Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity

"Our families have some past connections; they helped us out before," Xu Qingyan explained vaguely, "now it's our turn to give her a hand."

"Oh, got it," Shen Jinyue was indeed easy to brush off.

Although Shen Jinyue never revealed her family background, from her usual comments and that innocently naive look, anyone could tell she was a missy born with a silver spoon in her mouth.

Plus, with God's blessing, just from posting cover videos, she could earn a million in revenue, not to mention live streaming and endorsements. She already had her own little treasury.

Among the people around, Teacher Xu was the poorest.

Even Zhou Mian bought a large flat, and having a mortgage... a mortgage is also an asset. What's more, he wasn't even close to spending all he had; if he dug into his family funds, he could pay in full.

On the contrary, Xu Qingyan spent the Mid-Autumn Festival pigging out on a rich heiress's dinner for free. Claiming to take her out to eat was purely freeloading, outrageously so.

He glanced at his phone; Lin Chuan still hadn't replied, probably hadn't opened the file to check yet. On the other hand, Zhou Mian sent an "all sorted" emoji.

"Brother Xu, the first round of generic posts is all set up, should be enough to keep rolling out for half a month," Zhou Mian said.

"Alright."

Xu Qingyan wasn't in the mood for food, intending to search for high-quality marketing posts. Accidentally, he caught a glimpse of Shen Jinyue turning to look at him out of the corner of his eye. Explore stories at empire

"What's up?"

"Why aren't you eating?" Shen Jinyue looked puzzled, then glanced back at Xu Qingyan, "You're already so twisted, you have to stay healthy."

The two always threw jabs at each other; initially, the clueless Shen couldn't outsmart Xu Qingyan. Perhaps due to the time spent together, she learned quite a few snide remarks through osmosis.

True! One takes on the color of one's company.

He scoffed, "Heh, then don't ride in a psycho's car, take a taxi home by yourself."

"No, I was wrong," the clueless goose surrendered at once, without a trace of fight, "Do you want some of mine, I'll split a piece of the smoked fish with you… half a piece."

The restaurant was located in the center of Xinghai City, and their meal cost around four hundred. Almost every table was occupied, but nobody paid special attention to Xu Qingyan and Shen Jinyue's table.

After Shen Jinyue finished her dating show, she stopped singing; her account was currently not updated. Following Xu Qingyan's overnight fame, she also somewhat vanished.

Rather than saying they weren't recognized, it's more like ordinary people simply don't care about stars. Xinghai is not short of celebrities, let alone a lyricist and a sweet-style internet celebrity.

Without creating drama for oneself, nobody cares.

"No need, I've got something to do, you eat," Xu Qingyan shook his head, searching keywords ["Ji Chen"], ["Pei Xiang Tai Miao"] while he asked nonchalantly.

"You took a month off. You'll probably have to go back to school soon, right?"

"Ugh, I don't want to go back," Shen Jinyue looked troubled, clutching her head, "I'm already tired of studying; I want to live here from now on."

Hearing this, Xu Qingyan's gaze lifted from his phone screen, casting her a glance.

"Although it's not nice to say, if it's about bad personal relationships among classmates, why not spend a little money, get your diploma, and just leave?"

"Are you aiming for postgraduate recommendation, or is it your roommate planning to apply for it?"

"Neither, I..." Shen Jinyue suddenly stopped, hanging her head in silence.

She didn't want to talk, and Xu Qingyan couldn't be bothered to ask.

No matter how difficult the clueless goose's life was, her bank account still had a cold few million lying in it. With many unspeakable troubles, there was still a pile of family wealth waiting for her to inherit.

As for him, with empty walls at home, success was his only option.

He looked down at his phone, finding several articles about Ji Chen.

The first few were about Ji Chen being insulted as a young waiter, which Xu Qingyan had written himself. He circled a few key points, letting the marketing accounts elaborate on their own.

Ji Chen's early years as a waiter getting bullied by customers was nothing new and had even been hyped up as an inspirational story by his agent in previous years.

Simply put, it's selling misery.

This time, the waiter's story resurfaced, old wine in a new bottle.

The whole article empathized with Ji Chen geigei, even comparing him to a few Golden Horse Award-winning actors when they were struggling, subtly elevating Ji Chen to their level.

Starting with "Don't scold me," and ending with "A promising future."

Written by Xu Qingyan himself, the article had an intense and authentic flavor, surpassing even top marketing accounts. Zhou Mian almost lost it when he read through the draft.

Not long after the article was posted, the comments were diverse.

"Harm is harm; my heart aches for my brother Ji Chen. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger! Go for it, iChen for life, a promising future!"

"Everyone makes mistakes; I don't get why they keep harping on other people's faults. My brother Ji Chen is so inspirational, pat on the head, now he's a top celebrity!"

"Damn, the Renaissance? Bringing up stuff from two years ago to play the victim, is Ji Chen out of stories? Why not talk about the hit-and-run?"

"It's been six minutes since I've seen another waiter story, I'm feeling uneasy, bring on another one."

Xu Qingyan briefly looked through them and left a comment.

"Ten-year-old fan showing up uninvited, my heart aches for Ji Chen geigei for two minutes. Brother is like a rose grown amid thorns, he'll get on a bigger stage eventually."

After posting, he switched to another article praising Ji Chen's rock music skills.

He commented, "Most of the rock in China is self-indulgent; can't even understand what they're singing. Brother Ji Chen is genuinely talented, in my opinion, he could even make it solo."