[Warning! Warning!] [Unconventional routine text! The content is seriously inconsistent with the title of the book, it is daily inclined, and life flows! Do not enter if you don’t like it!] Traveling through a strange and familiar parallel world, from a popular writer to a high school student lying on an orthopedic bed: There is a sweet voice in my mind that keeps repeating endlessly; There is a deskmate in the school who is called nothing but good-looking; ... I lost my long-term love in my previous life to reality, and I am alone for half my life, and I want to try to be a scumbag in this life. Is there any career that is more suitable than a celebrity? Novels, poetry, music, movies... all start here.