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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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If We Meet Again, Can We Blush Instead of Having Tears in Our Eyes

The lights in the kitchen were bright.

The tea was ready, and Lin Wanzhou looked up with a slightly troubled expression.

"I'm not good at singing this song, 'Anhe Bridge'..."

Xu Qingyan glanced at her, continued his movements without stopping, and ladled out the baked milk.

"It's okay, we were just trying to see the effect. I'm not sure myself, but I thought singing folk music in the competition might add a niche buff."

"Right." Lin Wanzhou seemed a bit downhearted.

Xu Qingyan took a tray from the top cabinet, donned the oven gloves, and carefully placed the teapot and baked milk on it. As he cast his gaze downward, he thought that he still had much to learn about Lin Wanzhou.

He had thought that Lin Wanzhou would be able to handle this type of song, but it turned out that she couldn't quite capture that feeling. On the other hand, he could give it a try some other day, or perhaps sell it to someone else.