Qiao Qianmo: "The ’Actor’ show is arguably the hottest variety show right now. I must win the championship in this show, overwhelmingly defeat Sumr, and prove to Ou Jue who the most outstanding person is! I’m betting everything to win over Ou Jue!"
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In the blink of an eye, it was ti for the coback round of ’Actor’.
Now with Xiyan’s soaring popularity, unsurprisingly, Xiyan broke through the competition and successfully advanced.
In the following episodes, the PK between Qiao Qianmo and Sumr undoubtedly beca the highlight of the show.
All the viewers split into two major factions.
One side supported Qiao Qianmo.
The other side, naturally, supported Sumr Xiyan.
In a private room of a certain café.
Ji Yanche, lounging carelessly with his legs crossed, clicked his tongue and said, "Tsk, tsk, out of nowhere, all of us other guests have beco your backdrop..."
Lan Ruge, who was originally leaning against Xiyan, jumped up directly and gestured enthusiastically, "You guys have no idea how fierce the fights between the two fan groups are now—it’s a bloodbath like no other. I’m not exaggerating, but Qiao Qianmo’s camp is overestimating themselves. If there’s no rigging and it’s purely based on ability, my big Sumr has nothing to fear from anyone!"
Xiyan, who was reading the script for the final rehearsal, looked up and was amused by Ruge’s antics.
Ji Yanche: "Wake up, dial down that ’I rule the world’ attitude, okay? You’re acting like you’re Xiyan’s spouse or sothing."
"My friend is aweso, which ans I’m also quite aweso. Any issues with that?"
"There’s no issue, but your future husband is also impressive. When are you going to be proud of him too?"
Xiyan redirected her focus from the script, looking interested, "How do you know Ruge’s future husband is impressive?"
"Ruge’s future husband has fifty million followers on Weibo, an idol star, charming, commands adoration, and has fans queuing all the way to the Himalayas. Isn’t he impressive?"
Wait a minute, putting all that information together, isn’t it just...
Lan Ruge’s lips twitched, and with fists eager for action, she chased after Ji Yanche to hit him, "Ji Yanche! Are you itching for a beating again? Daring to take advantage of like that?"
Watching the two of them making a ruckus, Ou Jue took a sip of coffee and said expressionlessly, "If you two want to fool around, go outside and do it. Don’t disturb my wife’s reading of the script."
Ji Yanche: "......"
Lan Ruge: "......"
So what if you’re a wife-doting maniac!
"No worries, I’ve already morized it." Xiyan put the script aside.
Ji Yanche lanted, "Whoa, whoa, you’ve already morized it? Sis-in-law, you’re unbelievable."
Ou Jue shot a cold glare in response.
Ji Yanche turned solemn: "What I ant is, Sis-in-law, you’re practically a deity!"
So many lines, and his beloved sister-in-law morized them after just a couple of quick reads.
They are both actors, but the difference is just so vast, damn it!
Ruge took the chance to mock, "Can people be the sa? The structure of our brains is different."
Ji Yanche gave a quirky smile.
"What’s with that smile?"
"Can’t you see? I’m doting on you." Hmph, if anyone else dared to say that to him, he would’ve kicked them away long ago.
Ruge: ...... Clearly, it’s the smile of an idiot.
Ji Yanche: By the way, where’s my little fangirl?
Xiyan understood, "Are you talking about An Ran?"
An Ran is truly Ji Yanche’s number one fan.
Xiyan patiently explained, "School just started, and Chi Cheng called to say she apparently didn’t do well on her monthly exams. Recently, Auntie An has been stricter with her, so she can’t make it."
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