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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 209: "Big Fish" is Sold, Only Feel at Ease When Seeing the Person You Want to, National Day Arrives

Airport.

Pei Muchan, wearing a black mask and hat, weaved through the crowd, clad in an off-the-shoulder blouse paired with blue jeans, her collarbone exposed, looking both pure and chic.

It seemed as if someone wanted to strike up a conversation, but noticing that someone up ahead had intercepted her, they quietly looked away.

"President Pei," he waved from a distance.

Pei Muchan held her forehead, moving through the dense web of gazes with an embarrassed look and walked over. She had barely approached before the suitcase in her hand was taken.

"How was your time at home?"

"Nothing special, just barely celebrated Mid-Autumn Festival while hiding at home," she sighed, "Relations at home have become a bit tense, but nothing was said this time."

Pei Muchan walked alongside him, on the inside track, and then fell half a step behind, shrinking back. Only when most of the views were blocked did she feel at ease.

"Oh, I see," he nodded.