Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity

Shen Jinyue didn't speak, just fiddling with a bag of chips back and forth.

Seeing this, Shen's mother stepped in to smooth things over.

"Look at you, doing this again, watching the moon show! Let's not talk about that now, we can talk about anything else later."

The show was still going on, and the edited version was much shorter than the live broadcast.

Events from within a single day, starting from Xu Qingyan riding an electric bike to the thrilling lunch at noon, and then to the rooftop confrontation at night. The scent of gunpowder and radical opinions mixed together, thrilling the viewers.

Shen's father frowned deeply as he watched, seeing Xu Qingyan as nothing but a clown seeking attention, unable to understand why the young people nowadays would like to be friends with someone like him.

He wasn't steady, nor did he appear to have any ability, except for looking somewhat decent. Could it be their daughter only cared about looks? Beyond that, this person seemed to have no charm at all.

"Jinyue..." Shen's father couldn't help but speak up.

"No!!" Shen Jinyue suddenly stood up, stuffing the crushed chips into her mouth in anger, "I'm not going to school, I'm not going anywhere!"

Right after speaking, she stomped and ran upstairs.

"Hey! Yue....." Shen's mother tried to hold her back, but failed to touch her in time, her hand lingering mid-air as she watched Shen Jinyue run away helplessly.

The living room fell silent once more, and Shen's mother's faced immediately turned grim as she turned to look at Shen's father.

"Shen Qifeng, are you sick or something?"

"What did you promise me earlier? Have you forgotten it all? President Shen, if you're too busy to play house with us, you might as well not come. Go and see your precious son."

"You know it wasn't easy to have a son late in life, but there's no need to find time out of your busy schedule to lecture Yue. Where were you previously? Busy creating a son with your mistress?"

"Don't you talk too much!" Shen's father, anger evident on his face, his finger trembling, "Whatever's between us has nothing to do with Jinyue. She's my daughter. How can you say I don't care about her!"

"Ha..." Shen's mother clenched her fists, her bright red manicure digging into her skin and drawing streaks of blood, "Shen Qifeng, you've really outdone yourself. You won't have a good end."

"What are you planning to do?" Shen's father's voice lowered in admonition, "I've said it before, we can get a divorce. I can compensate you. Don't make it too ugly."

Shen's mother laughed, "Let's talk about it in a few years."

"Jinyue is already an adult!"

"This has nothing to do with little Yue. I'm doing this for your own good, President Shen." She scoffed disdainfully, not even glancing at him before turning away and leaving.

Shen Qifeng gritted his teeth, stood in place for a while, and then checked his silenced phone. Without lingering, he hurried out, leaving behind the hundred-inch screen LCD TV that was still on.

...

Meanwhile, in front of millions of TV screens, "Love Hunter" continued to air.

Qiao Nian was an office worker, clocking in from nine to five each day. Lately, things had been looking up, having recently gotten himself a girlfriend and feeling utterly charmed by this old tree that has finally taken root.

His life improved, he began gaining weight, and his favorite activity was lying on his girlfriend's legs watching TV at night.

Whatever she watched, Qiao Nian would watch too. Last week, they had just finished the Korean drama "Silent Witness", and this week his girlfriend was zealously searching for a replacement to accompany their meals.

They stumbled upon a love reality show called "Love Hunter" and initially only stayed because Pei Muchan was present, ready to change the channel at any moment.

In the scene, Xu Qingyan rode bicycles with Pei Muchan along the coastal road, the camera angle soaring high. Seeing the endlessly blue sea and sky left viewers feeling refreshed and clear-headed.

Watching the lunchtime cooking segment, Qiao Nian grew hungry staring at the green chili sauce and crisp bamboo shoot fish on the screen, forgetting what he had for lunch.

He turned to see his girlfriend eating snacks, so he shamelessly asked for some to fill his stomach.

When it came to the rooftop scene, he felt inexplicably smug.

He had long been annoyed by that pretty boy, who relied on his good looks to spread sicophantic sentiment. As an actor with such good looks, how could he possibly be a sycophant?

This was nothing but destructive behavior, what an idiotic dog.

On screen, Xu Qingyan's profile was shown, slightly tilting his head and smirking as he said.

"Not proactive? If you're not, then go after someone else; there's always someone gentle and proactive. Even if you see the other person as just a person, would you still leave them hanging?"

Listening, Qiao Nian silently nodded in agreement with Xu Qingyan, but his girlfriend clicked her tongue disapprovingly.

