Forced to Compete, I Became Famous

[A reserved, composed, and selectively principled male lead × a carefree, lively, sunny optimist of a female lead] As a third-tier singer, Ye Yangyang always held to the belief that she'd rather slack off than get caught up in the rat race. She took a reasonable number of gigs and happily lounged around, prepared to do so until the end of time. Until her manager went on maternity leave, and the company assigned her a new one. Her new manager, Zhou Yizhao, was stern and exacting, and insisted on making her watch her weight every day. Unfortunately, she gained weight easily, so every day was agony, like living in a furnace. That wasn't all. Zhou Yizhao also booked her solid with work. Recording songs today, filming a variety show tomorrow! Ye Yangyang felt like the sky was falling. She roared in helpless fury, “I want to slack off!” She started fighting her manager at every turn, sleeping, slacking, and eating props on variety shows, and letting loose on Weibo. But it didn't work. All she got was even more work. Zhou Yizhao: Either hustle all night, or pack your bags and leave tonight. Ye Yangyang went to complain to her former manager. Her former manager smiled wryly. “Maybe... you should just listen for once?” Ye Yangyang: I don't understand. Later, her manager finished her maternity leave and returned to take charge of Ye Yangyang again. One day, she discovered that Zhou Yizhao was actually the company's heir and was about to take over. He had only been working as a manager to learn the ropes. Ye Yangyang's eyes widened in shock. Deeply regretful, she posted about it anonymously on Zhihu, only to be exposed the very next day. She instantly became obedient. “Boss, I was wrong. I really regret it. Please don't blacklist me. I'll work hard and take all my gigs from now on, I promise QAQ” Her fans gleefully swarmed the comments with laughter. Zhou Yizhao soon commented: “You'd better.” Netizens: Why does that sound kind of indulgent? Then her work came pouring in from every direction, forcing her into the rat race. She quickly made it to the A-list. Endorsements and invitations came flooding in, and she won awards left and right. #Boss, I really don't want to compete in this rat race anymore# #I really just want to slack off# #How could I blacklist you? I can't wait to make you a star# Theme: If the rat race can't kill you, race until it does!