This Isn't the Drama Queen Academy I Signed Up For

After the college entrance exams, Gu Zhan was admitted with outstanding scores to the acting program at one of the country's leading Double First-Class art colleges, the Central Academy of Dramatic Arts.

He thought he could finally kick off his cheat-code life, beat the pretty boy idols, become a leading star, rise to movie-star status, and marry a rich, handsome man (his male idol).

But disaster struck out of nowhere: while walking down the street, he was hit by a falling billboard.

As a fine young man raised in a socialist society, Gu Zhan had been a staunch atheist.

But the world before his eyes told him otherwise.

All his roommates were demons, and everyone at the academy, from teachers to students, was a genuine drama queen.

Even the male idol he had been pining for in the class next door was the tabby cat who kept tricking him into buying him food and drinks!

Two male leads. A quiet, composed, talented fighter gong x a drama queen shou with an eight-hundred-pound idol image.

A birthday story for my dear mother. Wishing her good health and a long, long life!

Nothing in this story can be verified. It's all the author's nonsense, so the author is the ultimate authority.

A silly, sugary little story with no regard for logic. I just hope it brings readers a smile. I'm a new author, so please go easy on me. I'm happy to accept constructive criticism. But if anything here bothers you, just click the red X in the upper-right corner. There's no need to tell me.

Coming soon: Taotie Is Hungry Every Day

Blurb: As an ancient ferocious beast, Long Yurun has something to say.

"Everything you know about Taotie is a rumor! It's all fake! Taotie isn't fierce, Taotie isn't ugly, and Taotie is the cutest of the Dragon King's nine sons!"

"What about the stories that Taotie is greedy? Are those rumors too?"

Long Yurun: "If you hadn't eaten for three days, were freezing and starving, and thought you saw the light of God, then a bowl of braised pork suddenly appeared in front of you. Wouldn't you be greedy for it?"

"..."

Long Yurun stared at the freshly cooked sweet-and-sour pork ribs, drooling. "B-boss... can I have one piece? Just one!"

Feng Lanqing put a piece in his mouth. "You'll do a hundred push-ups and two hundred weighted glute bridges later."

A food story. The gong is an excellent cook, and the shou is a glutton who gains weight whenever he eats.

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