I Became Famous After Confessing [Entertainment Industry]

Before being reborn, everyone knew that the two Best Actors Cui Ouning and Gu Zhefeng were bitter rivals. One collaboration, and they'd block each other for life.

On the day Cui Ouning's body was cremated, the entertainment industry was shrouded in gloom. Only Gu Zhefeng was still holding a press conference for his new movie.

After being reborn, Cui Ouning becomes a D-list idol with no acting skills, able to do nothing but enter a boy-band survival show.

Cui Ouning has only ever acted and has never appeared on a variety show. To work up his courage, he drinks a bottle of alcohol before going on the show.

Who could have guessed the original body's tolerance for alcohol was terrible? Cui Ouning can only hold it together with his acting skills.

To generate buzz, the show has the contestants livestream a game of Truth or Dare. Cui Ouning loses and draws a punishment: call the person he secretly loves and confess.

Drunk, Cui Ouning doesn't think twice before dialing Gu Zhefeng's number.

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Gu Zhefeng has a private phone. Fewer than ten people know the number. He carries it with him everywhere and never lets it out of his sight.

At the live press conference for his new movie, the phone rings in front of the livestream audience and tens of thousands of people at the venue.

Gu Zhefeng intends to hang up, but accidentally answers instead.

A quiet voice echoes through the press conference via the host's microphone:

"Hey, Gu Zhefeng, do you know why I, Cui Ouning, like you? Because your ass is ridiculously perky."

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Everyone thinks the little celebrity who openly hit on Gu Zhefeng, and who has the unfortunate name Cui Ouning, is doomed.

But before long, the little celebrity's acting skills improve by leaps and bounds, and his new drama makes him an overnight sensation.

And the investor behind the new drama turns out to be Gu Zhefeng.

[Extra scene]

Netizens: Just discovered a new way to get famous?!

Gu Zhefeng: First, you have to be Cui Ouning. And you can only be Cui Ouning.

Cui Ouning: You can borrow the method, but it might wreck your back a little.

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I've spent my whole life lonely and alone, with no one to heal me. All my courage has gone into loving you.

Main gong, 1v1, both pure, happy ending, mutual pining, mutually doting on each other.

Pure sweetness. Please don't try to make sense of it.

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I've arranged with my editor to enter VIP serialization on 4.24 (this Friday). I look forward to seeing my dear readers there. Mwah~

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※Next story: My Partner Is More of a Nightmare Than a Love Triangle

I

Jiang Shenjing transmigrates into a dog-blood melodrama as a playboy shou.

The original character is a terrifying man. Not only does he make all the powerful figures in this world lose their minds over him, he also makes them willingly believe they're the only one for him.

His boyfriends are even more terrifying. Every one of them is crazy, and if the original character dares to break up with them, they'll snap and kill themselves alongside him on the spot.

Poor Jiang Shenjing, a model young man with all the right values, is forced to stay alive by pretending to be the same sort of green-tea, innocent flower as the original character. He's forced to begin a life as a universally adored playboy, learning to give dewy-eyed looks and act coy as if he has something to say but can't bring himself to say it--

The CEO at the top of the Forbes list: I can buy you the whole planet.

Jiang Shenjing lowers his head shyly: Big brother, you're amazing!

The hottest idol around: I'll share all the cheers with you.

Jiang Shenjing cups his face shyly: Oh my gosh, big brother, I'm so honored!

The top dog in scientific research: I made a star for you.

Jiang Shenjing blinks shyly: Then will you give me a little heart too, big brother?

Jiang Shenjing: Every day, I get grossed out by myself. Being a universally adored playboy is so exhausting.

II

Fortunately, there's one normal person in this world, a man named Ren Furong. More specifically:

He doesn't like Jiang Shenjing at all.

Jiang Shenjing is very pleased about that.

Until, years later, the powerful men who once wouldn't stop pursuing Jiang Shenjing kneel before him, weeping bitterly. "Sorry, Jiang-ge! We won't dare covet you ever again!"

Behind them, Ren Furong smiles like a flower, bright as spring:

"From now on, I can have you all to myself."

Jiang Shenjing: I thought you said you didn't like me! QAQ! Liar!

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[Extra scene]

After being rejected, the suitors all cover their faces and run away, while Ren Furong keeps circling around Jiang Shenjing. He even goes to great lengths to move into Jiang Shenjing's home and become his full-time housekeeper.

Ren Furong takes care of Jiang Shenjing from every angle, and even declares that his dream is to turn Jiang Shenjing into a useless little thing who can't live without him.

Jiang Shenjing is speechless. "You know lots of people are chasing me, right?"

Ren Furong nods. "I know!"

"Then you know you have almost no chance, right?"

"I know!"

"Then why don't you give up?"

Ren Furong's eyes sparkle. "Because I love you!"

Jiang Shenjing looks at the passionate gaze Ren Furong turns on him, so startled he nearly burns his hand on the cigarette ash.

Ren Furong tenderly takes his hand, brushes away the ash, and kisses the red burn mark on his fingertip.

Watching his long eyelashes as he lowers his head, Jiang Shenjing can't help covering his wildly pounding heart with his other hand:

Oh no, he's even harder to deal with than a love triangle.

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--Do you know what passion is? It's hysteria, deep in your bones... needing you and no one else.

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Couple: Pretends to be a green-tea, universally adored gong x black-bellied powerful shou

◆Jiang Shenjing is the gong, and Ren Furong is the shou. Main gong, powerful couple, both pure, 1v1.

◆The shou pursues his husband from start to finish. The shou is incredibly powerful, a little wife around the gong and a big bad wolf to everyone else.

◆A goofy story with no logic. Take it seriously and you'll cry.

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