I eat Tiramisu

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

Gan Wenchang could tell at a glance that for an hour, he had been watching the gathered soldiers from various routes in retreat at Chanda, their souls awakened by Commander Yu Xiaoqing, only to then be cast into the eighteen layers of hell.


Looking up, he was overwhelmed by a mix of emotions.


This story, this script, could basically blow Zhao Mingyuan's script out of the water. There was hardly any suspense over who should be chosen, as long as the people at the seminar weren't blind.


But on the other hand, it's no wonder Xu Qingyan had a poker face after reading Zhao Mingyuan's script in the morning. It wasn't nervousness he felt but an effort to hold back his laughter.


Dammit, such a tight-lipped guy, he must have come out of the palace in his last life.


The seminar was set to start around two-thirty in the afternoon, considering the leaders needed enough time to rest, the actual discussion of the script would begin after three o'clock.


Chapter 281: Crushing Zhao Mingyuan's Psychological Defenses, The Script's Deadly Blow