If Ke Xun could do it again, he would have never left his house to go out and flirt with guys, even if it would mean getting beaten to death. Weren’t they supposed to have just been taking shelter from the rain in a museum and looking at some erotic paintings while they were at it? Why…did they enter the world inside a painting?! Mu Yiran: Every single one of us is acting out a role in the painting. Ke Xun’s eyes lit up: How do we get into an erotic painting? Mu Yiran gave him a long, drawnout look: Shut your eyes and lie down. [This is a protagonist shou novel. There will not be any switching in either the main text or extras.] One sentence summary: Going into paintings to flirt with the big shot. Ke Xun is the shou, Mu Yiran is the gong.