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Chapter 1: The Dream That Changed Fate

Lu Chen had a dream, a very long dream.

The dream world was familiar and alien at the same time. It was a different dream, different from the wonderful dreams described in fairy tales, because he experienced three different lives in this dream world!

The first life belonged to a singer named Xu Bo. He was humble and madly in love with music. Despite the fact that he possessed brilliant talents, he never became famous, but like a log, floated along the river.

In his second life, he was called Mo Ran, an actor. He had a nondescript, calm and restrained nature. He played many different roles in films. And even though all his roles were supporting roles, he always made others stand out against him.

In the last life, he was a freelance writer named Fang Mingyi. He enjoyed music, films, travel, and great food. He often wandered around the world with a backpack. He made his living with his laid-back and uncommon Internet storytelling style.

In a surprising twist of fate, Xu Bo, Mo Ran, and Fang Mingyi met by chance. Despite their different personalities, they still had a lot in common, which is why they became close friends.

Later, the three of them set off on a journey. On the highway that soared up the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, they were hit by a landslide…

When the dirt with countless stones smashed the car window and burst inside, Lu Chen suddenly woke up from the terror and feeling of suffocation, and suddenly jumped out of bed.

He was breathing heavily, his forehead was covered in beads of sweat, and his gaze was unfocused.

Only after a long time, Lu Chen, with difficulty, calmed down.

His eyes slowly began to focus, and his familiar cramped room rushed into his eyes. The dim light of a small table lamp barely illuminated his less than 10 square meters dwelling. Apart from the bed, the dilapidated table and chairs, and the closet, there was no other furniture.

But he still did not understand where he had such vivid and fresh memories of three people: Xu Bo, Mo Ran, and Fang Mingyi. These memories were so engraved in his mind that it was impossible to get rid of them in any way.

Lu Chen hastily dressed and staggered into the tiny bathroom. Then he rushed to open the tap and rinsed his face with water.

The icy water from the tap instantly cleared his clouded mind.

A youth appeared in the reflection on the mirror’s surface.

He had beautiful and even features, sharp eyebrows, and clear, bright eyes. The hard bridge of his nose and thin lips spoke of his stubborn nature. But the space between his eyebrows hid depression and exhaustion, as if communicating his hopeless and gray life.

Lu Chen could finally say with confidence that he was still himself. Still the same 22-year-old young man who did not graduate from university and wandered around the capital for almost a year.

Dzin, dzin, dzin!


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The phone lying at the head of the bed suddenly rang.

Lu Chen shook his head with difficulty, trying to forget for a while the confusion that was lingering in his thoughts. He hastily brushed his teeth and went to work, emerging from his humble basement dwelling.

He lived in Beijing, between the 3rd and 4th Ring Roads, in the Jingming neighborhood, renting one of dozens of rooms in the basement of an old building.

The rent for the small room of less than 10 square meters was 1200 yuan, but it had its own bathroom, and more importantly, Lu Chen’s day workplace was not far. And the nearest metro station was only a 5-minute walk away.

In a metropolis with 30 million inhabitants like Beijing, many, like Lu Chen, had to work hard to survive.

These people were often called “metropolitan vagabonds” or “ant tribe”. And some jokingly called themselves “ant tramps.”

A member of the ant tramps, Lu Chen, ran out onto the sidewalk and quickly rushed through the morning fog to his place of work.

Everything was as it was before, and at the same time, it seemed that everything was different now.

Dusk fell, and an exhausted Lu Chen returned to his modest home.

He fell on the single bed, closed his eyes and took a break for a minute, after which, feeling a spiritual lift, he got up again and picked up the guitar lying in front of the bed.

This the hardwood guitar was currently the most precious thing to him. The top was made of pine and the back was made of rosewood. Pine is considered one of the best materials for the production of guitars, the sound with it is more juicy and bright. In addition, after a certain time of playing the instrument, the pine wood becomes more sensitive to sound.

Even if the hardest times came, Lu Chen would not have thought to sell this guitar, because Lu Xue gave it to Lu Chen for his 18th birthday.

Lu Xue was Lu Chen’s younger sister. She bought a guitar, spending all her pocket money.

Lu Chen played the guitar for three hours to earn his second salary.

During the day, Lu Chen was a part-time worker at KFC, and in the evening he worked as a waiter and singer in one person at a bar in Houhai. Combining two jobs, he worked 15 hours every day.

Lu Chen didn’t want to work like that. But the family debt, heavy as a mountain, forced him to work. Otherwise, his younger sister would be left without education. Also, many creditors could have come without an invitation.

Lu Chen also had an older sister who, like him, worked hard to pay off the debt. As the only man in the family, what other reasons did he have for evading his duties?

Holding a guitar, Lu Chen smoothly fingered metal strings. Melodic sounds flooded and filled the whole room.

For some reason, today he felt lightness and comfort when playing. Unlike his usual rough playing, his fingers now moved very skillfully, as if he had practiced thousands of times and finally reached the limits of perfection.

Lu Chen focused, sat up straight and began to play seriously.

He played the song “Soaring Dove”.

“Soaring Dove” is a popular song composed more than 10 years ago by the famous singer Tan Hung. Due to its beautiful melody, it was considered one of the most suitable songs for playing it on the guitar. But it took a lot of skill to sing and play it at the same time.

Lu Chen did not receive a musical education. He was more of a pop music lover. He learned to play the guitar for several years, because playing the instrument along with singing fascinated many girls who did not understand music.

Simply put, at the time when Lu Chen’s family was still wealthy, the guitar served him only to show off.

And when he really had to earn a living, his hobby only allowed him to become a singer in a bar – which could be anyone with even a little he could sing and got used to the stage. Bar singers were considered the lowest of all musicians.

Lu Chen had already performed “Soaring Pigeon”, but he lacked the effort and control, he could not sort out accurately strings, and his singing did not convey the basic mood of the song. It was just a pathetic, ridiculous imitation.

But now he suddenly found that he had no difficulty playing “Soaring Dove”. He began to sing softly and soon his melodious voice filled the whole room. The voice had a unique, touching charm.

“I dream of becoming a dove soaring in the azure sky, la-la-a ~”

After As Lu Chen finished singing, his fingers stopped on the strings and he froze.

How is this possible?

This is really himself playing and singing now?

Knock! Knock!

There was an unexpected knock on the door of the room.

Lu Chen cheered up, put his guitar down and said, “Come in, it’s open!”

The door swung open quickly and a tall, thin guy with glasses walked in. A wide smile appeared on his face as he showed his thumb to Lu Chen: “Keep it up, superstar!”

Lu Chen laughed, “In that case, I demand a reward, a few thousand will be enough!”

“I don’t have that much money!”

The guy in glasses howled loudly with such an indignant look that he wanted to kick him.

The guy with glasses was Lu Chen’s neighbor, his name was Li Feiyu. He came from the south of Hunan and has lived in Beijing for 3 years. He was currently working as a salesman in an auto 4S store.

The basement space was tightly closed, rooms were separated by fireproof panels, and the walls were not soundproof, so while Lu Chen was practicing singing and playing in his little room, all the neighbors around him could clearly hear.

Li Feiyu called Lu Chen a superstar. He joked with him kindly, because they were both almost the same age, so they became friends and often visited each other in their free time.

Li Feiyu also liked to sing, but he had neither the voice nor the auditory perception. His singing was like heartbreaking screams. However, he knew how to enjoy popular songs. As he walked by, he heard Lu Chen performing “Soaring Dove” and froze in place as he continued to listen.

“But seriously, I’m telling you, bro…”

Jokingly, Li Feiyu continued with a serious air: “You really sang great. Although your style is different from Tang Hung, you conveyed the mood one to one. You began to sing ten times better than before!”

He spread 10 fingers on his hands, he still wanted to raise his legs for full praise.

Lu Chen said with a laugh, “Thank you!”

He knew he hadn’t sung very well before.

“This is really very strange…”

There was a look of confusion on Li Feiyu’s face. He looked around, and then quietly said: “Dude, maybe the god of music has possessed you? A young loser accidentally gets talent and from that moment on his life goes uphill, he meets a rich beauty and marries her, every night he has revelry and fun…”

Li Feiyu was also fond of reading novels on the Internet, so he had a very rich imagination.

“Fuck it!”

In utter confusion, Lu Chen kicked his friend, interrupting the nonsense that he was carrying.

Suddenly, the memories of the singer Xu Bo from a dream surfaced in his head – Xu Bo not only stood out for his singing, but also perfectly played the guitar. He played expertly on any guitars, be it a classical guitar or an acoustic guitar with metal strings.

“I have to go!”

Li Feiyu quickly rushed to the exit and said with a laugh:” Superstar, if you can come up with something original with your current level of play, I am sure you will certainly become popular!”

Certainly popular?

Lu Chen shook his head from side to side through bitter laughter, trying to close the door.

Beijing was a huge gathering place for a huge number of people, as well as the cultural center of the country. A huge number of talented musicians and singers lived in Beijing, but how many of them really became popular?

If you wanted to become famous, you needed innate talent, strength, connections and luck. And none of this should be overlooked!

And what did Lu Chen have?

It’s not that easy to be original either…

Suddenly something flashed in Lu Chen’s head, he had an idea.

Originality?

Right, originality!

He suddenly rushed to his desk and turned on his old laptop.

Those familiar 50 seconds, for which the laptop was turned on, now dragged on like years. As soon as the desktop was highlighted on the screen, Lu Chen immediately moved the cursor and clicked on the icon of a program that he had not opened for a long time.

It seemed that he was opening a door that would change his destiny!

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Author: Chen Ru Tai Ping Yang

Translation: Artificial_Intelligence

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