[I originally planned to start posting in April, but work has been too busy and I don’t have enough chapters saved up. I’m worried I won’t be able to update regularly, so I won’t be starting just yet. (I’m down on my knees, everyone _(:з)∠)_)]
Jian Mingshu died of a heart attack from working overtime.
Jian Mingshu came back to life and was bound to a check-in System.
Remembering the exposés about celebrities’ incomes that he had read in his previous life, Jian Mingshu didn’t hesitate. He raced into show business with his golden finger.
“My standards aren’t high. I don’t need to become a top-tier star earning hundreds of millions a year. A third-tier star making ten million a year would be fine too.”
Perhaps heaven was looking out for him. His career went unusually smoothly this time, and he was about to exceed his goal.
Then a variety show asked him to post on his social media. He wasn’t supposed to name anyone, just write two words: “Miss you.” The guest who received the fewest replies by the end of filming would be punished.
Jian Mingshu silently posted.
The good news: he didn’t get the fewest replies.
The bad news: several of the comments were from top-tier stars, each of whom could cause an uproar in show business all on their own.
Jian Mingshu: QAQ
He’d rather be punished!
The fans of these people were terrifyingly combative. No! Not his ten million a year!
After the show aired, Jian Mingshu anxiously searched for related posts. The first result was:
[Ahhhhh, the couple I ship is real!!!]
“I told you no one would criticize you.” The internationally famous boy band’s top-tier star leader, known to the public for his brazen confidence, wrapped an arm around his waist and rested his chin on Jian Mingshu’s shoulder. Leaning in from behind, he kissed his ear. “So who were you thinking of that day?”
After using an energy potion from the System’s shop to ease his physical exhaustion, Jian Mingshu ran into the currently hottest award-winning actor backstage at an event the next day.
The other man pinned him down and kissed him in his motorhome, asking, “Was it me?”
The aloof star who ruled the music scene: “I missed you too.”
The esports champion who had won so many trophies he could barely hold them all: “Look into my eyes and say it again.”
Faced with one tall, long-legged, energetic and insatiable man after another, Jian Mingshu silently exchanged for more throat lozenges, energy potions, and ointment for removing marks...
It seemed his golden finger was being used for rather strange things~
Never mind, an annual income of hundreds of millions was within reach!
Content warnings:
* The protagonist is career-minded and naturally careless with others’ feelings.
* I don’t follow celebrities. This is my take on show business, with wish-fulfillment and familiar tropes. Please don’t associate it with real life.
* The plot may include a lot of shipping content, such as forum posts, comments, and on-screen comments. Please read with care.
Theme: Pursuing a better life
