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

Xu Qingyan couldn't believe it himself; he was about to meet with a veteran cadre from the Renyi Theater Company.


The feeling seemed surreal. Just a week ago, he had been busy preparing "The Legend of Martial Arts" in Xinghai. Back then, he had heard of the literary world, but had never really encountered it.


Whether it was singing or composing songs, or the Spring Festival Gala, he had one foot in the entertainment industry. He had glimpsed a corner of the literary circle, but the distance to truly entering it was still vast.


In his mind, only someone with talent like Lin Chuan could shine in the literary circle. As for him, the literary circle seemed a world away.


But now... it seemed to be drawing closer, so close it almost didn't feel real.


The car sped forward, the street scene continuously receding,


"How are you feeling now?" Zhao Mingyuan asked as he drove, "You seem very nervous, like someone who doesn't interact much with leaders."


Chapter 284: The leader was joking; it's not that old people are useless, but rather that useless people have become old.