Showbiz: Just a Regular Passerby, I Use a Secret Account to Flame Myself

Yet again, I transmigrated for no apparent reason, and got stuck with a System that messes with my head.

Lu Ziye had one thing to say:

I'm exhausted.

I thought I had an unbeatable start, as a top-tier star in the entertainment industry.

But then I took a look. Why are they all freaking haters?

"Congratulations, Host, for arguing with haters for 30 minutes. Lifespan +1, Appearance +1."

"Congratulations, Host, for making a hater so mad they collapsed. Cooking +1, Appearance +1."

System, could you give me something useful?

I work in the entertainment industry, for crying out loud!

Am I supposed to rely on my looks forever?

"Of course, Host. Your looks have already beaten 99 percent of the traffic stars in the entertainment industry. Just lie back and enjoy!"

Well, that's true enough.

But...

Lu Ziye glanced up at the graceful figure sleeping soundly, then rubbed his lower back.

Yikes, I really can't take much more of this!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.