Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity

After some deliberation, he started speaking.

"Is your friend's family very wealthy?"

"Yeah."

"How wealthy?" Xu Qingyan asked the key question, "Well... the wealth itself also affects the answer, and they had a son."

Shen Jinyue looked puzzled, "I'm not sure, my... my friend should be from an average family, I think."

Then she mentioned a name. Xu Qingyan searched it up and immediately gasped. An average family… Which average family owns several companies?

Although not as wealthy as Shen Bancheng or my father Zhang Erhe, that field is also considered one of the leading enterprises. Extremely rich and noble, completely different from an average family.

Now it was Xu Qingyan's turn to be dumbfounded. This answer was a mess.

This question was beyond the scope of expectations.

Shen Jinyue looked at him, he looked at Shen Jinyue, and swallowed before saying.

"Do you plan to fight for the inheritance?"

"No," she shook her head, looking confused, "I've never thought about this and haven't discussed it with anyone. I just don't know what to do, and I don't fit in at school."

"They argue about me not going to school, but when I'm at school, I feel terrible. Once I go home, I have to pretend not to hear their whispered arguments behind the scenes."

He slightly clarified the logical relationships and discovered that the relationships were not complicated.

After pondering for a few seconds, he suggested.

"You should stay out of adults' business, they don't treat you as an adult. First, sort out the school issue; not staying in the dorm can solve eighty percent of the troubles."

"I don't want to go to school, they all dislike me, I feel it might be my problem." Shen Jinyue looked troubled, "At school, I'm always alone."

"With your personality, it would be strange if you could be smooth, but that's not the problem," Xu Qingyan never believed in analysis, always advocating for practical work to forge a country.

"How about this, I'll introduce you to a friend who goes to Xinghai University as well. I can't promise anything else, but if she takes you around, you definitely won't lack friends."

At these words, Shen Jinyue lifted her head, her eyes wide open.

"Really?"

"Why would I lie to you, I'll hook you up," Xu Qingyan said, "She is quite a decent person, I'll give her a heads up later, and you can find a chance to meet."

With a buzz, the phone vibrated once.

Shen Jinyue looked down at her phone, Xu Dislike-Ghost recommended a friend to you.

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Chai Qingshan was a freshly graduated intern at a TV station, who had spent two days of the Mid-Autumn three-day holiday lounging at home. He played games for an entire day, then watched movies all night long.

The long night was stretching ahead, and as a regular part of taking care of his body, he went through a complicated process of revisiting his history log to restore an app he had deleted during his last sage mode.

Three hundred pages, he flipped through them in just four hours. Really, what a piece of cake!

When he finally fell into a deep sleep, it was eight in the morning, and by the time he woke up, it was already seven in the evening the next day. After he weakly ordered some takeout, he began to look non-stop for variety shows to watch while eating.

"Love Hunter" grand finale aired hot?

He had already watched it live, completely uninterested. Enjoy new stories from empire

Flip, flip, flip, he found himself in a similar predicament as the night before, surely he couldn't just keep flipping through the variety shows?

After picking up the takeout, still unable to choose the right variety show for eating, he glanced again at the sitcom in his favorites that he had watched countless times.

"Not watching anymore, I can recite the lines by heart," he sighed, turned on the TV, and prepared to watch the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, his last option.

Even if it wasn't fun to watch, it would at least add some small talk for gossiping at work the day after tomorrow.

Two hours passed in a flash, and Chai Qingshan was completely dumbfounded.

The Mid-Autumn Festival Gala was predictable; it wasn't boring, but nearly every act followed a formula—song and dance routines, solo singing, not-so-funny comedy sketches...

At nine o'clock, he lay in bed, using his phone to complain about this year's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala in the work group chat.

"There's really nothing interesting, too classical yet not modern, no sincerity at all. The shows are so forgettable, I can't remember what was sung."

Suddenly, Zhang Min, who hardly ever spoke in the group, jumped out and sent a message.

"Homogenization."

Chai Qingshan was taken aback for a moment and almost instantly remembered what she looked like. Black-framed glasses, average appearance, not fond of smiling, a serious and staid person.

"Yes, severe homogenization, they're almost like they were carved out of the same mold," he typed and sent the message. Then he saw Zhang Min share a music video and add a comment.

"This newly released MV is good, better than the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala shows."

MV? Do people even watch these ancient things anymore?

Chai Qingshan was a bit puzzled, but, considering the recent exchange with Zhang Min, it would be somewhat awkward to ignore her now, so he reluctantly clicked into the MV.

The opening was a rendered slate-gray image, and the dramatic atmosphere hit him instantly. The strong contrast in colors caught his attention.

He was slightly startled; the MV had interesting picture quality.

The camera pulled back in a dimly lit room, where air was filled with fine dust. As the melodious prelude played, the door creaked open.

With a few transitions, golden sunlight, the "Unique Skills of the Same Light" scroll on the wall. The sound of children practicing their skills rhythmically echoed as half-grown kids were doing their kung fu, crying out with emphasis.

"If we're devoted to this profession, then we must concentrate and work hard, to become famous throughout the world..."

Half a minute had passed by this point.

Chai Qingshan put away his impatience, interestedly continuing to watch.

"Is the moon always this round during the Mid-Autumn Festival?", "Of course it is, silly, haven't you heard Wang Wei's poem?"

"Will we be together?", "Of course! We'll be together for life, a day, a moment, a second less can't count as a lifetime."