Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity

Qi Ting sat in the backseat of the Buick GL8 nanny car, enjoying the vehicle that could accelerate to a maximum speed of 200 kilometers per hour as steady as an old dog.

But at this moment, sitting in the backseat of the GL8, she felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.

She had always been fearless, never flinching while speeding in a car, but as they say, there is a counter for every wild. The person she feared the most was her master Wen Yun, and the other was Lin Wanzhou.

During her four years as an assistant, when she had just started the job, Wen Yun was already mentoring Lin Wanzhou. Back then, the eighteen-year-old Lin Wanzhou was even more silent and reticent, eerily quiet.

Sometimes, she would sit there all day long and not say a word, like a delicate human-shaped puppet.

Even now, Qi Ting could still remember the days when she first spent time alone with Lin Wanzhou, the silence unbearable, making her afraid to even make a sound.

She even slowed her breathing, unconsciously turned off the keyboard sounds on her phone, and unless necessary, kept the ringtone to the lowest possible volume.

Initially, Qi Ting thought the young lady might have a mental illness, which scared her quite a bit.

Later on, Wen Yun briefly mentioned something to her without going into detail. Reading between the lines, it was a complaint against her mother, and in the end, she even muttered the word "karma."

Lin Wanzhou's mother was named Guan Jin, whom Qi Ting had seen once. She was skeletal, with hollow eyes and a fierce tone when scolding someone.

Lin Wanzhou went on stage with a high fever and unusually sang out of tune. Madam Guan, sparing no effort, approached Lin Wanzhou, who looked like a withered green onion from her illness, and slapped her viciously. The severity of the slap left Qi Ting speechless, almost unable to resist calling the police.

Wen Yun didn't allow it, and after Madam Guan delivered that slap, she started crying uncontrollably while holding the burning hot Lin Wanzhou, as if trying to cry out all the tears of her life.

She only remembers how heartbroken Madam Guan seemed then, as if she wasn't the one who had administered the slap, while the Lin Wanzhou in her arms had a numb expression.

Qi Ting witnessed such a shocking scene for the first time, and it left a lasting impression on her young self.

Karma indeed was real; the next time Qi Ting saw Guan Jin was at her funeral two years later. Lin Wanzhou held Madam Guan's black and white portrait, standing among relatives, her expression wooden and lost.

During that time, the thing Qi Ting feared the most was being with Lin Wanzhou. She didn't know how Lin Wanzhou managed to adjust, but miraculously, she didn't miss any performances or work.

After Madam Guan's death, her stories gradually reached Qi Ting through Wen Yun, mostly fragmented narrations.

Through a fascination with gossip, Qi Ting managed to piece together the truth bit by bit, roughly assembling the trajectory of Lin Wanzhou's growth.

Madam Guan was once a somewhat famous singer in Xin Zhou City, who gave up her career for love when she was young but was constantly quarreling due to her strong controlling nature.

After one such argument, Lin's father stormed out on a rainy night and got into a fatal car accident. This was kept a secret from Lin Wanzhou, who was then sent to live with relatives in the countryside.

When Guan Jin was diagnosed with cancer, she sold all her property and brought her only daughter back from the countryside. She frenziedly invested money, enrolling her in the best schools with the best teachers, all for the sake of becoming a singer.

It was around that time that Wen Yun took notice of Lin Wanzhou, taking her under her wing to cultivate her talent, reportedly even signing a bet agreement with Madam Guan.

Qi Ting never saw the agreement, but based on what Wen Yun said, it seemed she had won.

Lin Wanzhou was born with perfect pitch, a charming appearance, solid fundamentals, and remarkable talent. With years of effort and Wen Yun's careful planning, she successfully debuted.

And just last year, she successfully defeated Pei Muchan, securing the title of young diva, a position she still holds to this day.

Back then, Qi Ting was too busy with her work to give it much thought. She vaguely remembers that it seemed like it was during those two years after Madam Guan's death that Lin Wanzhou began to gradually come alive.

Sometimes she would be seen holding a cell phone, engrossed in who knows what, slowly emerging. Her personality gradually normalized, and she became more cheerful.

Even so, Qi Ting still felt scared seeing Lin Wanzhou's silent demeanor, which had even frightened her enough to leave a shadow on the child.

"Sis... say something, I'm scared."

"Yeah, it's okay, it's not your fault." Lin Wanzhou reached out and touched Qi Ting's head, "I'm not blaming you, you did very well."

Hearing this, Qi Ting felt even more uneasy. In movies, this kind of line usually meant she would be jumping into the sea to feed the fishes by now.

After a long while, seeing that Lin Wanzhou truly wasn't blaming her and was still typing with her head down, Qi Ting slowly approached again.

"Sister Zhou Zhou, give me a chance to make it up to you; otherwise, I'll feel really guilty."

Lin Wanzhou hesitated for a moment, then responded.

"Okay."

Having said that, she turned her phone screen towards Qi Ting and asked somewhat bluntly,

"Ting Ting, how should I start the conversation with him?"

Qi Ting, looking at the screen which only had "Xu" noted down, felt somewhat dazed. She suddenly remembered that during Sister Zhou Zhou's birthday party, some asshole actor had made trouble, and in the end, Sister Zhou Zhou probably didn't get to meet her crush.

Damn it, that guy really was an asshole! What was his name, Bai... forgot it, fuck his mother.

"Sure, I'm the best at this!" Qi. Clown. Ting patted her chest and volunteered eagerly, "Your Majesty, your servant has a strategy..."

.....

At the dining table, Xu Qingyan was scoring the present guests (on a scale of ten) as required by the staff and sending 'heart-fluttering' messages to the female guests he fancied.

He had initially planned to give everyone zero points, but then thought it too clownish and decided to be normal.

So he gave Shen Jinyue one point, Pei Muchan ten points, and nine points to everyone else.

No sooner had he finished scoring than Shen Jinyue burst into outrage!

"Ah! Xu Qingyan, you're such a dead man! Why did you only give me one point!!! And you're hiding it, I saw it, you're still hiding it!!!"

"You must be seeing things. I gave you ten points," Xu Qingyan said with all seriousness, while simultaneously editing a 'heart-fluttering' message to Pei Muchan.

"No way!" Shen Jinyue stood up, her little watermelon face just two fingers away from Xu Qingyan's, "Unless you show me!"

"Liars have to swallow a thousand needles!!!"

"Huh? You're using a Neon custom to bind me, a native of Summer Country?" Xu Qingyan looked unimpressed, "In our village, lying just makes you lose ten thousand yuan."

"Then lose ten thousand yuan!"

Xu Qingyan turned around calmly, smiling.

"Sorry, I can't scrape up three hundred on me, Shen Jinyue, don't you have ten thousand?"

"Invalid! Bounces back!" Shen Jinyue was so angry she itched to rip Xu Qingyan apart, her gestures feral, as if ready to tear him to shreds, "You're such a shameless person!"

Xu Qingyan hummed a nonchalant agreement, then used the show crew's cucumber-colored phone to send a line to Pei Muchan.

"The little yellow flowers of your story have been drifting since the year you were born, the childhood swings sway with the memories right up to the present."