“Please, Christina, don’t do this to me! How could you cheat on me with my best friend after everything I’ve done for you?”A young man knelt on the ground, clutching the hands of a beautiful girl whose heavy makeup only emphasized her cold expression. She looked aloof, completely unmoved by his words.“Hehehe, have you even looked at yourself in the mirror?” a burly young man standing beside her sneered. “How can a poor thing like you deserve such a gorgeous beauty? Can you give her the life that I provide?”He laughed mockingly and kicked the kneeling man.“And don’t you dare touch her with those filthy hands of yours again!”“It’s okay, Billy. I’ll talk to him.” Christina stopped him and turned toward the young man, who was struggling to get back up after the kick.“I’m sorry, Alex, but it can’t work between us. At first, I accepted your advances because you were one of the most handsome guys in school and matched my aesthetics back then. But now I’ve realized that a pretty face ca

“Wow, this guy is very handsome. No wonder Christina didn’t want to break up,” Alex muttered, stunned by his own reflection.Back on Earth, he had looked ordinary, the kind of face that never stood out in a crowd. Now, however, he was striking. Even so, he appeared a little unkempt. The previous Alex had never cared much about his appearance.His hair was overgrown and clearly needed styling. His skin showed signs of neglect, as if it had been a long time since he last used any skincare products. Despite the disarray, his good looks were impossible to ignore.His eyelids drooped heavily. He was exhausted and could no longer think about the system or reincarnation. Dragging himself to the bed, he collapsed onto it. The moment his body touched the mattress, he fell asleep.Alex woke up early for work as usual. He had always risen early to pick up Annie from school. Blinking groggily, he realized he was in an unfamiliar room. Shock flickered through him before yesterday’s events rushed b

The woman blinked twice, and Alex immediately realized that he had been rude.“Sorry, I got a bit lost in thought. Back to your question, yes, I’m the one who composed the song,” he said calmly, forcing himself to steady his emotions.She smiled softly. “You have real talent in composing, and your guitar skills are good as well. I’m genuinely impressed.” Her tone shifted slightly as she continued, “But I have to be honest with you. You’re not very good at singing.” Her words were direct and unfiltered.Alex frowned.“It might sound brutal, but it’s the truth,” she added. “I’m not trying to discourage you. If you work hard on your voice, maybe you’ll get there someday. Who knows?”She paused for a moment before continuing, “But if you ever give up on being an artist and decide to focus on composing, contact me.” She handed him a card.At first, Alex felt irritated by her blunt criticism and thought she had only approached him to tear him down. However, when she encouraged him to improv

It was two days before the screening for the talent show Super Stars Of Tomorrow.Over the past four days, Alex had been training relentlessly, pushing himself through both singing practice and physical fitness training.The system had assigned him a physical training mission, and his physical level had finally been pushed to eleven. He was now stronger than the average adult man.As for his singing, the system had not given him any mission to improve it. Even after his physical mission was completed, it remained completely silent.That silence did not make him give up. He continued training his vocals every day without fail, refining his control and endurance as best as he could on his own.Today, however, something unexpected happened. While he was eating breakfast, a mission suddenly appeared.(Ding! New mission: go to a studio and record a song.Reward: one random level increase.Punishment: random points deduction.)Well, here it was. He had been complaining about not receiving a

It was the day of the first screening.Alex woke up as early as five p.m., bathed, and prepared noodles for breakfast. He ate them together with leftover buns. At exactly six p.m., he left his room with his guitar draped across his back.There was no one outside the compound except for a single person. She sat on a bench near the gate, smoking quietly.Does this landlady ever forgive her lungs? Alex genuinely felt sorry for them.Hearing approaching footsteps, the landlady glanced over, her eyelids half-squinted.“Where are you going this early in the morning?” she asked.“I’m going to Crisp City,” he replied.“Oh? Why?” She raised a brow. “I’ve never heard you mention any relatives there. Or are you trying to run away with my house rent?” She eyed him suspiciously.“I already paid you the house rent.” Alex felt like crying. Was she doing this on purpose, or had she genuinely forgotten that he had already paid?“Oh, my bad. Then what are you going out to do?” she asked again.“I’m goi