The Good-for-Nothing Fairy Is an All-Around Big Shot

Secret identities + face-slapping wish fulfillment + lighthearted comedy + big shots + punishing scoundrels + both transmigrate into a book + powerful male and female leads + devoted to one another. The Flower Fairy and the Martial God of the Three Realms fell in love and violated the laws of heaven, so they were both punished by being sent into a book. They became a female supporting character who originally wouldn't survive more than a few chapters and a male supporting character who wasn't destined to live long. In the immortal realm, the good-for-nothing fairy couldn't do any proper magic. All she could do was cook, sing, dance, paint, read feng shui, play sports and games, ride horses, read novels, and fall in love. But the moment she arrived in the mortal world, she became an all-around big shot... Zhang Xiaoxian, the number-one mid-laner in the country in Honor of Kings, lost! “Qingqing Zijin, you're cheating!” Zhang Xiaoxian finally blurted out. Can't win, so accuse your opponent of cheating! The people in the livestream were stunned. Did those words really just come from the country's number-one mid-laner?! On the front page of the campus forum, the Queen of Pop Wang Xinghua announced a search for a talented composer, with a one-million-yuan prize for first place. “The music in the mortal world is too ordinary. Let me show you what the immortal realm sounds like.” Lin Zijin registered an account called “Jay” and entered a hip-hop dance track she had composed in the immortal realm, “Hip-Hop King.” “Was this written for human hands?” The drummer, Shitou, waved his calloused hands. “This doesn't take the limits of human speed into account!” said the keyboardist, Guanyou. The guitarist, Guai Shou, said, “It doesn't take into account the limits of what a guitar can withstand, either.” The bassist, Masha, furrowed his brow. Looking at their troubled expressions, Wang Xinghua suggested, “How about we slow it down by half a beat?” “What?!” The four stared in shock and exclaimed in unison, “Slow it down by half a beat?!” That was the greatest insult to their professional careers.