raknovel Chapter 23 A Gift of Fate
Chapter 23 A Gift of Fate
"I'm about to kiss Taeyeon!"
2014, Seoul, inside a bedroom.
Jiang Tang suddenly sat up in bed, his chest heaving violently, and couldn't help but utter a phrase that was extremely pure and authentic Chinese.
Moonlight streamed in through the window, and the computer on the desk was still in standby mode; everything seemed so peaceful.
But Jiang Tang's senses were still stuck in the small practice room from ten years ago.
He was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth!
Just one centimeter off! Just that one centimeter off!
He was able to kiss Kim Tae-yeon.
As a result, the system acted like an emotionless mourning machine, pulling him back from 2004.
Anyone would be vulnerable in this situation.
Just then, the familiar pale blue screen lit up softly, and lines of text appeared:
Every gift of fate comes with a price already marked in secret.
A brief period of indulgence will inevitably prevent one from writing a truly moving masterpiece.
[Please calm down, host. As long as you work hard, you will have bread, and you will have love.]
"I don't believe you for a second! You piece of junk!"
Jiang Tang gave him the middle finger.
The system completely ignored his furious outburst; the pale blue text continued to scroll, relentlessly and mercilessly.
[The second phase of our romantic internship has ended.]
[Event anchors: sticky notes, recording studio pass.]
[White Moonlight replacement progress: 20%]
[Script inspiration collection complete. The Inspiration Viewing Room is now open again, currently deducing the subsequent structure of "Running Away with Seonjae on My Back" for the host...]
In the end, Jiang Tang calmed down.
Although being forcibly interrupted just now was indeed infuriating, he was ultimately a person with a mature soul, and he knew that since the system had set up a mechanism, there must be a reason for it.
Although our meeting ten years ago was wonderful, it is now in the past.
His current role is that of a screenwriter aiming to write a blockbuster script in 2014.
"The Inspiration Viewing Room is now open."
Jiang Tang closed his eyes, letting the system pull him into that wondrous space.
This time, he saw more fragments of inspiration for "Carrying Seonjae on His Back," the kind of rescue that transcends time and space, the growing pains of youth swept up in the torrent of the times, and the explosion after being suppressed to the extreme.
He greedily absorbed it all in the inspiration room.
When his consciousness returned to reality, Jiang Tang buried himself in front of the computer. The images of Kim Tae-yeon's struggles in the practice room, her stunning performance at the end of the month, and the abruptly ended kiss in the small practice room, all erupted in his mind like a volcanic eruption, turning into a continuous stream of inspiration.
The sound of keyboard typing filled the room late at night like a torrential downpour.
Act II, Act III, Act IV...
The outline and detailed plan quickly took shape under his guidance.
As the first rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone into the room, Jiang Tang let out a long breath and looked at the script, which was tens of thousands of words long, in the document, feeling very satisfied.
Just then, the light blue text on the screen reappeared before my eyes.
[Script completion rate for Acts 2-4: 100%]
[Emotional authenticity: 80%]
[Settlement reward distribution: Physical fitness slightly improved (2), and the muscle memory, vocal skills, physical fitness limits, etc. that the host possessed as an SM trainee in 2004 will be perfectly integrated into the current body.]
Before Jiang Tang could react, an indescribable heat suddenly surged from the depths of his heart, sweeping through his entire body like wildfire!
"hiss--"
Jiang Tang groaned and stumbled to the floor.
His body temperature was soaring, and a layer of white mist was faintly rising from the surface of his skin.
The bones were crackling and popping, and the muscles seemed to be torn apart and rewoven by an invisible hand.
Even more terrifying, countless images began to flood his mind—
In the trial training group, he did the same monotonous leg stretches, turns, and slides day after day.
In the evaluation room, under pressure, he danced "The Way U Are" to the extreme with every breath and heartbeat.
These experiences and muscle memories, which originally belonged only to "Jiang Tang in the past," are now being forcibly imprinted into his real body by the system in a ruthless manner!
"That was fucking awesome!"
Jiang Tang gritted his teeth, enduring the aches and pains that felt like his body was being disassembled and reassembled, and got up from the ground.
He walked to the full-length mirror, looked at himself, and couldn't help but gasp.
His original 185cm height seemed to have increased by one or two centimeters, his thin shoulders became broad and straight, and his arms and abdomen showed explosive muscle lines.
More importantly, his eyes had shed their previous weariness and now revealed a sharpness and confidence that came from countless hours of practice in the training room.
This is a wonderful experience where one's level of existence is slightly elevated.
Jiang Tang subconsciously followed the rhythm in his mind and performed a difficult sliding turn, just like in "The Way U Are".
perfect!
Silky smooth!
"The slight improvement in my appearance isn't that much different from my original handsomeness."
"I, Jiang, have relied entirely on myself throughout my life!"
Jiang Tang felt the abundant power within his body and had no intention of praising the system.
After taking a cold shower, he sat back down at his computer. The pleasure from the fusion had put his brain in an unprecedented state of excitement.
"Now that we've entered invincible time, let's refine the script for the first four acts!"
……
As dawn breaks, yin and yang unite.
Still caught up in the passion, Jiang Tang looked at the perfect first four acts of the script and couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion—I, Jiang Tang, have the potential to be an emperor.
"Knock knock knock".
There was a gentle knock on the door, and the mother came in with a cup of hot milk and a sandwich.
"Son, eat something first... Huh?"
The mother was only halfway through her sentence when she suddenly froze.
She looked at her son with some surprise, her eyes full of doubt: "You seem different today? Tell me, did you secretly go get plastic surgery behind your mother's back?"
Jiang Tang touched his nose and said without batting an eye, "Maybe it's because I had an epiphany about the true meaning of love last night, which led to a spiritual sublimation and a reshaping of my physical body."
"Alright, stop joking around." Her mother's eyes held a hint of amusement. "Get up and get ready."
"Mom, are you going out?"
"It's you who's going out."
Jiang Tang was slightly taken aback and looked at her mother with a puzzled expression.
"Didn't you say the script was progressing?"
"Yesterday, when I was having coffee with your Uncle Luo, I casually mentioned it. Your Uncle Luo said that if a youth romance story goes astray at the beginning, nothing can bring it back."
"So, he wants you to bring the script outline and the first few episodes to tvN today. He wants to personally review them for you."
Jiang Tang's eyes lit up instantly.
Uncle Na Young-seok is a major figure in the Korean variety show industry.
Although he doesn't direct TV dramas, his market insight is absolutely top-notch.
With him guiding and overseeing the process, the chances of this script being adopted by tvN will increase exponentially.
"Okay, Mom! I'm going right now!"
Jiang Tang finished the milk in one gulp and rushed into the bathroom to wash up.
Half an hour later, a handsome man hummed a song as he stepped out of his house, got into his Mercedes A35, and drove straight towards the tvN broadcasting center.