Hang In There, I Can Still Be Straight

This novel will be available to read on February 7. There'll be a 10,000-word update tonight~ Thank you, everyone! My new novel, Don't You Dare Flirt, is updating now. Please bookmark it~ Thanks, everyone~ The blurb is below this novel's blurb. Blurb for this novel: On the day her mother remarried, Lin Zhu skipped class and secretly rushed to the wedding, keeping it hidden from her teachers and classmates. But in a corner, she ran into her nemesis, Jiang Laixing, who had just gotten into a fight. Enemies meeting again, their eyes burned with hatred. Then the emcee made an announcement: "Next, let's welcome the bride's child, Lin Zhu, and the groom's child, Jiang Laixing, to the stage to exchange bouquets!" The two of them were both struck dumb on the spot. Life was hard, so they both put on an act. One day, Lin Zhu suddenly realized that her new little brother seemed nothing like the aloof person he pretended to be. Obedient little wildcat bottom X cool, secretly flirtatious top [No blood relation, and they're not on the same household register. Daily updates~] Peacock-proud, spoiled young master bottom X unruly, aloof wolfdog top. Younger top, 1v1, sweet romance. At the height of summer in their second year of high school, an unwelcome guest arrived at home, cold and beautiful, with a distant look in his eyes. Tang Xingbei was told that this was Fang Lin, the son of his father's first love, who had passed away. Tang Xingbei, who had just lost his mother, sneered and slammed the door as he left. But after his fake younger brother transferred to his school, he not only stole the title of campus heartthrob, but also took first place in their grade. Tang Xingbei was so furious his hair stood on end. He immediately vowed: From now on, either Fang Lin dies or Fang Lin is done for! Until one day, in a dim, narrow alley, he suddenly saw Fang Lin curled up in a corner, panting in a wretched state. Under the moonlight, the boy was no longer indifferent as before. His whole body radiated a defiant, vicious air. He looked over with cold eyes, his white shirt mottled with bloodstains. When their eyes met, Tang Xingbei, who had just sworn to kill him, felt his heart inexplicably soften: ... Fang Lin would never forget that night. The usually spoiled, pampered young master stumbled as he carried him on his back, walking slowly through the empty alley in the dead of night. The night was cold and deep. The boy spoke arrogantly, carrying the clean, warm scent of lemons. Fang Lin suddenly heard his own heart beating with life. Theme: A guide to leveling up from academic failure