“Oh, my dear lady, how can you still be sleeping! Get up and get yourself tidied up, put on your makeup, and let’s get going—otherwise, we’re going to miss our flight.”
A slightly impatient female voice reached Luo Ming’s ears.
Luo Ming groggily opened his eyes, only to find his vision blocked by strands of black hair.
He instinctively reached up to brush the hair aside, and then his hand froze mid-motion.
Two thoughts flashed through Luo Ming’s mind: “Why are my hands so slender and pale? And why is my hair so long all of a sudden?”
“Wenwen, why are you just spacing out?”
“Wenwen?” Luo Ming subconsciously repeated the name.
Hearing Luo Ming’s voice, the woman also sensed something was off. She sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch Luo Ming’s forehead.
“No fever! So why do you have that dazed look on your face? Wenwen, go splash some water on your face and snap out of it.” With that, she pulled Luo Ming up and steered him into the bathroom.
Luo Ming stared at the face in the mirror, completely dumbfounded.
In the mirror was a face of breathtaking beauty—jet-black hair cascading down like a waterfall, fair skin as fine as the finest porcelain, untouched by powder or rouge, with a clean, refined elegance that wasn’t exactly show-stopping but had its own quiet charm. Her brows were as delicate as ink paintings, naturally dark without need for pencil, her features small and exquisite, with a soft, gentle look about her brow that made her seem especially tender and youthful.
“This… this is me? I’ve transmigrated again?” Luo Ming thought to himself.
“Ring, ring, ring~”
“Wenwen, it’s your phone.” The woman handed the phone in through the door.
Luo Ming took it instinctively. One glance at the caller ID and he was instantly wide awake—it was his own phone number! He quickly answered.
“Hello~”
“Hello!”
Both of them spoke at the same time, and then both fell silent.
Because the voices they heard were all too familiar to each of them.
After a long pause, the male voice on the other end spoke up: “Sir, your name is Luo Ming, right?”
“Yes.”
“My name is Lin Shuwen.”
“Lin Shuwen? That name sounds familiar…”
“I just won the Best New Artist award at the Golden Melody Awards last month.”
“You’re that new pop diva! Then that woman outside…”
“There are only four people who know the password to my place: me, my agent, and my parents. My parents work in the capital, so they’re definitely not at my place. So the woman you’re talking about must be my agent, Sister Shan.”
“That name… that profession… sounds familiar…” Luo Ming couldn’t help but joke.
Lin Shuwen clearly didn’t catch his meaning and said casually, “It’s normal that you’ve heard of Sister Shan—she’s a veteran agent in the industry and has managed plenty of big stars.”
No sooner had Lin Shuwen finished speaking than they heard Sister Shan’s distinctive loud voice: “Wenwen, the plane takes off in just over an hour—hurry up!”
Lin Shuwen took a deep breath, and her tone turned serious: “Mr. Luo, I don’t know why we’ve swapped bodies, but given the situation, we both need each other’s help, right?”
Luo Ming gave a soft “Mm” in agreement.
The body swap was a fact. Until they found a way to fix it, the only way to avoid major chaos was to work together closely.
“Mr. Luo, today’s gig is really important—it’s a cameo in a movie plus singing the theme song. Director Liu has been a great mentor to me, so I have to ask you to handle this for me.”
“So I have to sing?”
“Yes. I know it’s hard to get familiar with a song in such a short time, especially memorizing the lyrics, so just tell Sister Shan that my old problem is acting up—I’ve got a terrible headache and my mind’s a bit fuzzy—and ask her to prepare a teleprompter for me.
As for the melody, please listen to the song a few times on the way there. It’s in my music player on my phone, and it’s called Flying to the Universe.
This song is very simple—no fancy techniques. My voice is decent enough, so as long as you’re not completely tone-deaf and have no issues with pitch, it won’t turn into a disaster.”
“Got it.”
“Good. So, Mr. Luo, is there anything you need my help with?” Lin Shuwen asked.
“Ms. Lin, there’s a laptop on my desk. Please open it and log into my QQ account—my account has the password saved, so just log in directly. Then send the folder labeled ‘3’ on the desktop to a contact named ‘Doggy.’ After that, just respond to whatever he says and take notes on any changes he suggests. The computer password is 0203.”
“No problem.” Lin Shuwen agreed without hesitation.
“Ms. Lin, would you mind adding me on WeChat?”
“Of course. Add me. My phone password is 223399, and my payment password is the same.”
“My payment password is—”
“Mr. Luo, I’ll just use my own money. I remember our bank cards can do cardless withdrawals at ATMs. The things I eat and use tend to be on the pricier side, so I won’t use your money.
Also, Mr. Luo, I’d like to move somewhere else. Your room is a partitioned unit—the soundproofing is terrible, and worst of all, the bathroom is shared with several other tenants. I really can’t accept that. Would it be okay if I moved to a hotel instead?”
After hearing Lin Shuwen’s words, Luo Ming fell silent.
He had just transmigrated here and had just graduated, so he really didn’t have much money. The place he rented was a partitioned room in an apartment complex—only about 20 square meters, barely enough for a bed and a desk. He had even bought his computer on installments.
The only good thing about this place was that it was cheap and allowed monthly payments—only 750 yuan a month, even cheaper than the urban villages.
It was only natural that a celebrity like Lin Shuwen couldn’t handle the conditions in his rental.
Luo Ming didn’t overthink it and agreed without hesitation.
“Thank you, Mr. Luo.”
“I should be the one thanking you, since it’s my body that gets to enjoy the good life.” Luo Ming said with a wry smile.
“What if we never swap back? Then this would be my body.”
At that, both of them fell silent again.
Whatever Lin Shuwen was thinking, Luo Ming really missed his own little buddy down there.
Plus, he realized that after standing for just a little while, his shoulders were already starting to ache.
Luo Ming looked down—and couldn’t see his feet.
“Two extra weights out of nowhere—no wonder my shoulders are so tired,” he thought to himself.
“Wenwen, are you done yet?” Sister Shan’s loud voice nearly made Luo Ming’s ears ring.
“Let’s leave it at that for now. We’ll stay in touch.”
“Alright. Mr. Luo, I’m counting on you.” With that, Lin Shuwen hung up.
Luo Ming put down the phone and looked at the face in the mirror again. Then he tried to put on a pained expression. After a dozen or so attempts, the person in the mirror finally had furrowed brows, a slightly sweaty nose, and her pearly teeth biting down on her rosy lips—looking so pitiful it would move anyone’s heart.
“This should be good enough.” With that, Luo Ming pushed open the bathroom door.
Sister Shan had assumed Lin Shuwen would already be done with her makeup, but instead, Lin Shuwen came out wearing a pained expression.
Sister Shan immediately rushed over and supported her.
“Wenwen, you—”
“Sister Shan, my old problem is acting up. I have a splitting headache.”
“I thought something seemed off with you this morning. Wait here—I’ll go get you some medicine.”
Luo Ming nodded.
Soon, Sister Shan came back with two white pills and a glass of warm water.
“Take these quickly.”
Luo Ming took the pills and tossed them into his mouth. A bitter taste exploded on his tongue, making his pained expression even more pronounced. He picked up the glass and downed the whole thing in one go.
