The Mad Tycoon of Rome - Chapter 8: Spartacus

Qi Mo had been enthroned for less than a month, and died of physical and mental exhaustion.
When I opened my eyes again, I became a love brain female supporting role in an ancient entertainment novel, disguised as a dog man and woman disguised as a man to participate in the audition, tore to death with the dog man’s deadly rival Lan Muzhou, and was finally hacked by the whole network to the point of depression .
Looking at the trainee who was as rough as a woman, Qi Mo was surprised: “Using ugliness as beauty?”
Seeing the contestants lift up their shirts on the stage, Qi Mo frowned: “I don’t respect masculinity!”
Thinking that he would lose the game in the book, Qi Mo had a playful face: As a woman, wouldn’t it be embarrassing if she lost to a man?
So during the performance, the black fans who wanted to kill Qi Mo at the top of their voices saw——
Qi Mo’s spin and 720° mid-air rotation blows up the audience.
It’s the same as what I’ve seen in martial arts movies!
…But this is fucking reality! !
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Ever since Qi Mo changed his attitude and started to practice dance with Lan Muzhou, the “Weekend CP” who ranked first x last was praised by netizens.
After seeing the violent remarks of netizens knocking on CP, Lan Muzhou’s face was flushed, disgusted and weird in his heart, he hurriedly said: “I don’t like men, can you stay away from me?”
Not long after, he watched Qi Mo being surrounded by a crowd of stars, and even his arch-rival who only wanted to use Qi Mo in the past intentionally interacted intimately with Qi Mo in front of the camera.
Lan Muzhou finally lost his composure, and blocked Qi Mo in the changing room: “Do you still like him?”
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At the banquet, a certain young master took the initiative to introduce to Lan Muzhou, “That is the only daughter of the Qi family. She grew up abroad and just returned to China. She is right in the same family as you.”
Lan Muzhou turned his head impatiently, “You’re the same family.”
But when he saw Qi Mo in women’s clothing, he almost knocked over his wine glass.
Are you sure the Qi family only has…the only daughter? ?
#口味身直口hard-hearted and soft-hearted second-generation ancestor who loves to blush
#Superficially uninhibited, cynical and principled heroine
#Male Strong Female Stronger

Read the guide:
·Maybe a little sand sculpture
·The heroine comes from the heroine, examines moderately, and understands the equality of men and women
·The hero doesn’t like men, he only likes Qi Mo
·This entertainment circle is not equal to the real entertainment circle, the author has the final say, do not substitute

One-sentence introduction: The female dignitary wears to the modern age
Conception: Create a better future together

Content Tags: entertainment circle ancient wear today women disguised as men cool text
Search keywords: Protagonist: Qi Mo, Lan Muzhou ┃ Supporting role: column has advance receipt~ ┃ Others:

- Description from novelbuddy

“Feng Tianyi! Your brother destroyed my Tang family! Is there anything good about your family?”

“En. Can’t you see how our good looking genes are passed on to our children? As for the Feng family’s debt, I will pay you.” He said nonchalantly.

Tang Moyu scoffed and crossed her arms over her chest.

“How will you pay for it?”

“How about I repay you with my body?”

“...”

So shameless!

The man sitting on his wheelchair burst into a round of laughter seeing her ugly expression.

“Miss Tang, it’s no point pretending you haven’t seen it since you practically climbed on my bed and took advantage of me.”

Five years ago, Tang Moyu was the empress of the business world and was at the peak of her career before she was reduced to nothing when her fiance fell in love with another woman. That was okay since there was no love between her and Feng Tianhua, but who would have thought that this ‘Cinderella’ was a wolf in sheep’s clothing?

Then there’s Feng Tianyi, the infamous successor of the Feng family, a critically acclaimed author who constantly rocked the bestselling list with his books. Rumors say that he was hot-headed and temperamental. He was so ruthless, that neither men nor women wanted his company. The rumors even say that his face was so handsome and out of this world. He was practically a god amongst men. It was a pity that he was crippled.

The two were never meant to meet again, but a pair of sweet little buns intervened.

“Uncle, we don’t have money to pay you for damages.” The elder Little Bun said.

“My manuscripts are invaluable,” This handsome uncle replied with amusement.

“Uncle, if you don’t mind, can we pay with our Mommy? She’s also invaluable.”

And so the pair of sweet little buns and the handsome uncle entered an agreement but who would have thought that the woman in question was an ice-cold queen from hell who had a weird affinity with sweets?

Baek Ain is your typical lazy guy.

He graduated from university at age 22 with a random degree he chose out of boredom and stayed single because fate decided so until that event happened.

“What? Where Am I??”

After a horrible incident, Ain transmigrated to another world. Or precisely to be a villainous and mobs character.

He died countless times because of the world's protagonists, gathering hatred toward them.

“What the fuck! What do you mean I stole your wife? I've been single since coming into this world!!”

“Hero, please save this world.” A goddess is begging me to save her world from the Demon Lord.

“Wait... Begone thot! That Demon King is my younger sister from 69th Transmigration.”

“How dare you!”

A beautiful heroine is hugging me from behind, wishing to accept her feelings.

“Shoo, Heroine! I don't need useless baggage with me. Side characters are better than you!”

And so, Ain's journey began to end this shitty transmigration cycle.

His name was 25. On Avalis, he was just one of many tasked with fulfilling missions for Earth’s people. This time, he was given a simple one—live as Zeno Han and have an ordinary life.Easy. Or so he thought.The moment he took over Zeno’s body, someone shoved a script into his hands. “You’ll be perfect for this role!” And just like that, he was on set.[Fame Meter: Unable to Measure. Off the charts.]Doctor? Check. Pilot? Check. Eunuch? …Regrettably, check. Every script forces him to relive past missions, and somehow, he’s nailing every performance. Now, the industry wants to make him a star, but can he still complete his mission? Or will fame—and the terrifying unknown of failure—be his final curtain call?