As an extra with no screen time, Er Yu had enjoyed an uneventful first eighteen years of life, until he was tricked and coaxed into joining an idol group.
That night, Er Yu realized he might be sick. He kept seeing strange words.
For example
At their first meeting, the lead singer had this floating above his head: [A scumbag gong and pathetic shou in a melodramatic, angsty romance, caught in a 3P love triangle.]
At their second meeting, it had become a 5P situation, and the lead singer looked considerably more haggard.
The elusive dancer always managed to pull unexpected props out of nowhere at unexpected times. Right, he was a Taoist priest, and not even human.
[An immortal tree spirit. Legend says its flesh and blood can cure all diseases, bring the dead back to life, and restore flesh to bare bones.]
The refined and elegant leader seemed to be playing the awkward script of a fake young master and a real young master, but behind the scenes, he was thriving in an infinite-flow game.
Even the company doorman, the old man who carried goji berry health tea and greeted him with a kindly smile, had transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic zombie world.
And so on. Er Yu was horrified to realize that, apart from him, there wasn't a single ordinary person in the whole world.
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Even if the world was completely nuts, life still had to go on.
Er Yu worked diligently to earn a living, until he got dragged into the main characters' exciting plots for the 1,008th time.
At last, he angrily flipped the table!
I'm done! I'm done! I'm just an utterly ordinary person!
The very next second, a line of text slowly appeared before Er Yu.
[The hero who gave up saving the world and chose to lie around waiting to die. Time until the world's destruction: 7 days.]
Er Yu: …?!
His hand, clutching his retirement savings card, trembled slightly.
Forget it. He'd better sneak his resignation letter back. Life still had to go on.
My adorable upcoming novel has no fans, and it's so lonely QvQ
“Shocking! The So-Called Flower Vase Turns Out to Be...”
Ji Mingyue was the most popular all-around idol in the interstellar world. He was breathtakingly beautiful and had excellent professional skills, until an attack caused an explosion onstage during the centennial anniversary concert.
When Ji Mingyue opened his eyes again, he was standing on a platform a hundred meters high, secured by a safety harness, with a bottomless abyss below.
A camera pointed straight at his face. Someone beside it sneered, “How could a flower vase who's afraid of heights come to film an extreme sports variety show?”
He'd been an idol for a hundred years, and no one had ever dared call him a flower vase.
Ji Mingyue gave the camera a perfect smile with no bad angles. The next second, his thin, slender figure floated down.
The young man's smile was fragile and pale. He smiled at them, but his eyes were full of despair.
Everyone knew he was afraid of heights. They were all murderers.
The hashtag “The Butterfly's Wings Were Broken” shot to the top of the trending list that night. The mocking guests and the entire production team were torn to shreds by the internet.
Ji Mingyue became famous all over again, inheriting the mess his predecessor had left behind.
Decades of monotonous practice had polished Ji Mingyue into a dazzling, flawless star, but nobody knew he was completely sick of it all.
There were no interstellar mechas here for him to blow off steam with. Just as Ji Mingyue thought his career might stagnate, he stumbled onto a ski slope.
“Is this your first time?” the instructor asked as he watched Ji Mingyue struggle to put on his skis.
Ji Mingyue nodded.
The instructor pointed toward the cable car and warned him, “This is an advanced slope. You came to the wrong place, didn't you? You can take that down...”
Before he could finish, a streak of white shot past him.
Instructor: ?!
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Winding, rugged ski slopes, raging seas, towering cliffs, high-speed descents from ten thousand meters, short-track speed skating, and figure skating... Ji Mingyue's long-dormant heart began to pound with excitement!
Theme: Remember the core socialist values and be a person who contributes to society.
Haha, today is also 161616
Why are you stuck here? Oh, hurry.
Why hasn't it been updated yet?
Hahahaha, he is indeed a hardcore passerby
The author writes very well. When will it be updated?
Claw claw claw Hmm hmm Getting nervous Great writing
Press the claws, and it feels like there will be many stories embedded in Chu
Hahahaha, I feel inexplicably humble.
Because Chu is the protagonist, right?
Beautiful and interesting! ! Come on more [Come on] [Come on]