After Slacking Off in the Children's Variety Show, I Went Viral

Wen Feiran is utterly ordinary—introverted and socially awkward, only fit to play the background or an extra in variety shows. He knows his place well, never seeking the spotlight, hiding from the cameras and crouching in corners. The first time, he stumbled upon the beloved, morally upright celebrity couple tearing into each other and filing for divorce. The second time, it was the pure-hearted male idol sweet-talking his six sugar mommies. By the Nth time, stepmother and sister-in-law dramas were flying everywhere… Wherever he went, the gossip followed, leaving no survivors! Netizens, long tired of scripted shows and fake flattery: Cameras, hurry up and follow him—we still want more tea! Wen Feiran became the guarantee of hype, his fanbase exploding, with offers chasing after him. The socially anxious Wen who just wants to quit the industry: Noooo! Later, netizens also discovered Wen Feiran’s stunning looks. Active—he could race cars with fierce flair, dominating in games. Quiet—he mastered traditional painting, calligraphy, and music that left audiences awestruck. The ultimate flex: anything that didn’t require social skills, he could do. ??? Just an extra?! Feels like he’s got plenty of tea himself! Wen Feiran shivered, clutching his secrets tight. Truth was, he’d been forced into fast-transmigration missions… and had a secret spouse. *** The retired actor Gu Sui’an, now running his family business, suddenly made a high-profile return to variety shows. Strutting like a peacock, he joined Wen Feiran in dodging cameras, shattered his aloof persona, and even shared gossip with him. One day, Wen Feiran vanished from the livestream again. The cameraman, well-trained, chased after him. The镜头拍到顾随安步步紧逼：“你什么时候承认我的身份？” Netizens: Oh-ho! Wen Feiran never disappoints—he really was hiding the juiciest scoop all along! Coming soon: *The Beagle King, but a Therapy Dog* After Gu Xingge’s sudden death, he transmigrated into a dog. Before he could process it, he looked up and saw the deadpan face of his nemesis. Damn you, Xie Zhaoheng—you made me your dog?! Before he could howl in outrage, someone else’s sharp screech pierced the air. “How ruthless! Who uses a Beagle as a therapy dog?!” Gu Xingge: “…” Instantly, his grief and rage vanished, replaced by excitement at the thought of tormenting his nemesis. Heheh, time to show you the true power of the half-eyeliner Beagle King! He demanded gourmet meals and a seat at the table. Burrowed under Xie Zhaoheng’s blanket, he’d bark *werwer* right into his ears. No mansion? Then he’d redecorate the place himself. Five-hour walks daily, rain or shine. Xie Zhaoheng, bleak and self-destructive, was dragged back from the edge by this chaotic Beagle. To keep up, he stopped starving himself and even slept in bursts, ate properly, and got sunlight during walks. Excel as a human, dominate as a dog. Just as Gu Xingge was smug about his therapy skills, Xie Zhaoheng’s toxic family came knocking. Taking pity, he *werwer*-ed them away, thrusting out his broad chest for Xie Zhaoheng to lean on. Remember—only I get to bully you! *** Gu Xingge discovered a secret room in Xie Zhaoheng’s home, plastered with photos of him. Tch. This guy’s hatred ran so deep he probably cursed at the pictures daily—maybe even threw darts at them. Sure enough, he watched as Xie Zhaoheng glared at a photo… Before leaning in and kissing it. Gu Xingge’s face twisted in horror. MY EYES! I’VE BEEN TAINTED!!! *** Xie Zhaoheng had it all—wealth, beauty, talent, a flawless life. No one knew his world was pitch-black, save for one shining star. When that star fell, he couldn’t bear the darkness and prepared to follow it into death. But when he opened his eyes, the noisy Beagle King had turned into a quiet, sleeping boy curled in his arms. A dream come true—his star had returned.

