The name Fenghua was known by everyone recently. The [Truth] she wrote was targeted at both young and old, so her popularity was very high, comparable to that of a celebrity.
Teacher Zhu found it hard to believe.â Fu Huihui is the author, Fenghua? How is that possible? I donât think she usually gets many marks for her essays in her Chinese exams.â
âTeacher Zhu, just because your essay isnât good doesnât mean you canât write.âFu Huihuiâs face was as big as a basin. She did not think that this was called impersonation. She was just borrowing Fenghuaâs reputation. Anyway, the real Fenghua did not know and would not pay attention to a nobody like her. She could say whatever she wanted.
Cheng Yang looked at Fu Ting scornfully.â Thatâs right. Huihui usually keeps a low profile, unlike some people. So what if sheâs good at speaking? Her talent is not as good as Huihuiâs.ââ
Initially, when he saw Fu Tingâs video, he was also stunned.
However, when Fu Huihui told him that she was Fenghua, his attention was instantly diverted.
Fenghua was Chen Yangâs idol, and as long as his idol was happy, he was willing to play favoritism.
âYou said that you are Fenghua?â Fu Ting couldnât help but laugh. Her voice, which was usually soft and coy, was a little chilly.
Fu Huihui felt inexplicably guilty when she met Fu Tingâs untainted stag eyes.â Thatâs right, Iâm Fenghua. Do you have a problem with that?ââ
Fu Ting raised her eyebrows.â How?â
Fu Huihui pursed her lips.â Who do you think you are? Why should I listen to you?â
Fu Tingâs clear eyes were cold and her lips curled up.â If you donât prove it, how will I know if youâre pretending? How will I convince the public?â
Fu Huihui was certain that her plan was flawless. The real Fenghua would not show up and slap her in the face.â Alright, my books have already been sold out in advance. If I can take out another 30 books to be published, will that prove that Iâm Fenghua herself?â
Fu Ting nodded.â Take it out then.ââ
Fu Huihui was angered by Fu Tingâs contemptuous tone. She wanted to slap Fu Ting in the face in public so that Fu Ting would be convinced of her sincerity.
Therefore, she immediately made a call and asked the courier to send the book over. She even specially informed her classmates to come and get it.
When they found out that Fu Huihui was Fenghua and that she was going to personally deliver the books to them, the students in the class rushed over excitedly.
Not long after, a box was delivered. Inside was Fenghuaâs [Truth].
Everyone was so happy that they couldnât close their mouths.
âWow, these are really all Great Fenghuaâs books. Iâm so happy that Iâm about to faint!â
âI never thought that Fu Huihui would be Master Fenghua. Sheâs too low-key. I really love her!ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âI must go to the school forum and brag about Huihuiâs rainbow fart!â
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Not only were these students excited, even Cheng Song and the judges could not hold back their excitement and went forward to ask for Fu Huihuiâs book.
Only Su Luoshuiâs face was pale. She mumbled to Fu Ting with a face full of hatred,â How can Fu Huihui be my idol? Sheâs suddenly as disgusting as if she ate a fly.ââ
Fu Ting shook her head.â Sheâs not Fenghua.â
Fu Huihui said angrily,â Fu Ting, what do you mean? Iâve already taken out the book. This is the evidence. Why? Are you unwilling to accept the truth?â
The students all stood up to defend their idol.â Fu Ting, how can you doubt our Master Fenghua?â
Cheng Yang said disdainfully,â Youâre so angry after being slapped in the face. Youâre really petty.ââ
Fu Ting was calm and collected.â If you can prove that youâre Fenghua by taking out dozens of pirated books, then I can take them out too. Am I Fenghua too?â
Fu Pei observed Fu Tingâs actions from beginning to end. He suddenly remembered what she had been writing on the computer recently and that she had received dozens of packages some time ago.
At that time, he did not care, but now it seemedâ¦
Little Fool seemed to have some ability.
âWho are you calling a pirated book? What nonsense are you talking about?âFu Huihui was a little flustered. She wondered how Fu Ting knew that she had hired someone to print these books.
Cheng Yang frowned.â Have you said enough? If youâre jealous of Huihuiâs talent, just say it. Why did you accuse Huihui of impersonating Master Fenghua? Do you think weâre all fools?ââ
Fu Ting shrugged.â If you donât believe me, you can open the book and take a good look. Pirated books are incomplete.â
Upon hearing this, everyone subconsciously flipped open the book and found that there were indeed missing pagesâ¦