A Bit-Part Actor, but Everyone's Favorite [Book Transmigration]

Bai Rong transmigrated into a showbiz novel where everyone was obsessed with the protagonist. The novel had an aloof, untouchable protagonist who was as cold and dazzling as a frost-covered flower. It had a domineering CEO from a powerful entertainment dynasty, an alpha who held the careers and livelihoods of countless stars in his hands. It had a top-tier star who had returned from overseas, with a mysterious family background and fans all over the world. Whenever he appeared, the media were worked to the bone. And it had the mysterious, beloved young master of a prestigious luxury brand, who came out to experience life as a makeup artist and ended up more popular than the stars themselves. But none of them was Bai Rong. Bai Rong was just one of the protagonist’s senior schoolmates. Worried his junior would get deceived, he advised him to stay away from the alphas. His junior gave him the cold shoulder, the alphas crushed his career, and his acting career came to an abrupt end. Within a few years, he died of depression. Bai Rong: "..." With his dream of becoming an actor still burning bright, Bai Rong resolutely inherited the original owner’s acting skills and started taking bit parts. He didn’t cultivate a public persona or tie himself to a CP. He was absorbed in honing his craft, working hard as a Hengdian film-set wage worker. Until one day, he became a sensation, hailed as "the gorgeous top-tier star with the best acting in the entire entertainment industry." Bai Rong: "..." Life was peaceful, but one thing was giving him a headache. "Bai Rong," the CEO said, his eyes full of longing for a love he couldn’t have. "Be my lover. I’ll make amends with my entire fortune and my cat." "Rong Bao," the top-tier star alpha said, cuffing himself with a pair of handcuffs. "If you’ll love me, I’ll let you do whatever you want. I won’t resist." "Big brother," the younger green tea alpha tugged at his sleeve. "Is it because I’m not as greasy as they are that you won’t forgive me?" Bai Rong: "..." Even more outrageous, his usually cool and self-possessed junior hugged him, sobbing so hard his voice trembled. "I was really wrong! You can keep hating me, just don’t say you’ve already moved on from me!" Bai Rong: "???" You guys didn’t say this before. P.S. A showbiz harem romance with a deliciously chaotic love rivalry. Same-sex marriage and relationships are legal. The true love interest is the junior. Coming soon: Black Haters Wake Up in the Film Emperor’s Bed Every Day Meng Jiao is a well-behaved campus heartthrob at medical school by day, and a shady video creator who roasts celebrities online by night. He’s prickly and loves making trouble. He knows full well that if he wants to make money, he has to trash the hottest celebrity! The celebrity everyone else is too afraid to criticize! So Film Emperor Fu Nianqiu became the perfect target. Fu Nianqiu is a breath of fresh air in showbiz. He focuses on acting and stays out of worldly affairs. After nearly ten years in the industry, he hasn’t had a single scandal. Meng Jiao went all out to trash him, with bizarre angles and razor-sharp insults. Before long, he had become the leader of Fu Nianqiu’s haters. But Fu Nianqiu’s professional skills were flawless, and his private life was so spotless that even Meng Jiao started to wonder if he was really a man. More and more netizens sent Meng Jiao private messages mocking him for forcing a hate campaign. His traffic dropped, and his income fell. Meng Jiao: "..." Meng Jiao narrowed his peach blossom eyes. A breath of fresh air? There’s no room for one in showbiz! Meng Jiao put on a girl’s outfit and waited where Fu Nianqiu had to pass on his way home from work. That night, the phrase "Fu Nianqiu orders takeout and spends a wild night" exploded onto the trending topics. At the same time, Meng Jiao’s accompanying roast video was recommended on the homepage. He didn’t even have time to change clothes. Rubbing his chubby cat daughter’s head, he basked in the joy of getting rich overnight. Then a group of people burst in, and Fu Nianqiu lunged at him, grabbing his ankle clad in white stockings. Even as his career was supposedly about to collapse, Fu Nianqiu wasn’t the least bit flustered. Those cool, distant eyes swept over him. "I heard I ordered you?" "Bit of a rip-off, but whatever. Come over and kiss me." Meng Jiao: "..." Meng Jiao sneered and glanced down at Fu Nianqiu’s crotch, then kicked him in the face with his white-stockinged foot. "You think you can handle me?!" Seeing the amusement in Fu Nianqiu’s cold eyes as the hand holding his sole began to stroke it, Meng Jiao hurriedly put on a smile. "I was kidding, big brother. I was wrong!" In his heart, he thought venomously: I’ll do it again next time! * Fu Nianqiu never cared about anything outside his work. Even when his assistant repeatedly told him that some hater was getting more and more outrageous, he just nodded and told them to leave it alone, never taking his eyes off the script. Until one day, an old acquaintance dressed in a white-stockinged lolita outfit stopped his car in the dead of night. Seeing those familiar peach blossom eyes, pretending to be calm but unable to hide their nervousness, Fu Nianqiu set down his script and smiled. The guy didn’t even recognize him. You brought this on yourself. * One day, Fu Nianqiu learned that Meng Jiao hated him so much because, when they were young, he had rejected Meng Jiao’s childhood sweetheart. Now that childhood sweetheart was in Fu Nianqiu’s living room, speaking to him with great excitement. "Brother Nianqiu, have you seen Jiao Jiao?" "I heard he’s been secretly in love with me for years. Ahhh, I just realized I love him so much too!" Fu Nianqiu’s gaze darkened. He lowered his head and took a sip of tea, then looked up with a faint smile. "Jiao Jiao? Maybe he’s here with me. Why don’t you look for him?" In the bathtub just beyond the wall, Meng Jiao covered his mouth and huddled in the misty steam, his heart pounding and his face burning. A bluish-purple bite mark stood out on his wrist, stark against his pale skin. Fu Nianqiu had bitten him when he heard the doorbell. He had never bitten him so hard before. That bastard. I hate him most of all! A tsundere, troublemaking campus heartthrob x a cunning, gentle celebrity. 1v1, both pure. Theme: Work hard and strive for your dreams