Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity

On January 12th, the first full-scale rehearsal began.

The subvenues and the main venue started to coordinate, putting everyone into a state of busy activity.

Xu Qingyan had no time to think too much, as new problems would arise on site every day. The college students followed to the venue to act as atmosphere handlers. The planning included a scenario of opening the city gates to welcome guests, requiring some acting talent to perform the scene.

The expression on their faces couldn't scream bitterness or resignation, since the theme was peace and prosperity. Displaying a face that cries out "I have been wronged" or that blunt "What are you looking at?" obviously showed that someone was complaining about having it too easy at work.

The college students met this criterion perfectly, with their faces full of innocence.

"What's in the lunchbox today?" Gan Wenchang walked in, saw Xu Qingyan busy, and asked casually, "I just saw a girl looking for you. She left with a gloomy face a while later. Did you not give her your WeChat?"

"Why should I give out my WeChat? It's not our job to take care of the city gate segment." Xu Qingyan gave him a glance and said, somewhat speechless, "What? Feeling sympathetic towards the ladies now?"

"So what if I am?" Gan Wenchang sat on the edge of the desk, slowly shaking his head, "You're just a well-fed man who doesn't understand the hunger of others. Don't you know that an eighteen-year-old girl attracts men of all ages?"

"Like that sister who asked you for your WeChat, she actually looked quite pretty."

"What's that look for?" Gan Wenchang got upset, countering angrily, "Of course you'd think nothing of female college students, you've been hanging around with two little queens. You even mock your poor brothers for falling for every girl they see. You're practically a beast alive."

"That's not right."

"What's not right? Isn't it the plain truth? Can you honestly say it isn't?"

Xu Qingyan shook his head, "No, you've got it all wrong. Wait until they release a platinum record, they'll become queens of the music scene afterwards."

Gan Wenchang: "Get lost!"

Xu Qingyan glanced at him indifferently, said nothing, and got back to work.

A couple of days ago, he had taken the time to check out the short video Junjie recommended and found that its popularity was far from the height it had reached when he was in a hard battle with the "I Am The Singer" production team.

To be precise, this sensation was more within the industry.

Outside the industry, viewers didn't care much about who wrote the lyrics or the music; they only cared about the singer. It was only after some traffic was driven by the video that people realized that the few songs they had been listening to recently were all written by Xu Qingyan. Then, they silently remembered his name.

A few short videos and articles by marketing accounts chased the traffic spontaneously, passing the baton and promoting it further. The more successful the promotions, the more people joined in. After a few days of this cycle, Junjie got the impression that Xu Qingyan was becoming extremely popular.

He didn't care about the fame, nor about the interviews.

For Xu Qingyan at this stage, ordinary fame no longer had any significance. He mainly shifted towards working behind the scenes. The few times he did appear to release songs, it was with purpose, not just for the money.

There were both good and bad things said about him now, but he didn't care about either. Only idols concerned themselves with such things, and he didn't need to please anyone—it didn't affect his earnings at all.

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"Did you get his WeChat?" the girl in the black, long down jacket asked with a gossipy look.

"No." Xiao Yan shook her head, her face full of disappointment. "He refused and just said if there were any issues we could find the director team or PD, and someone would come to take care of it."

"Ah, why?"

"It seems like he has a girlfriend now. He answered a call in the middle of our talk, and his tone completely changed." Xiao Yan recalled, a bitter expression on her face. "So embarrassing. I wish I hadn't gone earlier, but he seemed like a nice guy."

"Nice, even though he rejected you? Pah! What a jerk!" Her friend was indignant on her behalf, "Should we expose him? Public figures fear this the most."

"Don't!" Xiao Yan was startled and somewhat annoyed by her roommate's words. "He just rejected me, that's all; he hasn't done anything terrible. If he accepted just anyone, that would be the weird thing, right?"

"But you like him so much, you've been talking about it for half a month." Her friend went on, "Besides, you're a girl—shouldn't there be a gentler way for him to reject you? A direct rejection can be really hurtful."

"Is it?" Xiao Yan's voice was weaker as she mumbled, "I'm just a fan, nothing more; his songs are really good. I just wanted to get closer to my idol. Well, I won't bother him anymore."

"Xiao Yan, if it were me, he would definitely be in Xiao Fan's books by now," her roommate said. "If he really wanted to reject you, he wouldn't have given you any hope. It's clear he wanted to keep you on the hook, that's why he didn't shut the door completely."

Xiao Yan was momentarily convinced by her friend's words. However, upon further reflection, she felt it wasn't right. If you start with a presumption of guilt, then any analysis would be leading.

With sufficient motive, any charge could stand, right?

She laughed softly, not retorting against her friend since they still had to live together for a while. But the warmth in her eyes towards her roommate had faded significantly as she mentally crossed her off the list of friends.

Suddenly, the topic shifted to internships for the next semester.

"Where do you plan to go?"

"I'm not sure."

"You're so lucky. With your looks, you could easily become an actress."

Xiao Yan hadn't thought about this before. She wished she could get into a celebrity's studio. Sadly, the studios of celebrities she liked were not hiring publicly. Those who did hire college students were looking for personal life assistants for other artists.

The pay was low and the treatment poor, and being busy didn't even begin to cover it. Some celebrity agents would offer high conditions to recruit good-looking girls first, and after a few days of signing a contract, they would make veiled demands.

In essence, they would sidestep the question of whether the girls could accept... dealing with their desires.

The reason for not hiring female fans was that they could be too fanatic; one wrong move could lead to major scandals: "Why does he prefer her over me? Does he like the flamboyant type? Fine, then we can die together!"