To repay a favor, Shen Yanhui single-handedly kept a sinking company afloat, wearing himself out until his health failed, leaving him bedridden and nearly blind—while the Shen family celebrated. Only then did he realize: in their eyes, he was an usurper all along. After death, Shen Yanhui discovered he was merely a plot device, doomed to be cannon fodder. Reborn, frail yet enlightened, he decided to let go. The company? Not his problem. The ungrateful Shens? Stay away. As for those eager to marry into his fortune... why not taste romance before dying? When choosing, Shen Yanhui, lazily draped in an oversized shirt, tilted a young man’s chin, their breaths mingling—then noticed the icy glare, raw resentment... and disgust. Suddenly intrigued: *Let’s see if forced love is sweet.* *** Shen Yanhui planned to spend his fortune before death. Investing in obscure films? They won international awards. Reviving nostalgia with dying brands? They swept the nation. Joining a variety show on a whim? Millions of fans and investors flocked. Staring at his multiplied wealth: *"...Fine, leave it to Qin Ye."* Feigning frailty, he demanded to be carried downstairs, fed, and theatrically winced at rough handling. "Poor eyesight" became an excuse to lean close, relishing Qin Ye’s flushed ears and reluctant submission. *Forced love is* fun.* Until he learned Qin Ye was the novel’s vindictive, ruthless villain who tortures even protagonists. Unfazed, Shen Yanhui doubled down. He’d die soon anyway—no time for revenge. But death never came. Instead, his health improved, eyesight cleared... *"...Oops."* Panicked, he dumped Qin Ye with a generous payout and fled abroad. Months later, Qin Ye found him—eyes bloodshot, grip bruising, like a rabid stray craving vengeance. *** Qin Ye, forged in childhood abuse, met one person who teased, toyed, and never cared. Yet that smile alone undid him. Now, watching the Shen family beg for forgiveness and suitors swarm, Qin Ye locks Shen Yanhui in a moonlit embrace: "Gege... you’re mine."

Lin Ciyan is severely socially anxious, blushing and stammering under stress—yet people keep crowding around him. Unexpectedly, he transmigrates into a novel as the universally disliked character. His family despises him, only sending monthly money with no calls. Those around him ostracize him, excluding him from group activities and treating him like air when they pass by... Lin Ciyan: *Sniffles* Is this heaven?! *** The original host is a D-list celebrity with a fake sweet voice, a penchant for drama, and the audacity to cling to the film emperor’s fame. Netizens eagerly await his next stunt—until Lin Ciyan abruptly announces his retirement! Netizens: *The gossip was just getting juicy! Are you kidding me?!* After quitting, Lin Ciyan becomes a game streamer. No leaving the house, no face cam, barely speaking—just flexing his skills. Occasionally, at his "top-tier patron’s" request, he’ll say a few words or show his hands. He just wants to scrape by, but somehow ends up the hottest streamer. *"Aaaaah wifey’s so delicate!"* *"Hand fetishists and voice lovers rejoice!"* *"When will wifey show his face?!"* Lin Ciyan: *Trembling, clutching his tiny anonymity cloak.jpg* *** A variety show films at the film emperor’s home, accidentally capturing him seated beside a flustered youth. The youth nervously fidgets, murmuring, *"We only got married in-game, but… but you’re not my real husband..."* The entire internet loses its mind! Because of this mishap, Lin Ciyan is forced to co-star with film emperor Yan Shiyue on the show. At first, audiences resist—then they realize: Mianmian’s real voice is hypnotic. Mianmian’s secretly multi-talented, not an uneducated fraud. Mianmian’s adorable, not a drama queen. Mianmian… *Why isn’t he my wife?!* Yan Shiyue, you thief—move over! Faced with frenzied fans, Lin Ciyan blushes and stammers again. Yan Shiyue pulls him into a hug, soothing, *"It’s okay. You only need to look at me."* *#This old sly fox wins again#* *#The war for wifey is eternal#* ---

The ultra-cool school bully Ji Chenzhou transmigrated into a sweet and soft omega. One day, Ji Chenzhou kicked an alpha to the ground, while the aloof school heartthrob Jiang Mosen watched him with adoration from behind. The entire school's omegas wept: So the heartthrob likes this type. ***** Ji Chenzhou had hormone mutation syndrome—no heat cycles. Jiang Mosen had hormone dysregulation syndrome—he couldn’t smell an omega’s pheromones. Ji Chenzhou slapped his head—they were practically a pair of beta buddies! So to avoid harassment from others, he’d sit in Jiang Mosen’s lap, hooking his arms around his neck to act coquettish. When his illness flared up and the pain became unbearable, he’d whimper and seek comfort in Jiang Mosen’s pheromones. But one day, he suddenly went into heat—and Jiang Mosen passionately marked him. Jiang Mosen: *"You were the one who seduced me first."* Ji Chenzhou, with teeth biting his nape, legs too weak to stand, and his voice hoarse from crying, had no strength to explain.