Hello, my name is Hua Jiefang.

I'm not a strong person physically, so I think I got compensated for being smarter than the average.

I got into the top school in my province, then I enrolled in the most prestigious university in the capital.

Because I'm a bit lazy to get a job, I decided to get a Ph.D for fun, my parents really don't have anything to object because I lived on the scholarship fee (even though my parents probably have enough money to support me anyways), then I became a researcher.

Throughout my life I think I'm an upstanding citizen of society, I grew up with a loving family, I had some friends, I consistently got good grades (other than P.E. class because reasons), I got a stable job with a stable paycheck, the only thing left is probably a girlfriend.

But because I lived in the capital, the smog probably cut 3/4 of my lifespan already, so one day when I was coughing blood I decided to quit my job and move to my birthplace in a small city. I have already contracted my sister that is currently managing my family business (gold jewelry) to hire me. When I moved in, she is married already and her husband also managed this place too. I became friends with him really quick due to similar interest.

So yeah, my daily life usually consists of a normal daily routine and being an accountant taking notes of the transaction.

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But at night, I usually go play around with my instruments and maybe making a cover of someone else music for inspiration, sometimes I composed a song then upload it into the internet. I think I put love and care every time I composed something but I really don't think having tens of millions of views for my song nowadays is really deserved but whatever.

I played instrument since I was a kid then stopped playing until my middle school days when I became really addicted to music, I really love jazzy funky experimental rock music, but because of my taste it's really hard to find something I like out there so I start picking up my instruments again. It took a few years practicing until I became a bit decent. I have played in a band with my friends during high school but I'm usually playing drums and occasionally bass because I didn't like the clout that much. So I'm not a popular person at that time. During that time I started jamming with my guitar, singing whatever is in my head then put it together in the composing software and publish online. I think it's been 12 years at this point since I started.

I got an offer from a lot of huge music labels but I kinda stuck with some mid-sized label that gave me permission to compose whatever I want without caring about the popularity too much so I'm really really grateful for it.

When I composed something, I had a bad habit of putting an all-nighter so I drank a lot of coffee.

So yeah, because of that I became quite addicted to coffee even though it is bad for me.

One day, I woke up, going on with life as usual but suddenly I got a heart attack, the last thing I remember until everything goes dark is my sister and her husband rush to me and taking me to the hospital, probably because of a lot of stuff I have consumed I died I think.

Because when light flashes my eyes again, I woke up in the most luxurious place I could never think of experiencing.