The One Who Makes the First Move Takes the Bottom

Coming soon in my author column: Scheming Step by Step, Heartbeat Alert, My Secret Crush Is Actually My Nemesis Completed works: After Being Reborn, He Only Wants to Build His Career; This Movie Emperor Is Nothing Like the Rumors Luo Huaiyao is known in the livestreaming world as "Princess Yaoyao." He made his name on a gaming site by seamlessly switching between male and female voices to argue with people. One day, someone sent Luo Huaiyao a private message asking him to help mess with a playboy. So Luo Huaiyao, controlling a sweet female voice that could act coquettish, be cute, and show unusual thoughtfulness, became the playboy's new girlfriend. The playboy kept calling him "my little darling," "baby," and "sweetheart." Luo Huaiyao decided he'd had enough fun and was ready to switch back to his real voice and deliver a fatal blow, drying up the playboy's endless stream of admirers for good. But while getting food in the cafeteria, he unexpectedly heard a familiar voice behind him: the boyfriend who talked him to sleep on voice chat every night. Luo Huaiyao turned around. Standing a head taller than him was none other than the student council president, a famous campus celebrity, Gu Zhun! *After finding out who the playboy is Gu Zhun: "Baby, let's meet in person." Luo Huaiyao: "But I had my appendix removed yesterday, baby. I'm in the hospital." Gu Zhun glanced at Luo Huaiyao, who was hopping around right in front of him, and raised an eyebrow. *During a flirty moment Luo Huaiyao: "If you're a man, settle this with me!" Gu Zhun: "Okay." Onlookers: "Gu Zhun, what's wrong with you? Why do you keep getting the ball stolen?" Gu Zhun: "I was raised right." A recipient skilled at voice impersonation and knowing when to quit × an attacker who pretends to be a playboy and waits to catch his prey Blurb last updated on 2020.12.15 Coming soon: Scheming Step by Step → Question: If you transmigrated to ancient times, what would you want to do? Achieve great deeds, become a marquis or prime minister, or enjoy beautiful days with a harem of lovely concubines? Su Xuxing: "Thanks for asking. I've already transmigrated, and I'm selling salted duck eggs. Becoming a marquis or prime minister is out of the question, but as for beautiful concubines..." Zhao Jinmou: "Beautiful what?" Su Xuxing: "Nothing..." * Su Xuxing's entrepreneurial venture was cut short before it could get off the ground. When he woke up, he had become Su Xuxing from a book. A young man whose life had been cut short because of the squalid intrigues of the inner household. After thinking through the plot for a long while, Su Xuxing reached two important conclusions: First, no one in the Su family is a good person. Second, under no circumstances should he provoke Zhao Jinmou. * A major event recently took place in the Su family of Linjiang Prefecture: the eldest branch's legitimate grandson, who had been driven to the suburbs after his mother hanged herself and left to fend for himself, had returned. The young master Su, famous in childhood for his exceptional intelligence and talent, had returned to Linjiang after two years away. What kind of commotion would he stir up now? After all, someone else had taken his place as the eldest branch's legitimate grandson and was already a successful scholar. What place could there possibly be for him? The Su family looked down on Su Xuxing, unaware that his ambitions had never been limited to Linjiang Prefecture. Looking at the Su family's stately vermilion gate, Su Xuxing smiled slightly. What a bunch of green shoots, ripe for the picking. * The true legitimate son and grandson of the eldest branch had returned, and the current matriarch of that branch racked her brains for a solution. Rumors spread all over Linjiang that Su Xuxing was cursed, bringing misfortune to his mother and family. For the sake of the Su family patriarch's health, he had to marry a wife with an even stronger curse. The famed Taoist master of Linjiang, Old Man Wudao, pointed his wooden sword, and someone from the Zhuxiang House was carried back. A male wife, a male courtesan, a cripple... Su Xuxing and his spouse became a laughingstock throughout Linjiang. But Su Xuxing, the person in question, looked at his wife's breathtaking beauty and nodded in satisfaction. "What's your name?" "Zhao Jinmou." Su Xuxing: "..." Damn it! A recipient who climbs the ladder by face-slapping people and looks very much like an attacker × a gloomy, vicious beauty of an attacker Coming soon: No More Pretending, He's Letting Loose → Meng Yu devoted all his love to He Yan, and pretended to be steady, mature, and perfect as a spouse for him. But He Yan kept coming home later and later, and rumors about him became more and more frequent. Finally, on the night He Yan's relationship with actress Luo Fei was announced to the whole internet, Meng Yu removed his SIM card and fell from the tenth floor. When he woke up, he had become Meng Yu, eight years in the future: an eighteen-year-old minor actor stuck in the bottom ranks of the industry. The young actor was uncooperative and a troublemaker, constantly putting out promotional stories that made him look desperate. He was a nobody, notorious for all the wrong reasons. Meng Yu lifted his bangs and looked at his familiar features in the mirror. He whistled. "Pretend, my ass. I'm done pretending." * He ran into He Yan at the airport and saw how aloof and dazzling he looked. Meng Yu scoffed, pointed at He Yan, and joked to his assistant, "He looks like a person, but he's a dog!" A netizen posted it on Weibo. The trending topics exploded, and the minor star went from obscure to notorious overnight, taking abuse from the whole internet. * He was constantly followed by controversy, and offers came pouring in from all kinds of contracts. Seeing the pay on the contract listed in the tens of thousands, Meng Yu's eyes lit up. So, on a major talent show, an acting competition show, a sports competition show... Meng Yu went around challenging everyone, acting outrageously arrogant. Netizens: "Heh. What's there to be so cocky about?" Meng Yu: "How about winning the center spot? Winning the championship? Breaking records?" * Meng Yu was enjoying his new life when one day he opened the door at home and found a familiar face. He Yan: "Long time no see." Meng Yu: "I must have opened the door the wrong way! Let's try again!" He Yan: "..." I Must Apologize, It's Just My Racial Talent → The previous second, Lan Ye had just passed the coming-of-age assessment of the elf clan, becoming one of the most outstanding members of the younger generation. He stood beneath the Tree of Life, waiting for his crown. The next second, he was standing on the street, getting beaten up by a bunch of blond punks, unable to move a muscle. The proud, aloof elf prince declared: "Fuck your mother! I'll kill you in three days!" Oh, right, Lan Ye was a half-breed, with one-third dwarf blood as well. * Looking at the bizarre buildings and flying objects before him, Lan Ye spent several days absorbing the memories and knowledge of this body, finally figuring out that he had arrived in a completely different world. This world had no magic, no elves, and no dragons. It had only dwarves... No, tall people! And he was a burden who had been kicked out by his family. * In the Star Era, human society had advanced to the point where people no longer had to worry about production or resources. Their attention had turned to entertainment. The full-dive game The Lost Continent was created, becoming an obsession that swept through the entire universe. The Lost Continent held an interstellar league every three years, and winning the championship was the highest honor in the universe. Looking at the all-too-familiar races on the promotional screen, Lan Ye smiled. "Looks like there's work to do." Theme: A family's wealth or poverty isn't everything. People should support themselves and strive forward with optimism