Qiao Nian still turned to her, frowning.

"What he said is a bit too extreme, I don't agree."

"Yeah, girls are always....." his girlfriend rambled off her thoughts while Qiao Nian occasionally nodded without listening, his eyes still glued to the television.

After a while, the first episode suddenly came to an end, and he was left wanting more.

...

"Bro, did you watch the show?" Zhou Mian sent a message, followed by a phone call, "The ratings exploded, everyone under the official Weibo is cursing you out!"

Xu Qingyan: "...Shit, you really have a way with words."

"For real, bro! The ratings really blew up. It's okay to be cursed at, bro, being infamous is still being famous, just lay low for a while and it'll all blow over."

"There's so many dating shows now, who even remembers what somebody said, just thicken your skin and start selling products and you're set."

"Haven't watched it, got something to do, we'll talk later." He replied with a brief message, hung up the call, unbuckled his seat belt, and got out of the car.

The crisp sound of the car locking echoed in the underground parking garage, Xu Qingyan didn't look back, took a few steps into the elevator, swiped his card, and anxiously refreshed his phone.

Lin Wanzhou still hadn't replied to his WeChat message, but Shen Jinyue had sent one.

Remembering he hadn't replied to Shen Jinyue's message in two days, he scrolled back to two days ago and began sifting through the messages one by one.

Then came a barrage of emoji packages, boasting about food, and photos from hanging out with besties. He scrolled to the bottom, thought for a moment, and replied with an "I have read".

That infuriated Shen Jinyue to a helpless rage, terrifyingly sending a barrage of sixty-two angry emoji packages.

She just loved to play around, when others were enjoying moonlit dinners during the dating show, she was wandering around, poking this and that; and she was even more playful after the show ended.

How could she possibly have anything to be unhappy about?

The things the two of them shared didn't really contain any substantial content, just occasionally coming online to play games, or sharing snippets of their lives to amuse each other.

After all, there weren't many topics they could talk about; he hadn't traveled much and recently hadn't had much time to play games frequently.

Plus, he realized that Shen Jinyue seemed to still be in university, probably taking advantage of the summer break to have fun, and by September when school started again, they probably wouldn't have much to do with each other.

Ding!

The elevator arrived, he entered and glanced at the time—9:12.

Guessing there was still time left, he quickly registered for a video streaming site account. Looking down at his phone again, Lin Wanzhou still hadn't replied.

Fuck it.

Pei Muchan, seeing a screen full of curses, plunged with her tablet into the bedcovers.

In the heat of summer, the room's air conditioner was blowing cool air, and she, dressed in a thin silk nightgown, huddled under the covers with only her head exposed. Her alabaster arm was raised high, holding the tablet.

Strands of hair hung down in front of her forehead, she pouted her lips and blew at them, causing the loose strands to flutter up then fall back down.

"Just have to rush to the front and get scolded, this person really..." she murmured, holding the tablet and blowing at it repeatedly, inexplicably recalling the words Xu Qingyan had said during the day.

[I really want a future... "Qing Tian" just like you, won't always stay in darkness, you belong to a bigger stage.]

Almost instantly, her face became scorching hot.

These words, almost akin to a confession, what on earth was he doing? Her face was so hot the air conditioning couldn't cool it down; she could only breathe out with her mouth slightly open, her eyes blinking and daydreaming.

For a moment, her eyes lost focus, and the tablet suddenly came crashing down.

"Ah!" Pei Muchan instinctively tilted her head and caught the tablet with her face, "Ah! That hurts, Xu..."

She cried out, then instantly froze for a second, her face growing redder. She thought to herself she must have been confused from the busyness, almost blurting out something nonsensical, and it hurt so much.

It must be because they had been together every day for the past few days, she had slowly gotten accustomed to it.

Yikes—That hurts!

She gently rubbed her face, then took out her phone from under the covers to check the damage with the front camera, and there was a clear red mark imprinted on her face.

Her hand fell limply on the bedcovers, covering her face, she spaced out for a moment. Suddenly, with a shiver, she rolled over and over on the bed without warning!

"So embarrassing!"

Xu Qingyan was still planning his dream of making some extra cash. Around 9:30, he uploaded the recorded "Qing Tian" singing video and posted the text to bait the Weibo trolls.

"Love this song so much, infringing a bit, but probably no one will report it, right."

As soon as his Weibo was posted, the notifications started flickering crazily. He didn't even look at them, got up hurriedly, closed the laptop, and turned to head to the fitness corner for exercise and a wash.

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