Jiang Shuwan, a recognized academic star at H University, was widely known as a woman whose heart held no man and whose sword wielded naturally with divine flair. No one expected that she would take a leave from school just to chase after a low-tier celebrity, moving to a film city to work as a background actress. It became the No.1 campus shocker at H University that year.... more>>

Yet her pursuit ended in failure midway.

Since she was already there, Jiang Shuwan, who had now bound herself to a "Gossip-Eating System", thought: *The entertainment industry sure is full of juicy scandals!*

* Male actor caught fighting and facing online backlash?

**Truth:** He was being a Good Samaritan, stopping an assault.

* That kind and gentle background actress?

**Truth:** Member of a human trafficking ring.

* That “infamous” icy diva?

**Truth:** Long-term victim of an exploitative manager’s psychological ab*se.

Jiang Shuwan: *Used to be addicted to studying, now addicted to gossip.*

In the meantime, major state media accounts kept broadcasting:

* "We received a tip-off from the enthusiastic citizen Ms. Jiang..."

* "Ms. Jiang cleverly outwitted a criminal group..."

* "Thanks to the video provided by the warmhearted Ms. Jiang..."

**Jiang Shuwan — the kind citizen — went viral.**

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Movie king Ji Hanzhang, known for his outstanding acting and godlike looks, was often described as a walking masterpiece. Naturally aloof and noble, he remained untouched — until one day, he heard the inner thoughts of a certain background actress:

> *So this is what a real-life Adonis looks like. That face, those legs, that waist, that teasing glimpse of collarbone… no, my love-struck brain is about to activate again.*

The aloof flower couldn’t help but tug at his collar.

> *The movie king is so professional. Too bad once this film wraps, the female lead will be exposed and her career ruined. No matter how good the movie is, it'll be shelved.*

Ji Hanzhang: "..."

That very day, the female lead was urgently replaced.

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At the annual award ceremony, a new starlet approached Ji Hanzhang with a sweet smile, seeking advice. Just as he was about to answer, he heard:

> *This girl is cunning. Got someone at two o’clock taking sneak pics. Looks like the movie king is doomed — they’re about to force a fake CP onto him.*

Ji Hanzhang subtly stepped back — and under the bright flashes of cameras, took the little background actress’s hand instead.

That night, netizens wailed all over the hot searches:

**Who is the woman holding hands with this real-life Adonis?! I need her full info in one minute!**

**A background actress scoring the actual movie king? Who *isn't* jealous right now?!**

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Later on, Ji Hanzhang and the background actress went on a relationship reality show.

At first, netizens were furious:

> *What? They seriously paired the movie king with some random background extra? If the producers have this much water in their brains, maybe send them to drought-stricken areas to help out.*

Not long after, netizens screamed:

> *Top scorer from the H University Lab. Academic genius worshipped by every valedictorian. Heiress of the richest man in the country. Also... the legendary enthusiastic citizen Ms. Jiang?!*

> *What other surprises are you hiding from us, Your Majesty?*

The next day, one hot search exploded across the internet:

**Movie King, let go of the background actress — let ME have her!** <<less

—Story Synopsis—... more>>

The Great Liang Dynasty had well and truly fallen.

As the rebel army approached the city gates and the capital was on the verge of collapse, the idle Prince Shen Shaoyuan and his daughter crouched inside the royal treasury, trembling, fully prepared to die for their country.

However, the rebels never stormed the vault. Even the faint sounds of battle gradually faded into silence.

Eventually, the father and daughter mustered their courage and pushed open the door to the treasury.

A neighbor passing by with a hoe slung over his shoulder called out, “Old Shen the Seventh, the sun’s out! Time to get to work!”

Good news: They had transmigrated. Their lives were intact. The treasury was still with them.

But—

Bad news: Everything here was vastly different from Great Liang. Flaunting wealth? That was basically asking for death.

Shen Shaoyuan declared firmly, “We’re poor. Dirt poor!”

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As a commandery princess of Great Liang, Shen Mo’er had received multiple marriage proposals before her transmigration. Her suitors included, but were not limited to: the son of the Grand Councilor, the youngest son of a general, the newly appointed top-ranking scholar, and even the second prince of a neighboring kingdom.

Shen Mo’er had only one requirement for her husband: he had to be good-looking.

Unfortunately, just as stacks of portraits were delivered to the prince’s manor, the rebels launched their attack.

After transmigrating, Shen Mo’er glanced at the treasure vault behind her, then at the neighbors grunting as they carried buckets of manure, and let out a deep sigh.

Fine. She’d change her standards: first, good-looking. Second, poor.

Before long, Shen Mo’er had found her target—the educated youth Fu from the village work brigade. Fair-skinned and handsome, always dressed in tattered clothes. His family must be dirt poor.

He was the one!

Fu Mingze had been sent to the countryside by his family during a time of political tension. Before his departure, his elders had solemnly instructed him: “Just pretend to be poor. That’s your only task. If you find someone suitable, you can marry and settle down in the countryside. Don’t be too picky—just make sure she’s poor.”

Fu Mingze looked at the girl in front of him: messy hair, ragged clothes, but her brightness couldn’t be hidden. And her family was known throughout the village as the most impoverished.

She was the one!

Later—

Shen Mo’er took a fancy to a courtyard house in the capital. “I want to buy this house. Money doesn’t matter.”

The door opened, and standing beneath the osmanthus tree was her husband—supposedly back to visit his impoverished, sickly father—dressed in a tailored suit, his handsome face showing a hint of impatience. “What do we look like? Desperate for money? Not for sale.”

Their eyes met.

Shen Mo’er: Poor? Impoverished, sickly father? Ha! I believed your nonsense!

Well, at least now they didn’t have to pretend anymore. <<less