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The Number One Star in the Interstellar Era

He just became the newly-crowned movie emperor when he died a tragic (actually, very stupid) death. On his way to cross the NaiHe bridge, he managed to evade Meng Po and not drink her soup. Thus keeping the memories of the life that he just had. But he would never have imagined that he would be reincarnated hundreds of thousands of years later. In the Interstellar era! If it happened to other guys, they would definitely want to be a mecha warrior. Don't most men dream of that at least once in their life? But sadly, that's not for him. There's only one goal in his mind - to be the number one star in the Interstellar era. With the knowledge and skills he got from his past life, he would definitely achieve it. But who was this annoying person who kept on pestering him? A certain prince smiled in a scary and crazy way: Cook food for me or else die. = a few months later = A certain prince leaned over and moved his face closer: I don't need food, I could just eat you. A bad tempered yandere gong X a reincarnated movie emperor shou *NaiHe bridge - a bridge that souls crossed to enter reincarnation **Meng Po - the lady on the Naihe bridge who gives out soup that lets the souls forget their memories, thus entering the cycle of reincarnation in a clean slate. Twitter: @tyramisu_wn IG: @tyramisu_novels

Tyramisu · LGBT+
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[BABY'S DAY-OFF] (III)

AS the boy walked towards them, he looked at Astrid with curiosity. When he stood in front of Astrid, he added to what he said earlier, "You don't look like someone who knows how to cook?"

Astrid smiled and crouched down so he and the boy could be at eye level. "Then, what does young master think someone who knows how to cook looks like?"

"I don't know. But they won't be as pretty as you."

Astrid chuckled at such an innocently child-like response. "Well, there's a saying that 'one should not judge a book by its cover'. The same applies to people. One's ability should not be judged by their appearance. Don't you think so as well, young master?"

"Then what criteria should I judge them by?" the boy asked curiously. His turquoise eyes were filled with interest. As if he liked how Astrid explained things to him instead of treating him like a child who didn't know anything.