The Master s Mask Unveiled Again

Chapter 317: Chapter 316: I, Lu Mian, am Cang Xue.

“…” Little Baldy listened to this, still hanging his head low, and it took him a long time to weakly say, “You.”

Never a dull moment with him.

Ye Jinwen shivered and slid off his chair.

Sister Yuan, you can’t let Director Qi hear you say that!

The two of them silently arranged a meeting, and after planning another chance encounter, they retired with their mission accomplished.

Ye Jinwen was also notably loyal, slapping his chest and declaring, “You can come to me with any problems or difficulties in the future! Especially in the field of medicine.”

Sui Yuan looked at him, remembering something.

She took the opportunity to ask one more question, “Doctor Ye, do you know how to make a surgeon who is psychologically scarred pick up the scalpel again?”

Ye Jinwen: ???!!!

Why do they always ask him this question!

Did the whole world know he can’t use a scalpel?

He covered his heart and left with a lonely figure.

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Lu Mian found her friends Pudgy Hao and the rest inside a KTV.

When she arrived, the place was already lively. The room was quite big, and most of the classmates were there, along with two outsiders.

Sheng Zixin shamelessly greeted Lu Mian, and Gu Jingyi next to him waved her hand as well.

Lu Mian responded with a grunt and found a corner to sit down in.

Pudgy Hao and Shouhao pushed some sunflower seeds and fruit her way.

“Big Bro Mian, we thought you wouldn’t come today.”

“Mmh, just came to unwind,” Lu Mian’s gaze casually swept the room.

“…” Pudgy Hao shuddered all over, feeling that her way of unwinding was not quite the same as others’. He vigilantly moved all the beer, red wine, and sweet wine from the coffee table to a far away place.

Shouhao also guarded tightly, only persuading her to eat fruit. At this joyful moment, they didn’t want to attend class anymore!

“Big Bro Mian, I’ll get you some juice! Just wait a moment!”

Su Luo, holding a bottle of low-alcohol beer, saw their actions and laughed helplessly.

“Is it really that exaggerated? Lu Mian is not a child…”

The two guys were indescribably distressed, making all kinds of faces at each other, while Su Luo couldn’t understand. Seeing how cool Lu Mian usually was, she figured her alcohol tolerance must be pretty good.

Lu Mian watched the interaction of the three and mused that having a poor alcohol tolerance really could be looked down upon to such an extent…

Actually, she just wanted to change the environment and her mood.

She didn’t sing or chat with everyone, just quietly sat in the corner, casually playing with her phone, occasionally exchanging a few pleasantries with friends she knew well.

Everyone felt it was a pity; she could imitate Cang Xue’s ethereal and pleasant voice so well, it was such a waste not to sing.

Lu Mian didn’t mind, simply stating that she was tone-deaf.

Someone excitedly suggested, “Lu Mian, can you imitate Cang Xue’s voice and say a few words for us!”

“Yes, yes, yes, even if it’s not real, it’s so pleasant to hear, it’s like ear cleansing!”

Everyone’s enthusiasm was sky-high. Lu Mian’s imitation of Cang Xue was well-known. Before meeting Lu Mian, they had never doubted the authenticity of that voice; they all thought it was real.

It was the Era Middle School team leader who later said Lu Mian was imitating, that’s when they reluctantly came to believe it.

But even if it wasn’t real, Lu Mian’s voice was much better than other imitators.

They were happy to listen even to an imitation!

“Cang Xue! Cang Xue! Cang Xue!” The music in the private room stopped, and everyone was shouting this name.

For Bai Fangfei, this name was a deep stab to the heart.

Unaware of the sensitive nerve they had touched, everyone just saw her, who was originally sitting alone in a dim corner, suddenly stand up, her expression hostile as she yelled at everyone.

“Can’t you show some respect for the real Cang Xue!” she took a deep breath, her eyes fiercely fixed on Lu Mian, “She is just an imitator, what is there for you to cheer about?”

“Fangfei…” Ni Xiaoxiao softly tried to reason, “We know that your family has suffered a major blow, and you’re not in a good mood. We all understand that. But what does this have to do with Lu Mian imitating Cang Xue?”

“Heh…” Bai Fangfei’s eyes were bloodshot with hatred in her heart, “Of course, it’s related, it’s all her fault!”

She had been living a life worse than death these days.

Since that book “Her Secret” came out, she felt as if she had fallen into a muddy abyss, the more she struggled, the deeper she sank.

Even her family and clan were implicated.

And the person who caused all of this was Lu Mian. If Lu Mian hadn’t spoken those words to Ya Qing, if she hadn’t been interfering, everything would have been different.

So what if she left her hanging for two hours? So what if she deliberately stood her up? Even if the Bai Family bought trending searches to blame Lu Mian, so what?

The Bai Family was merely fighting to get back what was theirs to begin with, and Lu Mian, from beginning to end, didn’t lose a single hair, not a single injury, okay?!

Bai Fangfei closed her eyes and shed sorrowful tears.

“Lu Mian, do you know that your words ruined my whole family! Do you not have a shred of guilt in your heart?”

Lu Mian came here to relax, and didn’t expect to be inexplicably cued again.

She passed the table in front of her with impatience, hand in her pocket, and walked up to Bai Fangfei.

She looked down at the hysterical girl in front of her whose hatred had clouded her eyes and made her forget some facts.

Therefore, she didn’t mind giving her a reminder.

“Class President, there’s something I need to clarify first,”

Lu Mian said, leisurely flicking through her phone with a faint smile on her face.

“I, Lu Mian, am Cang Xue.” She enunciated each word clearly and distinctly.

Her voice wasn’t loud, but it created a storm within the private room.

“Ah—I didn’t hear that wrong, did I!”

“Lu Mian said it, Lu Mian personally admitted it, she is Cang Xue, Cang Xue is her!”

“So, she’s not an imitator at all, she is the real deal!”

“Who was it that insisted on calling her an imitator again, ah ah ah, we all got it wrong!”

Lu Mian’s statement sent shockwaves through the room; aside from a few close friends who were partying, Sheng Zixin, and Gu Jingyi were also taken aback.

Era Middle School treasured the audio of Cang Xue like a gem, yet here they were, flaunting it on the real person’s territory, and even misidentifying Cang Xue herself as an imitator.

Even without inter-school competitions, they all had their faces swollen.

Bai Fangfei’s expression shattered, her mouth agape, repeating the word impossible over and over.

Lu Mian knew she didn’t believe it, or rather, she dared not believe it.

Her phone twirled in her palm, and Lu Mian turned on the screen, promptly flipping to her Weibo account.

“Should I make a Weibo post to prove it?” she said nonchalantly.

But Bai Fangfei completely crumbled upon seeing the official certification on her Weibo account, covering her mouth as she looked at the username: Ya Qing’s fan, Cang Xue.

“Look, there’s also the message you wrote to me in the backend.”

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