Wen runs a game company on the verge of bankruptcy, which is a very developed game industry... The quality of the games produced by well-known companies is comparable to reality, and each masterpiece is carefully carved into the ninth art. However, he found that these games are all powerful, the enemy is weak, and brainless pushes can be easily clear... There is no underworld game in the whole world? In this way, where can you enjoy the 'happiness' of the game! For a cool game, it is impossible to get real 'happiness'. He decided to let the players of the world enjoy the 'happiness' of the game." I don't know why this game is obviously so depressed and played so much, but I just can't stop!" " Please be a person!!" Since then, there has been an additional underworld game producer in the world.

Shu Ning read a CEO novel. In it, there was a beautiful and tragic villain. He was clearly the true young master of a wealthy family, but he was switched at birth and became a delinquent. Later, he returned to the wealthy family to go against the fake young master, fought for his fiancée, and finally fell from the top of a building and died.

After his death, the fake young master inherited his money and his fiancée, his career and his love.

Shu Ning resentfully tore up the novel and transmigrated into the book that very night.

The little villain shook his legs, cursed, had horrible grades, dyed his hair yellow, didn’t have a single good point.

Shu Ning’s eyes twitched: Before sending him back to the Wei family, let’s make some changes. Otherwise, he’ll be rejected by the Wei family again.

After being reformed by Shu Ning.

The little villain didn’t shake his legs, stopped swearing, and cut his crazy, scene-style hair. He was as beautiful as a fairy and took first place in the entire grade.

Daddy Shu Ning shed tears of relief: Our baby is so good. He’ll definitely be able to get rid of that fake young master!

But isn’t baby a little too good?

He casually created a piece of software and sold it for hundreds of thousands.

He casually bought some stocks and made millions.

Before his wealthy family had even found him, he had become wealthy all on his own.

Every time he earned some money, he would offer it up to Shu Ning, buying him this and that, even buying him a villa!

Shu Ning (drooling): This damn villa, quickly take it away, don’t tempt me!

Yin Mingzheng thought that he was tr*sh of unknown origin, someone that no one cared about. He thought that he was someone who should have perished long ago.

Until that day, when he met the only light in his life.

So he clung onto the light tightly, refusing to let go.

His light said: You have to improve yourself.

So Yin Mingzheng worked hard to become better and stronger. He wanted to protect his only light. Because his light was the sole meaning of his existence.

As a gifted and beautiful youth, Chu Mian was unfortunately the unluckiest of his peers. Not only did he contract narcolepsy at the age when he should’ve been most energetic, but after entering high school, he also met Yu Ran, who was infamous throughout the school for being an astoundingly big dumbass. From then on, Chu Mian would faint from anger everyday due to his boyfriend’s ceaselessly stupefying words… and then awaken in his arms.

A look at Yu Ran’s special titles: the little prince of (ruining) romantic talk, god of (weird) flirting, spreader of high(ly inappropriate) spirits, master (abuser) of idioms, expert at scoring (zero) on essays… naturally he’s also a person who has strong (Chu Mian loving) abilities.

Tao Ling’s surname is Tao, and therefore he loves to escape. However, there is nowhere to escape in life, including dreamland—until he stumbles upon a young florist.

The name of the young man is Wen Qingying. He can neither speak nor hear.

As such, Tao Ling would come around the flower shop every day to chit-chat as much as he pleased. Then one day, the young man suddenly spoke, “I’ve caught you red-handed many times.”

Tao Ling: “???”

Wen Qingying: “I won’t expose you as long as you come home with me.”

Tao Ling: “!!!”

Note: Tao Ling’s surname, Tao(陶tao2) sounds the same as “escape” in Chinese.

In the humid heat of July, students within the crowded classroom couldn’t breathe properly under the tremendous pressure of the intensive exams.

Guo Jingyu’s forehead was damp with sweat.

He saw the figure seated in front of him as soon as he glanced up. His back was as straight as it had always been, his white shirt school uniform had a mild soap scent, and his hair was neatly parted. He was accompanied by the steady rustle of a pen.

Guo Jingyu laughed, as if he’d been freed of a huge burden, and gently nudged the person in front of him twice with a pen, saying in a hushed whisper, “Li Tongzhou?” The teen in front of him halted and didn’t say anything, but he extended his hand behind him and handed him something.

Guo Jingyu was lying motionless on his desk. With his fingers, he poked Li Tongzhou’s palm, which the other gently gripped.

In our youth’s fiery love, you’ve always been the only one.

When the old beast Pixiu went out to throw away the garbage, a male ghost fell into his arms just after he finished categorizing the garbage.

This male ghost was named Wen Xi, and he was as beautiful as a flower. Not only that, but he was also soft and cool to the touch, which meant he was perfect for Pixiu to use as an ice pillow. After all, Pixiu had been punished by the Heavens, and was doomed to endure insufferable hotness surging inside his body.

Although Pixiu swore to the Heavens that he was only using the ghost as an ice pillow, no one believed him.

Pixiu: “Even if the red thread of fate holds my body, my heart is that of a bachelor!”

Wen Xi, who was sealed in a fermentation jar for hundreds of years, was finally released to the world…..only to find himself turned into a child-bride to pay off his debts.

However, this “Husband” of his was also a self-employed beast, who had to pay taxes and repay loans every month.

Wen Xi: “Is the other Pixiu as miserable as you are?”

Although those two were a mess, they turned out to be a good match in the end. Even Yue Lao gave them a marriage interview.

The only thing Pixiu knew to say was that finding a beautiful wife was fairly easy. You just have to be good at sorting through garbage.

In other words: I picked up my wife in the garbage can.

Since Guan Shan got the horror game simulator in his head, everything in his eyes became horrifying.

A meat restaurant with human corpses hanging in the kitchen, an abandoned apartment building with a phone ringing at midnight, a psychiatric hospital full of murderers…

[Only by killing the final BOSS can this simulation be ended! ]

As an ordinary person, Guan Shan was scared.

In the face of these terrifyingly powerful Bosses, he could only try his best to kill monsters and get some equipment in order to survive.

He was barely able to survive each simulation.

However, in the eyes of others, Guan Shan was a horror and anomaly himself!

“Captain, the S-class dangerous psychic has been killed by him, and the entire base was destroyed by him, but why is he crying for help with a look of fear? Should we save him or not?”

“Are you s*upid? He is coming towards us! Let’s run!”

After blowing up the car of her husband and his mistress. Gu Chunzhu, a business entrepreneur, opened her eyes and transmigrated to Xiaohetou Village, Ming Dynasty which was not in history.

Having a crippled husband, two small skinny children. A thatched house, that seemed to collapse anytime and will leak when it rains.

It won’t be easy…

Traveling to another world where the entertainment industry is highly developed, Xiao Yunhai relied on the memory of his previous life to be mixed here.

He is omnipotent in music, screenwriting, literature, and national arts, and he has become a true master of entertainment.