Chapter 429: No Need to Strike by One's Own Hand

Earlier, when Nazha was up on stage presenting the award, there were actually people in the audience mocking her accent.

But this time, after Bai Liang deliberately lowered his own English level, everyone put on a serious face and clapped away.

Accent weird? No way? Couldn't tell at all~

This isn't double standards—it's purely respect for this big brother whose status and achievements tower over everyone else in the room.

Who'd dare laugh? Now he has fans all across Asia, and outside of the domestic entertainment circle, his fanbase is still constantly expanding.

The dramas he filmed before have basically all been selling overseas rights.

From commercial value to popularity, an absolute invincible all-rounder.

Anyone who dares laugh at this lord at an occasion like this—those fans will gladly teach them a thing or two about manners.

After all, only Bai Liang's domestic entertainment fans have followed him long enough for their mindset to gradually turn into that of a capybara.

Fans from elsewhere aren't much different from regular obsessive fans.

Those fans can be vicious when they curse someone out.

After delivering his acceptance speech four times, Bai Liang finally smiled and added: "Wishing everyone a wonderful evening."

Likewise, whether anyone else can have a wonderful evening, he's not sure—but for himself, this evening is definitely going to be quite wonderful.

After all, as mentioned before, Nazha sometimes doesn't care much about hygiene.

She's willing to do anything~

The whole venue erupted in thunderous applause!

Everyone clearly felt this award going to Bai Liang was beyond dispute.

Although many people had absolutely no idea what this award was even for, or when it had suddenly appeared.

But once the trophy landed in Bai Liang's hands, there would naturally be "great scholars" ready to spin it for him.

Because the one holding this thing is him, the trophy's "gold content" instantly shot up several levels and earned itself a spot on every major trending search.

That's pretty much the sole meaning of this award.

Even Bai Liang himself has forgotten what this award's full name is.

Before Bai Liang began his "performance" on stage, Nazha's heart had shattered.

They all look down on me, yet I just can't pull myself together.

No one props up my ambitions to reach the clouds, and I can't climb up there on my own either.

Everyone laughs at me, yet I'm the most laughable of all.

If she had even a shred of ability, she wouldn't be in a state of having no ability at all.

At this moment, she really wanted to pull the covers over her head and have a good cry, but she was afraid it'd be too comfortable and she'd fall asleep.

Just as her thoughts arrived at the question of whether to push herself or let herself off easy, Bai Liang on stage "reached out his hand" to her.

Besides being cute and adorable together with her, he could also be wonderfully weird together with her.

Of course, if it were some ungrateful sort, they might think Bai Liang was deliberately imitating her just to mock her.

But how could Nazha possibly think that~

"Holy shit, great immortal, great immortal, I beg you, start a class, I'll pay any amount."

"Can the cameraman on site give Nazha a shot? I really want to see her expression right now."

"I'm a girl, I put myself in her shoes, and I'm already sobbing my heart out—doesn't she have to marry him and pop out ten or eight kids?"

"Are you repaying a kindness or seeking revenge?"

"Am I the only one who thinks Bai Liang is really rude, maliciously imitating Nazha's accent?"

"Yes, only you think that, Dachun, you're different from everyone else, absolutely don't waste your time studying."

"This looks like it's heading for an intense 'fight'—feels like unless Aunt Flo suddenly arrives, this great immortal is definitely throwing hands tonight."

"What are you saying, you should say Japan might experience some pretty strong tremors tonight."

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Whether there were tremors or not is unclear, but Yang Tianbao next to her was already numb at this point.

Because she had just deliberately, for the sake of revenge, shot a line at Nazha: "You really need to brush up on your English~"

Nazha at the time was still immersed in her "grief" and didn't bother with her.

But now things were different.

Yang Tianbao looked up and found that Nazha was no longer watching Bai Liang, who was about to leave the stage, but was instead staring at her with bright, piercing eyes.

That gaze sent a chill down her spine, and an extremely ominous premonition welled up inside her.

Sure enough.

