June.

In the early morning, the city of Shuangqing still swelters with heat waves.

Jiu Street is known as the favorite haunt for young people, not out of hype, but with genuine attractiveness.

"If I was a DJ, would you love me..."

"Shake...shake...social shake..."

Music emanated from the bars and KTVs on both sides of the street, all the latest popular bar songs.

Occasionally, some live-stream temps would dance on the street, chatting up towards their phones. In the camera lens, they all seem blessed with fair skin, beautiful faces, and long legs. In reality, they are just incredibly average.

"In this age where even video can be photoshopped, whoever falls for online dating is a total fool!"

Su He, wearing a mask, walks down the street. After muttering to himself, he steps into a bar ahead.

In truth, he doesn't really enjoy such an environment.

Bright lights, loud music, intoxication, and extravagance.

Instead of such noisy circumstances, he prefers a foot spa city.

Both qualify as entertainment, but while alcohol not only harms the body but is also expensive, foot spas are different. In Su He's view, foot spas are a very health-preserving form of entertainment.

The price is not high; in addition to foot bathing, there's also a buffet. Although the taste doesn't compare to that of a high-end restaurant, the virtue lies in its cost-effectiveness. After a footbath, you could even sleep in the club.

Su He moves to the counter, orders a cocktail, takes off the mask on his face, and begins to drink.

He leaned against the bar, scanning the frenzied crowd inside the bar. His gaze was somewhat dazed. He reached into his pocket to take out a pack of Yellow Crane Tower cigarettes, pulled one out and placed it at the corner of his mouth, exhaled a puff of smoke after lighting it up.

He appeared profoundly melancholic.

It's as though every puff of smoke held a story.

Off in the distance, two girls dressed skimpily were approaching. Sporting crop tops and wearing denim hot pants that were even shorter than Suhe's underwear.

"Handsome, can I give you a kiss? I lost a game of dare and got punished...”

Her wide eyes sparkled with an aura of "innocence."

"I'm sorry, but I'm allergic to saliva," Suhe responded nonchalantly with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Alright then..." The girl left with regret.

Suhe downed the cocktail in his glass.

Indeed, he was too handsome.

He had lost count of how many times girls had hit on him in this way.

But compared to his encounters with all sorts of female celebrities, this level of women hardly caught Suhe's eye.

Just then.

A familiar, fragrant breeze wafted by.

It was a niche brand of perfume with a heavy ink aroma mingled with the earthy fragrance of vetiver. Suhe really liked this scent.

"If she knew that you are actually allergic to saliva, would she regret missing a possible romance?" A melodious voice echoed from the side.

Su He turned his body toward the source of the voice.

She was wearing a long, plain dress, a baseball cap on her head, and beneath the brim of the cap, a black mask concealed her face.

"I don't need such a love." Su He’s mouth curved up slightly, as he dropped his half-smoked cigarette, then reached over to her head and took off her baseball cap. "How many times have I said that the best way to hide is to cover only the important parts, not all. Because doing so will make you stand out from the crowd, becoming the focus of others."

"Is it possible that I want that kind of attention?" The girl replied in a soft tone.

"Oh." Su He put the baseball cap back on her head with an amused chuckle. "If the popular star, Li Xuan, goes to bars or meets with an average Joe, this might be a hot topic."

"Su He, can you be more serious!" Li Xuan furrowed her eyebrows and then relaxed them. "And you are not an average Joe. You're Su He, the genius music producer from Nei Entertainment, with over 50 million fans on Weibo, becoming a golden producer within two and a half years of entering the field. The officials predict that within five years, you will become the youngest music god in Nei Entertainment..."

"Are those titles still mine today?" Su He, with a faint smile hanging at the corner of his lips, interrupted her.

Yes, they once belonged to him.

In fact, Su He has a great secret.

One day when he woke up at the age of five, he had the memories of his past life.

Yes, he is a re-incarnator, reborn from Earth to Planet BlueStar.

With these precious memories.

Since childhood, Su He has been planning his career path. In his previous life, he was an Uploader who shared short music videos. He was exposed to a lot of music, but because his voice had congenital defects, he could not sing high notes. He gave up the path of becoming a singer, choosing to become a music producer instead.

At the age of twenty, he signed with the company as a music producer. Relying on the songs in his memory, he took two and a half years to plagiarize...reference songs, and he became the top producer today, even pushing Li Xuan to the position of Queen of Music.

However, Su He admitted that he was a fool because he overlooked the power of capital in this world.

The entertainment industry in this world is a stage for capital. Whoever they want to make popular becomes popular. Whoever they want to destroy can be easily destroyed. Therefore, if you want to stand out in the industry, you must have a company promoting resources. Otherwise, no matter how good your work is, if it's oppressed by capital, you won't have a chance to rise.

