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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

Xu Qingyan glanced at her, noticing her slender toes painted with red nail polish.


After the assistant had put her shoes on, the star finally stepped down from the car.


Her fair skin appeared almost pale, the foundation around her eyes was thickly applied. Her raven-black hair was loosely draped over her shoulders, and her melon-seed face was framed by delicate eyebrows, her entire visage exuding a despondent beauty.


Luo Yuexiu, a two-time Best Actress, her eyes brimming with intense restlessness.


At the same time, she noticed the Arts Coordinator who had come to greet them. After appraising him for a while, she realized he didn't seem like a professional coordinator, but a young and handsome poplar.


His gaze was calm as he looked at her, not showing the slightest intention to greet her.


The moment their eyes met, Xu Qingyan pulled out his phone, glanced at some information, then looked at the female assistant beside him, his tone not very enthusiastic.


Chapter 232: Cultural Confidence in Poetry, What a Top-Tier Ranter, No, He Must Be a Connection!