CompletedWang Qingge transmigrated to a parallel world, possessing the body of a good-for-nothing who was kicked out by his family and dumped by his girlfriend, and gained the Entertainment Counterattack System.
From then on, the world had one less good-for-nothing and one more entertainment king, a musical genius whose songs always moved countless people to tears.
Others' evaluation of him was always just one sentence: How many people has he been hurt by? What has he experienced?
In what kind of desperate situation could he write such sad yet beautiful songs?