Nazha actually hummed lightly and said: "Brush up on English? I don't need to—I've got a man who dotes on me~ Do you?"

Do you?

Do you?

Do you?

The words lingered in the air, unbroken and endless.

What does it mean to strike a snake right at its weak spot? Compared to Nazha's earlier direct attacks like "I've given you face" or "old hag," this line was actually more devastating!

Lies don't hurt—the truth is the sharp blade.

Yang Tianbao really did have no man doting on her—otherwise why would she be so aggressively trying to snatch Nazha's?

That one line nearly made Yang Tianbao lose her breath; she had to take several deep breaths in a row before gradually steadying herself.

Sharp-tongued little wretch!

For a moment, Yang Tianbao even felt a pang of sorrow—she had only just parted ways with Mr. Huang, and they hadn't even made it public yet, yet she was already getting ridden in the face by a younger female artist.

Is the difference really this huge?

Na Zha: That's not the case—even if you're still Mrs. Huang, I'd output exactly as I always do.

Love-brain types prioritize universal equality; she never distinguishes between targets, attacking every emerging "bad woman" without exception.

Who hasn't she roasted? People like Dili Reba, Miss Jing Tian—you name it.

Whether she succeeds in roasting them is another matter, but she never lacks the courage to fire first.

Meanwhile, if someone doesn't display their behavior as blatantly as Yang Tianbao, Na Zha barely attacks them—even treats them quite well.

Because she simply can't detect those less obvious cases.

Identifying a "bad woman" is a technical skill.

So compared to Unlike Ni Ni, she's the true "warrior."

No matter what you blabber, I don't understand! Eat my "punch!"

Lin Wuer caught in the middle: This is terrifying—is this really the ecosystem of female idols in the domestic entertainment industry? Do they really blast each other like this behind the scenes?

She was the only one around who understood Chinese, but she had to pretend she'd forgotten everything—couldn't understand, couldn't understand~

Though she'd never watched Three-Body, she'd already gained some understanding of the Dark Forest Principle.

At this moment, it's best to pretend you're a dog—eyes straight ahead, minimize your presence.

Otherwise, the victor might randomly shoot you too, or the loser might take out their anger on you.

At the same time, she sighed inwardly: Ohba, is your circle really this fiercely competitive?

Huh? Why hasn't he come back yet?

Bai Liang: The girl groups backstage are too enthusiastic—I can't get away.

After this, they're about to hand out a major award—one where multiple groups can all go onstage together.

So there are quite a few people backstage right now.

Bai Liang first ran into Wang Jia'er and the others, exchanged a few words.

Those few words made it impossible for him to leave.

First, he was surrounded by girls from a large group asking for autographs; Bai Liang naturally didn't refuse.

But he felt these girls seemed unusually young.

He casually asked, and the tallest one, named Zhang Yuanying, actually said she was born in 2004 and debuted last year.

2004?

She's two years younger than Zhao Jinmai. Did she really start dancing on stage so early?

Bai Liang: The Korean entertainment industry is truly monstrous~

He actually enjoys watching girl group dances—he'd found today's performances thoroughly entertaining.

Because they really are hot.

Guys, who doesn't like watching youthful, beautiful bodies sway and twist in front of them?

But if a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old girl dances with her butt in his face, it almost gives him a sense of guilt.

Still, in this group, she seemed to be the only one that young—the others were at least seventeen or eighteen.

Hmm. Seventeen and eighteen—there's still a difference. All of them wore makeup, their deception was very strong; Bai Liang didn't know where to look.

After all, each of them wore shorts exposing their thighs, and their tops barely covered their abdomens.

Maybe they'd sensed Bai Liang was a "no minors" gentleman.

One girl named Quan Enfei voluntarily said she was born in 1995.

That age finally made Bai Liang breathe easier—he'd already noticed her earlier.

After all, among these girl group members, she stood out as a top contender.

Bai Liang pondered inwardly: With such good development, she can't possibly be a minor, right?

Born in 1995—that makes perfect sense.

