Little Pink Starfish

While the spoiled little man continued acting spoiled, the stallion male lead finally woke up from his land of beauties—not because he left them on his own, but because his manager had contacted him by phone.

The reason was that someone had posted a Legend of the Condor Heroes fanfiction on his personal forum, and it was really well-written, already gaining a lot of popularity. The manager suggested that if things went well, they could pull this person into their team—maybe they’d be useful in the future.

The stallion male lead sneered.
A fanfic? Even if it’s good, could it be better than Jin Yong’s writing?
He was full of contempt inside, but since he still relied on this manager for many things, he went to the forum anyway. And sure enough, at first glance, he saw that hot, stickied post with tons of replies—clearly very popular.

But once the stallion male lead opened the thread, his eyes widened in shock.
Th-this can’t be!
What was written in that post was clearly Return of the Condor Heroes!
How could anyone other than him in this world write Return of the Condor Heroes?!
This doesn’t make sense, this isn’t right!
He was supposed to be the protagonist of this world, the one with the golden finger!

While panicking, the stallion male lead heard his manager still chattering on the phone:

“I’m telling you, A-Wei, the quality of that story really is great. But don’t get too anxious. That fanfiction author, while talented, has been criticized too. She made Little Dragon Girl so miserable in the sequel and even portrayed Huang Rong in a bad light—lots of people are angry at her… Of course, her talent is still undeniable. I’m telling you, she’s a hardcore fan of yours. You should reach out to her—who knows, she might be a real beauty? A-Wei, hurry and contact her…”

The stallion male lead, Yang Yaowei, fell into deep fear.
The more he read, the more he understood what was really going on.
He heard everything the manager said, but the manager didn’t know—the tragedy of Little Dragon Girl and Huang Rong’s characterization all came from the original novel! If he were to write Return of the Condor Heroes, he’d have to write it the same way! And even if he wanted to make changes—he never even passed high school essays, how would he know what to change?!

What should he do, what should he do, what should he do?
If there’s another transmigrator who can transcribe Return of the Condor Heroes from memory, doesn’t that mean she has a golden finger too? No way! She would definitely become his obstacle!
If he’s no longer the only one, then he has to become the only one!
—At that moment, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Until suddenly, Yang Yaowei heard his manager’s final words.
“A real beauty…”
If that person was really a beauty…
If he could conquer this beauty, wouldn’t he win both beauty and talent? No matter how beautiful a woman is, she still needs the nourishment of love…

Thinking of this, Yang Yaowei made a snap decision and sent a private message to that “I Love Guo Jing’s Smooth Skin.”
He wanted to meet her. If she was a beauty, he’d flirt with her. If she didn’t know what was good for her… then don’t blame him for being ruthless!

And what was that “beautiful girl” doing now?
Gu Bai expressionlessly answered a phone call.

This call was also from his manager.
Yes, that very same manager—the one for Film Emperor Meng Chuan. The one who hadn’t contacted him a few days ago to give him space, but now suddenly had something important to talk about.

Since Gu Bai had Meng Chuan’s memories, of course he knew about the manager’s existence. But his own personality had long been set in stone, and he wasn’t interested in pretending to be someone else. So even though Meng Chuan’s personality differed from his—yes, this guy was no longer the cold and proud type!—he still kept up his usual fake-[bleep] attitude.

The manager thought Gu Bai’s change in attitude was due to heartbreak and career setbacks, so he didn’t question it too much. Instead, he brought up something:

That Star Emperor Entertainment Group—the large entertainment company Meng Chuan was still under contract with—its CEO wanted to meet him.

The manager said: “The CEO got a script and thinks it’s pretty good. They hope you can take the role. This should be compensation for the role you lost earlier.”

Gu Bai recalled that the stallion male lead had plagiarized Legend of the Condor Heroes, and its rights had been bought by Star Emperor Entertainment. The original Meng Chuan had wanted to win the role with his acting skills alone, so he never asked the company to pressure the production. Because of this, after the stallion male lead rejected him, he was left with nothing… Honestly, the original host had a really good character.

Unfortunately, in the stallion male lead’s world, good people tend to die early.

Originally, since the host had died, the compensation vanished too—but now that Gu Bai had taken over, the “compensation” had returned.
This kind of industry move—sure, it’s “normal”…

Normal, my ass!

In the top-floor luxury suite, facing the person in front of him, Gu Bai’s face was blank as he was suddenly pulled into someone’s arms.

