True Star Chapter 2

uring his time in the hospital, Tang Feng didn’t see anyone coming to visit him. Good thing the various carry-on items in his bag gave him some sense of his current ident.i.ty. Apparently, this body’s original name wasn’t Tang Feng. It was because the management company felt Tang Feng emitted the aura of cla.s.sical China, so they renamed him this way. According to the diary in his iPad though, it seemed the previous owner wasn’t very fond of this name.
 
At any rate, as long as the current Tang Feng likes it, it’s alright.
 
The other Tang Feng seemed to have been obsessed over a man called “Lu Tian Chen,” the CEO of his management company. It was probably a one-sided crush on Tang Feng’s part, he presumed. The most mindboggling thing was, this body’s previous owner had ill.u.s.trated in his diary the details of an incident where he drank with Lu Tian Chen and later seduced him. They developed a certain relationship afterwards. As for Lu Tian Chen, it seemed he had another love interest – Ge Chen.
 
What kind of complex relationship is this? “Tang Feng” liked Lu Tian Chen, yet Lu Tian Chen liked another celebrity under a rival company. It appeared Ge Chen had his fair share of unmentioned ties with his own company’s head as well.
 
Alright, the entertainment industry has always been a pot of mess anyways.
 
Tang Feng generally understood his situation after finishing the diary: divorced parents, mom is a deceased but famed star within the country; was popular for a while when he debuted in an idol group when he was younger, lost popularity when he went solo, has a crush on the company CEO, lost his plank wood after mom died, a squanderer, abandoned by the management.
 
In conclusion, he was an undetermined second-rate star who has lost standing in the industry.
 
Although an outdated starlet, he revived again to be a celebrity. Perhaps this was what people call fate.
 
On the day the hospital released him, Tang Feng saw his manager, a slightly chubby middle-aged man. The other Tang Feng disliked this man, and the one now didn’t like him very much either. The middle-aged man looked overly shrewd. For an abandoned idol with only a few years left to his contract, Tang Feng found his future to be very unclear with him as a manager. The middle-aged man quickly filled the release forms, his mood seemingly annoyed the entire time.
 
Tang Feng carried his luggage and followed the manager to the car.
 
“I heard from the doctor that you hurt your head and can’t remember much of anything.” While driving, the man said blankly.
 
“Mm. Everything’s a little blurry. I can’t remember clearly.” Tang Feng looked out the window to see the scenery in S City.
 
Following a very long pause, the manager said with unclear intentions, “It may be a good thing you don’t remember.”
 
Tang Feng didn’t think much into his words, since the way the previous Tang Feng acted was fairly dislikable. But on a deeper note, he was a child that grew up without love, and probably hoped to catch other people’s attention by doing outrageous things. Yet, everything kept rebounding back to him. Tang Feng hoped that child would be reborn in a complete family filled with affection in his next life.
 
About thirty minutes later, the manager drove him into a high-cla.s.s residential area. Tang Feng found this quite odd. A second-rate celebrity who’s past his time shouldn’t be able to afford a villa worth tens of millions of dollars such as this.
 
“The bank claimed your home a few days ago. President Lu will arrange a company dorm for you, so live here for a couple days.” The manager got out of the car and looked at Tang Feng with a perplexed face, “Follow me.”
 
“Whose house is this? Wouldn’t it be bad for me to live here?” Taking his luggage, Tang Feng followed behind the manager. He kept thinking that this kind of villa shouldn’t be used by a second-rate idol like him. Except, the things he learned from the diary were too limited, so he couldn’t guess if the previous owner happened to have some rich friends. Tang Feng’s deceased mother seemed to be quite famous within the country, so it’s not unlikely that he’d have a few.
 
“Brat, you’ve gotten really lucky, to think there’s someone who’s still willing to house you,” The manager said without turning his head, his words filled with mockery and haughty contempt.
 
No matter what awful things the Tang Feng back then had done, you are still his manager. This cold, mocking att.i.tude right now had not an ounce of professional integrity. The first thing he should do is to change out of this manager, Tang Feng decided.
 
Not long after the man pressed the bell, someone came to greet them. The one to open the door was a maid. They exchanged a few words and the manager walked in, closely followed by Tang Feng. The design inside was very simple, yet it didn’t lose its elegance. One could tell the villa’s owner is a man with good taste.
 
“Mr. Charles was President Lu’s cla.s.smate in college. Your room is right here. Mr. Charles is generally very busy, so you’ll probably only see him at night.” The manager brought Tang Feng to the second floor, pushing open the door to the room at the very end of the hallway. Inside the room was a stand-alone bathroom, a T.V., a computer, a shelf… Tang Feng was more than satisfied.
 
“Remember, don’t trouble Mr. Charles in any way. This is not advice, but a warning.” The manager callously left the sentence before departing.
 
Tang Feng felt a bit helpless. He didn’t know if the previous owner had some sort of relationship with Charles, or if there is, how deep this relationship was. However, Tang Feng could admit that he’s a person with good personality and is quite easy to get along with. Hopefully, this Mr. Charles wouldn’t be too judgmental of “Tang Feng”.