(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 395: A day full of contemplation

[Live broadcast + funny + no heroine + annoying + bamboo shoots]

After binding the hatred system, Xu Muge was no longer a human being.

In the military training of the university, she robbed the school flower drink at the beginning, and one sentence made her cry.

During the live broadcast, he will crit the yin and yang strange audience at every turn.

Writing a novel, the climax part was interrupted for half a month, and the reader wanted to send him a blade in anger.

When making a movie, the protagonist was madly abused in the early stage. When everyone thought that the protagonist would be very happy in the end, the protagonist suddenly died in reality, and the audience fainted on the spot.

“You don’t do anything with people!”

- Description from novelbuddy

Some say he is the bad apple in a basket, that he’s rotting everything around him with disgrace and corruption.

Some say he is the biggest scum of the South Zhanbu Continent, that he’s colluding with the dark sects to cheat, steal, and commit all manner of atrocities.

Some say he is the most wanted playboy. “Lock your daughters at home to keep Fang Xing away!”

To all of those people, “That’s right, I am that big rotten apple. Any problem with that?”

This brand of anti-hero is a young orphan with poor prospects and nothing more than the keepsakes of his uncles. He plots, schemes, and orchestrates all manner of villainy in his quest for power and revenge, unafraid to live precariously and make enemies out of those he really should not.

- Description from Novelupdates

He said I was the most despicable woman he ever met…

In order to love him, I lost my family, and become an imprisoned tool used for his vengeance from a noble lady. Everyone said I was the daughter of a rapist… I cautiously maintained the excruciating deep love for him and suffered from mental and physical exhaustion…

I thought someday my love would touch him and then I would live a happy life just as a fairy tale, but in fact I fell into an eternal nightmare…

She died in her prime as the Queen of Song.

After being reincarnated, she becomes a simple trainee.

Losing her former glory? It doesn’t matter—no one can compete with her voice as a beautiful singer.

Mocked by her lowly birth? It doesn’t matter—her true identity is enough to make the whole world tremble.

She owes huge debts? It doesn’t matter…

A powerful boss once whispered to her, “Your debt will disappear if you become my woman.”

But the proud her would reply, “I’m sorry. I would sell my art, but not myself.”