(Transmigration + No System + Lighthearted Comedy + Some Brains, But Not Many + Urban + Multiple Female Leads + Entertainment Industry)
The King of a Hundred Charms, Jiang Luo, unexpectedly transmigrates to a parallel world.
Having grown weary of the entertainment industry in his previous life, all he wants is to retreat to the countryside and live in peace.
One life, two people, three meals, four seasons. That's enough!
But a tree may long for peace, yet the wind will not cease.
His ex-girlfriend dumped him without a second thought to climb the ladder.
She justified herself with conviction: "He can write songs for me and help me rise to the top. What can you do for me?"
The bloodline of the King of a Hundred Charms begins to awaken. Jiang Luo puts down his pen and picks up the microphone.
Mentor: Tell us, what's your dream?
Jiang Luo: I just want to bring good works to everyone, so they will be remembered and sung for generations.
Mentor: No, you don't. The Xia Kingdom music scene has only four seats of power. You don't get to decide what counts as good music. And you don't get to decide which songs people sing!
Jiang Luo bows and says: The true seats of power are in the hearts of the fans, not here.
The lights across the venue go out.
Banned nationwide.
A 32-show national tour? Pfft, what kind of garbage are you singing, you weakling?
Four mentors? A bunch of monsters! Who are you to judge me?
He only knows how to sing with a raspy voice? I'll give you a three-octave range!
Watch out, he's great at electronic music? Why is he going onstage with nothing but an acoustic guitar?
Surpassing rap? Has he lost his mind, sealing the whole venue with a single "Ah"?
No one can predict what card he'll play next...
A ghost-handed guitarist, a piano madman, a soul drummer, a bewitching bluesman, a violin sprite, a nocturnal crooner...
These kings of their respective fields are merely his supporting cast in battle.
They rose from humble beginnings, yet together they form the Xia Kingdom's strongest, most elite band!
As the lights come on, the footsteps of the Music Emperor echo, one step at a time...
Let me start.
The songs you write are unclear and nonsensical; what are they even? Like that song "Thoughts," I don't even know where it's from.
It was alright, but I didn't like the ending.
The "beating up" part is basically the music from a parallel world being forcibly downgraded to utter garbage, and then the protagonist just acts normal and beats it up.