Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity-Chapter 399 - 244: New Year’s Eve is Upon Us, So Someone Begins to Plan with Bittersweet Feelings / About Pei Muchan’s Background

Chapter 399: Chapter 244: New Year’s Eve is Upon Us, So Someone Begins to Plan with Bittersweet Feelings / About Pei Muchan’s Background

As the end of the twelfth lunar month approached, Jiang Ling felt somewhat depressed.

With Yu Yao’s new drama released, her previously paid-for trending spot was directly obliterated. She was numbed—she had planned to use “dignity” to break into the top twenty of trending searches.

But as a result… after briefly hanging in the twentieth spot, she was completely overthrown by several trending searches about Yu Yao.

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It wasn’t a big deal that the money was wasted; buying a trending spot was always high-risk, high-reward. Yet, Yu Yao had bought trending searches, and even her competitors were doing the same, turning the trending list into a free-for-all.

Especially after Jiang Ling looked up Yu Yao’s new show and almost threw up at the bone-dry acting. Really, with that kind of performance bound to be ridiculed, she was buying trending searches?

#YuYaoActing#,#YuYaoLeadRole#, there were all sorts of comments under the trending searches.

Jiang Ling almost bit her nails off while watching, feeling somewhat discontented but could only suppress it. After all, the other was one of the “National Four Little Flowers”, a bona fide lead role actress.

Some things aren’t apparent on the surface. Jiang Ling didn’t care whether Yu Yao’s new drama was good or if the acting was cringeworthy. She was just envious that Yu Yao had once been popular and become one of the National Four Little Flowers.

If she could become famous like that, she wouldn’t care about any spicy criticisms.

With a bang, Jiang Ling collapsed onto the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling. It had been over half a month since Xu Qingyan last contacted her.

The contract for “dignity” had been drafted, sent, signed, and then there was no follow-up.

Mud still smells even when it’s on the bank, Jiang Ling felt she had acquired a taste for the thrill of a resurgence in fame. Becoming unused to the quiet that followed was somewhat uncomfortable.

She unlocked her phone, going through her chat history with Xu Qingyan. The date was stuck at the beginning of December, and his tone was as casual as if he was asking whether to help pick up a takeout order downstairs.

A song was tossed over, sizzling for half a month and then fading away.

Now, Jiang Ling had become accustomed to expecting another song, but Xu Qingyan showed no sign of action. A few days ago, she even stumbled upon his short video.

Men… really do love the new and loathe the old, moving on to college girls.

As Jiang Ling lay there, a thought flickered through her mind. He couldn’t have forgotten about her, could he? Nearly a month had passed without a word from him.

Torn for a moment, her phone suddenly rang—Xu Qingyan had unexpectedly sent a message.

“I’ve set up a film and television company. Are you coming?”

Another casual remark left Jiang Ling utterly dumbfounded. What kind of invitation was this? It was absurd—after all, she was still a well-known singer.

She typed, “/smile/ I’m just a singer, not an actress.”

Her acting would be truly worse than Yu Yao’s. But then again, a film and television company also deals with singers. Was he trying to lure her aboard?

Thinking this over, Jiang Ling found it even more preposterous. She wasn’t that kind of person.

Xu Qingyan had just entered the industry this summer if she recalled correctly, and in less than half a year, he had set up a film and television company. Now he wanted to recruit her? This was madness.

She erased her initial response and typed a new one.

“Coming.”

Xu Qingyan probably didn’t expect such a straightforward answer and didn’t know what to say for a moment. Soon, a three hundred-word message came through.

The gist of it was that the company was newly established and success was uncertain. The pre-emptive invitation didn’t guarantee anything solid, but the offer would certainly be decent, with details to be discussed when the contract was ready.

During this time, she could think it over and was free to back out at any time.

Reading the words “free to back out”, Jiang Ling bit her nails. This was clearly stating that he could find someone else to promote at any time—it was up to her to sign or not.

She knew she wasn’t like Pei Muchan or Lin Wanzhou, those songwriter-singers. Her biggest flaw was that she couldn’t write songs herself and relied entirely on buying them.

There were many singers like her in the music industry; Xu Qingyan could definitely find a replacement. And if she didn’t have good material to offer and couldn’t write her own, then she’d be in a real predicament.

Even if the contract was one-sided, as long as it made her famous, she would sign it.

…..

Chang’an, afternoon, chilly winds howled.

In the director’s office.

Gan Wenchang stretched lazily and glanced at the calendar on the desk he forgot to flip—December 25th. He suddenly remembered the appointment a few days ago and fell into thought.

Shoot, I spouted off without thinking.

If he bailed now, he would certainly be in for a long month of feeling low.

He turned to look at the King of Tidiness, Xu Qingyan, and felt a bit guilty. Yesterday, he had made plans with a girl to go to Xinghai and become a “free-spirited” young person for New Year’s.

So he probed, “Hey, you really have no activities for New Year’s Eve?”

“None. Why, do you have some?” Xu Qingyan had stopped working after the shift and knew what Gan Wenchang was hinting at—he likely wanted to bail.

“None.” Gan Wenchang felt a little uneasy, just asking.

“No? Pfft—” Xu Qingyan mimicked his intonation, putting on a righteous face to accuse, “We have a traitor among us, do you plan to betray the alliance?”

“Bro, I play for the Horde.” Gan Wenchang responded.

“Forget it, I knew you weren’t reliable. What are you planning for New Year’s Eve? Meeting up with your ex to get back together? Or…”

“Get back together? You kidding me!” Gan Wenchang said, “I had a hard time getting rid of her last time, being with her was too tormenting, with all her moping around.”

“Oh~ So for New Year’s Eve…”

“A sister of mine from back home is coming to Chang’an for New Year’s…” Gan Wenchang raised his eyebrows suggestively.

With that, Xu Qingyan understood. But thinking about the upcoming New Year’s Eve, he also frowned; one less person to help was troublesome.

He slowly turned his head to look at Gan Wenchang.

“Gan bro, do you know how long Xie Junting has been preparing for New Year’s? I heard he recently stocked up on a lot of food and even got some barley juice.”

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