two people were fighting, but why did the school only want to discipline Wannian?" Ren Baqian was a bit confused.
"The other side said some nasty words and Wannian struck first. Wannian's nose was broken, a portion of his face was swollen, and he took it lightly. However, that little monkey devil was cunning, went directly to the hospital, and didn't come out. The doctor said he was alright, but he complained of pain everywhere. His family looked like the cunning type, and he took the chance to stay there because we could afford to pay.
Then, that family wanted 100,000 RMB to settle in private, which your father refused because of his principles and character. This was not Wannian's fault in the first place. After that, they went to the school to complain and because Wannian raised his fist first, the school wanted to discipline him. I was thinking since you have status now, you should probably know some people who can help you find a resolution."
"I got it. Don't worry, it's nothing." Ren Baqian comforted her, "There is no need for you to handle this problem. I will find someone to settle it and it will certainly be alright. I will call Wannian first."
Ren Baqian hung up the phone and directly called Ren Wannian.
"Brother." Ren Wannian sounded normal.
"What's the matter?" Ren Baqian asked. What his mother just said wasn't clear on certain points, so it would be clearer if the victim explained it himself.
"It's nothing. Just a fight with someone who has a cheap mouth." Ren Wannian was a little resentful.
"What did he say?" Ren Baqian asked curiously.
"Remember the time you uploaded photos which included sister-in-law to your Moments? It was seen by a roommate. I told others that sister-in-law was extremely pretty, but they didn't believe me. I showed them the photo and that idiot made some offensive remarks. Then, we got into a fight after that."
"What did he say!?" Ren asked calmly, but with a much deeper tone.
"He said you were a sugar daddy. With her looks, if she was not looking for a sugar daddy, she would not be someone who an ordinary guy could support. We argued and he said that she was my sister-in-law now, but could be anyone's wife in future. Then, we fought."
"Fancy fighting with someone over a small matter. Next time, inform me first. Alright, I got it. Don't worry about the school and that family. Send me the details about which hospital that rascal is staying in and his name. I will find people to settle this properly," Ren Baqian said softly and hung up the phone.
As for why the school did not punish that guy and deliberately punished Ren Wannian, he didn't want to ask further.
"What's a sugar daddy?" the empress turned around and asked.
"Don't worry about it!" Ren Baqian shook his head. "I have to make a trip to Quancheng."
"I'll go with you."


In a world where its inhabitants can destroy a city wall single-handedly, the empress has a kirin as her pet, and the imperial palace of Great Xia has a pool containing a dragon. There is also a Sword Mountain where spirit swords occasionally leave in search of a master .

Bootlicking the empress, Ren Baqian ascended to the apex of life.　　

Comparison made a difference. While they were drawing straws to get divided into groups, several girls were so nervous that they had tears in their eyes. They were praying to have relatively weak opponents in their group.

They were divided into different groups backstage. People from the same competition area were gathered together, and people who had a better relationship stood closer. The models from the capital looked strange. Ouyang Fen stared at Qin Guan with wide eyes, while the others were far away, leaving the two of them alone in the middle of an empty space. Contestants from other areas seemed sympathetic about the situation. Better keep a distance from them. The angry guy is outstanding, and Qin Guan is a charming angel.

When they began to draw straws, they prayed that they would not be in the same group with those two. Let them kill each other. Amen! It's said that China is not influenced by foreign gods. Fine! The Jade Emperor and Buddha then...

When the organizing committee pasted the list of the groups on the white board backstage, some models were happy and others were worried. Ouyang Fen was glad to see that his number was before Qin Guan's. Excellent! Then he saw that he knew nobody in his group. Okay, I’m safe now.

A slender model in the same group as Qin Guan stared at the list for a long time. His assistant pulled at his clothes apprehensively and tried to comfort him, "Don't worry. You just need to pass to the quarter-final. Thirty models will be selected out of 190. You still stand a good chance." The model couldn’t do anything but smile at the assistant.

They had to show their number tags to get the gowns from the organizing committee. All the gowns were provided by a sponsor of the competition, Menglianna Clothing Co. Ltd. It was an exaggeration to call them gowns. The brand was overrated.

