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Superstars of Tomorrow

"Every time background music plays in my head, I feel like there is nothing to be afraid of." —Fang Zhao Toward the end of the apocalyptic period, Fang Zhao lost his life. However, instead of dying, he found himself 500 years later in the body of a young and aspiring composer who shared the same name. Having received a second chance at life, Fang Zhao sets out to achieve the previous owner's dreams. Armed with the experience of living through an apocalyptic age and his profession as a composer before that period, Fang Zhao uses his talent, wits, and knowledge to make his mark in the entertainment industry of the future.

Lazy Cliché · Sci-fi
Not enough ratings
507 Chs

You Aren't Fang Zhao!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Nanfeng was no longer in any mood to grieve over that really expensive eyeball. He watched Curly Hair scampering around the area, sniffing and licking randomly as though he was out playing. Sometimes, Curly Hair would disappear into the nighttime darkness and come darting back moments later covered in dirt and leaves.

In the past, Nanfeng would have gone and carried Curly Hair back.

But now, he didn't dare go over. He was even afraid of calling out.

"What is Curly Hair doing?" Nanfeng asked.

Yan Biao glanced over at Curly Hair and said, "Didn't Boss say to clean up the battlefield? Curly Hair is sniffing around the area to check for bombs…"

"Bombs?!!" Nanfeng jumped up in fright. "Can't the defense system scan for them?!"