What the hell!
This damn pervert found him again!

Yes, the one welcoming Gu Bai was a tall, strong embrace—and damn, it felt way too familiar.
Turns out, this time the pervert’s identity was—DOMINEERING CEO!
In the original story, this character was also one of the stallion male lead’s golden fingers: a powerful supporter who admired him deeply and even had his cousin snatched away by him.

Qiguan Rui looked at the current incarnation of his beloved, who had the same face as Ziche Shubai, and smiled gently. He didn’t care that Gu Bai brushed off his hand—he just switched to pulling Gu Bai by the shoulder, drawing him down onto the sofa.

“Gege was really hard to find… But after all my efforts, gege seemed to be having quite a good time. That really broke my heart.”

Gu Bai remained expressionless.
Heh. Broken-hearted my ass. I don’t believe for a second this psycho would get upset over such a tiny thing ╭(╯^╰)╮

Qiguan Rui clearly didn’t expect Gu Bai to believe him anyway. He was just teasing. Used to being ignored, he quickly switched tactics.

“You didn’t seem to like that guy very much?” he said softly. “I didn’t know gege had such interests… typing so diligently.”

Just as Gu Bai understood Qiguan Rui well, Qiguan Rui also understood Gu Bai.
He immediately guessed that the guy had somehow offended gege. As for concepts like “writer’s dignity,” as a psycho, those thoughts were a bit out of reach for him.

Gu Bai didn’t explain, just said, “I’m giving this to you.”
Qiguan Rui raised an eyebrow.
Gu Bai’s poker face stayed still: “Start a charity foundation.”

Qiguan Rui was surprised: “…Charity?”

Gu Bai: “…”
Why so shocked? I’m not joking! That book—though I did the hard work writing it, I didn’t create the content. Donating the profits is only right! I just want to block the stallion male lead, not hoard the money! I can earn money in minutes—I’m not like him, stealing other people’s stuff to get rich!

Of course, after this whole internal rant, Gu Bai quickly realized—
Right. He was overthinking it.
Qiguan Rui probably thought… he himself was going to do charity.

Gu Bai silently covered his face.
Right…
The psycho doing charity.
Just thinking about it after realizing the truth—man, I’m so done.
The tone is so, so off!

But Qiguan Rui just froze for a second, then smiled with interest: “Since gege gave the order, Xiaoshan will listen. Rest assured, whoever gege hates, Xiaoshan hates too. Whatever gege wants to do, Xiaoshan will make it happen.”

Gu Bai nodded: “It’s up to you.”

Qiguan Rui’s voice grew even softer: “Don’t worry, gege…” Then his tongue flicked, his breath turning sultry, “Then right now… shouldn’t gege fulfill Xiaoshan’s wish too?”

Gu Bai stepped back.

Qiguan Rui’s eyes shimmered like rippling spring waters: “Eight hundred years…” As he spoke, he somehow got closer and closer to Gu Bai, whispering in his ear, “Could it be gege… doesn’t miss Xiaoshan?”

And of course, the “missing” he meant—wasn’t that kind of missing.
It was…

Before he knew it, Gu Bai was a bit bewitched by the voice.
Next thing he knew, his outer clothes were being stripped, his whole body lifted into a bridal carry, pressed onto the couch—his back, his skin, touching cold leather.
Until another warm body pressed against him, and that familiar yet unfamiliar presence completely enveloped him.

And then…
He was kissed, touched, ravaged, invaded.
Gu Bai closed his eyes, letting himself sink into the deep whirlpool of lust and emotion.
It really had been many years.
Might as well.
Honestly, he thought—if he didn’t do it now, the psycho might get even more psycho from holding it in.

·

After it all ended, Qiguan Rui contentedly hugged his beloved, experiencing a kind of satisfaction he hadn’t felt in a long time.
Unfortunately, no matter how enhanced the human body was, its limits couldn’t compare to the past. There was no way to go at it for days and nights nonstop anymore.
So after just one afternoon and one night, Qiguan Rui had to stop.

But Gu Bai, on the other hand, was glad the psycho’s power hadn’t been maxed out—seriously relieved.

Now that the deed was done, Gu Bai had a bit of interest in checking how the stallion male lead was handling things.
Surely he must’ve noticed by now?

Under Qiguan Rui’s gaze, Gu Bai opened his laptop and logged into the forum.
To his surprise, someone had sent him a private message.

Gu Bai clicked it open…
Heh.
It was actually that stallion male lead?