I Earn 2,500 a Month, Yet I Took Down Half the Entertainment Industry

Lin Que transmigrates and becomes an intern host earning 2,500 yuan a month.

The station dumps a live show nobody dares take on him: invite celebrities onto the program, then roast them in front of everyone.

Afraid of offending people? Of getting cursed out by fans? Lin Que laughs:

I'm just an intern making 2,500 yuan a month. Why should I be scared of you?

And so, in front of the entire internet, he turns one celebrity after another into a viral meme.

Singing, dancing, rapping, basketball? He's not playing basketball, he's playing mahjong.

A greasy CEO type? I don't care what you think. I say you're so greasy you could fry two dishes with it.

A face hailed as stunning for four thousand years? Bread is innocent. Fake eating is bad for digestion.

The celebrities laugh in outrage, their fans lose it, and the onlookers and troublemakers are having the time of their lives.

Even more absurdly, the celebrities he roasts all become famous, then line up to beg him to roast them.

Lin Que: All right, let's welcome our next victim.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.