Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity

Chapter 77 : 77 I Say, Sister Ting Has Great Insight

Lin Wanzhou turned her head and forgot to let go of Shen Jinyue's hand.

The camera took a close-up of her flawless face, and even offered Xu Qingyan a close-up, well... it seemed like he got some of the limelight too.

After hearing Xu Qingyan's "Long time no see," apart from Pei Muchan, who showed little change in expression, everyone else at the scene was stunned.

They really know each other?

Shen Jinyue's mouth formed a perfect oval 'O', her hand still being squeezed by Lin Wanzhou. She looked at the pop diva, then turned back to Xu Qingyan.

It was as if, in that moment, the Xu Qingyan who had driven her just a moment ago had suddenly become someone different.

That feeling was like a fair-weather friend who relied on your generosity for a snack yesterday, and the next day, he was chumming up with the principal in front of the whole school.

Between them, suddenly there was a sad, thick barrier, and Shen Jinyue found herself unable to speak.

She could even imagine Xu Qingyan flaunting himself in front of her in the future, no longer having to deal with her harassment; she might even have to respectfully address him.

Brother Xu, I beg you for Sister Zhou Zhou's contact, please!

Lin Wanzhou heard Shen Jinyue's exclamation and realized her own gaffe, promptly releasing her hand.

"Sorry."

"It's okay! It's okay!" Shen Jinyue's eyes shone as she stared at Lin Wanzhou, suddenly noting how pale and tender her face was, and couldn't help but gulp down her saliva.

The male guests had mixed reactions; You Zijun's jaw was practically on the floor, and Liu Renzhi's mind buzzed. The good news was that a pop diva had arrived, the bad news was she knew Xu Qingyan.

Chen Feiyu and Nian Shuyu stood together, almost representing another of the most stable couples in "Love Hunter," aside from Pei and Xu.

However, most netizens firmly didn't acknowledge the Pei-Xu pair as a couple. They barely accepted Chen Feiyu and Nian Shuyu as a couple offering mutual redemption, a couple to dabble in lightly.

Bai Jinze had the most complex expression, unable to conceal his shock and anger. He could only turn his head, trying hard to hide the emotional turmoil on his face.

All he hoped for was that Lin Wanzhou's attitude toward Xu Qingyan would be cool and indifferent, hating all men equally. As the thought arose, this hope even became his lifeline.

He kept pleading in his heart, praying that Lin Wanzhou wouldn't respond, must not respond! Absolutely must not!

However, Lin Wanzhou's response shattered Bai Jinze's last fantasy.

Xu Qingyan just stood there, she glanced at him, and then slowly walked towards him.

Lin Wanzhou lowered her head and took each step deliberately, as if she were walking the path of these ten years over again.

That shaky decade, the long and dark span of time, with countless rehearsals of this meeting in her heart, was the most nervous yet most solid path she had ever walked.

At the end of this path was him, and all other scenery ceased to exist.

She felt a fire ignite inside her heart; the closer she got to Xu Qingyan, the warmer that feeling spread throughout her body. As she stopped in front of him, she couldn't help but clench her fists.

"Long time no see, Xu... classmate."

She started with the surname, pausing for two seconds before saying the first name.

"Yeah, I never expected the guest flying in would be you," he said with a smile, wanting to add something, but then saw Lin Wanzhou suddenly extend her hand.

"Shake hands..." she said.

He froze again, taking several seconds to respond, thinking she didn't shake hands with boys. Was it because they knew each other? Well... they did chat yesterday, after all.

"Oh, right." Xu Qingyan didn't think too much, and took her hand.

Her hand was soft, warm, and slightly moist. When he grasped it, he only intended a gentlemanly shake, but she clasped his hand tightly in return, their skins pressed together firmly.

Zhouzhou Lin was very nervous, and only when she shook hands did she realize that her hands were sweating profusely. Ugh...how embarrassing, she really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

In front of the camera, her blush was visibly spreading from her cheeks to her ears.

Pei Muchan stood not far from the sofa, clad in a vintage moon-colored cheongsam paired with a silver shawl. Her chest was high and proud, and her hips curved like ripe peaches.

At the moment, she had her arms crossed in front of her chest, watching the handshake with a calm expression, her eyelids twitching slightly.

Her heartbeat sped up slightly, and the ringing in her ears started again, the lake of shock in her heart beginning to tremble. A thin layer of sweat broke out on her back, a heat wave swept over her body, and she felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

It was as if there was something dirty—she didn't know who it was.

In the sea of exuberant barrage, there was a sound of breaking hearts one after another, with heartache literature frantically scrolling the screen.

"Don't shake hands, damn it! Director, please, cut that scene! A friend of mine is feeling bad, they've already 'gone under'."

"Motherf***er, I cannot coexist under the same sky with Xu the dog!"

"Director, say something, is it in the script? Say something, will you, director? I've been up for two nights and I really can't sleep now, director, I can't lose my Zhouzhou!"

"I'm sweaty." Zhouzhou Lin withdrew her hand, her face flushed red.

"Oh, sorry, it's mine," said Qingyan Xu, thinking she was embarrassed, and thus he tried to relieve her discomfort, "Maybe it's too hot, and my hands are sweaty."

Zhouzhou Lin blushed even more and said in a soft voice, "It's my hand...that's sweating."

Qingyan Xu didn't want to dwell on whose hand was sweating and simply said it was okay, attributing it to the hot weather. After a moment of thought, he said, "Come with me," and then led Zhouzhou Lin towards Pei Muchan.

"Did you stay up late transcribing music last night?" he asked casually.

"Yeah, I was too sleepy and fell asleep last night, didn't reply to your message," Pei Muchan said, slightly turning her head and glancing at Zhouzhou Lin by his side.

Their eyes met for a moment, paused, and then nonchalantly moved away.

....

Qi Ting sat in the car, enjoying the air conditioning, drinking iced cola she had snagged from the show crew, looking pleased as punch while watching the live broadcast of "Love Hunter" on her tablet.

Suddenly, a call from Wen Yun came in.

"Hello? Sister Yun."

"Didn't you say this move would work? How come your Sister Zhou Zhou looks like she's lost her wits now? What happened to the shattering of the white moonlight filter? Qi Ting, you'd better explain clearly!!"

"You see, Sister Yun, you're getting anxious again, all that is just a façade."

On the other end of the phone, Wen Yun's voice held back anger as she took a deep breath and said word by word.

"You think I'm blind?"

"Sister Yun, Sister Yun, listen to me, have you seen 'The Narrow Door'?" she asked.

"What 'wide door, narrow door' nonsense are you talking about? I'm talking about your Sister Zhou Zhou, don't change the subject," Wen Yun was close to losing her temper, wishing she could fly over and give her rebellious disciple a good beating!

"It's not a wide door, it's 'The Narrow Door,' a novel that Sister Zhou Zhou has been reading recently," Qi Ting said obsequiously, her voice flattering.

"Sister Yun, the female protagonist in this novel completely shattered her filter for her white moonlight, with her longing for love surpassing love itself."

"How does that saying go, only unrequited love can be romantic."

Wen Yun went silent for a moment, then asked hesitantly.

"Really?"