Reborn as a Dedicated Music Producer

He used to love music, but he had no voice. After his partner poisoned him with sleeping pills and killed him, he was reborn as someone who had lost his parents overnight. Just as quiet, just as fond of music, but this time he had a voice, clear and bright. He composed and performed, doing what he had always wanted to do. He would be all right. Si Huang: Come record the keyboard part this time. Wei Ran: Hm? Why? Si Huang: Our band doesn't have a keyboardist. Better to ask you, the original composer, than someone else. I doubt you want your song messed up, either. Wei Ran: All right... Si Huang: We'll shoot the music video at the same time. Wei Ran: =.= Why? Si Huang: The schedule's tight, and there's no time to find someone else to play such a difficult piece. Hmm... We'll just film your hands. Do you mind? Wei Ran: Not really. Si Huang: You'll be our guest performer at this concert. Wei Ran: Hm? Why? Si Huang: The fans have been clamoring for it. Our band doesn't have a keyboardist, so inviting you as a guest is a way to grant their wish. Wei Ran: All right... Si Huang: Starting tomorrow, you'll live at my place. Wei Ran: Hm? Why? Si Huang: You're already mine alone. Why do you think? Wei Ran: Mm, okay. A story about a calm, music-obsessed shou being gradually claimed by a gong who seems gentle but is actually domineering. Interstellar entertainment industry + mecha Theme: