As Your Teacher, I Only Want Your Luck, Not You! [Book Transmigration]

A delicate-looking, ridiculously competitive, steel-straight pretty boy bottom X a gloomy, rabid-dog top One day, Shen Hanyu discovered he was the protagonist of a power fantasy about a domineering hero from a certain web-novel platform. Just as he was about to follow the plot and dominate the cultivation world, a bolt of heavenly lightning struck. Mistaking it for his tribulation, he heroically stepped forward to take the hit. And then he was struck dead. When he woke up, he had transmigrated into an unfinished erotic novel and become the protagonist's master. After that, Shen Hanyu... "Senior Brother! I chipped a teeny bit of my pinky nail. Blow on it for me!" "Sect Leader, my hand hurts. I can't hold my sword anymore. I don't want to practice! Hmph!" "My dear disciple, don't just stand around. Your master wants fish. Here, take this big bowl and go break the ice on the lake and catch some for me, okay?" After being reborn by a stroke of bad luck, Xie Chengxue was so full of murderous intent he wanted to smash Shen Hanyu's bowl to pieces. When Xie Chengxue returned in a sorry state, covered in frostbite and carrying a fish, he watched in disbelief as Shen Hanyu's hateful, pouty, sulking brat expression froze in place. Ding! [Congratulations, Host. You have achieved all the bratty-character achievements ahead of schedule. The System is about to withdraw.] Shen Hanyu slapped away his nephew-disciple's hand as it reached for his collar. "What the hell are you touching your dad for?!" "Get lost!" From then on, whenever Xie Chengxue planned to brave the dungeons from before he was reborn alone, hoping to unseal his spiritual powers, Shen Hanyu followed him like a shadow. He'd rush ahead whenever there was danger and get badly hurt every time, but he never complained of pain or played the victim in front of Xie Chengxue. He just bore it all in silence. Xie Chengxue was no unfeeling stone: "Could it be... that he likes me?" Shen Hanyu spat out a mouthful of blood. "Damn it, I'm a male lead too, aren't I? Why should you be the only one who gets to clear this dungeon? I refuse to believe it!" P.S. The bottom takes advantage of the top early on. If that bothers you, don't read. Theme: Hard work brings hope.