Flirting with the Movie Emperor Every Day

I'm enthusiastically recommending my new ongoing story: My School's Most Hated Guy Is Caught in an F4 Love Triangle. After a misstep sent modern-day college student Wu Yan tumbling off a cliff, he transmigrated into a mindless cannon-fodder character from a hit novel. The cannon fodder was extraordinarily beautiful, but had a terrible temper, picking fights and kicking people at every turn. Unfortunately, his body was as weak as a willow branch, and he needed expensive special medication every day just to stay alive. His arranged-marriage partner, however, was Pei Jin, the hottest movie star around. Wu Yan slammed his hand on the table and declared, “A handsome, affordable husband comes free with this marriage. How could I pass up a chance to eat the meat right in front of me?” Unfortunately, fate had other plans. The damn plot had reached the part where he threw away all the gifts Pei Jin sent him and declared he would never marry him! Wu Yan fell silent for three seconds, then pulled out his phone, found Pei Jin's contact, and sent him a remorseful kitten emoji with the message: “You know I never had a husband growing up, so now that I finally have one, I'm still getting used to it.” At their engagement party, Wu Yan hated drinking, but there were always clueless people trying to make him drink. When faced with someone being malicious, he sometimes wished he were an octopus, so he could slap eight people at once. After finally getting rid of the annoying pests, he sat down alone on a sofa, the alcohol flushing his cheeks. When he saw Pei Jin walking over, he threw himself into the man's arms, leaned in with a red face, and said, “So many people say I have a sweet mouth. Want to try it?” At his parents' insistence, Pei Jin had no choice but to marry the young master of the Wu family. He'd heard the young man's reputation was less than stellar. He planned to humor his parents for now, then divorce him after three or five years. But the more time he spent with Wu Yan, the more he found him intriguing. Wu Yan would throw himself into Pei Jin's arms, blushing and acting coy; call him 'hubby' with a pitiful look; and pin him against the wall like a puffed-up kitten. During an interview, a reporter bluntly asked, “I've heard that you and your partner are only in a business marriage and have no feelings for each other. Would you consider getting divorced in the future?” Pei Jin put away his phone after replying to a message and chuckled. “Of course not. You have no idea how cute he is.” The person he'd just been messaging was Wu Yan: [Wu Yan: Hubby, I know you're the best QWQ] [Pei Jin: Baby, acting cute won't help. As punishment for not taking your medicine on time, you have to follow the lines you sent me tonight, okay?] [Bonus Scene] A photo of Pei Jin being intimate with the rising star Dang Dan was leaked, instantly taking the top spot on the trending list. As rumors flooded the internet, Wu Yan grabbed Pei Jin's hand and said in a plaintive voice, “Hubby, say something. Are you going to leave me...” Pei Jin, usually so composed, was immediately heartbroken. He crouched in front of Wu Yan and gently wiped away his tears, soothing him. “There, there. Don't cry. I never said I was leaving you.” At that, Wu Yan, who had been crying pitifully just a moment ago, instantly stopped crying and pulled out a household registration booklet he'd prepared in advance, stuffing it into Pei Jin's arms. “Then let's go register our marriage right now.” That night, the trending list exploded. At the very top was Wu Yan's new post: [Everyone else acts one way in front of Teacher Pei and another behind his back. Teacher Pei and I are the only ones who do it 13 times face-to-face and 14 times behind closed doors.] TOP 1: #Movie Star Pei spotted at the civil affairs bureau, seemingly making a public declaration of his relationship with Young Master Wu# Flirtatious, scheming, sickly beauty bottom who says the wildest things x rational, steady movie star top whose style gets led astray Blurb for an upcoming story Qing Que was at the very bottom of the social ladder at an elite boys' school: weak, timid, and cowardly. By chance, he acquired a handbook that clearly listed its user guide and rules. Rule One: The handbook's tasks refresh at seven every morning. Complete one to earn a beauty-enhancing reward. Rule Two: The target is chosen at random and cannot be changed. Rule Three: Think a question silently, and you can communicate with me. Rule Four: Be careful not to let anyone else discover that I exist. The boy in the mirror had skin as white as snow, crimson lips, and a pair of breathtaking violet eyes. A hint of melancholy lingered between his delicate brows. Silver hair fell over his shoulders, lending him a fragile air. But in the blink of an eye, his reflection changed back to its ordinary appearance. Qing Que coughed softly twice, peered through his gloomy hair that covered his eyes, and asked timidly, “Will becoming beautiful actually help?” A line of text slowly appeared on the handbook in front of him: Don't you want to get revenge on the people who bullied you? Use that increasingly beautiful face of yours to make them fall for you, unable to pull away. Make them feel the pain of being abandoned. The elite boys' school was full of rich heirs with powerful families. Four of them stood above the rest, known as the F4. F1: Fu Siyan, the school's undisputed heartthrob, a favored son of heaven and captain of the swimming team. Tall and handsome, with an exceptionally powerful family background, a defined V-line and a lean, muscular physique. Cold by nature. F2: Lin Xiyang, born into a family of scholars and now the student council president. His deep eyes shimmered like stars. Black-rimmed glasses perched on his high nose, giving him a refined, scholarly air. He was kind to everyone. F3: Su Yu, the school's notorious playboy, with dyed red hair. He was charming, capricious, and rebellious, and he played basketball too. He had always done whatever he pleased. F4: He Shuozhou, gloomy and hard to approach. Rumor had it that he had many unusual, secret fetishes, so plenty of people feared him but still wanted to get close to him and rise to success. Qing Que had thought it would be just like in the stories: set up a few chance encounters to lure them in, give them a taste of sweetness, and they'd obediently listen to him and become the sharpest blades in his hands. But later, more and more people flocked to him, fighting to become the most obedient dog at his side. Qing Que, his face pale, kept retreating, biting his lip in confusion. He only wanted a few useful weapons. Why were they all rushing to become tail-wagging little dogs? Fu Siyan rushed over and pulled him into his arms. Lin Xiyang, his face full of concern, comforted him gently. He Shuozhou looked gloomy, but held out the chocolate he'd just bought to Qing Que's lips. Short-tempered Su Yu cursed furiously, smashing several expensive decorations. “Get lost, all of you! Don't scare the little sparrow I've raised to death!” What do you mean, a drab little sparrow? He's clearly a beautiful canary. Theme: Love is a hand that reaches out, then draws back.