The rules of capital in the Chinese music industry require that if one does not have fame, they have to sell their body - copyright of the works during the new artist period belongs to the agency.

Of course, when the fame comes, they can negotiate conditions with the company.

Su He became a top producer and prepared to negotiate copyright issues with the company. Then, the company asked him to commercialize. As long as he's willing to exploit his fans, he can change the contract with them.

However, Su He refused. He felt this would damage his integrity and honor. He believes in earning what he ought to earn and refrains from touch what he should not.

As a result, his negotiation with the company broke down. The songs he composed were all repossessed by the company, even his artistic name "Su He" was repossessed. He wouldn't be able to use it any further.

It's ironic, but it's reality.

This is the method of capital.

"Su He, if you are willing to commercialize, Warner might consider giving you back your artist name." Li Xuan looked at Su He and said in a soft voice.

"It's originally mine! Besides, even if I go back, they would still be able to kick me out whenever they want, even if I become the God of Composition." The smile on Su He's face disappeared, his breath became slightly rapid.

He's usually easy-going, rarely getting angry.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't get angry.

Being kicked out of the company felt like he had been devoted to a game for two and half years. Just as his account was about to reach the highest level, the game company repossessed his account. Who wouldn't be angry in such a situation?

"President Du told me to tell you that if you don't agree, they will make Du Feng become Su He." Li Xuan pursed her lips slightly.

Because of some family matters, Su He has always been writing songs behind the scenes. Although the stage name Su He is very popular in the entertainment industry, few people know his real identity.

"He's worthy?" Su He sneered.

Now, not only do the gaming companies want to take back his account, they even want to find a fraud to use his account!

"Su He is regarded as the top lyricist in the entertainment industry, which has a high commercial value. Although Du Feng just started his career, he is President Du's nephew, everything is logical." Li Xuan explained.

Capital has countless ways to make money, and there are countless ways to deceive people.

They purchase songs from others and then state Su He as the lyricist. Afterwards, they let Du Feng stand out, using the name Su He to attract fans' money.

"Applause!" Su He clapped, "Our President Du is truly smart!"

Li Xuan tried to persuade him, "You don't want someone else to taint Su He's name, right..."

Su He shook his head: "But I don't want to help others raise their children!"

Li Xuan stared at Su He: "Are you really decided?"

Su He smiled: "Certainly, the moment I gave President Du a big flipping off and stormed out of the company, there was no going back!"

Li Xuan frowned: "You're really childish!"

Su He gestured dismissively, "You have been brainwashed by capitalism."

"It's over between us..."

Li Xuan was looking down, her gaze fixed on the ground.

Pop diva Li Xuan and Su River were the packaged on-screen couple, now that Su River has been replaced, there was no reason for them to stick together, and the company also forbade her from interacting with Su River.

Su River was taken aback for a moment, but quickly composed himself, "I was able to make you a pop diva, and with my talent, I can still make you the singing goddess in the future!"

"Su River, don't be foolish. Without the backing of Warner Entertainment, which company would dare to keep you? Without the popularity of Su River, your songs, no matter how good, will never hit the big time. Talent overcoming capital is simply good luck, being chosen by the capital..." Li Xuan gave a bitter smile.

"So, what you're fond of is only the stage name." Su River looked at Li Xuan, who seemed very unfamiliar at this moment.

"Su River, you're very talented, but talent is worthless in front of capital. You're love, and the stage name is the dream. I'm sorry, I choose the dream..."

"Dream... don't insult the word dream." Su River nodded, "I agree, let's break up."

There were no fights, no foul-mouthed insults.

Li Xuan looked at the indifference on Su River's face, turned around without any reluctance, and left.

Watching her back, Su River felt a sudden calm in his heart.

He had lost everything, even his freaking girlfriend...

He wanted to tilt his head 45 degrees to look at the sky, not letting the tears fall. But all he saw were the dazzling spotlights, nearly blinding him.

The strong liquor slid down his throat.

His throat became sore.

Su River had never been drunk before, so he didn't know how well he could hold his alcohol.

I only remember him grabbing the keyboard from the musician on the bar stage and playing an elegant piece in this bar considered vulgar by many.

Ah, I think the melody is called "Wedding in a Dream." He once released half of this piece under the alias Suhe, and his fans have been chasing after him for the second half ever since. It seems he finally completed it tonight.

He passed out as soon as he finished playing the piece.

When I woke up, it was already the next day.

The ceiling of the room was ultra-white, and the morning sun of June shone comfortably on my face through the window.

But, my head was aching a bit.

As Suhe rubbed his temples and sat up from the bed, he suddenly realized that he was completely naked, and waves of sore pains came from his waist.

He paused at first, and his face changed drastically immediately after!

"Am I... am I tainted?"