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Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity

Would you play the universally disliked character in a romance reality show for a million? Xu Qingyan's answer is: Hesitating for even a second is disrespectful to money. Being cursed and trending online, Xu Qingyan says it doesn't matter; after all, you can't abandon money for the sake of saving face, right? Director: "Don't feel any psychological burden." Xu Qingyan: "Director, I feel this line isn't mean enough." Director: "Don't worry, just let loose and act." Xu Qingyan: "No problem, Director. I'll act naturally, and show you what devotion means." ....... Xu Qingyan: You all see me messing around every day, but you don’t see my hardworking lifestyle, my late-night studies, or the way I kindly interact with others. You can't see it! Because I've never done it. Netizen: "What a satisfying read, time to be discharged from the hospital." ....... The rising pop princess, Lin Wanzhou, had a gap in her heart, a sorrowful little secret about an unrequited love. In the blink of an eye, the object of her affection was on a romance show, getting ambiguous with a rival she had once defeated. The washed-up pop princess, Mu Chan, initially wanted to just frustrate Lin Wanzhou, but didn't expect to get caught up... In the twenty-sixth spring of her life, she fell for someone, and could never let go since. May you be well, with a bright future ahead.

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Chapter 162 Whom I love and can't get over, I never feel wrong_2

However, as long as they had enough time, they would still choose to write their own songs, if only to nourish a sense of pride.

It wasn't until noon that Pei Muchan made her appearance.

Having flown back to Xinghai overnight, after resting for just one night, Pei Muchan had hardly rested at all. She arrived at the studio at nine in the morning and started thinking about the album.

In mid-September, the weather in Xinghai was sultry, and occasionally one could see naive university freshmen on the streets. Their eyes, uncorrupted by the ways of the world, shone with transparent foolishness.

The two of them went out together to have a meal in the wild, and by the time they got to their usual spot and ordered food, they both looked somewhat wan.

"How's that song going?"