When the beacon smoke at Chibi cleared, Zhou Lang opened his eyes again, a thousand years later. Facing this era that advocates glitz and glamour, he holds the pipa like a commander's seal, ancient music as his blade, and history books as his armor, to regain his strength in this unfamiliar battlefield.
From a new talent in the talent show to an international movie king, from restoring a lost ancient genealogy to establishing a cultural academy, when everyone was intoxicated by his amazing talent, only his manager Su Qing noticed that the way he looked at her seemed like she was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.
"Did you know that you are 90% similar to my old friend?" He stroked the strings lightly, his eyes filled with regret that spanned thousands of years. But she didn't know that every night, he felt heartbroken when facing the phrase "Zhou Yu died, Xiao Qiao stayed alone in the empty boudoir" in the history books.
When modern civilization collides with thousand-year-old wisdom, when glitz and hustle and bustle meet deep character, let's see how Zhou Lang composes a song that transcends time and space in this world of mortals.
The history books have not fully utilized his talents, but the times will eventually reveal his ambitions. This time, he wanted to let the elegant sound of China resound throughout the world that he had guarded with his life.
