All the Top-Tier Alphas Covet My Differentiation

"You said I could stay alive by being a little sidekick, so why is everyone waiting for me to present?"

Yu Yao transmigrates into an ABO aristocratic school novel as the shared little sidekick of the F4. The System warns him sternly: [Stick close to the powerful guys and follow the plot obediently, or you won't live to see eighteen.]

⊙△⊙! That's terrifying!

Yu Yao hurriedly agrees. "Got it! I'll do my best!"

The System assigns him a task: [According to the plot, you need to carry F1's luggage.]

"On it!" He obediently gets to work, huffing and puffing as soon as he gets out of the car, struggling with the suitcase.

But...

"Yu Yao." F1 looks down at him imperiously, picks him up like a cat, and sits him on the suitcase. "What did you promise me, hmm?"

Yu Yao murmurs a reply, his whole body turning red as the rich scent of cedar overwhelms him.

He also follows the original plot diligently, helping F2 sort sheet music, picking out gifts for F3, and helping F4 bully the protagonist...

But...

At a concert attended by thousands, F2 names his new piano piece after Yu Yao. Under the spotlight, the cool and aloof piano prince's gaze cuts through the crowd and settles on him, his lips forming words that vanish in an instant.

Beside a crackling fireplace, F3 lowers his eyes and clasps Yu Yao's slender ankle. His scorching breath sweeps over Yu Yao's calf as he winds a necklace said to seal a love match again and again around his snow-white skin.

Amid the thick white snow, F4 sheds his usual coldness. His tall frame bends slightly, his cool sandalwood scent hemming Yu Yao in completely. He leans down to brush Yu Yao's earlobe and murmurs hoarsely, "Baby Yao Yao... when will you finally present as an Omega?"

Faced with the increasingly uncontrollable F4, Yu Yao hurriedly covers the back of his neck and sobs, "Stop biting me. It hurts..."

But the Alphas only crowd around him more tightly.

"Present already, baby." Someone presses against his lips, rubbed red, and whispers, "We can't wait any longer."

St. Edmund Queen's Academy has been turned upside down lately.

At the start of the new term, a pretty new face appears out of nowhere at the sides of the academy's four most distinguished top-tier Alphas.

Onlookers shake their heads with a knowing tut. "What a shame to have such a pretty face. Those princelings are difficult enough to deal with as it is, and the admirers behind those four top Alphas are no pushovers either."

This poor, fragile beauty will probably be torn to shreds and thrown out by the Alphas' fan clubs in just a few days.

But no one expected that this delicate, soft-looking beauty wouldn't be torn apart at all. Instead, he would thrive at St. Edmund's.

Where are the fan clubs? Where are the admirers? The onlookers stare in confusion. Have they changed their ways?

The fan club members: We're busy cheering on our little Yu beauty. Don't @ us!

[TIPS]

1. This is a fictional Western setting. Please don't associate it with the real world.

2. This is a one-to-many romance, so don't pick a single love interest. All the love interests are virgins. The latter part of the story includes mysteries about the protagonist's background and his career.

Little treasures, you can add my upcoming stories to your reading lists in advance. Once they have enough saves, I'll launch them one after another at the end of the year!

Upcoming Story 1: Straight-Laced Cool Guy, Temple God Protagonist

The Run-Down Temple Owes Me a Trending Topic

Bai Jing'an died, and it was a pretty unfair death. He jumped into the water to save someone, but the other person not only failed to appreciate it, they left him behind to die as soon as they got ashore.

When he opens his eyes again, he's become an asset bound to a run-down temple.

The good news: he's been reborn and got his life back.

The bad news: he comes with a rotten System that shocks his butt if he fails to complete tasks, as well as a nasty debuff that turns him into a puppy from time to time.

Forced to find a new line of work, Bai Jing'an says: Thanks for asking. I'm at a temple, I've just become a wild god, and my services include, but aren't limited to, physical exorcisms (swinging bricks), relationship counseling (listening with a stony face), family mediation (knocking someone out with one punch), and granting wishes (within reason).

Don't ask. I'm a cool-guy temple god, facing tribulations online.

Send me 50 in incense money, and I'll hear out your revenge plan.

Just as he and his temple, along with a childhood friend who showed up on his own, are finally settling into a decent little life, Bai Jing'an's awful relatives find him:

What? That freak they banished didn't die after all, and now he's a metaphysics top-tier star everyone's talking about online?

How can that be?!

The Bai family buys one trending topic after another to smear him and puts out one hit piece after another, but they can only watch as his livestreams get more popular by the day and his business keeps booming.

"Stop worshipping him! That sham temple and its evil god were started by an unfilial son. It's all a scam!" his scumbag father roars.

Bai Jing'an, a lollipop in his mouth, kicks a malicious ghost flying and calmly continues his livestream. "Tsk. Old man, you'd be a lot more convincing if you weren't wearing my ghost-repelling talisman around your neck."

He gives a faintly amused smile. "Done so many shameful things you're afraid of ghosts?"

Upcoming Story 2: Tigerish, Bold-Featured Straight-A Beauty Protagonist

Clueless Straight-A Alpha Trapped in an Aristocratic Academy Love Triangle

Everyone says that top Alphas only feel aversion and loathing toward each other, never friendship.

