The Movie Emperor Renews His Assistant's Contract Every Day

Ke Mianwan was known throughout the fine arts academy as a genius. Not only was he favored by his professors, but his final projects regularly attracted buyers willing to pay six figures.

A collaborative exhibition was just around the corner, but Ke Mianwan still couldn't paint a work he was happy with.

His senior offered to pay handsomely for a nude model. To Ke Mianwan's surprise, the man who arrived was elegant and aloof, with a top-tier physique, looks, and presence.

A flash of inspiration struck. Ke Mianwan led him into the studio and completed the painting in one go.

Before he could thank the man, a long, elegant hand with distinct knuckles waved in front of his eyes and snatched the painting away.

A low, magnetic voice said with a laugh, "Nice work. Too bad I don't license my likeness."

That perfectly sculpted face suddenly drew close. Ke Mianwan realized that the person who had dazzled him last time must have been some celebrity...

He looked at the man in front of him again. Wasn't this the actual celebrity himself?!

Ke Mianwan froze as he realized he'd mistaken the man for someone else, and could only watch him walk away, leaving a stunning silhouette behind.

Later, a friend recommended that Ke Mianwan take a part-time job on a film set and look for inspiration along the way.

But on his first day, when Ke Mianwan saw his temporary assistant job and his boss, he wanted to turn around and leave.

Yan Ci looked at Ke Mianwan, who stood off to the side with a flushed face, and gave him an amused look. "Were you really that hung up on that painting?"

The blush on Ke Mianwan's face instantly spread to his neck. He shook his head again and again.

Yan Ci raised an eyebrow and leaned close to his ear, laughing softly. "Then you must be hung up on the model himself."

Ke Mianwan: !!!

For work and his assignments, Ke Mianwan studied his boss's likes and dislikes. The more he learned, the more baffled he became: the man in person was nothing like his online reputation.

Online, he was called an untouchable, aloof beauty who kept everyone at arm's length.

In interviews, Yan Ci was just as frosty: "Apart from acting, there's nothing I'm interested in."

But the man in Ke Mianwan's studio seemed far too enthusiastic for his own good.

"You spent two hours painting flowers?" Yan, who was holding a bouquet, frowned.

"You can use my muscles as reference, but that'll cost extra."

"Put that down. What's so interesting about a plaster statue? Wouldn't I be more useful than this cheap thing?"

Ke Mianwan didn't even look up. "Plaster statues don't have copyright issues, and they don't haggle or exploit my labor. What do you think, Mr. Award-Winning Actor Who Won't License His Likeness?"

Yan Ci deftly took the drawing board away. Desire surged in his eyes. "I said I wouldn't license it to the public."

The next day, the plaster statues that had been cleared out and sent to the recycling bin: Hello?

[Reading Guide:]

Scheming, obsessive actor seme x soft, cute, grudge-holding uke

The author isn't a fan of celebrities!

1. One-on-one, happy ending, sweet and lighthearted daily life, mutual pampering.

2. Same-sex marriage is legal in this setting.

3. The story involves the entertainment industry, but there are lots of lovely people. No major drama.

Upcoming 1: "The Wasteland's Number One Healing Contaminant"

[Humanity's strongest esper x adorable, healing-type contaminant]

The apocalypse arrived, and contaminants spread across the world.

Gu Zhi had been asleep for a long time when an explosion forcibly woke him.

He stared blankly at the gray sky and the crowd of two-legged beasts surrounding him, blinking.

Where was his home?

His benevolent gaze settled on the man at the front, and Gu Zhi clenched his fists.

Before long, Gu Zhi had a new home of his own!

A soft bed, a comfy blanket, and fragrant humans!

He wasn't sure if the thing Mr. Ling called a contamination value was rare...

Before anyone found out, he should sneak in another little taste. Just one more tiny sip...! Hehe~

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Everyone knew that contamination could help them evolve, but once it reached 100, it would turn them into world-ending contaminants.

Unfortunately, Ling Shang's contamination value had never dropped below 80. His danger level was even higher than that of high-grade contaminants.

Yet one day, everyone in the Esper Bureau noticed that Captain Ling had a little friend following him around.

They also learned that Captain Ling, who had settled in an SS contamination zone, had made the unprecedented request for a house in a safe zone from headquarters.

Ling Shang realized that the little friend he'd brought home wasn't quite normal.

Instead of thinking about how to protect himself, he spent every day trying to cuddle up to Ling Shang, get petted, and ask for hugs.

More importantly, his condition was extremely unstable.

"Mr. Ling, I want a hug today!"

"I told you not to do that so casually... Mm."

After soothing the little one to sleep with a gentle hum, Ling Shang expertly took out a testing device and stared at the contamination value of 1, lost in thought.

The little guy could soothe his mental agitation.

But... how was he supposed to deal with the physical agitation he caused?

Much later, one day, six SSS-grade contaminants went on a rampage and were completely eliminated, while Ling Shang's contamination value soared.

When it reached 99, everyone stood ready to eliminate the threat. But somehow, a little boy slipped into the cordon.

Gu Zhi tugged on Ling Shang's sleeve, his bright eyes meeting that pair of violent ones.

"The problem's taken care of. Can you come home with me now?"

---Upcoming 2:

"The Big Shot Downstairs Might Have a Crush on Me"

[Pure-hearted, secretly pining seme x sweet, capable cutie uke]

A bad fever made Qiao Yu see things clearly.

His parents despised him, his younger brother in the entertainment industry stirred up trouble and provoked a flood of online abuse, and even the housekeeper avoided him.

Every compromise he'd made to keep the peace had earned him nothing but blame and entitlement.

After packing his bags, Qiao Yu rented a little place of his own.

Qiao Yu sometimes livestreamed games to earn a little from his followers, and occasionally took commissions from wonderful clients.

When he had time, he baked little cakes for his friendly neighbors, and unexpectedly ran into someone he hadn't expected to see.

"Long time no see. You live... here too?"

Qiao Yu regretted his words before he could finish. What CEO lived in a place like this?

What he didn't know was that Bai Ran seemed even more flustered than he was. "N-no, I... um, I was thinking of... moving here to see what it's like."

Huh? After all that, he'd become Qiao Yu's neighbor again?

The Bai Group had just set up a new research team.

More than the newly arrived team leader who kept out of sight, everyone was interested in the adorable new guy.

He was gentle, considerate, easy to get along with, sweet, well-mannered, and an all-around genius at his job.

He could write music and paint, or program and conduct research. Most impressive of all, a single expression from him could change the company's afternoon snack perks.

That's right, the head office had recently become very keen on choosing afternoon tea.

After chatting about it in the morning, everyone got milk tea at noon. They grinned. "Something's going on!"

After trying for the Nth time to get Qiao Qiao's news to the head office, they gathered for a meeting.

Topic: How has Little President Bai still not won him over?!

Bai Ran thought he was hiding his feelings well.

Until one day, he heard that Qiao Yu had someone he liked.

That night, he heard that Qiao Yu wouldn't be coming home for a while. Bai Ran's vaunted sense of propriety shattered into pieces.

"What's his character like? What kind of person is he? Is his background clean? Does he... does he really care about you?"

Bai Ran didn't dare say that he hoped the other person would cherish Qiao Qiao forever, and that he didn't want to.

Qiao Yu pressed his lips together, starlight shimmering in his eyes as he looked at Bai Ran.

Did asking those questions mean Bai Ran could give him the answers he wanted?

Theme: Stay positive and make the most of every day