There's No Room for Me in the Love Triangle or the Revenge Plot

*A zany, plot-driven story

[One-line blurb: There were no ex-husbands in the world to begin with, but the more books people read, the more ex-husbands they created, one after another after another after another...]

Blurb:

The day Mo Jingchun was laid off, the Book Spirit Employment Hall rang with gongs and drums and exploded with firecrackers.

The book that had topped the charts for more than a decade, The Tyrant's Special Agent and Physician Consort Comes from Military Intelligence Bureau Nine, had finally ended!

Mo Jingchun, who played the female lead in the book, was hurriedly pushed by the System to find a new job.

But she was stunned to discover that the times had changed.

Transmigration was old hat, jumping off a cliff was scorned, and amnesia was everywhere.

No one recited, "Let's get drunk together three thousand times, and never speak of parting sorrow."

Even her opening scene, where she spun around, danced, and sang Jiangnan, was dismissed as hopelessly old-fashioned.

The heroine of this old-school strong-woman novel was completely baffled.

Mo Jingchun looked for work in books with popular new themes, but failed again and again.

*In a love-rival battlefield story:

She diligently won over the four male leads and carefully guarded her secret identity, finally reaching the thrilling moment when she would be exposed and the love-rival battlefield would erupt.

The evil spirit boy and the noble young master merely raised their eyes: "Oh."

The rugged wanderer and the aloof immortal: "Oh?"

Readers: "Oh, wow?"

System: "Dear, looks like things went wrong. How about we fake your death and switch books?"

*In a groveling-heroine story:

She drew her blade and glared at the System. "So what if I'm laid off? Why are you sending me to the crematorium?"

System (trembling): "I'm not sending you to the crematorium. I'm sending the male lead there."

Mo Jingchun: "Got it."

So the novel opened with the heroine building a crematorium from scratch and cremating the male lead right there.

The end.

System (covering its face in grief): "Fake your death."

The heartbroken working girl Mo Jingchun cried out, "Why does everything go so badly for me every time?"

System: "I guess... maybe you should deal with your ex-husbands first?"

Mo Jingchun: "Which one?"

System, sympathetically: "Every single one."

From immortal lords and demon lords to generals and princes, they all came chasing after her with their worlds in tow!

Several worlds merged together.

The people from the imperial court saw the cultivation world and had their whole worldview shattered.

The cultivators saw the Western fantasy world and were stunned.

The male leads she had never been able to win over suddenly loved her to the point of obsession.

With bloodshot eyes and hearts full of grief, they demanded, "You said you loved me. Who are they?"

The Eastern and Western dragons fought for three hundred rounds. "Tell us, which dragon do you love most?"

The tyrant stood with his hands behind his back and snorted. "I was her first. As long as I'm alive, the rest of you are nothing but concubines!"

The System clapped excitedly. "This is the glorious age you dreamed of! You've finally achieved both the love-rival battlefield and the groveling-heroine plot!"

Mo Jingchun (world-weary): "The books have already ended. What good does achieving it do?"

Mo Jingchun transformed into the richest woman in the no-romance genre.

She built a bridge for ordinary people to gain supernatural abilities. "Anyone who wants to learn cultivation or magic can sign up with me. Groups of five get a discount of three hundred taels."

She promoted trade between East and West. "The lowest prices in the world! Tea from the East, magic wands from the West! Limited-time sale, prices go up the day after tomorrow!"

She had finally seen the light: all else is inferior, only one's career matters!

Reading Guide:

1. This story has a lot of my own made-up lore. It's a plot-driven comedy played completely straight.

2. There are no split-personality versions of the male leads. Everyone has unrequited feelings for the heroine, who is a career fanatic. There is a one-on-one relationship along the way, but the ending has no couple.

Upcoming novel: Junior Sister Says She's the Real Heroine

[Blurb]

Xue Lingzhi transmigrated into the heroine of a cultivation novel. As the junior sister, she was adored by the entire sect.

But she hadn't enjoyed her good life for more than a few days before her master brought home another junior sister.

*

On the new junior sister's first day in the sect, she sought out Xue Lingzhi.

The junior sister smiled. "Senior Sister, I'm the heroine. Please return everything that belongs to me."

Xue Lingzhi: "?"

The junior sister: "We're all characters in the same book. I'm the heroine, and you're just an evil supporting character. But you stole Master's and the senior brothers' affection, stole my fortune, and even stole the male lead who belongs to me. Now I've been reborn. Give it all back."

Xue Lingzhi: "??"

She scratched her head, puzzled. She had no idea what the girl was talking about.

Fine, then. She could be the supporting character.

Before long, the master brought home another junior sister.

The new junior sister smiled. "Senior Sister, I'm the supporting character in this book. The heroine stole my fortune and bullied me. I was reborn to take revenge and reclaim everything, so please step aside."

Xue Lingzhi: "Then who am I?"

Whatever. She decided to be an uninvolved passerby and keep her head down, surviving to the very end between the reborn heroine and the supporting character.

*

Not long after she made that vow, the male lead appeared.

He was a strange one, insisting that Xue Lingzhi loved him madly and desperately.

The handsome, bright-eyed young man was naive, yet wicked; powerful and mysterious, he often did things that infuriated everyone.

He joined the sect and officially became her junior brother, calling her "Senior Sister" at every turn.

"Senior Sister, can I steal this chicken?"

"Senior Sister, can I kill this person?"

"Senior Sister, can I destroy this sect?"

"Senior Sister, can I switch to demonic cultivation?"

Every day, he cheerfully gave off the impression that he was saying, "Senior Sister, I'm back from causing trouble again."

Once, he made Xue Lingzhi so angry that she decided she would never speak to him again.

That night, Xue Lingzhi lifted her covers and found a naked, beautiful young man.

The boy showed his two little fangs and smiled obediently, then turned over to reveal fishing line running through his entire body.

He placed several ends of the line in Xue Lingzhi's hands.

The boy: "Senior Sister, I turned myself into a string puppet. From now on, you can control my every move. Please don't ignore me, okay?"

Xue Lingzhi: "!?"

Xue Lingzhi realized that her junior brother might be a total lunatic!

So she ran, he chased, and she couldn't escape.

The boy: "If you run away again, I'll tie you to my belt. If you hide, I'll search the whole world until I find you. If you dare to like someone else, I'll kill everyone in the world so there'll be no one left for you to like."

Xue Lingzhi: "!!!"

Everyone in the world: "What did we do wrong?"

Just then, the junior sister and the new junior sister appeared on the wind, full of confidence, and tossed Xue Lingzhi a sword manual. "Train!"

Xue Lingzhi trembled as she opened the book:

With no man in your heart, your sword will make you a god. First move of the sword manual: kill the one you love!

Xue Lingzhi thought, Oh no, oh no. I don't think I'm going to live much longer! QAQ

A crazy, beautiful boy who wins the male lead over himself x a lazy, survival-minded, wronged heroine.

At its heart, this is the story of a poor senior sister who gets the short end of the stick.

[Reading Guide]

1. A straight-faced comedy with a plot.

2. Possible warning: The junior sister and the new junior sister have special identities, so they have a lot of screen time and may get as much as the male lead.

Thematic message: Do good deeds and don't worry about what the future holds