No Shipping Moms Allowed

Synopsis:

Wen Chao joins an amateur outdoor survival show for the money. On the very first day, a constantly refreshing barrage of comments appears before his eyes.

"Baby, you're a sweet, soft little cake. Kisses."

"So submissive, love it, submissive to death."

"I remember the author gave Baby three husbands. They take turns, one each day, and the seventh day lets Baby rest so he doesn't get worn out."

"That's way too cruel. The three should go all at once. I'm sure Baby has the stamina for it. What's three little dicks?"

Once Wen Chao understands what the comments are implying, his vision goes black. Then he uses an AI search to look up the terms, and his future looks even bleaker.

You bastard author, may you spend your whole life making me the submissive one, you son of a...!

Facing the cold, arrogant young master, Top One:

Comments: The colder you act, the more you want him in private. You even secretly get off thinking about him.

Wen Chao's eyes go wide with shock: Huh??? Don't come near me!

Facing the volatile rich kid, Top Two:

Comments: You seem to bully him, but every time you catch him glaring at you behind your back, you get so worked up you can't help yourself.

Wen Chao's face twists in misery: What are you doing?! What is this?! Don't come near me!!!

Facing the smiling schemer, Top Three, who loves pranks and often teams up with the rich kid:

Comments: This top is the most devious. After he and Top Two bully him, he whispers in Top Two's ear, secretly competing with him for the guy.

Wen Chao is on the verge of a complete breakdown: All of you, stay away from me!!! I'm straight, so stop making me the submissive one!!! Wouldn't it be better for social harmony if you put all that energy into pursuing beautiful women?

Surrounded on all sides, with men left and right, Wen Chao has nowhere to run and is utterly despairing.

As he stares blankly into space, a panda charm falls from his backpack. A fellow contestant picks it up and holds it out to him. "Hi, you dropped this."

Wen Chao cautiously reaches out. "Thank you."

Comments: Who's this? Definitely not a top. Just some extra. Skip him.

Wen Chao suddenly looks up, eyes brimming with tears, and grabs the fellow contestant's wrist. "Thank you for picking up my stuff. I'll share my bread with you. Would you be my survival partner?"

"I mean, would you be my good friend?"

His new partner and friend is gentle and considerate, knows how to keep his distance and show respect, and Wen Chao can no longer see the comments. Under his new partner's protection, he lets out a long breath of relief.

At last, he's escaped the fate of being cast as the submissive one and preserved his dignity as a straight man.

"Chaochao." A peeled grape is held up to his mouth.

"Huh?" Wen Chao opens his mouth and swallows it, then chews with puffed-out cheeks.

"You know that being my good partner and good friend also means being my wife, right?"

Wen Chao: "???"

Come on, man. Are you going to make me the submissive one too?

Theme: Never let money destroy your character.