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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 171 I Always Feel Like I'm Living in Your Shadow

Click! The camera abruptly shakes, cueing the music.

It cuts to a triple clap, then suddenly freezes on the slim silhouette of what seems to be a woman in a cheongsam. The camera zooms in rapidly as the lights around fiercely brighten up, accompanied by a voice-over.

The host, casually sitting on a stool with a microphone in hand, asks in a relaxed, conversational tone.

"Are you confident about this challenge?"

"Yes, I've prepared a song," the guest in the cheongsam replies, her voice tinged with hesitation.

"Did you write it yourself?" the host inquires further.

"No, a very important friend wrote it for me," the guest speaks out, "It's an impressive composition, and I hope it gets the attention it deserves."

Boom, boom, boom, the golden logo of "I Am King of Songs" slowly emerges and settles on the screen.

A grandiose male voice-over starts to sound, filled with vigor.