My Artist is Reborn

Chapter 1

Chapter 1 – Hell!?

It was June, Morningstar Entertainment Company was surrounded by fans, looking forward to seeing the stars in the face of the sun.

Inside the company, the sunscreen glass blocked the blazing sunlight and turned into a soft color. The central air-conditioning ran along the pipeline with no scruples, so that the indoor temperature could be maintained at 20 degrees.

The door of the practice room was suddenly opened, and a man came in. He was tall, his hair combed to the back of his head, with deep eyes, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. With a high nose and slightly lifted lips that were making him inaccessible to approach. The suit is neat and tidy, even in such hot weather the top button is firmly buttoned, and the whole person reveals the indifference and self-control of a high-ranking elite.

Seeing him, the man laughing inside seems to have pressed the stop button.

“Shen… Brother Shen”

Several trainees uneasily looked at each other and sneak away from the practice room. Leaving only one teenager with a delicate face. He was called Bai Jiajia. Since debuting in Morningstar a year ago, his popularity skyrocketed. Now he is the company’s most promoted newcomer.

He licked his lips. “Brother Shen.”

Shen Huai glanced at the messy practice room and coldly said, “I heard from your dance teacher you haven’t practiced properly for three days?”

Upon hearing this question, Bai Jiajia guiltily bowed his head, but made an excuse, unconvinced, “I just won the Best Newcomer ……”

“The Best Newcomer.” Shen Huai didn’t care. “Now, practice.”

Bai Jiajia bit his lip, and under the urging of Shen Huai, he reluctantly turned on the music and jumped along with the music. At the end of the song, Bai Jiajia’s forehead was covered with sweat and he panted. He wanted to turn off the music but was stopped by Shen Huai.

“We are preparing for a new stage soon, but your breathing is still so bad. When you get on the stage, do you want the audience to listen to your gasping?” Shen Huai paused. “From today, before work practice for two hours a day.”

This word was like poking the boy’s most painful point, he finally couldn’t help but burst: “You’re crazy! Who the fuck is on stage now! Practice! You only fucking know how to let me practice! Other popular newcomers accept endorsements and variety shows. When it comes to me, I still only practice every day like before!”

He kicked the speaker hard, pointed at himself, and shouted to Shen Huai, “I am now on the roll! Do you understand?! As long as fans see me on the stage, and I smile and wave to them, they will pay obediently! Do you understand?”

Shen Huai looked at him with cold eyes. When he calmed down, he said, “I’ve invited a vocal music teacher. He’ll be here in a minute. I have a meeting this afternoon. I’ll go first.”

Bai Jiajia glared viciously at Shen Huai’s back. He only felt that the more than a year of hard work had turned into resentment and went straight to his head. “You save it,” he said. “I’m getting a new agent! Who the fuck is patient with classes?”

Shen Huai’s fingers trembled and then stopped.

Bai Jiajia’s delicate and beautiful face seems to have been maliciously twisted. He looked at his back and quickly said, “What do you think I will do in the afternoon! Sister Cassie said that as long as I go over there, I can immediately sign the endorsement of MK, she will also help me enter the fashion circle, yet you? What did you do for me?! You said before that you would send me a Fang song, which is a lie!”