Wang Zihao transmigrates to a parallel world, only to find himself unemployed and heartbroken from the start.
After getting drunk one evening, he walks home and passes Peach Blossom Lake. He picks up the instrument belonging to a woman by the bridge...
The next morning, he wakes to find Liu Qianqian sitting beside his bed. She had taught his class music for a year when he was in his final year of high school.
"I couldn't find any of the songs you sang last night online. You wrote them yourself, right? Sell them all to me, and I'll give you this villa as payment." Liu Qianqian, elegant and refined, gazed at him with bright eyes.
Just when he thought his life had hit a dead end right after transmigrating, things took a turn for the better. He'd landed at the top.
A detached villa by Peach Blossom Lake had to be worth at least twenty or thirty million.
Wang Zihao was overjoyed. "I wrote them... Deal!"
"Good. We'll transfer the title today. Just remember, your mortgage is 90,000 a month for the next fifteen years."
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