In my previous life, I died suddenly while dancing. In this life, I changed my number and landed on the concrete floor at the entrance of the village, thinking that I would never be able to dance again.
I didn't expect it was all on my own
At the age of three, he started hard training on the grain drying field. At the age of five, he took on five apprentices who squatted under a tree and ate sweets.
At the age of eight, he won the provincial special prize. At the age of sixteen, he entered the city and signed a contract with a group broadcasting company.
Everyone in the village felt that he was making wild gestures, but he was the only one who knew clearly that it was time for him to pretend that he had been there for the past sixteen years.
I'm a newbie. I wrote one myself because I haven't seen an article of this style. I hope everyone will like it.
