425 My Idol

Cheng Juan stared at the page for a long while.

Someone knocked on the window.

It was Cheng Jin. He handed him a data sheet and said, “Yan Xi’s past is very clean and I couldn’t find anything, which is a little strange. I even asked Cheng Huo to check it, but nothing was found. The person backing him should be Jiang Shanyi…

“But this Jiang Shanyi is even harder than him to find out about. There’s no trace of him at all.”

Having checked so many people before, Cheng Jin thought this Jiang Shanyi person was a little scary.

He seemed to be a big boss.

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Turning on the lights, Cheng Juan flipped through the documents.

“Master Juan doesn’t need to move for this.” Cheng Jin looked away. “Yan Xi will settle it himself.”

“Really?” Putting down his phone, Cheng Mu drove out of the school garden in disbelief. “Does Yan Xi look that kind? Why would he help Miss Qin?”

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Cheng Jin scrolled through Weibo and scanned Yan Xi’s homepage. “His form of repaying for the person who concealed his information.”

If even Cheng Huo couldn’t find the information, it meant that whoever helped Yan Xi cover up his information was more advanced than Cheng Huo in hacking. This kind of person was rare in China and, compiled with how Qin Ran had suddenly invited Yan Xi to the variety show, Cheng Jin thought about it and guessed that the person helping Yan Xi could only be Qin Ran.

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Deep in thought, he saw Yan Xi’s clarification on Weibo and turned his phone to Cheng Mu. “Look, he has clarified it.”

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Beijing University, in the female dormitory.

Qin Yu had been scanning Weibo all night.

The hot search on Weibo changed again, and the number 1 post was—

vYanXi: [There was no plagiarism, the piece was originally composed by her.]

No plagiarism?

She originally composed that song?

What did this mean?

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Qin Yu didn’t believe this result. “Return to Silence” and Qin Ran’s violin song had too many overlaps. How could it be her own composition? She clicked on the comment section.

“@Redemption @River Flows come out and face your death.”

“We’ve wronged the little sister. I already said she wasn’t this kind of person.”

“Okay, Brother Yan”

“Do you remember how any posts regarding qr’s Weibo suddenly disappeared overnight? It’s frightening…”

“I think we won’t be able to see this after two minutes…”

In Yan Xi’s studio, standing by the side, Boss Wang and the staff stared at Yan Xi in silence, afraid to speak.

Unexpectedly, there was no panic on their faces.

Yan Xi…

Why did the corners of his mouth twitch?

“What should we do now?” Boss Wang looked at Yan Xi. “Did you ask the Great God already?”

Instead of answering, Yan Xi picked up his phone to call Qin Ran.

Qin Ran was a little impatient this time. “Go on.”

Sitting up straight, Yan Xi concisely greeted her, and then carefully asked, “Can I post something on Weibo?”

Two minutes later.

Just when the netizens thought “River Flow”‘s Weibo would be deleted, Yan Xi’s Weibo updated again—

vYanXi: [Why? Probably because she’s Jiang Shanyi.]

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