Ying Xianqing scoffs at the idea.

He and his childhood friend grew up inseparable. Only the collapse of heaven and earth could break up their friendship.

But one day, his world comes crashing down.

He wakes up in his childhood friend's bed, aching all over, and stares at their intertwined bodies. For the first time, he understands despair.

Ying Xianqing: Bro, I think we can still salvage our friendship.

Childhood friend: No. You were enjoying yourself too much. I'm homophobic.

He tries hard to win his friend back, but only drives him to avoid Ying Xianqing more and more. After a vivid dream, he realizes the truth about this world:

It turns out this world is an aristocratic school novel, and the main characters are his best friend and a new transfer student from a poor background. He's just a supporting character with a pretty bad ending.

To save his fate, he recruits boyfriends overnight.

His short-tempered rival lowers his head to sniff the back of Ying Xianqing's neck. "A fake relationship? I don't do fake. If you want to be with me, you've got to take this seriously. Don't move. First, give me a kiss."

A gentle upperclassman brushes the hair from his ear. "Why didn't Qingqing come ask me? If you want me, I'm always available."

Everyone at the academy: Pick me! Pick me! Pick me!

After finally getting his love life on stable footing, he takes his boyfriends to meet his childhood friend. But before his friend can say a word, the transfer student rushes over, eyes red with anger. "You've dated so many people, so why isn't it my turn yet? I refuse to believe you don't have feelings for me!"

Ying Xianqing looks from one to the other, horrified. "You two aren't dating?"

His childhood friend finally loses his composure and grabs his hand. "I waited so long for you to get a clue, and all I got was an entire academy full of rivals?"

The academy's pretty Alpha finally falls out with the people around him, and everyone celebrates in secret.

But before they can even enjoy the moment, he has a new crowd of admirers trailing behind him.

Fine. If that's the way it is, one more won't make a difference, and one less won't either. Everyone happily crowds around him, eager to chat with the beauty.

Ying Xianqing struggles to escape his boyfriends' arms, his vision going dark. I can barely handle this already. Stay back!

Upcoming Story 3: Cool, Alluring, Sickly Protagonist

After the Virtual Rose Awakens

Every horror story has a character like this: beautiful as a fragile glass doll, so delicate that a breeze might knock him over, and possessed of a naive kindness. He moves among the male characters, unwittingly stirring up conflict within the group, only to meet a tragic death in the end, all for the audience's entertainment.

Jing Ci is, unfortunately, exactly that kind of character.

Until the day he sits in the car of his blond boyfriend, the baseball team captain, and suddenly awakens to his own consciousness.

Rain lashes the windshield, blurring it with warped streaks. He stares at his pale, terrified face in the rearview mirror and suddenly feels a clear, piercing fear he never experienced while the plot controlled him.

He begins to tremble with fear.

But the force of the plot drives him onward. Trapped with a group of friends straight out of a horror movie in the rain-soaked mountains, he has no choice but to take shelter in a gloomy old castle that looms in the darkness like a monstrous beast.

Those clammy gazes, the reflections lurking deep in the mirrors, those strange reliefs...

Their eyes burn with greed, their covetousness and malice on full display.

They want him dead.

People are forced into this eternal-night horror game, struggling to survive in one terrifying scenario after another.

Gradually, some players notice that every scenario features an excessively beautiful NPC:

He is both alluring and coolly aloof, with a touch of innocence, like a frozen rose trapped beneath a glass dome. As the plot unfolds, monsters kill him again and again, giving a vivid performance of death and violence as a kind of beauty.

Players fear his beauty, so exquisite it seems inhuman, yet are entranced by the beads of blood clinging to his lashes as he lies near death.

They call him the Virtual Rose.

My concurrent 480,000-character quick transmigration story, in which the protagonist is adored by everyone, is complete. Come give it a read!

The Natural Flirt Gets Tangled Up with a Brooding Ghost

Lu Yanzhou is first targeted in the first mission world.

The young detective seems cold on the surface, but secretly keeps tracing his outline with a gaze both burning and clammy.

His personal space is invaded, a tracker is installed on his phone, and even as he sleeps, he's subjected to the other's wet kisses. Like a beast lying in wait, the man gradually hems him in, waiting for the right moment to swallow him whole.

The System detects something abnormal and urgently requests that the mission be terminated. But Lu Yanzhou only twirls the detective's hair with amusement, a few traces of languid coaxing blooming at the corners of his eyes and brows.

The System, seeing more than it ever expected: ...

In every world that follows, Lu Yanzhou faces brooding stares and forceful possession. As if bound to him, the other man finds him again and again, sharing intimate whispers, kisses, and tangled embraces.

In every life, forever without end.

The System sounds the alarm countless times, but can only watch as Lu Yanzhou navigates the edge of danger, blossoming more the more perilous it gets, becoming more captivating the more forbidden it is.

In short, it's a lovely story about a naturally alluring beauty who gets tangled up with a brooding ghost every time he goes on a mission.

[If you like it, little treasures, please add it to your reading list. There's more in my author page!]

Theme: Love every day of life.