Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity

You Zijun groggily woke up, and a cup of oolong tea had completely baffled him; he got up to find dusk spreading across the sea.

"Damn it!"

He lay flat against the porthole, fingers pressed into the cracks of the window, staring at the slanting sun over the sea, gritting his teeth.

"Xu Qingyan, you really fucking deserve to die!"

His head was slightly prickling with pain, but fortunately, there was no trouble getting up, and he staggered out to see everyone chatting on the deck, the diving equipment already gone.

He had slept from noon to the afternoon, and You Zijun was thoroughly confused, to hell with the oolong tea.

"You're awake?"

A person suddenly emerged from the crowd, vaguely bathed in the glow of the sunset.

You Zijun rubbed his eyes, doubting he was awake, and upon opening them, it was fucking Xu Qingyan, that asshole, with another cup of colorless liquid in hand.

"Little brother You, have a drink of water to quench your thirst after waking up."

Looking at Xu Qingyan's detestable smile, You Zijun suddenly became three parts more clear-headed, glanced down at the cup of water Xu Qingyan was holding… and flicked his lighter to test it.

It didn't catch fire.

"What are you doing?" Xu Qingyan asked, looking unamused. "Would I harm you? This is just ordinary mineral water, sponsored by our sugar daddy."

"Oh, thanks." You Zijun took the cup and drank a few sips, feeling much better.

Turning his head, he saw Xu Qingyan chatting with Lin Wanzhou, and he immediately felt suspicious. Why did it feel like he was the only one who got drunk? Could it be that this guy can't dive?

He wanted to ask but hesitated for a long time and didn't.

The setting sun hung in the sky, with clouds tinted by a fiery glow.

"Hmm, there are a lot of strange fish underwater... and then?" Xu Qingyan leaned on the inner railing, chatting with Lin Wanzhou in a half-hearted manner.

The director wanted him to play it even, he figured he shouldn't offend either one. But if he had a date underwater with both, he'd have to swim with both simultaneously, which was too difficult.

What kind of superman could handle both underwater? A novice would be doing well if they managed to take care of themselves.

He simply decided not to dive and played it cool.

"Underwater is not very comfortable, it feels a bit suffocating." Lin Wanzhou complained, her hand on the railing, her gaze towards the distant, fiery sea.

Hearing this, Xu Qingyan glanced at Lin Wanzhou, who looked angelic, and thought to himself just what's with her girlish charm? She seemed so naïve, easily deceived.

Being stressed underwater has to do with having a big chest, I guess.

"What a pity, I also wanted to go diving." Xu Qingyan sighed, pretending to be disappointed, "It's my fault for misreading the beverage, mistaking it for oolong tea by its color."

No dog would believe that, but Lin Wanzhou did.

"Do you really want to try diving?" She sneaked a peek at Xu Qingyan and whispered, "I have a membership to a diving club; do you want it?"

"No need, no need," Xu Qingyan hastily refused.

He was truly afraid Lin Wanzhou's membership was freshly started; that would be truly embarrassing. Given her inexperienced diving demeanor, from where would she have gotten a diving club membership?

"Why, don't you want to dive?"

"Ah, I don't really want to," Xu Qingyan turned away, feeling a bit guilty, "By the way, why were you outside the door at noon? You gave me a scare."

Upon hearing that, Lin Wanzhou's brow furrowed slightly, her expression somewhat adorable.

"I didn't hear anything!"

"Ah, is that so." Xu Qingyan swallowed, already wanting to slip away, "Actually, it's okay if you heard something; we were discussing important matters."

Having said that, he twisted open a bottle of mineral water and took a sip.

"I didn't eavesdrop, I knocked!" Lin Wanzhou said, tilting her head slightly upward, "And besides, you were both on the same bed already."

Pfft!

Xu Qingyan sprayed out a mouthful of water and turned to look at her.

"What! You can't just say that!"

"Well... sitting on the same bed." Lin Wanzhou seemed to realize that her words were inappropriate and quickly added, "I only heard a tiny bit, that you were writing a song."

Xu Qingyan: "....."

Isn't that practically the same as hearing everything, or at least she heard the whole latter part. But seeing that Lin Wanzhou had some discretion and didn't mention anything inappropriate in front of the cameras, there was no issue.

"Qing Tian" didn't need to be kept under wraps; the bigger the hype, the better.

He unlocked his phone, not accustomed to looking at the barrage of comments, but habitually checking the trending searches. A quick glance confirmed that the entry about Lin Wanzhou appearing on the love reality show was still pinned at the top.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity in his heart. Was he really on a love reality show with the little diva, and both participating?

The sense of atmosphere was truly miraculous, placing him, a nobody, amidst the aura of a little diva without any sense of incongruity or awkwardness.

Sometimes he would even harbor the unrealistic thought that maybe the little diva was just an ordinary person who might like someone like him.

The director was a damn genius, how did they come up with this kind of show?
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The boat was slowly returning to harbor, cleaving through the reflected sunset that filled the sky, turning its back on the fiery sunset and heading toward the port.

Xu Qingyan had no idea how the live broadcast data was doing, but looking at Cui Ying's overly joyous expression, he could tell that the numbers must have skyrocketed—the reaction of the working class was always the most genuine.

There was nothing much to film on the return trip over the sea, so the guests leaned on the cabin to rest.

Pei Muchan was covered with a thin blanket, lying asleep on the sofa, with Shen Jinyue lying in the middle, and Nian Shuyu next to her. Chen Feiyu was charging his phone on the other side of the sofa and chatting with You Zijun intermittently.

Lin Wanzhou sat next to Xu Qingyan, not sleeping either, playing with her phone with her head down and a baseball cap on. Her body swayed gently, like a hand of the clock swinging between 11 and 1.

Only with a much smaller amplitude in comparison.

Her fair neck was exposed like that, perhaps because of the heat, she pushed back the hair at the nape of her neck, revealing a large expanse of pristine skin. The camera in front couldn't see it, but Xu Qingyan could catch a glimpse every time he looked down.

The orange sunset floated in the cabin, the sound of the surging waves was sleep-inducing, and the golden twilight wandered.

"Xu..." She glanced at him from the corner of her eye.

"Hmm?" Xu Qingyan turned to look at her, "Seasick?"

She was about to say no, but the word turned into a hum as it reached her lips. Watching Xu Qingyan tear open an umeboshi packet, which he had gotten from Zhou Mian, he squeezed out one and handed it to her.

"Thank you." She took one and felt the sour taste roll over her tongue.

It took two seconds to adjust before Lin Wanzhou turned to look at him, straightening her expression, and asked softly,

"Are you writing songs for Pei... Sister Pei?"

"Selling songs."

"Oh." Lin Wanzhou recalled Pei Muchan mentioning about hurrying to record a song, which didn't seem like a casual purchase. "Do you have any other songs? I'd like... I'd like to buy one."

"Ah?" A puzzled voice arose, "That might not be a good idea, the selling price is a bit high."

"That's okay." She hurriedly explained, "I'm just asking, it doesn't matter if it's a bit expensive, I'm in need of songs right now... don't worry, I have pocket money."

Pocket money?

Xu Qingyan felt a twinge in his heart, why are you all so rich?