What! I woke up and transmigrated?! And there's a System in my head?
No problem. A young man from the twenty-first century (x) a scumbag (check) isn't afraid of anything!
But... The transmigration I imagined: Beautiful women all around me, endless gold and silver, a wealthy young master who is dashing, talented, and brilliant...
The transmigration I actually got: The son of a butcher, with girls around me as pretty as Cuihua. I'm only six years old. Who can I flirt with? My fishpond doesn't have a single fish...
And the damn System's first mission is to make me bend myself? ... I'm a straight guy from the twenty-first century who lives off flirting with girls. How can I turn gay?
Premise: Funny and lighthearted
