Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity

For the first time, she saw unmasked ambition in his eyes, like a bright full moon, shining upon the flower that bloomed at dusk.

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At one in the morning, the car drove into Pei Muchan's residential complex's underground garage.

With a slam of the car door, he got out of the car and fetched her bag from the trunk, then looked up. Pei Muchan was standing by the front of the car, waiting for him, their gazes briefly met before drifting apart.

Their relationship was somewhat like the ambiguousness before college entrance exams. Making a little progress during every heart-to-heart, yet neither wanted to break this delicate situation.

"Let's go," he said.

He walked her to her door, well past one in the morning.

Xu Qingyan didn't say much, nor did he invite her to sit inside. Everything that needed to be said had been discussed on the way, and now the only activity left—if they went inside—would be rolling in the sheets.

Pei Muchan fumbled with the door, quietly said "Goodnight."

"Yeah, goodnight," he replied, watching her close the door before he turned and took the elevator down.

A night without words, the next day.

The next day, all the studio staff happily returned to Xinghai for a three-day break, all except for Xu Qingyan and Pei Muchan, who were still at the studio as usual.

Pei Muchan was writing songs, spending most of the time in the composing room.

Xu Qingyan sat in front of the office computer solo, clicking away as he browsed through trending posts about Ji Chen.

This guy's popularity was terrifying, dominating the trending searches for three days. After briefly looking through the comments, which were incredibly dim-witted, Xu Qingyan couldn't help but laugh each time.

"What's wrong with being a sleep-fan? As long as it's consensual among adults. Instead, it's that sly young bitch who has ill intentions, ruining Brother's future for her own selfish desires."

"All you people who enjoy the spectacle, do you even have hearts? Get out of our super-topic, it's you who have ruined our Ji Chen family!"

"The matter isn't concluded yet, the police haven't issued a statement. A bunch of haters here jumping around, like really, you've got nothing better to do! Can't you respect a normal adult's physiological needs?"

Xu Qingyan was cracking up—the super-topic was indeed legendary, but he thought it wasn't enough. So, he logged into his alternate Weibo account and posted a status under a big fan label.

Little Dove Hates Cilantro (Postgraduate Success Edition): "Brother did nothing wrong, he simply was in someone's way, hehe, those in the know understand. I won't stop being a fan or leave the fan group, that's my stance."

"As for those who enjoy watching troubles unfold, those kicking people when they're down, I won't blame them. They're just a misled mob, all I want to say is that the innocent will clear their name!"

"If Ji Chen geigei gets detained, I'll change my nationality. I study at a prestigious 985 university, I'll emigrate, and they'll miss out on talent."

"We iChen fans don't look for trouble but aren't afraid of it either. Even if we're targeted, so what? We have millions of iChen sisters in all industries. You all handle the jailbreak, and after I emigrate, I'll serve his sentence with my foreign nationality."

"Brother will be safe, and if necessary, we millions of iChen fans will clash with them, fight to the death. Let them see what iChen power is!"

After a flurry of typing, he hit the send button and instantly went offline.

Once the post went out, it surely attracted a lot of attention. In just half an hour, the replies passed eight hundred, exposure snowballing.

"This is crazy, talking about jailbreaks. @CCTV @Youth League Central, aren't you going to manage this?"

"Woah, is this guy for real? Too many explosive statements, my CPU's overheating... every sentence is iconic, not looking for trouble but not afraid of trouble, that's just idiotically bold."

"This account screams big fan, they're not pretending. Fandoms these days are really insane."

The incident blew up fast, and Xu Qingyan checked the comments on his main account non-stop. He couldn't stop scrolling even while eating, the smile never left his face all day.

More troll accounts chimed in, like:

"Thinking of climbing up without a thought? Did you think your ass is gold-plated? Now that you've got Brother locked up, you're satisfied, destroying the blessings of so many female fans!"

By two in the afternoon, even a prominent Weibo influencer jumped out to ride the wave.

"What could be a better benefit than celebrities sleeping with fans?"

This really had Xu Qingyan in stitches, doing nothing all day but lounging with his legs crossed, clutching his phone, scrolling through comments. Various media outlets followed up, afraid to miss any of the drama.

The fire grew larger, and what he said was like pouring fuel on it. But the police investigation would take time, allowing room for public opinion to ferment.

At six in the evening, Lin Chuan called Xu Qingyan; his voice was a bit excited.

"Brother Xu, the first day downloads surpassed one million! 'The Big Fish's' final sales data is one million one hundred thousand, with daily sales exceeding two million!"

No wonder Lin Chuan was so excited. When a king-level singer released a single, daily sales barely broke seven million. Despite the hype, most of it was fluff.
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Even so, reaching nearly a fifth of a king-level singer's sales was miraculous.

Compared to Lin Chuan, Xu Qingyan's reaction was much more subdued.

"Got it, you go get busy, unlike me who has all this free time. Once you're done with your work, we'll get together for a good meal," he said.

"Okay."

After hanging up, Xu Qingyan turned to receive a WeChat message from Jiang Ling.

"Teacher Xu, Lin Chuan's new song blew up," she said.

Without even a single emoji, the message seemed out of character for her, almost seeming resentful.