The World-Weary Hated One at the Noble Academy Just Wants to Coast

[Cover art by the author]

Here are two upcoming novels I’d love to recommend:

Transmigrate into an Angsty Novel and Drive the Whole World Crazy

The Sickly, Universally Hated One Only Wants to Die

If they sound interesting, please add them to your favorites! ~

Synopsis:

Xuan Jiu transmigrated into a book.

He opened and closed his eyes, then woke up in an unfamiliar world. He learned that, because of his unusual soul, he had been chosen by a cannon-fodder System calling itself Number 396. It forcibly bound itself to him and ordered him to carry out cannon-fodder missions.

396: [As a cannon-fodder System, our mission is to help the Host play the cannon-fodder role, paving the way for the protagonists to reach their ending!]

Xuan Jiu sneered. “Get lost.”

396: [If the Host refuses to cooperate, you will be punished with electric shocks. In the end, the world’s will will reject your soul, and you’ll meet the miserable end of being reduced to nothing.]

Xuan Jiu, who had only just died a miserable death: “Whatever.”

*

A Little Sweetness in the Clouds is a wish-fulfillment novel about a character adored by everyone.

When Xuan Jiu first transmigrated, he took on the identity of the original Xuan Jiuqing. At the worst possible time, he had already offended a lot of people, including the protagonist.

Xuan Jiu glanced coldly at the protagonist’s group. Remembering the brainless plot the System had told him about, irritation rose in his heart. What’s wrong with you? Leave me alone.

*

The Xuan family’s fake young master was notorious for his wicked ways, cold and gloomy, a stark contrast to the innocent, genuine young master they’d just brought home. But gradually, everyone noticed that Xuan Jiuqing had changed.

The young man stopped causing trouble. His presence was cold and aloof, and he stood out at the art academy like an unattainable flower on a mountaintop. Nothing but art could catch his eye.

Xuan Jiu adapted well and enjoyed his comfortable life.

396 grew so anxious that it was practically sweating: [Host, if you don’t get on with the missions, you really will die!]

Xuan Jiu replied unhurriedly: “Can’t I enjoy myself first?”

*

Lately, the protagonist’s group had become incredibly annoying.

The Xuan family, who had suddenly become far too attentive to him; the gentle, talented student council president; the arrogant, wild school bully; the aloof heartthrob from the art academy; and his rich playboy friend, famous for selling jade.

Even the protagonist’s love interest’s obsessive childhood friend, who saw Xuan Jiuqing as a thorn in his side. Instead of going after Xuan Mingyun, these “love interests” had all started clinging to him.

Xuan Jiu was fed up. He ignored them all and continued devoting himself to art.

396 belatedly realized: [Don’t the love interests look at the Host a little… strangely?]

*

[The author’s ultimate unhinged fantasy. I’m the poster child for dropping stories. This is just for my own amusement.]

[Important: Xuan Jiuqing and the Xuan family are not related by blood!!!]

More upcoming novels. Feel free to add them to your favorites, you beautiful souls!

Transmigrate into an Angsty Novel and Drive the Whole World Crazy

Synopsis:

Tang An died, then came back to life. His soul transmigrated into a book, into the body of a useless character hated by everyone.

What gave him a headache was that this world came from a novel he’d read out of boredom: a melodramatic mess full of adored-by-everyone characters and love-triangle rivalries. The character he’d transmigrated into was also called Tang An, the perfect foil to the universally adored protagonist, and very much hated by everyone.

Just thinking about how the original Tang An had been bullied and abused in every possible way, used as a substitute and pushed around, unloved by both his father and mother, living every day as a doormat, made Tang An want to spit blood.

The newly arrived Tang An calmly looked at the string of hypocritical, repulsive faces before him. Remembering how the original Tang An had lived a miserable life and ultimately died like a discarded pawn in the street, with no one to claim his body, the young man raised his eyebrows, rolled up his sleeves, and smiled. “It’s fine. I’ll go completely insane. :)”

*

Everyone thought Tang An was a rat living in a gutter, unworthy of being mentioned in the same breath as the dazzling third young master of the Tang family. He’d merely gotten lucky when the Tang family head adopted him.

The two had similar looks, but their temperaments and backgrounds were worlds apart. Tang Yi was noble and graceful in everything he did, while Tang An was a timid, gloomy, withdrawn child picked up from an orphanage, not fit to hold a candle to Tang Yi.

Everyone mocked him and sneered at him. Jealous that he got to live with Tang Yi, they humiliated him in every way, and some even treated him as Tang Yi’s substitute, summoning him whenever they wanted and dismissing him at will.

Tang An lived like a dog, becoming Tang Yi’s shadow. Only before he died did he learn that he was nothing but a living vessel meant to keep Tang Yi alive. The Tang family head had never adopted him from the orphanage to save him. It was a road leading straight to hell.

*

Tang An died alone, then was reborn from despair. Heaven seemed to be playing a joke on him, pouring another bucket of cold water over his already-frozen heart. When the people who bullied him shoved him into a pool, Tang An obediently closed his eyes, thinking: Maybe it’s better to die.

