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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 93: The Person Who Cut the Cake Also Received a Gift

"Harmonizing chords just makes the music sound better..."

In the quiet living room of the first floor, the sound of an online class echoed, making people drowsy. Anyone new might have thought they stumbled into a study session.

The barrage of comments burst into laughter, turning the atmosphere.

"Xu hasn't been up to mischief all day, and as soon as he does, it's something big. Way too abstract."

"Inspect Xu closely. I suspect he's not clean either."

"Do we even need to investigate? Pfft, he's a bottom-feeder, a pure scumbag!"

The torrential rain showed no sign of stopping, and Xu Qingyan lay on his side on the couch, his head leaning askew as he watched the class. From the corner of his eye, he could just cover Pei Muchan sitting on the opposite sofa.

Halfway through, the signal suddenly cut out, and the video froze.