The Journey to Godhood in Another World

The morning sunlight, like a light veil, filtered through the gaps in the curtains and fell on Luo Li's bed.

Luo Li was still lying lazily on the bed, holding her phone and casually scrolling through videos.

Suddenly, a video caught her full attention. The video was chaotic and tense, and the protagonist was Yang Xingchen, the only senior singer in Brilliant Entertainment.

His face was as pale as paper, and he lay lifeless on the stretcher as medical staff hurriedly lifted him into the ambulance.

The narrator in the video spoke in a deep and serious voice, saying that Yang Xingchen had been maliciously poisoned, ruining his once heavenly voice.

In the entertainment industry of this world, there are only three veteran singers who stand like three legs, each belonging to one of the three major entertainment companies. Now that Yang Xingchen has encountered this calamity, the poisoning case is like a fog, which looks strange and suspicious no matter how you look at it, as if countless pairs of eyes are watching.

"I look up at the starry sky you once saw, and we meet again across a century. I understand the smile you gave before you turned away."

Just as Luo Li was still reeling from the shock of the video, her phone rang, breaking the silence of the room.

This unique ringtone was specially set up by Luo Li for Song Hui, and every time it rings, it feels like a unique summons from Song Hui.

Luo Li frowned slightly, a hint of doubt in her eyes. She reached for her phone and asked, "Sister Hui, what's wrong?"

"Ah Li, someone here wants to see you. Why don't you come to my office?" Song Hui's voice came through the receiver, calm and unquestionable.

Luo Li blinked, various thoughts flashing through her mind.

Hui-jie's tone was so resolute; the person who wanted to see her must be someone important. If it were just an ordinary person, Hui-jie would have immediately refused on her behalf. She pursed her lips and said, "Okay, I'll be right there."

Luo Li quickly got up, washed up briefly, and went out to hail a taxi. Sitting in the taxi, she looked at the street scene rushing past the window, her heart filled with curiosity and speculation.

The car window was half open, and the morning breeze brushed against her face, bringing a touch of coolness, but her heart felt like it was tangled in a mess, and she couldn't untangle it no matter what.

Half an hour later, Luo Li arrived at Song Hui's office. She took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating a corner of the office, but the area around the sofa seemed shrouded in shadow.

Luo Li's gaze fell on the sofa, where she saw a dejected middle-aged man sitting.

His hair was disheveled, like grass ravaged by a storm, and his eyes revealed deep weariness and despair. His once straight back was now slightly hunched, as if he were bearing the weight of the entire world.

“Ah Li, this is Yang Xingchen. He wants you to write a song for him. If he's satisfied with the song, he'll sign with Huaxi.” Song Hui said seriously, standing to the side.

Upon hearing Song Hui's words, Luo Li's eyes widened instantly, filled with surprise.

She couldn't help but think to herself, "Didn't they say Yang Xingchen's voice was ruined? How can she still sing?" Her gaze returned to Yang Xingchen, her eyes now filled with a hint of inquiry.

Yang Xingchen, a name that once shone brightly in the entertainment industry, originally had a voice like a clear mountain stream, bright and melodious, every note could easily touch the hearts of listeners, and he was deeply loved by everyone.

He is the singer in the world who comes closest to becoming the King of Singers. He already has five number one songs on the legendary charts, each of which is like a musical monument.

His 13 songs, with over 5000 million downloads, are a powerful testament to his illustrious music career.

He was just two songs away from becoming the king of singers with over 50 million downloads, but now he has suffered such misfortune, his voice is ruined. This is a devastating blow to him, and it is such a pity.

Yang Xingchen seemed to notice Luo Li's gaze. He raised his head slightly and said with difficulty in his hoarse voice, "My contract with Brilliant Entertainment has expired. The atmosphere at Brilliant Entertainment... is just too terrible. I don't want to renew it. But they... they are so vicious that they arranged for my agent to poison the water I was drinking, trying to ruin me completely."

As he spoke, a flicker of anger and fear flashed in his eyes. "Luckily, I didn't drink much. I only lost my voice. The doctor said if I had drunk more, I might not even be able to speak anymore. But... my voice will never be the same again." His voice grew softer and softer, the last few words almost inaudible, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

As he spoke, Yang Xingchen suddenly grabbed his hair with both hands, his fingers turning white from the force, and a look of pain appeared on his face—a pain that emanated from the depths of his soul.

“Yunran has already signed with Brilliant Entertainment, so she won’t help me anymore. Liu Xiang from Jiayi Entertainment also rejected me. I’m really desperate. That’s why I thought of coming here to try my luck. The King of Singers… the King of Singers is my dream. I can’t give up like this. I must achieve it.”

A glimmer of hope rekindled in his eyes, a faint but determined flame that burned brightly as he looked directly at Luo Li.

Luo Li listened quietly to Yang Xingchen's words, a complex emotion welling up in her heart.

Looking at the man before her, who was once so radiant but is now so destitute, she felt nothing but sympathy.

At the same time, she was also moved by Yang Xingchen's dedication to his dream. Suddenly, she felt a strange sense of familiarity in Yang Xingchen's hoarse voice, like a distant memory faintly appearing in her mind.

Thinking of this, Luo Li bit her lip slightly, made up her mind, looked at Yang Xingchen, and said with a firm look in her eyes, "I'll give it a try."

Upon hearing Luo Li's words, Yang Xingchen's eyes flashed with surprise. As if he had grasped the last straw, his lips trembled slightly: "Really? Thank you, thank you!" His voice was choked with sobs, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Watching this scene unfold, Song Hui sighed softly. She walked over to Luo Li and patted her on the shoulder: "Li, I know this isn't easy, but I believe you have the ability. Yang Xingchen is in a very difficult situation right now, so let's help if we can."

Luo Li nodded, looked at Yang Xingchen, and asked, "Mr. Yang, do you have any special requirements or ideas for this song? For example, what kind of emotions do you hope to convey through this song?"

Yang Xingchen was silent for a moment before slowly saying, "I hope this song can express my love for music. Even after encountering so many setbacks, I will not give up. And... and those fans who have always been there for me. I want to thank them for their companionship over the years. Without their support and companionship, I wouldn't have been able to recover so quickly. And without their suggestion, I wouldn't be here." A hint of warmth appeared in his eyes.

Luo Li frowned slightly, lost in thought. She pondered the melody and lyrics of the song, her fingers unconsciously tapping lightly on the table beside her, as if playing an invisible melody.

The office was quiet except for the sound of Luo Li tapping on the desk, as if time itself had stood still for her creative work.

After a while, Luo Li raised her head, her eyes shining: "Mr. Yang, this song may be very challenging, after all, your voice is not the same as before."

Yang Xingchen clenched her fist: "It's okay, I'm not afraid of challenges. I'm willing to try anything for my dream of becoming the King of Singers."

In the days that followed, Yang Xingchen did not rest. He practiced his voice diligently every day, trying to find the best way to sing with his existing vocal condition.

His throat was often sore from over-practicing, but he persevered through it all. He knew this was his last chance, and he couldn't give up.

When Luo Li gave the song to Yang Xingchen, after Yang Xingchen sang it, tears of emotion welled up in his eyes.

This song seemed tailor-made for him, perfectly capturing his inner world. He knew he was one step closer to his dream of becoming a singing champion.

On the eve of recording the song, Luo Li and Yang Xingchen came to Song Hui's office again.

The sunlight shone on them, as if heralding new hope. They smiled at each other, their eyes filled with confidence in the future, ready to meet this new challenge.