The company engaged in white-collar, urban clothing. At the beginning of the year, a designer had made an ambitious suggestion to the company. The quality of life was getting better and better, and as a result, annual meetings, evening receptions and wine parties were common events for companies. They had to follow the trend to create new ideas. After making several samples, they had collaborated with the organizing committee. They were planning to take advantage of this competition to test their new collection in the fashion circle.

They had made the gowns with cheaper materials, feeling that this was a casual clothing show, and not an evening gown show. Before anyone could complain about the outfits, the host announced on the stage, "The first group of female models can present themselves. This includes XXX, XXX... They are wearing the new autumn collection of Menglianna..."

The five models walked down the runway, surprising the judges. Is this an evening gown show or not? Aren't those casual dresses? With those dresses on, the individual ability of the models would be more important. Who would be able to make their dress look like a gown?

The models walked in groups. The eight judges had to give the basic points of their feedback in only two minutes. They were tired and dizzy. When the results of the female group were announced, they took a 15-minute break before the male group came on the stage.

If their performance was not outstanding, the tired judges would not give them a high score. Sister Xue patted Qin Guan on the back to encourage him. He was ready to go.

"Now the 16 male groups will come on the stage. It's Qin Guan from the capital... "

Music started playing. Qin Guan was wearing a business suit with light grey stripes and a tie of the same color. Someone with slightly darker skin than Qin Guan would have looked like a rat in that suit. Not a lab mouse, but a sewer rat.

Qin Guan’s shining white skin took the suit to a whole new level though. When the other models came on the stage, the assistant of the organizing committee couldn’t bear to look at them. They all looked like grey rats.

They were wearing grey suits with grey stripes, dots, slanting stripes, and crossings... They looked like a whole family of rats. The judges were shocked, and the whole room had fallen silent. Only the background music could be heard. Everyone was suddenly reminded of the famous animation series "Black Cat Sergeant".

What could one do with such an awful suit? Keep reading and you'll find out. The judges watched them carefully, looking for something different. The contestant on the left side, who was wearing a suit with vertical stripes, was not acting like he was wearing a hospital gown. With further observation, one would notice that the suit was actually of good quality. It hung smoothly and gave off a sense of elegant nobility. Good! The judges then turned to the four models on the right, who looked respectively like a prisoner, a grey Mickey Mouse, and so on...

Okay, let's focus on the one on the left. The judges looked at his application. He is the one that got a high evaluation in the preliminary contest. It makes sense that he is this talented, considering that he won the capital local competition.

The judges finished reading Qin Guan's application and wrote down his score before the models returned backstage. Before Qin Guan and the other models in his group could change out of those suits, Ouyang Fen jumped in front of them.

"Ha, ha, ha, what are you wearing, Qin Guan? It would be breaking news if a local winner was disqualified in the quarter-final. Ha, ha, ha! How can you compete with me?" Ouyang Fen was so happy that he lost any desire to laugh at Qin Guan when he saw the so-called gown. Whatever, my enemy is doomed to fail. I will not degrade myself so much as to talk to him.

The models wearing the same grey suit glowered at Ouyang Fen, who was really talented at irritating others. Qin Guan paid no attention to him though. He just changed into his casual clothes in the fitting room. There would be a swimsuit round later.

Qin Gan enjoyed his lunch backstage as usual. The swimsuit competition would begin in the afternoon. Ouyang Fen suddenly realized that the swimsuits would compliment Qin Guan, who made a living on both his figure and face. F*ck! I still have to keep an eye on this guy.

Ouyang Fen finished his swimsuit show confidently and was planning on mocking Qin Guan again. However, he was left speechless when he saw his enemy in a swimsuit. He stared angrily at him as Qin Guan shined brightly on the stage. He has slender legs and V-line abs! It's unfair! Why would god create such a man?

Qin Guan couldn't help laughing at Ouyang Fen behind the curtain. Are you kidding me? Ouyang Fen has surpassed Liu Xiaoyang and earned himself the annual award of the most childish person I know!




Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

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