Refusing Makes You Stronger? Sorry, I Don't Accept

The contract for film queen Liu Yifei was slapped onto the table: five million after taxes, plus a five-year contract selling her freedom.

Gu Yan closed the contract. “You can’t afford me.”

The System descended: Acting Legend. Not a cheat, but the player a game’s house least wants to see.

Liu Yifei leaned in and whispered, “Five years ago, there was another young man with as much backbone as you. Now he delivers boxed lunches in Hengdian.”

He watched her smile, precisely controlled down to the curve of her lips, and said nothing.

The next second, his phone blew up. The director of Battlefront called from overseas: ten million had been wired, and filming would start tomorrow morning. He shot straight to the top of the trending topics, and the comment section went wild.

The phone screen went black. Dark red words appeared: “I’m protecting you, not because you’re a good person. It’s because a disobedient player like you will make things very difficult for the house.”

Signed: Acting Legend.

Gu Yan leaned back in his car seat. Outside the window, countless lights shone across the city. In his previous life, he never made it out of the editing room. In this life, he was still alive.

Acting Legend opened its eyes. The show was about to begin.

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