After Being Blackened All Over the Internet, I Ruled the Military Variety Shows
Chapter 409 - 400: Fans Love to Call Her Xibao

Chapter 409: Chapter 400: Fans Love to Call Her Xibao

After exchanging messages, Jiang Lingxi lay down in bed and fell asleep peacefully.

After all, she had to catch a flight early the next morning.

But Shen Yunqing was left restless by her later words.

Just how much has Your Majesty figured out?

He had long thought that with Your Majesty’s intelligence, it wouldn’t be possible to keep things hidden forever, but he didn’t expect the day to come so soon!

It wasn’t until Xia Zhi, about to go rest, saw the light still on in the study and went to urge him, that he snapped out of it.

Forget it, better to explain things early than to face the consequences later.

Besides, once His Majesty makes up his mind, he doesn’t feel he can change it.

Early the next morning, Jiang Lingxi was woken by a message from Lu Zhengzheng.

[Xixi, my sis, the driver and I are heading over to pick you up. We’ll be there in about forty-five minutes.]

She sat up and replied with a period, indicating receipt.

After washing up and coming out of the bedroom, she was greeted by the smell of food.

Jiang Wenhu had just placed the freshly cooked red date millet porridge on the dining table, and turned, "Xixi, you’re up, come eat."

Jiang Lingxi walked to the dining table, noticing that besides the porridge and boiled eggs, there were also fried dough sticks, scallion pancakes, and cold dishes, which were clearly not Ms. Jiang’s handiwork.

"Did you go out to buy breakfast?"

"My cooking skills are only so-so, the porridge and boiled eggs are fine, but for the rest, I was afraid there’d be no time, so I bought some from the breakfast shop at the community gate. Sit down and eat."

Jiang Lingxi took the chopsticks handed to her, glancing at the other two silent bedrooms, "Where are Dad and Xiaoxu?"

Jiang Wenhu waved a hand dismissively, "Don’t worry about those two, they usually sleep in. You eat first, they can eat whatever’s left. There are a few buns in the fridge if it’s not enough."

Jiang Lingxi twitched her mouth, "You sit down and eat, too."

"Oh."

Just after finishing breakfast, Jiang Lingxi received a message from Lu Zhengzheng saying the car had arrived downstairs at the apartment building.

"Mom, I have to go, Zhengzheng and the driver are already downstairs."

"So fast!" Jiang Wenhu stood up as well, "I’ll wake your brother to help take your luggage downstairs."

"No need," Jiang Lingxi easily picked up the suitcase, "it’s not heavy."

Seeing this, Jiang Wenhu took the keys in her hand, "Then I’ll walk you downstairs."

This time Jiang Lingxi didn’t refuse, and the two went out to wait for the elevator.

When the elevator door opened, Jiang Lingxi adjusted her sunglasses and looked inside, meeting two pairs of particularly bright eyes.

After a brief pause, she followed Ms. Jiang inside.

As the elevator descended, Jiang Wenhu wanted to say a few more things, but seeing others in the elevator, held back.

Just as the elevator was about to reach the first floor, a school-uniformed girl couldn’t help but ask, "Excuse me, are you Jiang Lingxi?"

Jiang Wenhu instinctively wanted to deny it for her.

Though her daughter was a celebrity, she never flaunted it to those around them.

Wary of accidentally attracting negativity for her daughter, as a public figure, this was the greatest fear. Even her husband and son were frequently reminded not to speak carelessly outside.

This time, she was afraid her daughter would be recognized by neighbors on the same floor, disrupting peace when returning home.

Jiang Lingxi turned to the girl who carefully asked her. Interestingly enough, she met these two girls yesterday.

Yesterday, they were probably returning home from school, today they were going out to school.

"Yes, how did you recognize me?" Jiang Lingxi asked, removing her sunglasses and mask.

She thought she was well-covered.

Being recognized now, she felt no need to continue the disguise.

As for not admitting being Jiang Lingxi, she was simply coming home to visit family, nothing to hide.

The school-uniformed girl regretted asking right after.

