Hearing the harsh "fools," Xi Rubao couldn’t hold back anymore. Ignoring Wu Qianman’s attempts to stop her, she rushed forward to confront them:

"You’re just being fans, is it necessary? Does your Mr. Wu know he has fans like you bringing him bad publicity?"

Xi Rubao was still quite polite, just trying to reason without resorting to insults.

Who knew, just this remark had already infuriated that group of senior students, and they surrounded Xi Rubao, taking turns to blast her:

"Hey, you new fool, still want to talk back to your seniors?"

"Mr. Wu’s distinguished name is not something your filthy mouth can mention!"

"Where did this fly come from? You’re not one of Xi Langyue’s crazy fans, are you? Let me tell you, Xi Langyue is outdated now. It’s Mr. Wu’s world, and the number one in fantasy martial arts drama is none other than Mr. Wu!"

"Seeing as you’re a freshman and a little stupid, I won’t bother with you. If you dare beep anymore, we’ll have the Student Affairs Department send you to do social work—cleaning public toilets!"

Xi Rubao was utterly shocked.

She never expected that stating a fact would provoke such a fierce, insane attack.

Not only was her brother dragged into being insulted, but the other side even thought of using the student council’s authority to force her to clean public toilets as a nasty trick.

Following a star, has it turned into madness?

Beside her, Wu Qianman meant to stay low-key to avoid drawing attention, but now couldn’t help clenching her fists, stepping forward to help Xi Rubao out.

"You’ve gone too far. Isn’t chasing stars like this just twisted..."

Zuzi gently pressed down on her shoulder: "Xiao Man."

Hearing Zuzi’s voice, the agitated Xi Rubao in the crowd also calmed down a bit.

No, Wu Qianman’s face became well-known during the military training showcase. Even though she’s without makeup now and looks different from her screen image, if she gets recognized, someone will definitely exploit it, saying Wu Qianman took offense for being replaced in a role, and the ensuing backlash wouldn’t be worth it.

She immediately turned around, covering Wu Qianman’s mouth, walking back to Zuzi: "Forget it, let’s not talk about it. Let’s go to class."

I’ve never seen Xi Rubao back down in a fight or seen Zuzi stop her from doing anything, Wu Qianman was extremely surprised: "Um, Zuzi, darling..."

Laughter erupted behind them: "Admit you’re wrong now? Scared? These fools wanted to compete with us just now, thinking our Women’s Army was easy to bully?"

Passers-by also pointed and whispered: "The Women’s Army of Wu’s is really formidable, with Mr. Wu having their protection, he’s unstoppable in the circle. It’s pitiful that some new students don’t understand this and foolishly rush in..."

Xi Rubao was furious, but for Wu Qianman’s sake, she had to endure; her fingers clenched tight in her palm almost drawing blood.

Aggrieved!

Zuzi gently raised her hand, patting her shoulder: "Darling, what’s a Women’s Army?"

Xi Rubao gritted her teeth: "Sis, they’re not any Women’s Army, just pretending to honor themselves. I see them as brainless fans, worshiping their idol by stepping down others and not allowing bystanders to voice a different opinion, it’s simply a disgrace to fan communities, thinking trample others to make their idol rise! To get famous requires talent and timing, right!"

Zuzi pondered, looking up at the tall maple tree plastered with nailed promotional posters: "Fan community... So, they can’t stand seeing the idol they worship not standing high enough, and go to any length to step on others..."

Xi Rubao: "Exactly, that would make them severely distressed, unable to eat or sleep in peace!"

Zuzi chuckled softly: "Ancestor understands."

With that, her slender hand lightly brushed...