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Chapitre 1

My Artist's Max-Level Rebirth [Entertainment Circle]

Shen Huai was abandoned by the artist he had made famous, and then took over Ye Cang, a newcomer who was disliked by everyone online and had no one who believed in him.

I thought he was a stubborn bronze player, but he turned out to be the strongest king.

Ye Cang became a household name across the country.

Everyone else thought it was Shen Huai's skillful training that made it possible.

Only Shen Huai knew.

His artists are superstars who have been reborn at max level.

Later, Shen Huai collected them all—

A legendary film queen of the Republic of China era

"An unparalleled supporting actor in film history"

"The Queen of Love Songs Who Sweeped the Nation in the Last Century"

"The greatest superstar of the last century"

He breathed a sigh of relief: at least he didn't have to go back to inherit billions of dollars.

[Mini Theater]

After Shen Huai's artists became famous, he himself also became famous.

Netizen: My husband is super handsome!

His true identity was later discovered.

Netizen: Dad, do you think I'm kneeling properly?

Chapter 1

Even in June, the area outside Morning Star Entertainment Company was still packed with fans, who braved the scorching sun, eagerly anticipating seeing their idols.

Inside the company, the intense sunlight is blocked by blackout glass, turning into a soft color that falls into the room. The central air conditioning system sprays cool air without restraint through the ducts, keeping the indoor temperature at around 20 degrees Celsius.

The practice room door was suddenly flung open, and a man walked in. He was very tall, with black hair combed back, deep-set eyes, and gold-rimmed glasses. His nose was high and straight, and his slightly pursed lips made him seem somewhat unapproachable. His suit was impeccably tailored, and even in this sweltering heat, the top button was fastened tightly, giving him an air of aloofness and asceticism befitting an upper-class elite.

Upon seeing him, the people laughing and joking inside seemed to freeze as if a pause button had been pressed.

"Shen... Brother Shen."

Several trainees exchanged uneasy glances and sneaked out of the practice room, leaving only a handsome young man named Bai Weijia. Since signing with Morning Star a year ago, his popularity has skyrocketed, and he is now a rising star heavily promoted by the company.

He pursed his lips: "Brother Shen."

Shen Huai glanced at the messy practice room and said coldly, "I heard from your dance teacher that you haven't practiced properly for the past three days?"

Hearing this question, Bai Weijia lowered her head guiltily, but then retorted defiantly, "I just won Best Newcomer..."

"Just a Rookie of the Year," Shen Huai said dismissively. "Now, practice."

Bai Weijia bit his lip hard, and only reluctantly turned on the music under Shen Huai's urging. He then started dancing to the music. When the song ended, Bai Weijia's forehead was covered with sweat. He was panting and wanted to turn off the music, but Shen Huai stopped him.

“We’re about to start preparing for the new album, and your breathing is still so bad. Do you want the audience to hear you panting when you go on stage?” Shen Huai paused. “Starting today, until the new album is released, practice for two extra hours every day.”

These words seemed to strike a nerve with the boy, and he finally couldn't hold back any longer and exploded: "Are you crazy! Who the hell goes on stage with a microphone these days! Practice, practice, practice! All you ever do is make me practice, practice, practice! Everyone else who becomes famous gets endorsements and variety shows, but I'm still practicing every single day like before!"

He kicked the speaker hard, pointed at himself, and yelled at Shen Huai, "I'm a celebrity now! You know what a celebrity is! As long as fans see me on stage, smile, and wave to them, they'll obediently hand over their money! Understand?"

Shen Huai watched him go crazy with cold eyes, and only after he calmed down and was panting heavily did he say, "I've hired a vocal coach for you. He'll be here in a bit. I have a meeting this afternoon, so I'll be going now."

Bai Weijia glared fiercely at Shen Huai's retreating figure, feeling all the hard work of the past year turning into resentment that surged straight to his skull. He blurted out without thinking, "Save your breath! I'm getting a new manager soon! Who the hell has the patience to attend classes anymore!"

Shen Huai's fingers trembled, and he stopped in his tracks.

Bai Weijia's delicate and beautiful face seemed to be twisted with malice as she watched his retreating figure and said gleefully, "What do you think that meeting this afternoon was about! Cassie said that as long as I go there, I can immediately sign an endorsement deal with MK, and she will also help me get into the fashion industry. And what about you! What have you helped me with! You even said you would arrange a song for me by Fang Jiqing, but that was a complete lie!"

Fang Jiqing is a top-notch songwriter. Although his output is not high, every song he releases is a hit. However, he mostly collaborates with A-list celebrities, so nobodies can even dream of working with him. In addition, he has a bad temper and a bit of an artist's aloofness. Originally, Bai Weijia had no hope at all. But Shen Huai never makes empty promises, so even though he had already discussed changing managers with Cassie, he kept quiet about it. Now, he finally couldn't hold back any longer.

Shen Huai turned around, and Bai Weijia, who had been cursing fiercely, looked as if someone had grabbed her by the neck. However, Shen Huai did not get angry. He looked at Bai Weijia and asked softly, "So that's what you think?"

Bai Weijia said impatiently, "Yeah, in this day and age, who cares about talent anymore! Popularity is king, and old fogies like you should have been eliminated long ago!"

Shen Huai chuckled softly, it was unclear whether he was laughing at himself or at himself.

The argument between the two quickly alerted the higher-ups. Shen Huai signed the contract indifferently, ignored the company's compensation, and turned to leave. By this time, the news had spread, and scrutinizing glances and whispers came from all around.

"Has Weijia really changed his agent?"

"Of course it's true! Everyone knows about Brother Shen's reputation for being a 'newcomer curse'! Didn't Xu Anqi become a huge star after leaving Morning Star?"

"But if it weren't for Brother Shen discovering him and making him famous, he wouldn't be where he is today. He just got ahead and then dumped him. He's so ungrateful!"

"You're ungrateful; you wouldn't trade a chance to become famous?"

"..."

Shen Huai pretended not to hear anything and entered the elevator.

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Shen Huai went down to the garage and got into his car. A deep weariness appeared between his brows. He took off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose, and his gaze inadvertently fell on a document on the passenger seat.

This is a copyright authorization letter for the lyrics and music, with Fang Jiqing's name clearly listed as Party A.

Shen Huai stared intently at the contract when his WeChat buzzed. The message was from his boss, Ming Wei, the director of the artist management department.

That's just how the entertainment industry is. Don't overthink it. You've worked hard this year, so I'll give you a week off to go out and relax.

Shen Huai chuckled, replied with a "thank you," then tossed his phone aside, started the car, and drove away.

He drove all the way to the airport and bought a ticket for the next available flight, which landed in Xinghe City.