The Jianghu Calls Him Feng Yidao

Xu Lingyu looked smugly at the expressionless Feng Bingbing, smiling brightly.

"I'm sorry, Sister Bingbing, I was just speaking the truth. Don't be angry."

Feng Bingbing also smiled and asked Xu Lingyu, "Sister Xu, what perfume are you wearing today? It smells so good!"

Xu Lingyu was taken aback. Before she could answer, Feng Bingbing fanned the air in front of her nose and said disdainfully, "What a shame. Such a good perfume still can't cover the scent of green tea on you."

Xu Lingyu's expression changed, and she pointed at Feng Bingbing, "What do you mean by that?!"

"I'm sorry, Sister Xu, please wait a moment."

Feng Bingbing clasped her hands together and bowed slightly to Xu Lingyu apologetically, then extended her hand to Xiao Zhu.

Xiao Zhu was stunned, then pleaded softly, "Little Bing, can we just let it go?"

Feng Bingbing's eyes were resolute. She beckoned to Xiao Zhu, who reluctantly took a mask out of her bag and handed it over.

Feng Bingbing put on the mask and said to Xu Lingyu, "Alright, Sister Xu. Now I won't smell your bad breath. You can continue what you were saying."

"Feng Bingbing! You dare to insult me?!" Xu Lingyu's face turned red with anger, and she stood up, ready to confront Feng Bingbing.

"Sister Xu, please calm down!" Everyone nearby was terrified and quickly pulled her back.

"Sister Xu, you misunderstood. I never insult people, because I'm more capable with my hands."

Feng Bingbing sneered, rolled up her sleeves, lifted her white shirt, and tied the ends into a knot at her waist, revealing the toned abs on her fair stomach.

Xu Lingyu was stunned, and immediately recalled the rumors in the industry about Feng Bingbing having a Taekwondo Black Belt certificate. She struggled furiously, "Don't hold me back!"

However, her strength to break free grew weaker and weaker, until she finally appeared to have been persuaded and eagerly sat back down.

Feng Bingbing ignored her and turned to sit aside, letting the makeup artist touch up her makeup.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the makeup room finally returned to peace.

But this peace was quickly shattered. Xu Lingyu finished her makeup first and, before leaving the makeup room, decided to hurl one last insult. As she passed Feng Bingbing, she sneered, "Some people have sharp tongues, but they don't realize they've already become a joke in the industry."

This was actually true. After her public confession at the concert last night was silently rejected, Feng Bingbing had become the subject of gossip and ridicule behind her back for many people.

Even some of her endorsements and announcements had been affected.

Xu Lingyu felt this jab was quite brilliant. She quickly walked to the door, ready to bolt if Feng Bingbing exploded in anger.

However, Feng Bingbing remained seated calmly, not even looking at her, and said indifferently, "The moment you start talking about me behind my back, you've already lost. You treat me as a topic of discussion, but I find you unworthy of mention."

"You..."

Xu Lingyu and Feng Bingbing debuted around the same time. One was under Baoliyin Entertainment, and the other was with Yunshi Records.

As newcomers launched by two rival companies, there was a natural intensity between them.

Xu Lingyu, a graduate of Shanghu Music Conservatory, and confident in her looks and figure, believed she could easily crush Feng Bingbing.

Yet, years later, her rival had become an invincible Little Diva of the Music Scene, while she herself was still hovering between top-tier and almost top-tier.

Feng Bingbing's statement "unworthy of mention," while perhaps an exaggeration, accurately reflected the difference in their status.

This wasn't just a stab to the throat; it was like drilling directly into the back door with a power drill.

Xu Lingyu pointed at Feng Bingbing from afar, her finger trembling, but she didn't know how to retort.

After a long moment, she could only let out a pale scoff and stumbled out of the makeup room.

Feng Bingbing continued her makeup calmly. After the artist finished, she also got up and headed towards the filming set.

Xiao Zhu followed behind, sighing helplessly, "With so many people in the makeup room just now, Feng Yidao is definitely going to be trending today. Sister Wan Qing is going to kill me."

Although Feng Bingbing acted like a devoted fan towards Senior Lin, her mouth was incredibly fierce when dealing with others. She was nicknamed "Feng Yidao" in the industry.

She settled scores the same day and never let grudges carry over to the next. Her comebacks were always ruthless.

Since her debut, Feng Bingbing had been on hot searches countless times for her sharp retorts.

Of course, the reasons were usually the same as today: others would start with passive-aggressive remarks, and then Feng Bingbing would dismantle them completely.

Competitors who had conflicts with Feng Bingbing accused her of disrespect, while her fans loved her straightforward and bold personality.

In the fake and chaotic entertainment industry, shouldn't there be room for a bold, real, and straightforward "little pepper"?

In her short three years since debut, Feng Bingbing's rise to the position of Little Diva was not only due to her perfect looks and decent singing, but also significantly influenced by her captivating personality.

However, this personality was a double-edged sword, and she had offended quite a few people over the years.

Zhou Wanqing found this very troublesome. Knowing Xu Lingyu would be there today, she feared Feng Bingbing would make her cry, and had repeatedly instructed Xiao Zhu to keep a close eye on this "little ancestor."

She hadn't expected to fail.

"Xiao Zhu, tell me, do I have a single innocent soul under my tongue?"

Feng Bingbing stopped and turned to look at Xiao Zhu seriously.

Xiao Zhu thought for a moment, "Not at all. Little Bing, you never lash out at people without reason. It's always those people who provoke you first."

"Then that's that. I haven't done anything wrong, my conscience is clear, why should I be bullied and not fight back?"

Feng Bingbing turned her head and strode towards the filming set. Her ponytail swung with her long legs, her hair brushing past her slender waist and then swaying around her rounded hips.

Youthful and bright, valiant and heroic.

Xiao Zhu stared blankly and murmured, "Little Bing is so capable, why does she get so confused about that Senior Lin matter?"

Just then, Zhou Wanqing called, "Xiao Zhu, has Bingbing started filming? Is it going smoothly?"

Xiao Zhu gave a wry smile, "If Little Bing doesn't end up on the trending searches later, then I guess it's going smoothly."

"I knew it," Zhou Wanqing sighed and continued, "Tell Bingbing later that the deal for Pure Voice has been settled. The contract will be signed in a couple of days, and she'll be recording the show in Jiangrong next month. She's a mentor this time, so remind her to keep her temper in check!"

The next day, 9 AM.

Jiangrong Drama Center.

The Jiangsu Province preliminaries for Pure Voice were underway.

Although the footage from these preliminaries wouldn't be broadcast in its entirety on Jiangrong Satellite TV, the production team would select some highlight clips for the preview trailer.

There were quite a few audience members present, along with cameras.

"Brother Mu, this way!"

When Lin Mu arrived at the Jiangrong Drama Center, Fat Tiger was already waiting at the entrance.

"The contestant waiting area is at the back door, Brother Mu. It's right here. Number nine just went up, and you're number sixteen. It'll probably be a while."

Fat Tiger had already registered and scouted the location yesterday. He led Lin Mu through the back door familiarly and pointed to a room behind the stage.

"Okay, I'll head in then."

"Go for it, Brother Mu!"

Lin Mu checked the time. It should be done around eleven, which would give him enough time to get back to the company's cafeteria for lunch.

He pushed the door open and walked into the contestant waiting room.