Best Friends Transmigrate to the 1970s: Swapping Marriages and Raising Hell

[Period setting + two sweet romances + stone-faced soldier king hopelessly in love vs. eccentric, wild rose + sharp-tongued educated youth doctor vs. teary-eyed, sweet-looking but scheming girl + face-slapping + devoted couples + comeback + a touch of the supernatural]

“Cui Guo, slap her mouth bloody!”

“I can't, Your Majesty!”

Jiang Ran and Shen Qinghe recognize each other through their secret best-friend code, then discover to their horror that they've entered a 1970s novel written by Shen Qinghe's stepsister.

In this parallel world:

• The stepsister, a spiteful creature who looks like a giant blue monkey, is the beloved heroine, a lucky darling adored by everyone. Even the dogs by the roadside love her.

• Eccentric wild rose Jiang Ran becomes a crude, fake heiress who throws tantrums. The neighbors' verdict: “Well, she's a person, I guess. Cannon fodder number one.”

• Frail, teary-eyed heiress Shen Qinghe becomes the real heiress, switched at birth and returned home gasping after every few steps, too low-class to fit in. Cannon fodder number two.

The craziest part is that the plot has the two best friends fighting to the death, driven by jealousy over a man and scheming against the heroine, until they both meet miserable ends in the northwest. Meanwhile, the heroine makes a comeback against all odds and becomes a winner in life!

Jiang Ran cracks walnuts with her bare hands. “I dare to ride an old lady across the street. A beloved heroine like that? I can take out a whole crowd with one punch.”

Shen Qinghe narrows her eyes and sticks pins into a doll. “A lucky star? I'm the one who cancels out good fortune.”

Later, they put a sack over the beloved heroine's head.

The stone-faced soldier, who should have been her brother-in-law, flushes. “I'll handle this kind of rough work from now on.”

The refined doctor slips roasted chestnuts into the hands of his former sister-in-law. “I'll write the tip-off letter. Don't tire yourself out.”

Jiang Ran folds her arms and raises an eyebrow at Shen Qinghe. “Shall we swap husbands?”

Blushing as she eats her chestnuts, Shen Qinghe replies, “We'll choose our own male leads this time!”