He is a new generation of talented musician who composes, plays and sings his own music, and is the crown prince of the Beijing circle, Yu Yi, who outshines all the internet famous young singers.
He is the youngest Best Actor nominee for the Hundred Flowers Awards, a candidate for the new generation of Best Actor, and the savior of domestic entertainment who made the whole drama by himself, Jiang Yu.
The two hit it off immediately, playing the piano and singing in harmony. They were in love and were about to get married.
However, a half-assed 18th-line green tea kid suddenly appeared on the way and insisted on claiming that Yu Yi was his childhood sweetheart and childhood sweetheart. After trying every possible means to stalk and exclude Jiang Yu, he finally ended up with Yu Yi.
Jiang Yu, who lost the love of his life, abandoned his acting career, immersed himself in sadness all day long, and finally died in depression.
Do you think this story ends here? NO, NO, NO
When I woke up, I found that I was covered with a soft velvet quilt, and the man who fascinated him, Yu Yi, was sleeping next to me.
Ah? ! ! ! Have I become Jiang Yu? ? ? ? ! ! ! ! But, how come this soul penetration doesn't even have a system? My mission will not be with Yu Yi...
Hmm... How can this not be considered clear-eyed by those who are obsessed with the authorities? Don't worry Jiang Yu, this time, I will make Yu Yi love you with all his heart.
"It was you who made the mistake of falling in love with me~"
"Come on, let's be pretentious. Anyway, we have a lot of time~"
"Shut up, hey, let me cut a small size..."
Gentle, handsome but philandering prince Gong × the reborn Bai Yueguang Shou with a lot of "mom" in his slutty remarks
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