Jiang Li"s question elicited a protest from the system."No! I"m a system which can transport my host from world to world! That bogus Superstar System is not! Therefore I"m sure, its creator is different! Host, just continue watching and you"ll see why this half-baked black technology is not the same as me!"
Jiang Li shrugged. "Since you said so, fine."
Basically, it was that Liu De suddenly started to act so well and won himself many roles until he became a permanent favorite of the directors for lead roles.
When he sang, he instantly became the most romantic balladeer in the world.
When he danced, his elegant and powerful dance moves easily charmed everyone. If he ever decided to go the idol route, he would easily get him the leader position of a boy group.
His charm, eloquence, and warm smiles were enough to make girls, even those in elementary schools, want to marry him.
From then on, gone was the guy who could only get one-minute screentime in movies and was almost blocked by the whole entertainment world.
Step by step, Liu De became the opposite of who he used to be, reaching a position he never imagined he was capable of reaching before.
With a suspicious being giving him access to black technology and inexplicable items, he changed from a loser, into a once-in-century talent chased by many beauties! So given all these talents and cheats, what did he do next?
What a no-brainer question! Of course, he swiftly took revenge against the rich second-gen actor and his ex! And while at it, he naturally did not forget to collect beautiful and talented girls into his harem, embarking on an exciting journey to rich and stardom!
At the end of the story, this person became a superstar and then got himself a desert state"s citizens.h.i.+p just so he could legally marry multiple beautiful women.
It was a true wish-fulfillment story with lots of face smacking, scandals, and s.m.u.ts.
A story of a loser who managed to turn his life around through the help of the Superstar System.
There was no female lead, of course. Or if all the members of Liu De"s harem could be considered female leads, then there was the powerful female CEO of his agency, the capable and caring lady manager, the G.o.ddess-like super actress, the brainy campus belle, the charming dance instructor, the cool blonde supermodel, the sweet childhood friend from his village... Gosh, they were too many to enumerate! After all, every ten chapters of the novel, Liu De was meeting new pretty girls to collect into his harem!
So anyway, why mentioned the male lead"s backstories when Jiang Li"s mission was only supposed to complete the wish of his current Original?
Wait, what was the mission again?
"Host, your goal is almost the same as the male lead. Clean the stains on the image of the Original and take revenge against the sc.u.m woman. Picking up a good, virtuous wife along the way is optional."
After some time, Jiang Li frowned. His current situation was not something he ever thought he would ever encounter.
A falling career. Half-emptied bank account. And a failed marriage. Wow. So basically, he was now a man in his early thirties used and discarded by his wife of several years after she found a better thigh to hug?
"Quite a maddening background," he thought. He involuntarily remembered the novel author"s pen name since he actually landed in the same situation. Scratch that, his Original landed in that situation.
When the LCD of the phone lying a meter away to his left suddenly lit up, half of the dark room instantly got filled with light.
The loud song which served as his ring tone rang twice before Jiang Li reached out to it. When he pressed the large green b.u.t.ton on the screen, he was still frowning.
A panicky voice immediately rang in his ears.
"h.e.l.lo, Mr. Zheng! Are you there?"
"En..."
"Mr. Zheng, thankfully, you answered immediately. But, this is bad! The female actress supposed to star on the movie suddenly back out! Four other actors back out too! What should we do now?!"
Jiang Li suppressed the groan that almost came out of his mouth as he combed through his memories. While at it, he got up and sauntered toward the mirror.
"I"m supposed to be a photographer, sometimes a cameraman. But I am only doing this for pa.s.sion, and it"s more like a pastime. The person from the other line is obviously not talking about this profession... What a puzzle."
He continued rummaging through the set of memories.
As he did, with the phone still placed against his ears, he absentmindedly looked at his appearance in the mirror. Not long after, his eyes widened in disbelief.
"What the h.e.l.l?" A swear word almost escaped from his lips upon seeing what he really looked like right now.
The image reflected in there made him a bit angry.
He was clearly a man in his early thirties, at least in his memories, but due to the lush stubbles on his chin, coupled with the lifeless countenance and dull messy hair, he looked like a guy in his late forties.
What was with his red eyes? And this loser-like appearance!? Was losing a sc.u.m wife that much of a blow to the Original that he would neglect himself like this?
He couldn"t wait to wash his face and go to the barbershop to at least trim the long hair.
But first, he had to deal with the stranger talking to him on the phone.
"What happened?" he first asked to get a clear picture of the matter the other party was panicking about.
"Sir, another investor also pulled out... I am with the entire crew right now and it"s like a graveyard here. The Director is not coming. What should we do? We both have invested so much in this?"
The frustration in the other party"s voice was very obvious. For a while, he couldn"t resist raising his left brow. Even if the situation was somehow quite bad, was it justifiable for a subordinate to raise his voice to a superior? Oh, wait? Was the other"s att.i.tude due to being under a different boss?
"Forget it. I need to know what"s going on first." He ma.s.saged his forehead.
After putting the call in loudspeaker mode, he swiped his phone"s screen and tapped at a local browser. Without typing anything, the hot searches were already displayed, which was a feature of that browser. At that moment, he felt like laughing. He saw his own name there, in bold and provocative fonts.
"Producer Zheng Xiang, divorced for domestic violence, lister actress Mo Fang cried rivers in the hearing!"
"Filming of the high-budget drama "Daughters of the Giants" postponed due to Producer Zheng Xiang"s court cases."
"Actress Mo Fang"s stance on her ex-husband"s addiction to alcohol and gambling..."
Upon clicking the articles, at the bottom of each were a seemingly neverending number of replies. Each more infuriating than the previous. He chose not to torture his eyes with the annoying stuff accused of the Original.
However, although he looked away, the slight annoyance creeping in his heart did not recede.
"Sir... What should we do?" asked the caller once again.
Jiang Li"s mouth twitched. "How would I know?"
"Give me a moment to think." He replied, even though he just went back to reviewing the memories, this time, of his body"s real owner.