In the dazzling yet turbulent world of entertainment, Ling Yichen was once a shining superstar. He possessed stunning looks; his deep eyes seemed to hold endless stories, and his high nose bridge and well-defined lips combined to exude a unique charm. His acting skills were also highly praised; whether playing a deeply affectionate male lead or a ruthless villain, he could portray the character with remarkable depth, immersing the audience in the story.
However, fate took a sudden turn. It was a grand awards ceremony, and Ling Yichen, as a top contender, should have been one of the highlights of the evening. He walked elegantly down the red carpet in a sophisticated custom-made suit, smiling and waving to the cheers of fans and the flashing lights of the media. But just as the ceremony reached its climax, and the Best Actor award was about to be announced, an accident occurred. A panicked shout suddenly came from backstage, followed by a huge backdrop that began to sway precariously. Before anyone could react, the backdrop collapsed with a deafening crash, and Ling Yichen was standing not far from it. Despite the swift rescue efforts of the on-site staff, he was severely injured by the impact.
In the hospital's intensive care unit, Ling Yichen fell into a deep coma. His management team, family, and friends surrounded his bedside, anxiously awaiting a miracle. The doctors shook their heads again and again, each shake like a cold sword piercing everyone's hearts. The various instruments emitted monotonous sounds, as if counting down the days to his life.
Just when everyone was almost in despair, Ling Yichen's fingers suddenly trembled slightly. This subtle movement was like a glimmer of hope igniting in the darkness. Then, his eyelids began to twitch, and he slowly opened his eyes. However, his eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment. Looking at his surroundings, both strange and familiar, a nameless unease welled up within him.
"Where am I?" Ling Yichen asked weakly, his voice hoarse and dry, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time.
His agent, Xiao Li, excitedly grasped his hand and said, "Yi Chen, you're finally awake! You were in the hospital. You had an accident at the awards ceremony and had been unconscious for a long time."
Ling Yichen tried hard to recall the scene, and some blurry fragments flashed through his mind, but he couldn't piece them together completely. He only remembered standing on the stage, then suddenly there was a loud bang, and then he lost consciousness.
"How long was I unconscious?" Ling Yichen asked.
“It’s been three months. Everyone has been very worried about you during these three months,” Xiao Li replied.
Ling Yichen tried to sit up, but his weakness made him dizzy. Looking at his emaciated body, a sense of powerlessness welled up inside him. He knew that this accident had caused great damage to his body, and it would take a long time to recover to his previous state.
In the days that followed, Ling Yichen began a long and arduous recovery process. He underwent various rehabilitation treatments every day, from simple physical exercises to complex functional training, each one causing him immense pain. But he held a firm belief in his heart: he was determined to return to the entertainment industry, to return to the stage that belonged to him.
As time passed, Ling Yichen's health gradually recovered. However, he discovered that the entertainment industry had undergone tremendous changes. The directors and producers who once flocked to him now avoided him. His name was gradually being replaced by newly rising stars, and the media's focus was no longer on him.
Ling Yichen felt incredibly lost and frustrated, and he began to doubt whether he could still survive in the cruel entertainment industry. But he didn't give up. He used this time to continuously learn and improve himself, researching various new acting techniques and concepts.
One evening, Ling Yichen was resting alone at home. He sat on the sofa, gazing at the bustling night view outside the window, his mind filled with countless thoughts. Suddenly, a strong wave of drowsiness washed over him, and he closed his eyes, wanting to take a short nap.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a completely unfamiliar environment. The surrounding buildings were antique, and the people were dressed in ancient costumes, hurrying about. He stood up in surprise, looking around, his heart filled with doubt.
"Where is this? How did I get here?" Ling Yichen muttered to himself.
He tried to find some familiar signs or clues, but to no avail. Just as he was feeling helpless, he saw a group of people gathered in front of a theater troupe, seemingly watching some performance. Curious, he went over to investigate.
On the stage, an actor dressed in magnificent costume was performing a captivating opera. His singing was melodious and graceful, and his movements were elegant and fluid, captivating the audience. Ling Yichen was deeply enthralled by the actor's performance, marveling at the charm of ancient opera.
After the performance, Ling Yichen stepped forward, wanting to speak with the actor. The actor, named Jun Moran, looked at Ling Yichen with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Who are you? Why are you dressed so strangely?" Jun Mo Ran asked.
Ling Yichen then realized that he was still wearing modern clothes. He smiled awkwardly and explained, "My name is Ling Yichen. I don't know why I came here. I come from a very far place."
Jun Mo Ran looked him up and down. Although he was a little suspicious, he still said in a friendly manner, "If you have nowhere to go, you can stay with my opera troupe for the time being."
Ling Yichen looked at Jun Mo Ran gratefully and nodded. He knew that he finally had a place to stay in this unfamiliar ancient world. His encounter with Jun Mo Ran would also begin a brand new legendary journey. In this ancient entertainment industry, he would rewrite his destiny and create their own glory together with Jun Mo Ran.
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