[Blurb]
After inexplicably transmigrating into an old-fashioned melodramatic novel, Zhao Jinhuan was forced to follow the plot to stay alive. But she had a rebellious streak, and turned the original story upside down.
The System warned her, "The male lead and the male supporting characters all belong to the heroine."
"If I want to cause trouble without getting abused, I can only make them fall for me." Zhao Jinhuan declared firmly. "It's all fake. I don't want any of these men."
A playboy rich heir, a top-tier star idol, a rising investment tycoon, a deranged villain, a comeback movie star... Not one escaped her charms. She won them all over, then dumped them without looking back. Outsiders called her a heartless woman, but the men were convinced: "Zhao Jinhuan loves me so much, she can't live without me."
#Being a heartbreaker is easy. If you don't care, you win#
#I love him. I'm just pretending#
Reader's guide:
1. The author loves melodrama.
2. Not a stock-picking novel, and the leads are not each other's first and only.
3. The entire novel is already written. It'll be released once it's finished. It's a long one.
Update: 23.01.11
People say, "The more the creator suffers, the greater the work's value." This novel started out as a rough, feel-good story, but as I kept writing, I became emotionally invested and ended up making myself depressed. I kept agonizing over whether to write to a formula for money or follow my own ideas. In the end, I chose what felt true to me.
Here's an excerpt that really captures how I've been feeling about writing lately. I found it online. If anyone knows who wrote it, please let me know.
[It's hard to discuss love with people who are too young. They assume there are only a few kinds of ideal love, and that they're all sincere and pure, morally perfect, and able to withstand scrutiny. But those of us who've been through the wringer know that's not true. We've tried again and again to save even the love that's full of holes and filthy, and still couldn't save it. You tell me love can't tolerate a single grain of sand. How do I explain that I myself have willingly walked into the Sahara, carrying my own supplies? I can't explain it. All I can do is wish you luck, and hope you can hold on to that way of thinking for as long as possible.]
Theme: ) Loving yourself is the beginning of a lifelong romance