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Forced Heat is a stock-picking story about Chen Tiao, the shou, caught between a crowd of powerful Alpha bigwigs. The bigwigs fight earth-shattering battles to claim the right to mark him, and in the end, accidentally bring down the empire.
Chen Ranran wakes up one day transmigrated into the book as a tragic cannon fodder character.
Because he looks somewhat like his twin brother, Chen Tiao, the original Chen Ranran was turned into a replacement doll by his brother's suitors after Chen Tiao went missing. In the end, he jumped from a high-rise and took his own life.
Chen Ranran sneered. "Sorry, but no one's going to step over his corpse to fall in love."
He worked tirelessly to raise all the stock characters' favorability toward him into positive numbers, even the protagonist shou's.
He thought he'd escaped the fate of becoming a replacement doll.
Then the System suddenly crashed, and the timeline jumped ten years into the future without warning.
A court attendant came running in, crying.
"Your Majesty! The men you wronged back then have surrounded the palace with their army!"
Chen Ranran: "...??"
2.
Lu Sheng hated someone.
He toyed with him in every way, then ground his sincere feelings into the dirt.
In the second year of his exile in the Z8 star system, he risked everything to sneak back to the capital star just to see him once. But that man ordered the guards to beat him to death, looking at him with nothing but complete unfamiliarity.
That year, the most legendary man in the history of the Great Galactic Era rose up in rebellion in the Z8 star system with his men.
Thus began a new era.
Nobody knew that the new emperor's original goal had been nothing more than to ask the young prince who toyed with people's hearts why he had slept with him and then refused to take responsibility.
[Nonhuman / weak moral compass / detached, unhinged gong x stunningly beautiful / little liar / habitual liar shou]
Reader's Guide:
1. No trope changes. It's still the same trope, just a different blurb angle (and now back again).
2. The shou has a hidden tendency to attract everyone, but this isn't a stock-picking story. The gong is Lu Sheng.
3. The shou doesn't give birth and isn't a good person.
4. The author has made up everything. There's no logic. Don't read it if that bothers you.
5. Not updated daily. I'll post a notice if I miss an update.
Coming soon: The Fussy One I Couldn't Win Over. Find it on my profile:
1.
You were born privileged, and everyone around you catered to you, so you grew up acting spoiled and throwing tantrums.
Luckily, your fiance was handsome and gentle, and indulged you no matter how badly you behaved.
On your twentieth birthday, your fiance proposed to you.
Standing in the crowd, your face bathed in candlelight, you closed your eyes and said shyly, "You're lucky I'm saying yes."
You waited sweetly for him to put the ring on your finger.
But nothing happened for a long time.
You opened your eyes and saw an unfamiliar look of impatience on your fiance's familiar face. He looked like he had finally gotten rid of a disgusting lump of muck.
"What a pain. Finally got the favorability maxed out." The man let out a long breath, tossed the ring aside, and never looked at you again.
The downpour arrived at just the right moment.
The crowd dispersed, leaving you standing there, humiliated and helpless, feeling as if you were the only person in the world who couldn't find shelter from the rain.
2.
Desecrate the Gods is a full-dive dating game that took the world by storm. The ultimate goal is to win over the supreme god.
But before you can win over the god, there's an extra quest: win over a fussy NPC named Jiang Mengyin.
Only three players have ever managed to win him over.
Strangely, the moment they stepped into the temple, the god sent down the holy light of judgment.
The god said, "Guilty."
Without Jiang Mengyin knowing, his tears had already become capable of burning a god who had never been touched.
#Third-person narration# [Fussy shou x god gong]
Theme: Learn to love others and accept being loved
Ha, you really made me laugh. Three months later, the latest chapter is 512 words. Really, sister, if we really can't finish it, please give me a refund.
What do you want, author? I've been procrastinating for months and trying to squeeze it out bit by bit. Didn't you say you have saved the manuscript? Will I be able to see the end before I die? If you don't say a word, if you don't, you just say it's a trap. I'm already feeling frustrated at the bottom of the trap.
I really laughed. I have been going back and forth over the past few years to change the few chapters I posted.
I have nothing to say. You are really more disgusting than other people who are stuck on v. After all, others who are stuck on v can write thousands of words in one chapter in three months. You can write hundreds and hundreds of words, and this article only has 100,000 words. If you don't want to write, don't write it. It's really ugly.
No, no, it's stuck. I'll tell you, the bastard who has been lying at the bottom of the pit for more than a year, that this book can be put into the unfinished collection and gather dust.
I finally figured it out, it's so disgusting
. . . . The author is going too far, this approach
Grandma, the article you are chasing is a fraud.
Good guy, I originally came here for the previous copywriting. As a result, I changed it to this after breaking the update for so long. . . . . .
Are you planning to postpone it for a few more months and change the beginning?