How Was He This Handsome?

"Baby, show me some love..."

Yu Xiuyuan had worked from home late into the night, then opened his treasured study materials for the first time in ages.

The next second, his vision went black. His head felt ready to split, and everything blurred.

Through the haze, a lean waist turned away.

That waist... narrow and supple, swaying gently, was outrageously seductive. Even hotter than what he'd just been watching...

It made his heart pound and his blood race.

He'd never felt so attracted to anyone.

If he could land a man like that, even dying would be worth it.

He shook his head. The headache gradually eased, his vision cleared, and an affected voice reached his ears.

"Xiao Yu, how can you be so overbearing? I know you're doing this for..."

As though there were something he couldn't say outright, the speaker paused before continuing, "That's why you deliberately approached God Yun, but you can't force him to share a room with you."

"You've gone too far. You're my best friend. I can't just stand by."

God Yun? Who? Doing this for what?

Why was it suddenly daylight? Where was this?

A jumble of memories surfaced in his mind.

Yun Chuan, the nation's beloved award-winning actor, was practically a god. His fans called him "God Yun."

After a long moment, Yu Xiuyuan realized he'd transmigrated into a novel.

After working from home late into the night, he'd diligently tried to keep studying, only for his heart to stop. He'd croaked, then transmigrated into a showbiz novel.

Fuck!

His lifelong reputation!

He hadn't closed his study materials!!

Just end the world already!!!

Even if he had no family or friends, they couldn't give him a death like that! What a disgrace!

Ha. "It made his heart pound and his blood race"?

Hahaha. "He'd never felt so attracted to anyone"?

He'd thought he was finally getting somewhere, falling for a gorgeous face and meeting the man of his dreams.

Turned out he'd fucking died of sudden cardiac arrest. Of course his heart had been pounding!

Well, he couldn't really blame himself for misunderstanding. He had no experience with this, after all.

Next time. He'd know next time.

Exactly. Work and money were all he cared about. When he had needs, he just watched some study materials.

How could the mere sight of a man's back possibly set him on fire?

Was he the sort to get horny over a pretty face?

Sheer slander!

Sorting through the jumble of memories, he found that he'd become Yu Xiuyuan, an entertainer with the same name and a thoroughly trashed reputation.

He was the designated stepping stone for Wen Lin, the "delicate but resilient" Protagonist Shou.

They were currently on the live set of a Dating Reality Show. Everyone else had gone to their rooms, leaving only him and Wen Lin behind.

Yu Xiuyuan gathered his thoughts and steadied himself. Fine. A different world. He'd make do.

He smiled at the slender, delicate man before him.

Wen Lin, the original owner's best friend.

He said mockingly, "Your best friend? I'm not so sure about that."

"God Yun himself hasn't said anything, but you've jumped out to defend him. If you really had my best interests at heart, wouldn't you do this off camera? Are you sure this isn't deliberate?"

Wen Lin froze. Since when had the stupid, obedient Yu Xiuyuan suddenly grown a brain?

After two seconds, his eyes abruptly reddened. "Xiao Yu, how could you think that of me? I only warned you because I was afraid the award-winning actor Yun would dislike you. If I hurt you, I apologize."

His fingertips tightly gripped the hem of his shirt. His brows knitted slightly, his pretty little face flushed, and he looked utterly wronged and ready to cry.

Yu Xiuyuan couldn't help marveling. No wonder he was the Protagonist Shou. That little face really was beautiful.

Too bad he was a two-faced little bitch.

Yu Xiuyuan offered a sincere compliment. "You look so pretty when you cry. Almost like you rehearsed it. Could you teach me?"

Wen Lin was stunned. What was wrong with Yu Xiuyuan? Had he noticed something?

No way. He was far too stupid.

Wen Lin discreetly drew a breath, stepped forward, and affectionately took Yu Xiuyuan's hand. "Don't be like this, Xiao Yu. I know you like God Yun. You came on this show for him, didn't you?"

Yu Xiuyuan knew he was setting another trap.

He wanted to see just how Wen Lin planned to screw him over this time.

"Of course. We're talking about God Yun. Who wouldn't like him?"

After that remark, he didn't even need to think to know Yun's fans must have wanted to tear him apart alive.

Easy. Don't tear him apart yet. Just wait.

"I know you like him. Although I'm worried you might cause God Yun trouble, everyone has the right to pursue love, after all. I'll support you."

Yu Xiuyuan put on a look of shock and hurriedly shook off his hand. "Wen Lin, have you lost your mind?"

"What?" Wen Lin looked bewildered.

"That's God Yun! I came here as a fan, and you're telling me to pursue him?

"I'm hated all over the internet, and you want me to chase him? Wouldn't that just disgust him?

"My reputation might be bad, but I'm not that shameless."

Wen Lin's expression stiffened. He quickly tried to signal something to Yu Xiuyuan with his eyes. "Xiao Yu, stop denying it. I know you like God Yun. Otherwise, you wouldn't have insisted on sharing a room with him."

Yu Xiuyuan took two steps back to distance himself. "That's so I can be God Yun's goalkeeper and protect his virtue.

"Who the hell am I to deserve to like God Yun?

"Out of all of us, sharing with me is the safest option for God Yun." His voice rang with fervor and absolute conviction.

Wen Lin gritted his teeth, and even the live comments stalled.

"..."

"Uh..."

"A fucking goalkeeper."

"He... kind of has a point??"

"Um... that twist gave me whiplash."

"With a face that ugly, at least he knows his place."

Ignoring whatever twitch had seized Wen Lin's eyes, Yu Xiuyuan began to feel a toothache coming on.

He remembered that, just moments earlier, the original owner had brazenly assigned himself to a room with Yun Chuan without consulting anyone. The award-winning actor was a clean freak with zero romantic scandals-the kind where anyone who tried to get linked to him was doomed.

And Yun himself had actually accepted it without objection?!

For some reason, the production team hadn't objected either.

He couldn't imagine how wild the livestream comments must be right now.

No one who tried to exploit a connection to God Yun ever came to a good end.

He was already hated across the internet. Now the difficulty had gone straight to hell mode.

Why couldn't he have transmigrated ten minutes earlier!

Just ten minutes!

That was barely enough time for the boss's opening remarks at a weekly meeting!!

Yu Xiuyuan fell apart. Pressing his palms together, he begged every higher power he could think of, channeling Keyun, Ziwei, and Erkang in turn. Please, if he killed himself now, could he transmigrate back?

If he went back now, there was still time to close his study materials...

After a long while, he decided he didn't dare gamble and resigned himself to his fate.

Looking around, he discovered Wen Lin had already returned to his room. Only the original owner's suitcase remained in the living room.

He checked the time. It was already nine thirty, and the production team had told them to gather downstairs at ten. He needed to hurry.

Though he was a little afraid to face Yun alone, he'd have to face the music sooner or later.

He picked up the suitcase-

Uh-that was awkward. He hadn't managed to lift it.

Did the original owner not work out at all?

He used to work out twice a week. He'd had just the right amount of lean muscle, a slim waist, long legs, and plenty of admirers. He'd simply been too busy making money to date. Now all of that was gone.

Oh well. Out with the old, in with the new.

Putting every last ounce of strength into it, he huffed and puffed his way up to the second floor with the suitcase in tow. When he looked up, someone was opening a door and stepping out.

Wow~~~

(｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡ Nobody said Yun was this handsome in person~