The Starting-Point Hero Ascends to Become a Background Character in a Campus Novel [Book Transmigration]

Lu Minchuan was a once-in-a-millennium genius, with a domineering clan leader for a father, a mysterious missing mother, a gang of underlings, and a childhood sweetheart who was his fiancee.

On the first day of adulthood, Lu Minchuan's cultivation vanished, and he was diagnosed as incapable of cultivation. That same day, his father left home to search for his mother, his fiancee broke off their engagement, and his clan regarded him as a disgrace.

His fiancee personally delivered the letter breaking off the engagement to his house. Her gaze was as cold, sarcastic, and disdainful as a pie chart: "As you are now, you're not worthy of me."

Lu Minchuan calmly accepted it, calmly searched for a way to cultivate, and calmly climbed to the peak. After everyone who had once looked down on him gathered around him...

He ascended.

.

The world he ascended to was completely different from the one he had come from. Here, communication devices were called phones, flying treasures were called airplanes, academies were called schools, and masters were called teachers.

He also had memories of this world's past, present, and future. The name that came up most often was Shen Fu, and the most frequent word had turned into a string of asterisks.

His own identity was that of an obscure male high school student, destined to appear at the equipment room door, the lower bunk in the dorm, the restroom stall... whenever Shen Fu was being * * * by them.

He didn't dare make a sound.

Today was Shen Fu's first day after transferring schools. He would attract perverts of all kinds in different ways...

A male classmate arrived in a hurry, cheeks slightly flushed, breathing softly, his eyes moist. "Sorry, I'm late."

Lu Minchuan's face was hidden beneath thick, roughly chopped bangs. He looked up, his gaze meeting Shen Fu's, who had no idea of the tragic fate awaiting him.

"..."

Why did this guy look just like his fiancee?

His fiancee...

Was a man?

First, a recommendation for a male-lead, male-receiver story that I'm collecting interest for:

The Frail Beauty Bears the Fate of the Nation

Shen Yunning was a history graduate student who specialized in dynastic history. He chose the most obscure twenty-year period of chaos.

On the day he graduated, he transmigrated to the last dynasty before the chaos began, becoming a fake young master in the Prime Minister's residence who shared the same name as the real one.

Not long before, the fake young master had been caught framing the real young master after his return. Someone had broken his leg, and he was now languishing in a separate courtyard with a sickly body and only one wooden-headed servant surnamed Lin by his side.

The former prime minister, his father, pointed at him and cursed.

Shen Yunning: "You're going to die."

The real young master tried to kick his good leg.

Shen Yunning: "In a few days, you'll be exiled."

Clutching the one thousand taels the Prime Minister's wife had left him, Shen Yunning was driven out of the residence. He decided to become a strategist.

What kind of wicked genius or poisonous tactician? Shen Yunning was all of them!

With his ability to see the future, his schemes came one after another.

He would follow whoever could become the boss.

Everyone knew of the frail beauty who bore the fate of the nation. Whoever he went to would win the nation's mandate, earning him the title of the Walking Imperial Seal.

The heroes all sent lavish gifts and invited him to stay.

But Shen Yunning only wanted one person: "Who knows Lin Huaizhao?"

Who was Lin Huaizhao?

The eternal emperor who would bring the chaos to an end, the ultimate powerhouse to cling to.

Lin Xingjian owed Shen Yunning an enormous debt of gratitude, and promised to repay it by protecting him for ten years.

For the umpteenth time, he heard Shen Yunning muttering about Lin Huaizhao, Lin Huaizhao.

Lin Xingjian couldn't take it anymore. "Why are you calling me?"

The beauty beneath the lamplight narrowed his long, sharp eyes, which had grown alluring, and gave him a thorough once-over. Then he kicked over the foot-washing water, splashing it all over him. "Pfft. You?"

Lin Xingjian: "?"

Was it so wrong for his real name to be Lin Huaizhao?

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