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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.

Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity

Clumsy Shen Jinyue once again became the winner in life, the savior of the love reality show, a terrifying dictator of singledom.


Today, between Liu Renzhi and You Zijun, one must end up alone. Whomever Shen Jinyue chooses, the other will have to stay in the love cabin, desolately keeping watch.


Keeping watch basically means nobody is paying attention anymore, unless one strips naked and streaks around.


Xu Qingyan pulled Pei Muchan's suitcase out and, looking up, saw her standing in the doorway. There was daylight in the corridor, a hazy sunlight infiltrating from the window, lingering at the doorway, gently enveloping her slender shoulders.


Her ponytail, tied for running, had come undone at some point, and her waterfall-like curly hair cascaded down, slightly veiling her cheeks, revealing a face that seemed a tad bewildered.


At some point, she had applied matte lipstick, and it was as if she was holding a red date in her mouth.


Chapter 50 Uninvited Guest