Intoxicated by Beauty

Song Qingyi became the youngest professor in the history of A University at the age of 23. In the interview, she looked exactly like her name suggested: fair-skinned and beautiful, with long black hair cascading like a waterfall. She looked as if she had stepped out of a painting, the kind of beauty that stayed with you forever after a single glance. Reporter: What words do people instinctively associate with Professor Song? Fairy professor? Research powerhouse? Song Qingyi: Born unlucky. Reporter: Uh, something related to academia? Song Qingyi: ...Since I was born unlucky, I guess I have to read more? The entertainment industry's number-one lucky charm could be none other than Ji Sui. He became a top-tier star as soon as he debuted, with breathtaking good looks, yet he was aloof and mysterious, earning him the title of the man everyone could only dream of. At a fan meeting, a hater shouted: How much would I need to be worth to ** you? Song Qingyi: Holy crap, fans are so savage nowadays! Only when she found herself standing in front of Ji Sui did Song Qingyi lose her head on the spot. “...I don't have much money. I only have one CNS paper a month. Is that enough?” (Note: CNS is short for the three leading journals in academia.) * Years later, an entertainment-industry mogul who had lived only in legends made his first appearance in an exclusive interview. The popular host asked about the mogul's cherished young wife, her face full of envy. “Mrs. Ji must be blessed with the luck of a fairy and a lucky charm, the kind of person who saved the galaxy in her previous life...” The man everyone had once dreamed of smiled casually. “Her? She was born unlucky.” Song Qingyi: ... Ji Sui gazed into the camera. “I was the one who saved the galaxy in my previous life.” In front of the screen, Song Qingyi blushed... It just felt like he was flirting with her from afar. (Note: Being born unlucky means always losing out in prize draws and never winning. It is the opposite of having the lucky-charm constitution.) P.S. One CNS paper a month is not the norm. Don't rush to deny it; look up the genius Cao from the Class of '96. Three CNS papers in half a month, anyone? Content warning: This was an early work, and the writing is immature. Completed novel: Little Spoiled Brat, blurb: There was a mysterious mogul in the venture capital world. Rumor had it that he was devastatingly handsome, yet extremely low-key. In eight years, he had never once set foot outside City B, nor allowed a single photo of himself to get out. At a banquet, someone worked up the courage to sound him out after a few drinks. The man looked languidly up at them and said thoughtfully, “Because there are demons outside the city.” Everyone: ... Later, Shen Zhao suddenly moved his home to City A, leaving everyone stunned. “But didn't you say there were demons?” “Yeah. A demon lured me there.” “...” My Heart Beats Too Wildly, blurb: 1. Lu Jingyue was favored by the gods from birth. He was a natural-born winner, blessed with an illustrious family background. The most humbling thing he had ever done was seek reconciliation with Zhao Tang. In a northern city where the temperature was twenty-something degrees below zero, he stood outside her dormitory. By the middle of the night, snow had piled up on the benches. She followed the faint footprints to him. “Go home.” As proud as ever, he let out a cold laugh. “Fine. But, Zhao Tang, there's no taking back a move once you've made it. This time, I won't give in to you again.” He had always kept his word. He thought he could give her up for good and move on soon, but he kept failing. Until the night of Zhao Tang's birthday, when he left the noisy, bustling bar alone and stopped at the roadside. He took a cigarette from his pack and had just put it between his lips when a flame appeared beside them. The little red flame illuminated the face of a beautiful young stranger before him, her expression warm and flirtatious. At that moment, he suddenly realized that he would indeed meet girls who were prettier than her, smarter than her, and even loved him more than she did... But his capacity for love was limited. Once he had fallen for Zhao Tang, he could never love anyone else. 2. Zhao Tang believed she had spent her whole life doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, yet for some reason, she had always been unlucky. Her life was full of twists and reversals. Her youthful romance with Lu Jingyue had ended in a miserable mess. Eight years later, after returning to Suiyi, she had no choice but to embark on the difficult road of winning back her husband, with all the painful groveling that entailed. But the night before she planned to confess, she stayed up all night reading stories about men groveling to win their wives back and ended up looking so haggard that Lu Jingyue almost stopped her from getting the words out. After finally saying everything she needed to say, she wanted to imitate a domineering CEO pinning his delicate wife against the wall. But the man wouldn't cooperate. When she pressed toward him, he didn't budge. Her attempt to pin him against the wall turned into throwing herself into his arms. She glanced at him awkwardly. “Could you cooperate a little and take one step back?” Lu Jingyue was tall and imposing, and stood perfectly still. “Why should I step back?” She immediately decided to give up and started to draw her hand back, but then his arm tightened around her waist. His domineering strength swept over her, and he pulled her into his solid, burning embrace. The next second, their positions switched. Zhao Tang was half-pinned beneath Lu Jingyue, her back against the cold car body. Lu Jingyue: “Is this what you meant?” You can also read the historical romance, A Betrothal to Mountains and Rivers. It has grand political intrigue, a sweeping court setting, plenty of sweetness, and an emperor's devotion. Mountains and rivers are my betrothal. Weibo: @August Little Glutinous Rice Theme: I want to see what it would be like if people from academia and the entertainment industry fell in love.