After Falling in Love Online with the Masterpiece I Created

The novel next door, My System Wants Me to Win His Heart, is now being serialized. The blurb is at the very bottom. If you like it, please go take a look~~

Blurb for this novel:

When Ye Keqing was young and clueless, she went with the trend and wrote a male-lead cultivation novel about leveling up.

And to show how different she was from other authors, she deliberately put her male lead through all kinds of hardship.

Other people's male leads: fall off a cliff and find a legacy, have loyal underlings, and are surrounded by beautiful women.

The male lead in Ye Keqing's novel: perpetually single, betrayed by friends, and loses every reward just as it comes within reach.

Then one day, a stranger suddenly appeared in her WeChat contacts...

This stranger was practically the personification of gloom, full of mockery and resentment toward the world, and even showed clear signs of wanting to lash out at society.

Staring at the screen, Ye Keqing decided that, for the sake of peace in her country, she had to save this boy before he went astray and help her country win back a talented person.

So she brought out the level of skill she used for her college entrance exam essays, comforting him with the tragic yet great lives of famous figures like Helen Keller and Beethoven, and telling him that today's hardships were stepping stones on the road to success.

But the stranger replied gravely that his life was even more miserable than the examples she had given:

His parents had both died when he was little, he had suffered endless humiliation, and there was not the slightest hope in his life...

Ye Keqing had a sudden inspiration and thought of the male lead she had created.

"Let me tell you a story..."

Meanwhile, on the other side, where she could not see, someone slowly straightened up.

Why did this story sound so familiar?

Ye Keqing, later on: cultivation talismans in her left hand, heavenly treasures in her right.

She gradually rose to the peak of life.

#The Right Way to Use Your Boyfriend# #Hello, Divine Venerable, I'm the Heavenly Dao#

Blurb from the male lead's perspective:

Yun Zeming had known since birth that he would endure countless trials and unify the Three Realms.

So when his friends betrayed him, his sect abandoned him, and the demons gravely wounded him, he was not at all surprised. He even found it a little boring.

Even when he finally took the position of the greatest person in the Three Realms, he felt little joy.

Everyone said he alone enjoyed the Heavenly Dao's favor, but he felt he was simply someone the Heavenly Dao had abandoned.

A life of hardship, a lifetime of loneliness.

Until one day, a voice sounded beside his ear, and the world around him seemed to suddenly gain color.

I know that my life's hardships were because of you, and that my fate was in your hands, yet my heart is full of joy.

I am willing to travel across a thousand mountains and endure a thousand trials and tribulations, all for the chance to meet you

My god, my Heavenly Dao.

Content warning: The female lead's career storyline takes up a lot of space. If that bothers you, please don't read.

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When a Lazybones Is Bound to a Romance System

Blurb:

If you had to describe Yan Jin in one word, it would be "lazybones."

She'd lie down rather than sit, sit rather than stand, had no great ambitions, and simply drifted through life like a lazy fish.

Then one day, a so-called romance System bound itself to her.

System: "You have to work hard and become good enough to win over Sheng Zhaoluo!"

"Sure, no problem. But can I take a nap first?"

System: "Hurry up! Pretend to run into him. Your target is right next to you!"

"Sure, no problem. But can I finish watching this video first?"

System: "Your target was in a car accident! Hurry and save him, and you'll be his lifesaver!"

"Sure, no problem. But let me call 110 and 120 first."

Winning someone over was so exhausting. She'd be better off taking a nice nap with all that time. Yan Jin thought this as she placated the System, then promptly turned over and fell asleep.

"Hey, System, haven't you given me a mission in ages?"

System: "Sure, no problem. But can I finish reciting the Great Compassion Mantra first?"

???!!!

Her System seemed to have gone crazy.

Blurb from the male lead's perspective

Sheng Zhaoluo was the golden boy everyone praised: from a distinguished family, and exceptionally capable.

But for some reason, despite being pursued by countless women, he had no interest in them at all.

As for why, people had all sorts of theories. Some said he was in poor health; others said he preferred men.

Sheng Zhaoluo didn't care what people thought and continued to do as he pleased.

In truth, he had a secret: ever since he was fifteen, he had been able to hear a strange voice.

The voice bound itself to a Host, made him its target, and tried to win him over with tenderness and affection, in exchange for the incredible benefits people dreamed of.

But so what? No one had ever succeeded, and no one ever would.

Listening as the System bound itself to yet another Host and waxed lyrical about the benefits of winning its target over,

he lowered his head indifferently and turned a page in the document in his hands. Another fool duped by the System.

It wouldn't work anyway. He might as well sit back and enjoy the joke.

Until one day, at a banquet, the new Host bound to the System happily agreed to come and pretend to run into him.

Sheng Zhaoluo raised his wineglass with elegant composure, already planning how to reject her cleanly and decisively, leaving her no hope at all.

But the banquet ended, and he never saw that Host.

System & Sheng Zhaoluo...

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#After Becoming a Beloved-by-All Female Side Character, I Only Want to Keep the Villain Company# #The Complicated Story Between Me and the Male Lead's Uncle#

Theme: Love means choosing each other wholeheartedly.