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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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470 Chs

Chapter 170: "I Am the Singer King" Broadcasts! The Twin Little Queens Challenge!

"Who likes watching granny shower, what kind of ridiculous ID is that?"

Xu Qingyan was stunned for a long time. He had been saucy for so many years but never dared to use such an outrageous nickname.

As he continued to scroll down, he found that he couldn't avoid encountering this ridiculous ID. This person alone had spammed three hundred floors worth of comments—wait a second, over three hundred comments?

He exited to check the time the post was published and discovered it was last night at ten o'clock.

It had only been six hours, and this "Who likes watching granny shower" had spammed three hundred floors' worth of comments. They were all arguing with trolls, and each reply was no fewer than twenty words long.

Rounding up, it was as if this person spent six hours helping him speak up, turning the comments section into a battleground like writing two chapters of a novel?

Saying he wasn't touched would be a lie; he almost fainted from anger when he clicked in.