Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity-Chapter 618 - 326 The Actor

Chapter 618: Chapter 326: The Actor Chapter 618 -326: The Actor Waking up in the morning, Xu Qingyan finally felt a hint of coolness.

The cell phone screen lit up, showing November 1st.

After autumn, each rain brought a chill, and he suddenly felt like having an ice-cold soda, a craving for cigarettes that had long been forgotten since quitting years ago.

Back in his university days, when heavy physical labor and consecutive all-nighters were common, he reluctantly accepted a cigarette from a fellow kitchen worker and gradually developed the habit.

After graduation, he gave it up—not because it was bad for his health, but because it was too expensive.

Smoking a round and the awkwardness of whether to give cigarettes or what kind to give.

It was better not to smoke, and pretend to be oblivious to everything else—triumph for the idealist.

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Under the covers, Pei Muchan was muttering in her sleep and gently turned over.

Xu Qingyan didn’t plan on waking her up, but to tell the truth, her blankets were quite soft.

It wasn’t to say that Lin Wanzhou’s blankets weren’t soft; it’s just that the temperature hadn’t dropped yet then.

Naturally, a blanket was not as comfortable as a duvet, there was no comparison.

To put it simply, the duvets at Xu Qingyan’s place were not soft enough.

He wasn’t short on money, he picked a moderately priced duvet and blanket and just took it, though it wasn’t notably great either.

Pei Muchan belonged to the hamster-type older sister: afraid of starving after achieving success in her career.

She set up a studio, bought houses and cars, two sets of each.

That deluxe flat she had was left vacant, not lived in at all.

Only this unit in the Jiangpan Residential Area could be considered her home, where she had thought through every detail.

Furniture and bedding, everything categorized precisely—overall…

Only Pei Muchan’s felt more like a home since she had taken root in Xinghai.

Xinghai was too far from Shanxi, and she liked it that way.

Even the little Queen of Heaven was stubborn when being rebellious, turning emo when facing issues, in short—tough.

But she was only tough at certain times; most of the time, she was gentle.

He was going to prepare breakfast…

definitely not by hand, previously he had tried to be romantic.

Actually, the breakfast he made wasn’t that tasty, better to just order in.

A day’s work began with him leaving the house alone.

Pei Muchan didn’t feel like going out today, but he indeed had things to do.

The movie was ready in all respects; only the casting of the actors remained with a few options.

Yet, the final decision still had to be made by Xu Qingyan as he drove past an intersection, silently recalling the profiles of the actors that Zhou Mian had brought.

He wasn’t looking for an exact match, just someone who could deliver the performance.

Film is indeed an art, but he himself was just a transporter.

More than artistic effect, he looked forward to its commercial value—a good business.

If it’s about sentiment, then he really couldn’t care less.

He could appreciate others’ creations, then promote them to be known by more people.

Arriving at the building where his company was located, Xu Qingyan was about to go upstairs when suddenly he heard a noisy argument from the side of the building, seemingly someone quarreling.

“Why are you like this, my phone screen is shattered!

Can’t you watch where you’re walking, are you blind?

And you said it wasn’t you who bumped into me!”

If his old class wasn’t on the third floor, he would have been too lazy to take a look.

In the corridor, a pompous woman with her best friend was grabbing another…

hmm?

A familiar face?

A woman in a black suit.

Isn’t this Jiang Yunyao, whom he had seen at last year’s Spring Festival gala?

What’s she doing here?

Thinking that after all they were friends before, he still stopped.

Hesitating for two seconds, recalling her always hanging around him in college, he walked over.

“Jiang Yunyao.” Xu Qingyan called out.

The two women turned their heads, both saw Xu Qingyan, and a confused look flashed across Jiang Yunyao’s anxious face.

This face seemed familiar; he is…

Xu Qingyan.

Must be seeing things, why would Xu Qingyan be here?

“Let’s talk nicely, first let her go,” Xu Qingyan said naturally.

“Why should we listen to you!” The woman retorted with discontent.

“Yeah, who are you!” Her best friend added.

“I’m her friend.

Let’s talk things through calmly, there’s no need to get physical,” Xu Qingyan said, and the aggressive girl was about to speak but got interrupted.

“Shut up, let me listen to her first.

Also, let go, don’t pull and drag, she’s not going to run away.”

“Why won’t she run if you say so?

What if you’re in cahoots?” The woman said harshly, “Call the police, I don’t care, you bump into me, you have to compensate.”

“Yeah, for sure you’re in cahoots,” another woman said.

Xu Qingyan laughed out of anger, damn it, it’s not like they’re attributing attitude problems to me, right?

I’m just a passerby, not here to watch idiots.

“I’m short on time, with more things to handle.

I’m here to solve the problem, let’s clarify everything, don’t just threaten to call the police.”

“You’ve been holding the phone for so long without doing anything, call your mom’s police!”

Hearing this, the woman, seeing his fierceness, reluctantly let go of Jiang Yunyao.

It proved that bullies are afraid of even tougher people; it takes one to deal with another, and Xu Qingyan was never a kind person.

“She bumped into my phone, dropped it on the ground and it broke, she has to pay.

And she also bumped into me, I need to go to the hospital for a check-up, expect various compensations, that’s it.”

Xu Qingyan nodded upon hearing this and turned to ask Jiang Yunyao.

“You bumped into her?”

“It wasn’t me who bumped into her, they suddenly ran into me,” Jiang Yunyao said quietly, almost crying, “They insist it was me who bumped into them, I didn’t.”

Hearing this, Xu Qingyan turned back towards the two women.

“You see, the facts are clear, no collision, you’re fully responsible.”

The two women were dumbfounded, some contemporary Judge, not even trying to hide it!

Such obvious bias!

Talking about resolving issues.