Sun Baofeng had intended to argue and make trouble, but Wen Feiran's attitude made him feel like he had punched cotton, leaving him with a strong sense of powerlessness.
"You!" Sun Baofeng was so frightened that he lost his mind and wanted to resort to violence in private, but he was stopped by a look from the old man.
"Have you made enough of a scene?" the old man said emotionlessly. "I will report this matter without holding back. Sun Baofeng and Li Nan, just wait for further notice!"
"Wait a minute." Wen Feiran raised his hand. "Your doubts have no effect on me whatsoever, but to prevent you from engaging in underhanded tactics and endless trouble in the future, I'm willing to prove my identity once again."
The old man looked at Wen Feiran with shock and heartache.
It's said that rumors stop with the wise, but information spreads too quickly, with truth and falsehood mixed together. Most people just watch the show and only believe what they think is the truth. However, if this matter is to be resolved completely, there is indeed a strong piece of evidence.
It's just that Wen Feiran felt wronged.
"Bring me my design drawings," Wen Feiran said.
The old man nodded and immediately instructed his assistant to do so.
Wen Feiran took out the design drawing and calmly folded it in half.
Sun Baofeng was so immersed in the role that it was as if he had become "Sishui." This was his masterpiece, the result of his painstaking efforts. He shuddered with heartache and subconsciously wanted to stop Wen Feiran.
Wen Feiran's movements did not stop at all; she folded it in half again on the left side and held the design drawing up again.
The right half and the left quarter fit together perfectly, creating a new design when combined.
"This was a spur-of-the-moment idea of mine; I thought it would be fun, so I added this Easter egg. Nobody else knows about it except me."
The old man stared intently at the design drawings, his face filled with amazement. His gaze towards Wen Feiran was not one of affection for a junior, but rather of admiration as a fellow designer.
Sun Baofeng was completely deflated.
He had this design for a long time, but he hadn't discovered the secret hidden within it. What frustrated him most and made him lose the will to compete was Wen Feiran's comment, "It's fun."
He created a design on a whim, something he could never have done in his entire life, simply because it was fun.
In a daze, he heard a blurry voice. Sun Baofeng calmed down and listened carefully, only to realize that it was his own voice:
"Hard work cannot bridge the gap created by a lack of talent. Your designs are devoid of any inspiration."
These were originally meant to mock Wen Feiran, but now they felt like a slap in the face, stinging painfully.
The matter was over. Sun Baofeng, completely different from his arrogant self just moments before, was taken away by security guards looking utterly dejected.
The old man excitedly pulled Wen Feiran aside and talked for a long time. He wanted to invite him to join the design institute, but seeing Wen Feiran's unnatural expression, he swallowed his words and gently patted his shoulder, "Go back and rest first."
Wen Feiran was lost in her own world and didn't hear anything. She stared blankly at the old man for more than ten seconds before nodding.
The scene in the office wasn't broadcast live. There are so many interesting things happening on the internet; such trivial matters won't attract anyone's attention. Maybe he can still pull off his new identity.
Wen Feiran habitually tried to escape, returning to the classroom with a glimmer of hope. Pretending nothing had happened, she was about to greet him with a smile when she saw Zou Yuxing sneaking over, his eyes darting around, practically screaming "Something's fishy" on his face.
He leaned close to Wen Feiran's ear, as if to whisper, but his voice was loud enough for everyone to hear, including the viewers in the live stream. "My God, you're actually Sishui!"
Wen Feiran: "..."
#@￥*&@% You should also go and be buried with my alternate account!
Chapter 22 Tea Master
Even at this point, Wen Feiran still wanted to make one last desperate attempt, saying emotionlessly, "I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."
Seeing his perfunctory attitude, Zou Yuxing thought he was joking and nudged him with her shoulder, "Alright, everyone already knows, Feiran, how come you know everything!"
Not to be outdone, Su Shangting also came over and said, "Yes, Feiran, you're really amazing. Unlike some people whose acting is terrible, they can't do anything and just pretend to be crazy all day long."
Zou Yuxing didn't react immediately and asked curiously, "Who are you talking about? Do I know this person?"
Wen Feiran: "..."
Zou Yuxing: "..."
Wen Feiran was still angry, Zou Yuxing had shattered his last shred of hope, but looking at his silly expression, he suddenly wanted to pat his head.
Su Shangting steered the conversation back to the main point, finally asking a meaningful question, "Feiran, didn't you know you were Sishui? Why didn't you expose the imposter before?"
Wen Feiran replied, "I'd like to choose a more reliable method."
When he said the last two words, his voice suddenly trembled, and he was overcome with grief.
He had really thought things through thoroughly, but unfortunately things didn't go as planned, and he still couldn't keep this persona.
This left Wen Feiran with a psychological trauma; she even stopped using the ringer on her phone afterward, opting instead for vibration.
"I heard you guys had a fight in the bathroom, and that fake guy's head was even shoved into the toilet." Zou Yuxing imagined the scene and gasped, "He didn't eat shit, did he?!"
Wen Feiran:??? Who spread this rumor? Step forward!
He had already experienced the power of marketing accounts, and fearing that the final version would be too outrageous, he could only bite the bullet and say, "It was two other people fighting, and I happened to be in the bathroom."
Guan Yunning finally found a chance to interject, "What a coincidence, what are you doing here?"
Wen Feiran gave a dry laugh, "Actually, I was sending emails in the bathroom to prove my identity, but I didn't expect..."