Chapter 163: Now That Is How a Singer Makes His Indictment! Wang Dagang, Come Out and Take Your Beating!

While many listeners were left speechless regarding whether Bai Ling would remain silent, they all held a deep impression of her sharp-tongued performance on stage, which had left Wang Dagang and his associates fuming. In fact, it was precisely this display that had completely changed many people’s perceptions of her, turning them into her devoted fans.

Setting that aside, the audience was moved even more deeply by the lyrics.

"If you are hypocritical enough, you need not fear the devil." Because those who are shameless are the devils themselves.

"If the script is already written, who is nobler than whom?" Was this not exactly the stance Wang Dagang had taken on the show? It was also the very attitude he had projected in a social media post just a short while ago. From beginning to end, Wang Dagang had never truly seen Bai Ling or the other actors as equals. In his mind, Bai Ling and her peers were born to be manipulated and born to grovel before people like him.

"I can only respond with silence; beauty itself is no sin!" As Leng Yan sang this line, his voice grew somber and restrained. That sense of oppression made every listener’s heart ache. In this era, people claim that everyone is born equal, yet there are always those who strive to stand above others. Were people like Bai Ling truly destined to only respond with silence?

"When desire begins to crave more, there are more opportunities! Like dust, turning to ash! Who recognizes whom! Who cares if it’s fitting or not!!!"

From somber to soaring, Leng Yan’s voice expressed these emotions to the fullest, drawing out all the thoughts the listeners had been harboring. In that moment, although they were watching Leng Yan sing, they seemed to see the shadow of Bai Ling. Faced with oppression, what had Bai Ling done? Whether it was Wang Dagang or Wen Yan, everyone would eventually turn to ash and soil after death. Is anyone truly nobler than another? Who cares if it’s fitting or not?

Suddenly, the climax of Leng Yan’s performance arrived.

"Ugly creature! Can you not turn on the lights! The love I want haunts the pitch-black stage. Ugly creature! In this ambiguous era, my existence is no surprise!!!!"

In that moment, everyone felt goosebumps. They seemed to be witnessing Bai Ling’s resistance, her defiance, and her indictment! Every word and every line of the lyrics resonated with Bai Ling, striking a chord with every listener.

"Ugly creature, actually, one gets used to it after a while! Go wild, trample with force! That fragile, superficial purity. Ugly creature, this is our era. It would only be a surprise if I did not exist!"

Who is the "ugly creature"? Perhaps everyone thought it was Wang Dagang at first. But now, they realized that Bai Ling might also be using self-deprecation to express her dissatisfaction while revealing her own aspirations. Where do so many constraints and limitations really come from? Even if the stage is pitch-black, even if others have labeled her an "ugly creature" who doesn't belong, so what? Go wild, enjoy yourself. Strive with everything you have to prove to everyone that all labels are a joke, and that not all darkness is an insurmountable obstacle.

At this moment, many were struck with awe. Truthfully, when Leng Yan first started singing, most people really thought this was just a song written to diss Wang Dagang. It is not uncommon for singers to diss others; many rap artists love to do this. Often, the harsher the insults, the more popular the song becomes. Many rap lyrics are even filled with words that wouldn't pass censorship. It is hard to judge whether such behavior is appropriate, but at the time, it was quite popular. However, as this phenomenon became more frequent, it eventually fell out of favor. If it weren't for Bai Ling’s recent popularity, a song purely written to condemn and diss Wang Dagang might not have been so highly regarded.

But now, these listeners realized they had oversimplified things. The song "Ugly Creature" was by no means just a critique of Wang Dagang. In terms of creative concept, criticizing Wang Dagang was secondary. The most important aspect was the expression of a firm commitment to one’s own beliefs. In this regard, it shared a similar spirit with the songs Bai Ling had written before.

"I’m a bit shocked after listening to this."
"Bai Ling really lives up to being a musical genius."
"To be honest, I didn't expect this; this song is quite profound."
"My estimation of Bai Ling has gone up another level!"
"Can someone who writes such a song be a person without ambition or talent?"
"Exactly!"
"I have to say, I'm even angrier now—Wang Dagang has gone too far!"
"Yes, that fatty Wang is truly outrageous!"
"Sisters, let's charge!"
"Brothers, join in too!"
"Let’s go and tear down the darkness together!"
"Shattering the darkness with thunder... sorry, wrong reference."
"All I can say is, this is the kind of singer and the kind of music I believe in."
"I feel like I’ve gained a strange sense of strength after listening to this."

"It’s not just the entertainment industry; reality is the same. If you encounter unfair or unjust things, you must resist and stay firm in your convictions!"
"Exactly!"
"This is the way a singer should resist. Look at Wang Dagang—a director with no class in his speech or his actions, mocking Bai Ling on social media?"
"Bai Ling hasn't taken the initiative to mock Wang Dagang once since the show ended."
"That’s how it should be. If you have a grievance, settle it on the spot. What’s the point of hiding behind the internet to make noise?"
"Even if Bai Ling won’t say it, we can’t just sit by and watch!"
"Charge!"

Meanwhile, Wang Dagang felt much more at ease after posting his comments. He had even made preparations for two possible outcomes, having already drafted a template for a legal notice. When the time came, he would send it out and scare these ignorant, common people who didn't know their place. Did they really think the pressure of the internet could affect him?

Just as he was about to enjoy a glass of expensive imported red wine, a phone call came in.

"Hello?" Wang Dagang asked. "Why are you calling me at this hour?"

It was his assistant. "Director Wang, it’s bad! It’s all blown up! You need to get online and see for yourself."

Wang Dagang paused, slightly stunned. "Why are you so flustered? Has Bai Ling done something else?" His eyes flashed. "Good, she still dares to show her face? Let’s see how I deal with you!"

He opened his computer without hesitation, failing to notice how exceptionally silent his assistant remained on the other end of the line. As soon as Wang Dagang logged into his social media account, he was met with a flood of direct messages and comments.

"Ugly creature!"
"Wang Dagang, come and apologize!"
"Fatty Wang, I’m recommending a song to you—listen to it on your knees!"
"Isn't this the 'fearless of the devil' Fatty Wang? I wonder if you’ve been admiring your own ugly face in the dark?"

The overtly abusive messages were filtered out, but the ones remaining were those that appeared normal on the surface yet were filled with sarcasm. Wang Dagang was stunned. "What is going on? Have these people lost their minds?"

It wasn't until he clicked on a video link in one of the messages that he truly understood.