Jiang Yumiao scrolled through Love Mailbox's official account and discovered that seven guests had already been announced. There was only one left.
The remaining guest was... the obscure writer.
He immediately began to panic.
He had just checked his phone's WeChat and contacts, but he hadn't found contact details for anyone working on Love Mailbox. Apparently, he hadn't gotten in touch with the production team yet. So was he supposed to join the show or not?
Didn't most people who transmigrated into novels get a system? Why wasn't there a system to guide me? I'm so lost!
Beset by worry, Jiang Yumiao kept checking his phone, frantically absorbing all kinds of information about this world.
He even visited a gossip forum to browse rumors about Love Mailbox.
A few posts caught his eye.
[Here's some gossip: that Dating Reality Show that's already announced seven guests isn't holding off on announcing the last one on purpose. They just haven't found anyone suitable yet.]
[I heard the director's met several candidates and hasn't been happy with any of them. Filming starts in just twenty days. Who knows what criteria they're using to pick their guests.]
[They've announced four Alphas, two Betas, and one Omega so far. Going by Love Mailbox's usual lineup of four As, two Bs, and two Os, all we know is that the last guest has to be an Omega.]
An Omega...
Recalling the original novel, Jiang Yumiao reached up to touch the back of his neck. Sure enough, a gland patch covered it.
I'm an Omega!
Could it be... that the original novel is influencing things, and they're waiting for me to apply? Even if I'm just a background extra on the Dating Reality Show, I'm still one of the named guests in the original novel.
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