So during the photo session, the 1995 girl, leveraging her age, figure, and team-leader status, forcefully claimed the prime spot right next to Bai Liang.

This was only the first wave of girls—just as he bid farewell to this bizarre girl group, Blackpink swooped in.

This group debuted earlier and was older, with no Gen-Z members at all.

But perhaps because of their age, they were even more unrestrained.

Especially that Thai girl—

Bai Liang truly gained new insight today: she wore such tight shorts they literally outlined her body shape—was this intentional or deliberate?

Too bad, when she went to perform at the Crazy Horse Show, he wouldn't be able to show up and support her.

——

Na Zha's shout of "Qiong Ha" topped trending charts that very night.

Even jokesters had already started creating memes.

This is the speed of the internet!

Fortunately, most reactions were teasing; netizens said they'd found a new source of joy.

As for criticism over Na Zha's pronunciation or claims she'd embarrassed herself internationally, a capybara had already taken all the blows for her.

Want to attack Na Zha? You must attack that guy who activated the mockery skill first.

It's not impossible to attack him—but his HP is absurdly long, and his defense is impossibly high.

Even after pounding for ages without draining his health, the damn thing regenerates automatically—where do you even file a complaint?

Thus, from the very beginning, this incident was defined as an entertainment meme event.

Though slightly embarrassing, it didn't subject Na Zha to serious malice.

Otherwise, she'd cry—and if she cried, Bai Liang would have to comfort her. The workload still landed on him.

Na Zha herself posted a self-deprecating Weibo immediately: Life is long—I'll just endure it~

Of course it was the team's work—Bai Liang had already taken the main fire; if they still couldn't handle the rest, they'd be standard iron trash.

As for the real Na Zha herself, she hadn't done nothing at all.

In fact, she could be said to be the hardest-working person in the team.

She worked tirelessly to thank Bai Liang for reaching out to her.

Aside from satisfying Bai Liang's sudden little quirk, perhaps because she was in Japan, she'd been "contaminated" by some local meme, and even wanted to add something more thrilling.

Like calling him "Master" or other such flirty terms.

But Bai Liang firmly refused her, with a reason that was utterly solid: New China has no slaves!

In that moment, his radiance nearly blinded Na Zha's eyes.

She felt guilty for her own "dirty" thoughts—how could she ever think he'd like such disrespectful nonsense~

It was truly unacceptable!

But before she could express her admiration, Bai Liang signaled her: "Hey~ buddy, don't stop, keep going faster!"

While the two were still on a date in Japan, the domestic entertainment circle was rushing through progress on Wu Fan's case, besides the "Qiong Ha" incident.

The victims' alliance had already gathered together!

And they weren't just hammering some heartless lover anymore—they were directly targeting his illegal and criminal acts! They demanded justice at all costs.

Yet even at this point, these girls hadn't reached the stage of calling the police.

They'd merely shifted from demanding an apology to demanding Wu Fan be expelled from the entertainment industry, to make him collapse completely!

The police hadn't intervened either, since no one had filed a report~

Arguments on Weibo? Sometimes who knows what's real or fake.

Then, the Idea King arrived—though late.

A clever con artist began his dual-fraud scheme.

Pretending to be another victim, she collected evidence from the girls, then turned around and used it to blackmail Wu Fan.

But Wu Fan's side wondered: Why are you still hammering me after I paid?

So they began drawing from predecessors' experience.

Call the police, lock them up, and be done with it.

Yes, exactly Wu Xiubo's experience.

Calling the police did work—the con artist was quickly caught by the cops—but Wu Fan blew up.

His case couldn't withstand investigation.

It didn't even need much investigation; the evidence the girls had gathered saved the cops a tremendous amount of work.

Approved for arrest!

This development shook the heavens!

It instantly attracted even more attention.

Originally, people thought he'd end up just like Li Yifeng—but now everyone was wondering if Wu Fan would actually go to jail.

A top idol being locked up? That was truly fresh! It shattered the ceiling of collapse.

Many couldn't even imagine such a scene, so everyone wanted to witness it.

Public opinion was so strong that it felt like Wu Fan wouldn't even deserve to avoid sewing machines.

"Did you do this?"

"Huh?"

Looking at Na Zha's curious face, Bai Liang scratched his head. "Why do you think it was me?"

Na Zha pouted. "I don't know, it's just a feeling. Didn't Li Yifeng collapse too after he offended you?"

"Who's spreading rumors? I don't have that kind of power," Bai Liang waved his hand.

A rotten fruit falls from the tree on its own.

He only needed to stand there—the cause and effect required no effort from him.

How much suffering the other would endure under the flood of fate, Bai Liang didn't know.

He didn't bother asking.

After all, Bai Da was kind-hearted—he couldn't bear to see others suffer.

"Everyone says so," Na Zha scratched her head, confused, as if she herself couldn't tell if it had anything to do with Bai Liang.

"Next time someone says that, you rebut them—it's pure rumor! These things have nothing to do with me. Is there even a trace of me in any of it?"

"That's true!"

Na Zha thought his words made perfect sense—her little treasure couldn't possibly have that kind of power.

And he was so kind—he was always the one being mistreated.

"I'll protect you well!" Na Zha vowed firmly.

Bai Liang immediately agreed, even clasped his fists: "Then I rely on you~"

But then Na Zha wore a smug "you've been tricked" expression. "Hmph! Still pretending to be weak and innocent? Guess what I found in your pants pocket?"

"What?"

"Ten or so notes and business cards—just from going to a Korean awards ceremony."

"I thought there were fewer than ten," Bai Liang said, surprised.

After a moment's thought, he figured it out.

Some girls must've slipped them in secretly during autographs or photos—he hadn't counted those.

"Why don't you ask me how I dealt with those things?" Na Zha said, dissatisfied at Bai Liang's calm demeanor—this reaction was wrong!

"How did you deal with them?"

"I'm not telling you~"

"Naughty!"

Yet after all that buildup, Nazha found that Bai Liang, this rascal, simply refused to take the bait.

This made her absolutely furious.

It was a move she'd finally thought up — how could it completely fail to play out the way she'd imagined?

In the end, she simply threw caution to the wind. "You need to be a little more on your guard!"

"What do you mean?"

"I noticed a while back that you seem especially easy to trust people. At first it was Sister Yanzi and the others — of course, I'm not saying there's anything wrong with Sister Yanzi and the others, the main thing is that this attitude and way of thinking of yours isn't good. You should have some sense of vigilance!"

"Mm-hm, that makes sense."

Seeing Bai Liang nod in agreement, Nazha naturally continued her lesson in satisfaction, as if the two of them had gone back to how things were when they'd first met.

Back then, Bai Liang had been a greenhorn who'd charged headlong into the entertainment circle, knowing nothing at all — every bit of common sense about the industry had been patiently taught to him by Nazha.

It was just a pity that he'd taken off too fast, and soon left Nazha behind him.

And so "Nazha's Little Classroom" had never been able to restart.

Watching her deliver her lines with proper pronunciation and earnest precision, Bai Liang finally understood why her English sounded so strange.

It was simply a matter of habit — even her Chinese had a bit of that one-word-at-a-time, popping-out feel.

Still, since she was used to speaking Mandarin, the sense of incongruity wasn't quite as strong.

But if you watched carefully, you'd notice she put a lot of effort into speaking — it felt like her whole little face was straining.

Kind of cute.

"Hey, you have to listen properly!"

Teacher Nazha was truly strict — discovering that her disobedient student had actually drifted off, she immediately reminded him.

After all, the two of them were about to part ways again soon, so she had to hurry and say it.

And because of that rotten woman Yang Tianbao's appearance, Nazha felt it necessary to give Bai Liang a proper heads-up.

The way he was, he really could easily be hoodwinked and deceived by people.

Bai Liang: Oh no, I've turned into a pure-hearted big boy.

(End of chapter)