The Best Actor Doesn't Want a Love Triangle

Top: actor × bottom: CEO / Fu Yanrong × Song Linyu Fu Yanrong entered the entertainment industry at seventeen and won the Silver Bear for Best Actor at the Berlin Film Festival on his debut. At twenty-two, he took home the Palme d’Or at Cannes. At twenty-six, he was nominated for an Academy Award. His life seemed to go smoothly at every turn. With stunning looks, top-tier acting skills, and incredible luck, he was adored by countless people, even though his temperament was unpredictable, willful, and flamboyant. One day, however, he was told by a so-called self-rescue System that he was actually one of the cannon-fodder love interests in a trashy entertainment-industry novel about a marriage of convenience, falling in love, and rekindling an old romance. All those honors and stacked buffs were just there to make it easier for him and a whole bunch of other cannon fodder to compete in a battle for the protagonist’s affections. The head of a business empire, a genius idol, a rising star, a powerful and decisive top agent… In the end, they would all fall for the true protagonist, “the cleanest handful of snow in the entertainment industry.” Looking at “a handful of snow’s” childlike figure, which inspired absolutely no desire, Fu Yanrong couldn’t bring himself to “look at him with reddened eyes and develop feelings beyond what acting required.” Thanks for the offer, but this is the one role he can’t play. Then he read ahead in the script and discovered that his strongest rival was none other than Song Linyu, the legendary head of a business empire: a domineering CEO and a crazy miner. He was also the ex-boyfriend who had once disguised himself as a lovesick assistant, a kept canary, and spent several years playing at being in a fake relationship with him. Fu Yanrong: … / System: Host, please read the original novel next. Preserve the framework of the plot while making small changes to its direction, and change your fate. "Song Linyu grabbed Su Tang by the wrist on set and pinned him hard against the wall. His eyes red, he rasped, “Just how many men have you seduced?”" In real life, Song Linyu looked sinister as he grabbed the wrist of the heartthrob and pinned him against the wall. His voice was cold and low. “I warned you not to cause trouble.” Su Tang’s eyes reddened, and he tugged at Song Linyu’s clothes with his fingertips, looking helpless and pitiful. "At last, Fu Yanrong arrived. Seeing Su Tang with his nose red from crying, as delicate as a flower, he angrily pulled him away, grabbed Song Linyu by the tie, and warned him fiercely, “Don’t touch my man!”" Fu Yanrong strolled through the crowd, his eyes settling on the two men facing off. The actor who was supposed to be rehearsing with him failed to finish his lines, so Fu Yanrong gave a mocking laugh, grabbed Song Linyu’s tie, and pulled him staggering a couple of steps closer. His long, well-defined fingers slipped into Song Linyu’s hair out of habit. His tone was lazy and casual. “Don’t touch my man.” Then he glanced at the heartthrob, who was frozen in place, and, with professional aplomb, held on to Song Linyu and delivered the final, rather foolish line. “Just how many men have you seduced?” System: …? Something feels off. The expected battle for the heartthrob’s affections did seem to have failed to materialize. Song Linyu’s Adam’s apple bobbed heavily against his pale skin. The man who had been so cold and sinister just moments ago now carefully turned his head to avoid Fu Yanrong’s breath. In a tiny, halting voice, he tried to explain. “…Only you.” The heartthrob: Wait, what??? / 1. None of the characters, side characters, films, or other content in this story are based on real people or works. The setting is an exaggerated, unrealistic entertainment-industry novel and has nothing to do with reality. Readers who actually follow celebrities should read with caution to avoid getting upset! 2. The leads are deeply in love, body and soul, in a one-on-one relationship. The author likes older, dog-like men. They rekindle their romance, but there’s no groveling arc. The beginning gets a little angsty because the plot calls for it. If something doesn’t make sense, keep reading; they’ll make up once their misunderstanding is resolved. The top and bottom are both gorgeous, but please don’t feminize either of them or switch their roles (emphasis added). 3. I’m not trying to mislead anyone. Readers who are exclusively fans of either the top or the bottom may not enjoy this. Those who favor one side, the other, or insist on perfect balance may be caught off guard by my occasionally unpredictable plot (I’m serious, this is not a drill!!). Please make sure you’re comfortable with that and have varied tastes. If you’re uncomfortable, please stop reading, but don’t attack me or the characters I write. 4. This story isn’t aimed at anyone’s kinks or preferences. All the dialogue and teasing in the story serve the plot and are exaggerated. / A pitch for the sweet little story I want to write next! Top: Xu Hui × Lu Rang Possessive, likes to act like a green tea, and full of dirty tricks top × outwardly cold and obsessive bottom who’s obedient only with one person Xu Hui was the undisputed star player of Return, a powerhouse team in the Fantasy Realm official esports league (FEL). He once led his team from the losers’ bracket through nine opponents in a row to the finals, where they won the championship. He’d enjoyed every triumph a pro player could hope for. He’d also known the twilight of the gods. But Xu Hui didn’t mind. He’d already started planning a wonderful life after retirement. The only problem was that he died in a bizarre accident before his retirement ceremony could even begin. Then he opened his eyes and found himself back at eighteen. Back then, esports powerhouse Return was a scrappy little team thrown together from whatever pieces they could find just to fill the roster. And on the team was Lu Rang, a marksman who would later go out of his way to avoid Xu Hui by at least eight hundred meters, but who was now quiet and a little shaky. Xu Hui: Thanks, but I’d rather run away. He didn’t get far. A System that appeared out of nowhere said, “Host, congratulations on returning to age eighteen. We are the Professional Success Support System…” Xu Hui declined, thinking that at the peak of his career, he didn’t really need a System to help him win championships. But the System hadn’t finished speaking. “Your task is to become a late-night xx streamer with sky-high tips. I’ll guide you to the peak of your career and make sure this life isn’t wasted.” Late-night… what kind of streamer? Couldn’t you at least censor that?! “Please follow the System’s instructions strictly. Failure to complete your tasks will result in punishment.” Grinding his teeth, Xu Hui put on a secret identity and tried streaming something normal on the chaotic late-night channel, but… The System coldly issued a task: "Today’s stream: discipline" After all his efforts came to nothing, Xu Hui suddenly spotted a familiar-looking alt account entering his stream and posting a message. "Is this a gaming platform, or…?" Xu Hui thought for a moment, then chuckled. “This isn’t exactly a proper gaming stream. Want to play together?” / Lu Rang had two secrets. First, he didn’t dislike his teammate Xu Hui. On the contrary, he really wanted them to stay teammates forever. Second, his teammate was incredibly good at the game, but seemed to be short on money. He was secretly working as a… strange streamer on a late-night streaming platform. The streamer said things that made Lu Rang blush, but little by little, he also gave him the courage to face his fears. So Lu Rang, dizzy with excitement, worked hard in the matches, obediently followed the streamer’s instructions, and poured his prize money into the stream. Until at last, Lu Rang realized he seemed to have a third secret. Third, whether Xu Hui was his teammate or his streamer, he seemed to like him a lot. / In the lounge after winning the championship, Xu Hui lifted Lu Rang’s chin with a fingertip and smiled unhurriedly. “Didn’t you say you’d be obedient? Let’s see how obedient you are now.” "The championship, the sky-high tips, and my boyfriend are all mine." The game is entirely fictional. One-on-one, pure romance. Theme: True love is what matters most.