After I Became the Scum Top, the Bottom Made Me the Top

Guan Mo transmigrates into a scum gong, a disposable villain in a danmei novel. His mission is to be thoroughly awful, then show up again to watch the protagonists flaunt their love in front of him, get face-slapped in all sorts of ways, and be mocked by the crowd, thereby making the story more satisfying. The more he regrets it, the more satisfying the story becomes for the protagonists. Guan Mo thinks this is ridiculous. "The way to get revenge on 'me' is to steal 'my' unattainable beloved and make 'me' pine for him? I'm sorry, but if you've got the guts, come after the scum gong 'I' am. That's what I'd call revenge." System: "...Thank you for your feedback. It has been submitted." One day, Guan Mo wakes up exhausted and turns his head, only to find the protagonist shou, who should be acting all shy, holding him close and rubbing his sore lower back. The protagonist raises an eyebrow and asks tenderly, "Does it still hurt?" System: "Protagonist satisfaction +10000!" Guan Mo: "..." CP: Initially sweet and cuddly, later obsessive and calculating girl gong x gentle, cunning, shamelessly flirtatious shou - The beginning may be slow to set things up, but later it goes wild. - Not a wish-fulfillment story; romance-focused. - The author's logic is buried underground, the writing is terrible, but having fun is what matters. - Content warning: the whole story is about romance. Recommended completed stories by the author: The CEO Says He Wants to Remarry: Gong: I want to remarry! QAQ Shou: Keep dreaming. The Crybaby: A real man keeps his word, so if he says he'll cry, he cries. Upcoming story, please add to your reading list: The Villain Crossed Over from the Original Story Blurb: Sword Pointing at the Azure Clouds is a somewhat unconventional male-oriented novel. The protagonist, Yan Luojiu, is exceptionally gifted from childhood and renowned throughout the world as a youth. Yet he is never arrogant. He cares for all under heaven and feels compassion for all living beings. He's a complete do-gooder. Until the year he turns eighteen, when he exhausts all his power to save the world, only to be hunted down by his sect and the entire world. The boy falls into demonic cultivation, casting aside love and compassion, with nothing left to tie him down. He gathers ghosts around him, points his sword at all living beings, and returns every drop of blood he shed back then. Especially to the mastermind behind the hunt, who is also Yan Luojiu's master. By an incredible twist of fate, Xie Ying transmigrates into the body of this great villain. Thinking of his gruesome end, skinned alive and dismembered, Xie Ying's vision goes black and he nearly faints on the spot. Fortunately, none of it has happened yet. Yan Luojiu, the future demon lord whom everyone will fear, is currently just a newly initiated disciple. Even when he accidentally knocks down a rose, he guiltily apologizes to Xie Ying, a little do-gooder. Xie Ying calculates that it will be ten years before this little do-gooder turns into a great demon lord. So Xie Ying spends those ten years diligently raising the little do-gooder into an even greater do-gooder, turning the hunt that once shocked the world into Yan Luojiu's moment of glory. He restores every bit of the acclaim Yan Luojiu lost in the original story. On the day Yan Luojiu attains the Dao and ascends, Xie Ying finally breathes a sigh of relief. But that night, an unfamiliar voice sounds deep in his mind [The transmigrator has maliciously rewritten the plot, provoking many readers to leave negative reviews. To correct the story, the original protagonist, the Demon Venerable "Yan Luojiu," has been transferred into this world.] At the same time, a bolt of heavenly lightning suddenly strikes Yan Luojiu's room next door. Xie Ying's vision goes black. "..." Might as well strike me instead. / The moment Yan Luojiu opens his eyes, he receives all the memories of his counterpart in this world. No pain, no suffering, no solitude; He doesn't have to raise his sword against anyone, or stay on guard for someone to stab him in the back. Because someone stands before him, shielding him from blades coming from every direction with his lean shoulders. He lights a lamp to teach him to read and personally guides him in swordplay; When he's injured, he bandages his wounds; on his birthday, he cooks for him. He knows what Yan Luojiu likes and what he hates. That person is Xie Ying. The master who once personally nailed him into a coffin of punishment and unleashed a thousand bolts of heavenly lightning, tearing apart his three souls, seven spirits, and internal organs, the very "master" whose bones he longed to devour and whose blood he yearned to drink. Yet here, Xie Ying is an entirely different person. Yan Luojiu pushes open the door and looks at Xie Ying, who has just risen beneath the red candlelight. In the dim light and shadow, the concern on Xie Ying's face looks all the more pronounced. In that instant, Yan Luojiu is consumed by jealousy. / If, among the three thousand worlds, there is one version of me who will be loved, why can't it be me? Theme: