106 Fu Lin Is the Best Ever! (Please Bookmark)

Under the camera’s gaze, Su Yunjin’s smile was not the cold, knowing sort after seeing through everything. It was an embarrassed smile instead.

She glanced left and right, her eyes settling on Zhang Chuchu, then sweeping over Guan Tongyue and Zheng E.

Only then did her gaze finally rest on Zhang Xiaoxiao. Her almond-shaped eyes shimmered like rippling water as she said, innocent and wide-eyed, “Teacher Zhang, what’s wrong with you?

I was only saying that if you want someone to look after you, you should ask our squad leader, the director, or the producer.

Why are you... angry?”

Her tone was soft and gentle. At first hearing, she sounded like a little flower wronged by the world.

Zhang Xiaoxiao, who had just been about to shift the blame onto Su Yunjin, was instantly made to look like an old hand at suppressing newcomers.

His face, so confident a moment ago, stiffened. His eyes widened. He took half a step back and hurriedly said, “Hey, no, I didn’t. Don’t slander me. We’re all old foxes here, so don’t try any of that nonsense on me.”

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“Damn it, that’s too much.”

“Zhang Xiaoxiao is really disgusting.”

“Exactly. He clearly started it, so how can he turn around and blame Su Yunjin now?”

“I’m furious. That Zhang bastard looks disgusting, and his character is even worse. I’m the first one who wants to hit him!”

In the livestream, as they watched Su Yunjin being bullied, the viewers were so angry they were practically hopping in place.

But after all, they were separated by the internet. At this moment, all they could do was speak up for Su Yunjin online. For the real Su Yunjin, such voices could do nothing at all.

The viewers were raging.

Meanwhile, backstage, Xu Zhang was also staring at the suddenly aggressive Zhang Xiaoxiao on set, completely baffled.

Turning to the executive director, he asked, “Does Zhang Xiaoxiao have some grudge against Su Yunjin?”

The executive director was equally confused by the question and shook his head. “Never heard of it. Zhang Xiaoxiao and Su Yunjin probably haven’t even met before.”

“Then what the hell is wrong with him?”

Xu Zhang’s face was full of disgust.

Zhang Xiaoxiao was notorious in the industry for being a person of poor character. If the military camp training had not been so grueling, and so few people had been willing to come, Xu Zhang would never have given Zhang Xiaoxiao this chance in the first place.

But now it seemed that a person with rotten character would be rotten wherever he went.

What grievance could Su Yunjin possibly have with him, for him to target her so viciously?

His anger was burning, but for the moment Xu Zhang could only pretend not to see anything. After all, he was the director, and Su Yunjin was merely a guest.

In a certain sense, Zhang Xiaoxiao’s aggressive posture was even favorable for the ratings.

The camera remained focused on Su Yunjin and the others.

Just as the atmosphere on set fell to freezing, a voice suddenly came from behind Su Yunjin.

“What ghost-story nonsense? What old foxes? This is a military camp. None of that feudal superstition here!”

The speaker had the distinct voice of a man in his twenties. It was not especially magnetic, yet it carried unmistakable authority.

Su Yunjin was the first to turn around, and saw Fu Lin, along with three other squad leaders of the same rank, walking over at some point.

Behind Fu Lin, the other three squad leaders all wore cold smiles.

Facing the camera, they did not hide a thing, their gazes locked straight onto Zhang Xiaoxiao.

And Fu Lin, the one who had spoken, displayed the very blood and grit of a soldier. His chest was lifted, his expression stern, and his one-hundred-and-eighty-centimeter frame stood protectively in front of Su Yunjin, as though shielding her in his shadow.

“We’re not talking superstition. It’s a meme, you know?”

Seeing Fu Lin come over, Zhang Xiaoxiao did not restrain himself. Instead, he met him head-on, rolling his eyes with a clear air of contempt.

“What meme? Do you think I didn’t hear you? Just now you were talking about asking someone to look after you.

Let me tell you, this is the army. Everyone here is equal. Don’t bring your little tricks into this place. If you want to form a clique, then get out of the army!”

His words landed like iron striking stone.

Fu Lin raised his voice several notches, practically shouting as he reprimanded him.

Behind him, the three squad leaders who had been coldly smiling just now began to snort in disdain. They exchanged looks and regarded Zhang Xiaoxiao as if he were some insignificant little pest.

The four of them standing there seemed like a wall of steel, their presence pressing down so heavily that no one else dared to act up.

Zhang Xiaoxiao, too, knew enough to shut his mouth.

“I’m telling you, today’s matter ends here. From now on, I don’t want to hear a single word about anyone being looked after or not.

In the army, the only things that can look after you are your own strength and your own sweat. Enduring hardship, shedding sweat, not fearing exhaustion—those are the only things that matter.

Don’t think that just because you’re celebrities, you’ll get special treatment. You’re the same as everyone else. You’re all here for training. There are no exceptions. Do you understand?”

Zhang Xiaoxiao tilted his head and said nothing.

But Fu Lin did not let him off. His voice rose another notch.

“Answer me! Why aren’t you speaking? Have you gone mute?”

His tone had become the kind used when training soldiers.

As Fu Lin’s voice sharpened, the eyes of the three squad leaders behind him also turned cold.

In the army, the least feared people were the troublemakers.

As squad leaders leading troops, they had seen more than their share of difficult men. Even the sort who acted as if they were bigger than heaven and earth could still be made to obey orders properly.

Someone like Zhang Xiaoxiao, who dared to make trouble simply because he was a celebrity, was exactly the kind they were willing to challenge.

A dangerous air began to spread from the three squad leaders.

Zhang Xiaoxiao felt it too. He glanced at Fu Lin, then at the three squad leaders. Though he was humiliated, he was also sensible enough to give in and said, “I understand.”

“Louder!”

“I understand!”

Zhang Xiaoxiao straightened up without meaning to and answered in a loud voice.

After hearing his reply, Fu Lin was finally satisfied, and the three squad leaders also withdrew the dangerous edge they had been carrying.

Even so, under the camera’s gaze, all four of them were smiling brilliantly now, their eyes full of amusement.

As Fu Lin moved forward, the three squad leaders walked along and chatted casually.

“Hey, how many five-kilometer runs do you think someone like that would need in our squad before he could survive?”

“Five kilometers? Make it a weighted run.”

“If that doesn’t work, throw in the four-hundred-meter obstacle course.”

“That could work. But start with a five-kilometer run, and add a hundred push-ups while you’re at it.”

Still talking, they walked off.

From beginning to end, Fu Lin never once looked at Su Yunjin. The squad leaders also never looked at her.

Yet their conversation, without the slightest attempt at concealment, reached the ears of everyone present, Su Yunjin included.

Guan Tongyue, Zheng E, and Zhang Chuchu all looked especially grave now, no longer as relaxed as before.

Under the camera, Guan Tongyue even unconsciously moved closer to Su Yunjin.

Feeling Guan Tongyue’s tension, Su Yunjin wrapped an arm around her shoulder to comfort her.

The scene was wordless, yet it stirred a tremendous storm in the livestream of Hot-Blooded Vanguard.

“That was amazing. Fu Lin is too cool. The moment he scolded Zhang Xiaoxiao, I was in love.”

“Hahahaha, Zhang Xiaoxiao deserves exactly that. You filthy man, who do you think you are? Under the iron discipline of the army, you’re nothing but trash!”

“Fu Lin is the best ever!! Love Fu Lin so much!!!”