Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity

The entire office only had one table, with workstations for two people facing each other. It was truly somewhat abstract.

The table was clean and tidy, yet it seemed even more crowded due to the computers and notebooks from both people being placed on it. Occasionally, some fruit would also be added to the mix.

Couldn't they find a second table?

I don't know, Pei Muchan didn't mention it, and Xu Qingyan didn't ask.

This proximity meant she only needed to occasionally lift her head to see what Xu Qingyan was doing, and she could speak without coughing - even a whisper could be heard.

Some entity called personal space was quietly being erased.

Luckily Xu Qingyan reminded me at noon, and I contacted several production crews in the afternoon, sending "Qing Tian" their way. Additionally, I chatted with a few friends who could pull some strings, and I've just gotten back.

The theme song for "Youth March" has already been decided, now only "A Road Blooming with Flowers" and a few other youth dramas remain, although only "A Road Blooming with Flowers" is willing to give it a try.

The other production crews were a bit cold, and after some inquiry, I learned that those folks were somewhat resentful of Pei Muchan's recent over-the-top marketing.

In any case, they don't trust the quality of "Qing Tian" and are afraid of being used for clout.

After all, Pei Muchan's fame was nowhere near what it used to be, and she had been frequently trending recently. The production crews didn't have time to monitor trending topics all day and figure out the real story.

They only cared about the impact and weighed the pros and cons. If you wanted to persuade them, you had to come up with your own methods.

Pei Muchan was too lazy to think about it anymore. For some reason, she turned lazy after spending time with Xu Qingyan. She had had only one hit song and didn't feel like visiting the production crews.

If they didn't want to adopt it, so be it. They would regret it sooner or later.

Lately, such arrogant and lazy thoughts often crossed her mind. Despite having nothing, she had an inexplicable confidence, and that confidence probably came from Xu Qingyan.

It was like in a cultivation novel where the protagonist encounters the old man in the bottle, and just like that, switches to easy mode.

In his twenties, he seemed invincible.

She sat back in front of her computer and sent "Qing Tian" to the email of the "A Road Blooming with Flowers" production crew. This youth drama tells the story of boys and girls going through high school and taking college entrance exams for love.

Ding dong, the email indicated the message had been sent.

Pei Muchan wanted to send a message to Xu Qingyan. She intended to ask if he went to eat, but was unsure if he had gone to see Lin Wanzhou.

So she lay on the desk sulking for a while, before sending a "?" to him.

Xu Qingyan replied instantly, "Have you eaten? Should I bring you something?"

"Not eating tonight."

"Huh? Not eating tonight, are you planning to cultivate immortality?"

Gazing at the message he had sent on her phone screen, she inexplicably thought about that random idea. If she were cultivating immortality, surely Xu Qingyan would have to be the old man in the bottle.

The moment that idea flickered in her mind, Pei Muchan's heart suddenly felt warm,

"No, dieting."

"Stop dieting. You're already devastatingly beautiful, leave some room for others to survive."

The more they interacted, the more casual their conversations became. While her lips curled into a smile, she couldn't help but scorn internally. Talk about devastating beauty, but I don't see you reacting in any way.

"Then bring the same diet meal as last time."

"Okay."

After putting away her phone, Pei Muchan casually glanced at the data out of boredom. Very good... it had already broken through the million mark. Marketing indeed has its advantages, the results look good.

But the premise of marketing is solid quality; otherwise, it will backfire.

After checking the data, she searched casually for the plot summary of "A Road Blooming with Flowers." It tells of a girl secretly pining for a boy for three years of high school. Why is it always unrequited love?

Pei Muchan closed the window and leaned her head on her hands on the table to daydream. She couldn't help feeling like the world was one big unrequited love drama troupe, with everyone gazing at the one they love but cannot have.

Thinking about the last trending post about Xu Qingyan, she felt even more down.

She originally thought she had discovered a hidden gem, but later found out it was something others were also thinking about, just unable to grasp for various reasons.

Upon a casual glance, she suddenly noticed the paper under his mouse. To pass the time, she walked over to take a look, and it was this look that made her freeze.

"In a Hurry That Year?"

There were only some simple annotations, but the lyrics were very clear. The mouse covered part of it, but it didn't hinder reading—the lines were moving at first glance.

One line stood out, "If we can't meet with tears in our eyes, can we still meet with a blush on our face?"

And there was another song that revealed, "Clearly a movie with three characters, yet I can't have a name."

These lines were clearly not from the same song; the difference was too obvious. It seemed as though there were three songs written on the paper, each with just a few lyrics shown, but the last song was fully exposed.

It felt familiar; he had sung it before, "Favoritism."

She wanted to take it out for a closer look but felt a little embarrassed. After hesitating for a long time, she still indignantly returned to her seat and waited until Xu Qingyan came back in his car.

Upon entering the door, the cool air hit her.

"Finally, I feel alive! It's too hot outside." He came in with a diet meal in his hands, sweaty from the heat, "Ah, you have no idea, it's so fun to eat at that little diner."

"Listening to two old men chatting at the door, the older generation's past was really wild."

He placed the diet meal on Pei Muchan's desk, "Back when transportation was slow, you wouldn't find out you'd been cuckolded until two years later. All this talk of innocence filters, the older generation truly dared to think and act."

"What gossip have you been listening to now?" Pei Muchan gave him a look, suddenly acting coy.

"Can't talk about it, but I can say it was really an eye-opener." Xu Qingyan sat back in his seat, grinning, "If you really want to know, you need to show proof you're an adult."