No matter if this person was Jiang Lingxi or not, even if she was, in a public place, there was a high chance she would deny it.

She was about to say she was just curious, but the person removed the coverings on her face and admitted directly.

Seeing this face that she previously only saw on TV or the phone appearing right before her eyes, the two young girls almost couldn’t help but jump in excitement inside the elevator.

After several deep breaths, one finally answered, "I, I have watched that episode of ’Inheritance of Go,’ and, well, I’m a hand fan, captured many close-ups of your hands when watching the show."

She didn’t mention turning those screenshots into a video and posting it on the short video app, which received her highest likes since registering.

Jiang Lingxi: "... Not a bad eye."

She looked down at her own hands.

Being recognized by just hands, it was really... unexpected.

Should she start wearing gloves when going out in the future?

They got out of the elevator.

"Xibao, can we have your autograph?"

Jiang Lingxi: "Xibao?"

Was that directed at her?

"Since when did this nickname exist?"

How come she didn’t know!

"Well, just saw online someone calling you that."

It’s definitely not because it feels so whimsically cute to call a cool and stunning girl Xibao!

Jiang Lingxi glanced at their somewhat dodgy eyes, didn’t expose the lie, accepted the notebook and pen handed to her, smoothly signed her name, and added "study well" at the end.

When handing back the notebook, she also reminded, "About my family staying here..."

Before she could finish, they nodded vigorously, faces full of excitement, "Got it, got it, we promise to keep it a secret! By the way, Xibao, do you know when ’Inheritance of Calligraphy and Painting’ will air? There’s still no trailer for the main episode."

"It should be in a few more days. Since this time filming covered the entire episode, editing will be slower."

"Oh, I see."

"Yeah, bye."

"Goodbye, Xibao."

Jiang Lingxi paused in her steps.

That nickname, she felt she still needed to get used to it.

Jiang Wenhu smiled watching the two girls walk off and turned back to her daughter, "I didn’t know you knew Go. Your grandfather tried to teach you when you were little, and you never stayed on the chair for three minutes."

"I picked it up again over the past two years."

"What’s the show called, ’Inheritance’? I’ll watch it when I have the time."

Not seeing her daughter daily and barely having time for a video call was the norm, but now that the family was finally settling down, she had more free time. Watching her daughter on TV would be nice too.

Mother and daughter chatted as they left the building, and seeing Jiang Wenhu, Lu Zhengzheng quickly approached, "Auntie Jiang, Xixi, good morning."

"Good morning, Zhengzheng. I’m leaving Xixi in your care."

"Auntie Jiang, you’re too kind. It’s my job to take care of Xixi, you can rest assured."

Jiang Lingxi turned the suitcase over to the driver, then looked at Jiang Wenhu, "Mom, about Dad’s investment, tell him not to believe everything Uncle Liu says."

"I’ve reminded him, it’s because he trusted too much back then... probably won’t change his stubborn nature. Xixi, you’re busy enough with work, no need to worry about home. I’ll try to persuade him."

Jiang Lingxi didn’t have much hope in Jiang Wenhu’s persuasion, but seeing Liu Chengyun’s familiar behavior yesterday, he probably hadn’t come for a meal at their house, so she still wanted Jiang Wenhu to be more vigilant.

As for more, she planned to mention it to Shen Yunqing and Mr. Zhang too.

Resolving from the root is naturally best.

"I’m off, then."

The car exited the community, and as Lu Zhengzheng relayed the day’s itinerary to Jiang Lingxi, it boiled down to commuting non-stop.

From the Imperial City to Liangchuan, flying was naturally the fastest.

But larger equipment could only be transported by car.

They would have to drive after the flight.

Practically the whole day would be spent on the road.

"Barring any surprises, we should arrive at the shooting location around ten tonight."

"Mm," Jiang Lingxi nodded, suddenly asking, "Zhengzheng, do you know that people online call me Xibao?"

Lu Zhengzheng’s expression froze momentarily, "Uh, haha, there seems to be, yes."

Dare she admit she also secretly used that name?

After all, that nickname is really whimsically cute!