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Chapter 4 - 4.

I scrolled through the 1-7k templates. There are good one's. One of them which is Sheryl Nome, no I don't know who this woman is, and what anime she came from. But, her information included that she's a musical pop artist. Models are famous, but you know who are like, totally famous?

Aside from dictators, and pedophiles.

It's musicians!

Think about it, even if you go to the countryside area everyone know who's Taylor Swift. What about Freddy Mercury? Hell even if you don't know the name, you must have heard at least one song.

So, yeah. I'm thinking of becoming a musician.

Sheryl Nome, has good stats, she's not combat fit, but when it comes to her voice, I think she'd cut it out.

And yes, how is this so light? Marvel is supposed to get you working, like hell, there are crooks here and what about the Supreme One?

To answer that question. I actually have a nice background. Mei's real name is Meilanie Srakova, an orphan from Russia. The system automatically made my background. I even have people that text me that I was their classmate. And, I know Russian. Amazing right?

Hell, I don't know any of those people. Oh, and high-school pictorials? Yep, I have one too. The pictures went viral when I told Pepper to post it on my instagram.

As for Sheryl, nah, the system would do it's magical thing. I've already decided, and bought Sheryl.

She's a few inches shorter than Mei. And, wow, damn I look good. Though, I have to wait, till I finish my photoshoots, to start using this template. But all's good.

...

One month passed by, It's now it's the end of January. I've finished my photoshoots. I'm currently eating dinner with Pepper and Reynaldo.

"Gucci sent one of their bags again. They want you to pose with the products in your hand." Pepper reminded, taking a bite off his steak.

"Actually. Pepper, I've been thinking of taking a break."

Clang.

Reynaldo and Pepper's untensils fell from their hands. The two of them had the same expression, Pepper glanced at Reynaldo as if he heard wrong.

"W-Why?" Pepper asked.

"Is it because of those male models? Or worse...are....you....sick?" Reynaldo asked.

"No, No. I thought I'd relax for some time. Have some fun." I finished off the steak.

"Well, if you wanted a break you could have told me. I thought you'd quit for good." Pepper sighed, relieved. "Well, I could focus on the agency, we are currently scouting some models."

"Oh, are you thinking of leaning into music?" I asked. "I have a good friend of mine, whose voice is divine. Maybe you can help her out?"

"Oh...a friend of yours.." Reynaldo and Pepper exchanged glances. "Well, Reynaldo is planning on casting some singers too. We could see if she has the talent..."

"Great, then I'd tell her the news." I smiled, and ate the steak happily. I'd put Mei on hold for now, and focus on Sheryl.

After dinner I went home. And tried on Sheryl's Template. I sort out the clothes, and tried it on.

Great. I look great. Then I began singing, reading the lyrics that I have made. Am I a musical genius? No, instead I remembered some music back in earth, and, well I'm going to use it.

Bitch it's 2010, some of those artists are still babies!

Also, many artists don't exist in this world.

So I have a lot of music in my disposal. Don't underestimate a kid who reads books while listening to a playlist with over 200+ songs.

And, I will be making money by using Sheryl. Yes, yes, I could use my original body to become a music producer. The answer is, I'm greedy.

I'd take all those music for myself. I'm not selling any of it. I could have made Mei a singer, but....she's more on the looks and body type. And with her looks, it was far easier to get into modelling.

I'm not saying that she's not a good singer. Well, actually she isn't. She has a sultry voice, almost alluring. But, she's leaning into the modelling side.

And, yes. Wow, you're going to be so busy. And you're going to school. I already explained it to you my imaginary fans!

I already put Mei aside. Pepper's a good guy, he can take care of it, and besides he'd be busy with my new template.

I sorted my stuff, and reverted to be myself. My real self. And went to sleep.

...

I woke up, and used the template. I put on my clothes, a pink tank top, pink boots, and skinny jeans. I put on my shades. I used my personal car, yes, I have two cars. As for my clothes, all of it aren't from Mei's closet. I bought new one's from the store.

I adjusted my sunglasses, got out of my car, and stared at the agency building. Though Pepper's my agent, I rarely visit due to my schedule. As soon as I entered, the familiar Christine sat at the receptionist desk.

"Hello. I'm here for my casting call?"

"Can I get your name please?"

"Sheryl Nome."

Christine smiled and stepped aside. "You're on the list. Please head through the door on your left."

"Thanks." I made my way through the hall. Wow, it's been a while. Last time I came here was when I auditioned as Mei.

"Oh, you must be Ms. Sheryl Nome." Reynaldo smiled and extended his hand. "It's nice to meet you Ms. Nome. I'm Reynaldo Santiago."

"Nice to meet you too." I shook his hand, and took my seat. There were three other musicians beside me.

Pepper looked like he was about to blow, he was sitting with Reynaldo and two other people in the agency.

"Next." Pepper sighed tiredly.

I listened to the others perform, while maintaining my cool. It's like those lame ass performance in X that turned into a meme.

"Next!"

Finally it was my turn! I strutted myself and stood upright. Nah, I wouldn't get nervous for this.

"Ms. Sheryl Nome. You are, 21 years old?—"

"Let's cut to chase." I raised my finger. Hell no, boy. Let's get this over with. I began singing. Just some random ass, pop music, like for 30 seconds. I stopped.

Pepper and Reynaldo were both shocked. As for the other two, their expressions says it all, period.

"Wow, we'd love for you sign with us." Pepper was very excited.

"I don't have enough time, so let's cut to the chase, yes?"

"Yes. Of course!" Pepper and Reynaldo immediately catered to me. I signed the contract, like immediately.

"Oh, right. I'm planning on making a single." I handed them the lyrics. "I already got the lyrics figured out, all I need is someone who'd help me produce it."

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