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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 203: Taking the Royal Sister to a Riverside Barbecue, Meeting the Fan Circle Leader and Siblings

"Why didn't you wait in the car?" Xu Qingyan asked, holding a small bag in his hand.

"It's stuffy in the car," she said.

Whether the car was stuffy or not varied from person to person.

As soon as she got into the car, Pei Muchan took the initiative to sit in the passenger seat. Seeing that he hadn't moved and was standing at the car door, she couldn't help but glance at him, her phoenix eyes spirited, with a hint of confusion.

"What's wrong?"

"No, nothing." He opened the car door, sat in the driver's seat, casually tossed the bag onto the back seat, and glanced again at Pei Muchan, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

He skillfully drove the car forward and started talking.

"Besides the interview, something interesting happened yesterday."

"What?"

"A few universities contacted me to buy the cover copyright for 'Fragrance of Rice,' planning to use it as the main chorus piece for the freshman evening party." He laughed, "Haha, a campus chorus, that's classic."