When he opened his eyes again, another burning soul had joined his body. The soul said its name was Tang An, too. Like a blazing fire, it burned everything to ashes without restraint. In the abyss of endless darkness, Tang An saw the light for the first time.

The Sickly, Universally Hated One Only Wants to Die

Synopsis:

Ling Li died once. After being reborn, he’d had enough.

He wouldn’t struggle, seek love, or hope for anyone again. He wouldn’t even expect anyone to treat him like a person.

It would be best if they thought he was already dead.

“Want to humiliate me? Get in line. Want to save me? Too late. Want to love me? You’re crazy.”

Having lived another life, he no longer wanted to fight for anything. He had no patience for his former bullies, his hypocritical adoptive parents, the true young master who had reclaimed his family name, or his childhood friend and fiancé, who had toyed with him like a puppet.

Everything about them disgusted him. With his frail body, Ling Li figured he might as well cough, faint, and vomit blood. It was easier than getting involved.

The true young master, just about to make things difficult for Ling Li: “Wait, I haven’t even done anything. Why has he collapsed?”

The bully who’d been throwing his weight around: “Stop pretending to be pitiful, damn it! He really doesn’t want to live…!”

When his hypocritical fiancé tried to win him over, Ling Li smiled knowingly. “Want to build a relationship with me? Sure. Start by getting to know that coffin. You’ll need it for our ghost marriage.”

His childhood friends watched him like hungry wolves, but Ling Li ignored them. Their true feelings, whether sincere or false, had nothing to do with him. He closed his eyes and waited peacefully for death.

Ling Li thought he’d simply spend the rest of his life in weary boredom. He never expected that looking so much like a corpse while still alive would make him even more irresistible.

Ling Li calmly watched as everything repeated itself, almost exactly as it had in his previous life. There was one thing he couldn’t understand: someone he’d barely remembered from his previous life kept showing up in front of him in this one.

No one cared when he cried before. Now that he was silent as snow, everyone was going crazy.

But he never noticed the craziest one of all.

*

Xie E had lost his beloved treasure three times.

The first time was when he was eight. He caught one fleeting glimpse of the boy in the hospital. The child was lovely, with clear, sparkling eyes like glass beads.

Everyone avoided Xie E as if he were a snake, covered as he was in wounds. But the boy came toward him with a candy stick between his teeth and light in his eyes. A soft, fragrant embroidered handkerchief patted Xie E’s face. “Does it hurt?” the child asked in a tender voice.

That day, the brilliant red clouds reflected in the boy’s eyes were branded into Xie E’s heart. He would carry their memory for seven years.

When they met again, the boy had grown into an outstanding young man. He’d shed his youthful awkwardness and become even more dazzling. The young master of the Ling family was like a prince, surrounded by admirers wherever he went, the focus of countless gazes.

Xie E was overjoyed to have him back, trembling all over with excitement. But the news that the Ling and Liu families had arranged the young man’s engagement extinguished the fire in Xie E’s heart.

From then on, Xie E became a caged beast, hidden from the light. He buried every dark, damp longing deep inside and dared only to hide in the shadows, silently watching over the young man from behind.

The third time they met was in front of a coffin in a funeral hall. The glass treasure he’d guarded his whole life… shattered before his eyes.

The light he could never have and never touch had been trampled underfoot and discarded. In the end, it broke into thousands of pieces. The glassy eyes that had once shone beneath the red clouds now held nothing but deathly silence.

Xie E made the most insane decision of his life. Ignoring everyone’s protests, he forcibly took the young man’s ashes home to the Xie family cemetery. After taking revenge on everyone, he chose to end his own life at the young man’s grave.

Everyone thought Xie E was a mad dog who bit anyone in his path, a cruel and heartless scourge born straight from the underworld.

Everyone said Xie E had gone mad, and that he’d become even more deranged after the Ling family’s fake young master died.

*

After ending it all, Xie E returned to the cold grave and pressed an unbearably gentle, unhurried kiss to the gravestone. An old, wrinkled embroidered handkerchief was clenched in his fist. Not a drop of the blood on him had stained it.

Beneath a sky filled with fiery red clouds, Xie E closed his eyes, satisfied…

I’m not crazy. He’s dead, and I simply don’t want to live anymore.

I was born under an unlucky star, but you were the only good luck I ever had.

[World-weary, cold, and determined to die, a sharp-tongued, sickly beauty on the receiving end x devoted ghostly dog, scheming green-tea male mom, vying and fighting for his love, utterly unhinged pursuer]

[The crematorium won’t take him back. His ashes are scattered and gone.]

[A story about a broken, frail, beautiful and tragic character: a resilient little glass doll who, reborn into a second life, is alive in body but dead inside, with a delightfully unhinged state of mind.]

[A mutually redemptive love story, with a mad dog picking up the shattered pieces of his little glass doll, mending them, wiping away the dust, and helping him shine again.]

Theme: Live a confident, beautiful life. Anyone can be the protagonist.