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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 207: The Silent Waves Engulf the Night Deeply_3

It suited him so well that he even felt like he didn't need to try it; the final effect was bound to be good.

He started singing, "The waves are silent..."

The importance of professional singing skills was fully demonstrated at this moment. When different people sang the same song, the difference could be so vast. It was like Sea Monster was softly chanting in the deep night fog.

What a pity... it was too short. The sample ended there.

As the singing stopped, everyone, whether it was the agent or the assistant, was somewhat in a daze. The assistant was especially dumbfounded, looking at Lin Chuan, at a loss for words for a moment.

One second they were dissing Xu Qingyan for lacking tact, merely a minor lyricist and composer. The next second, they realized he was a real pillar, having thrown a great song Lin Chuan's way.

"This... could this be of a representative work's standard? Brother Chuan sang it too well."