Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity

His gentle gaze harbored tremendous ambition, wishing to even burn himself in the process. He wanted to drag everyone into the fray and burn together until nothing was left.

On stage, Chen Ling and Xu Qingyan sat face to face.

Chen Ling asked, "After becoming an overnight sensation, has your mentality changed at all, or do you have any new goals?"

"Well, my mentality hasn't changed much, fame is just a relative state," Xu Qingyan gestured with his hand, "but the surge in popularity has indeed changed some things, like the sales of all songs...."

"I saw netizens saying that your first song 'Qing Tian' doesn't seem like a work of a newcomer, how do you respond to such doubts?"

"I'm not very clear on that, being new to the industry, I don't know what the standard for newcomers should be," Xu Qingyan said with the utmost humility, yet his words were bold.

"What do you think of the 'I Am the King of Songs' stage?"

"I'm not good at adapting, only at creating originals, which might be one of my disadvantages," Xu Qingyan insinuated, "to win, it takes more than just being able to sing."

Chen Ling asked many questions in one go, including his career plans. and his relationships with Pei Muchan and Lin Wanzhou, asking all the questions the audience was interested in. Find adventures at empire

Xu Qingyan answered honestly, only resorting to a bit of interrogation avoidance when the two women were brought up. Indeed, his preparation included learning how to dodge interrogation.

The production team had given him the test papers in advance, the aim being to allow him to cheat. No one overlooks the first episode of a show, nor their first televised interview debut.

Chen Ling was relentless in her questioning, digging to the root, and if she detected any lies, she would repeatedly inquire until the truth was revealed, or until the interviewee made a mistake.

Xu Qingyan was quite candid, including sharing the widely publicized "fighting" incident from start to finish without any concealment.

As the nearly hour-long interview concluded, Xu Qingyan had basically responded to everything. Whether good or bad, he threw out all the controversial points and addressed them one by one.

Compared to letting others speculate, analyzing himself with preparation gave him the initiative.

Zhang Min watched the entire process with an expressionless face, admitting Xu Qingyan had answered well. The more he did so, the more she resented his clever and crafty approach.

At the end, Chen Ling asked one last question.

"What was the original intention behind creating your new song 'Dao Xiang'?"

"It's meant to give strength, I hope people who listen to this song will feel uplifted," Xu Qingyan paused, "Actually, this song is dedicated to Lin Wanzhou, yes."

"Why?"

"Because of some childhood experiences, I just mentioned we grew up in the same place."

"Childhood sweethearts?"

"Uh, not really," Xu Qingyan hesitated, "If we must describe it like that, then yes, I was out of my league back then, but we were indeed close."

"You hope she gets uplifted, in what way?"

"In all aspects, people are easily affected by their past experiences. No matter what, only when one returns to their own time zone can life settle down."

Xu Qingyan knew Lin Wanzhou well enough that some things needed no overthinking.

"To live life, after all, is just about being 'at ease'."

"Ancients said they saw the heavens and earth, the multitude of beings, and later generations made many different interpretations. My superficial understanding is, I decide my fate, and one decides their own path."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ling was slightly stunned.

This was the first time she heard Xu Qingyan utter such cryptic words at the recording venue. The speech was still sincere, but probably only the people involved could understand.

From the crowd's edge.

Zhang Min, standing among the crew members, understood and felt struck by lightning.

During this interview, which lasted over an hour, her distaste for Xu Qingyan peaked. Yet, in the end, she felt devastated by his few sentences.

She had a dark past and couldn't face the true self. From childhood to adolescence, she kept hating herself while disregarding the world.

The past was inescapable because genuine empathy simply doesn't exist in this world, "I understand you" is merely a pretty yet hollow phrase.

Despite having heard many truths, she still lived a careworn life.

Yet she hadn't expected to hear such sincere words from someone she didn't like; being oneself is the only way to return to a peaceful state of life, it sounded more genuine than anything she could dig out from her own heart.

For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

Snapping back to reality, she realized the live recording had ended. Her dear colleague came up and tugged at her sleeve. Zhang Min didn't respond, she was instead looking for Xu Qingyan's figure.

"Zhang Min, what's wrong?"

"Where is he?"

"Who is it?"

"A guest."

"Just went out, what's wrong with you, Zhang Min?" As her cute colleague was about to ask more questions, a gust of wind suddenly rose beside her. "Hey, hey, where are you going, Zhang Min?"

After finishing the interview, Xu Qingyan was leaving the corridor.

Too much time was delayed; it was definitely impossible to buy a plane ticket and fly back. The high-speed rail tickets were also gone, so he could only stay at the hotel, planning to buy a plane ticket back tomorrow.

There were also universities asking to purchase the rights to cover songs, and counting them carefully, there were a total of four universities. Although he didn't know what had happened, he agreed to all of them.

Just as he was about to send a message to Pei Muchan to inform her that he wouldn't be able to return to Xinghai until tomorrow, suddenly there was a sound of running behind him.

"Teacher... Teacher Xu."

The person in front of him stopped, panting. It was a girl wearing black-framed glasses, not particularly beautiful, looking somewhat old-fashioned, probably because she rarely smiled.

But at the moment, she seemed somewhat nervous as she stood in front of him and said.

"I really liked what you said, that people can't step over their gloomy past, but they must also allow their life to remain in their own time zone. Thank you, those words are very important to me."

Xu Qingyan was a bit stunned. "It's no problem."

"Could I add you as a friend?" There was excitement in her eyes, but it didn't seem like the thrill of seeking fame or fortune, but more like a soul's pull. "Is that okay?"

He usually didn't add people as friends, but he always felt this girl was not ordinary, so he nodded his head.

"Okay."

...

Back at the hotel, he sent the edited message.

"Too late, no tickets."

"Have to go back tomorrow."

It was already dark outside, the sound of the air conditioner whirring softly.

Xu Qingyan collapsed on the bed, thinking about today's interview. As he went over his words, he found nothing wrong and breathed a sigh of relief.

Buzz, Pei Muchan had replied to the message.

He picked up his phone, expecting her to send a habitual "Okay" or "Hmm," but was surprised by her actual response.

"Didn't you say you'd be back today?"

"Something wrong?" He composed a message but then paused, taking a closer look at her message.

Suddenly, he felt that Pei Muchan's tone was a bit melancholic. It was just one day apart. Their relationship, it seemed, wouldn't matter much even if they were apart for a month.

Why was there an inexplicable feeling as if they were newlyweds?

After hesitating for a while, he deleted the "Something wrong?" and re-wrote.

"The interview ran long, couldn't make it."

"What time tomorrow? I happen to be free, I'll pick you up at the airport." Pei Muchan didn't take long to reply, but after sending this message, she didn't send another.

What time? Have time?

These two points clearly did not harmonize; was she free for the entire day?

"At eleven in the morning."

"Okay."

Looking at the last "Okay," Xu Qingyan held his phone, rolling slowly back and forth on the bed. While rolling, he pondered the meaning of this "okay."

Too tired from the day, he fell into a dazed sleep without bathing. He didn't sleep soundly at night and got up to take a hot shower.

The next day.

Just exiting the airport, he saw Pei Muchan from a distance, wearing a black mask and hat, her aura slightly cool, standing out conspicuously in the crowd.

Xu Qingyan almost involuntarily thought of her message from the day before, "I happen to be free," and couldn't help but feel a slight strange emotion in his heart.

Approaching Pei Muchan, his steps were tinged with joy. It felt as though their souls were drifting out and intertwining, forgetting he was still in this world.