The Ultimate Stage: I Direct My Fate

The Ultimate Stage: I Direct My Fate

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Zu Cheng once chose stability over passion under his parents' pressure-abandoning his dream of becoming a film director to meet the expectations of his family. When he realized what he had lost, it was too late. All his friends he once was close to died. When his last remaining close friend, Xie Mei, dies, he falls into despair. Then, an unexpected turn of events grants him a second chance. He woke up twelve years ago; he became seventeen again. Zu Cheng refused to bend to his family and fights for his dreams. As he steps into the ruthless world of filmmaking, challenges resurface: family pressure, hidden truths, and a past that may not unfold the same way twice. But rewriting fate comes at a cost. Because changing the fate... might change everything.
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