My Avatar Is Me, Got a Problem? [Interstellar]

[A wonderfully silly, sweet story. The complete novel costs just over three yuan. Please support the official version.] Blurb: [Cool, aloof, noble vampire beauty uke x Stern, originally iron-blooded marshal seme] Lin Liang has a problem that's been bothering him lately: his boyfriend has gone crazy. At first, he thought his boyfriend was just a little dim. For instance, sometimes he'd hear him muttering to himself, "He loves me so much. Even the eggs he fries for me are heart-shaped~" Heavens knew Lin Liang only cooked once a month, if that, and his hand had slipped while frying the egg. But then one morning, he woke up to find his boyfriend, wearing that cold, passionate, impossibly handsome face that could outshine every celebrity, pointing at his terminal. "That's me in your profile picture. Not happy with it?" Lin Liang: ? "Then what are you hesitating for, silly duck?" Lin Liang: ?? "Your eyes can't lie." Lin Liang: ??? And that wasn't all. Lin Liang discovered that his boyfriend had gone crazy in n different ways: 1. Silly Duck Literature 2. The Rules of Husbandly Virtue 3. Extreme Sociability 4. The Domineering CEO's Guide [The Rules of Husbandly Virtue] Lin Liang: Someone's coming to deliver something after ten tonight. Remember to get it. Huo Heng, as if facing a great enemy: No! A good man can't go out alone after ten! Lin Liang: But yesterday you said a good man should listen to his wife. Huo Heng: ... (attacks himself with his own argument) [The Domineering CEO's Guide] The school gates were packed with mechas. Huo Heng climbed down from the Alliance's "God of War" mecha and waved his hand. To the astonishment of everyone present, the mecha transformed into a stretched Rolls-Royce, the kind now seen only in history museums. He leaned against the car door and gave Lin Liang a seductive smile. Lin Liang, who thought his boyfriend was an ordinary salaried worker: ???? Note: This author is not a greasy weirdo, hmph! A recommendation from my profile: Coming Soon, Can Being Good-Looking Let You Get Away with Anything? [Infinite] Lu Yun was pulled into an Infinite-flow world. As an inexperienced newcomer, he couldn't lift anything heavy or do anything useful. His greatest contribution was standing among the team and pleasing the eye with his handsome, refined, heavenly looks. In other words, he was a pretty decoration. But for some reason, he had the air of someone used to being in a position of power. People felt intimidated by him and couldn't even raise their heads in his presence. In practice, when he reached out, someone brought him tea; when he closed his eyes, someone made his bed; when he raised an eyebrow, someone would burst into tears and apologize, asking if they'd done something wrong and saying it was all their fault. Soon, some people began to resent the situation. He's just a newcomer! Does being good-looking mean you can do whatever you want? To take him down a peg, they assigned him all kinds of difficult missions, like being offered as a sacrifice to the sea god or serving an evil god. But on every mission, the dungeon bosses were so captivated by his beauty that they forgot the Infinite-flow plot and switched to playing a dating sim. Everyone: Heh, another delicate, lovable player adored by everyone, huh? Then let's make him suffer as the monsters fight over him, until he trembles and kneels at their feet, tortured into pieces! Ugh, we're sick of this! Change the channel! Then they opened the door and found Lu Yun inside, though the atmosphere was a little chilly. The sea god, who loved dragging sacrifices into the depths to tear them apart, was ingratiating himself with Lu Yun and meekly saying he would switch careers and become a mountain god, since Lu Yun couldn't swim. The tentacled evil god was using one tentacle to make tea for Lu Yun, another to pour him water, another as a handrail, and another to massage his legs. The rest of its tentacles were huddled in the corner, trembling. Perhaps the massage had been a little too firm, because Lu Yun frowned. The gloomy, stern merman king beside them immediately dropped to his knees, weeping and full of remorse. He deeply reflected on the fact that he had come out of the sea today without showering, and promised to go write an eight-thousand-word self-criticism immediately. Everyone, who had always thought it embarrassing that they couldn't raise their heads in front of Lu Yun: ... Thanks. We feel much better now. [The uke is genuinely new to this / high-ranking, aloof career-minded type / teasing flirt / queenly / sickly] [One-on-one romance, equally matched leads, nontraditional Infinite-flow] Theme: Respect others and learn to be humble.