The woman in the picture, with facial features identical to Chu Jin’s, smiles as she looks ahead.
If the person, time, and place had been right, even Chu Jin would almost believe it was herself.
"This picture... is it photoshopped by a master?" Looking at the photo, Chu Jin frowned slightly.
After all, some people would do anything for fame these days.
The blogger gained over 100,000 followers with just this post.
"It’s not photoshopped," Zi corrected her expression, "It’s plastic surgery. This person has clearly gone under the knife to mimic your appearance, then took advantage of the situation to try and replace you, and it looks like she has deceived quite a few people already."
"Take a look at this video," Zi waved her little hand, and a video automatically began to play on the screen.
The place was very familiar.
The third canteen of South Bridge No.2 Middle School.
Watching the video, the coldness in Chu Jin’s eyes grew denser, and her hands clenched tighter.
A sense of oppression enveloped the air.
Zi was extremely angry, "Fake, all fake! Can’t you see it? How can Song Shiqin be so stupid? He’s supposed to be a monarch for three lives, but I think he’s just a dumbass!"
She looked as if she wished she could leap through the screen and give Song Shiqin a good thrashing to relieve her anger.
After watching the video, Chu Jin spoke unhurriedly, "Look into this woman’s real background for me."
Her clear voice lacked strong emotion, yet chillingly, it inexplicably gave people the shivers.
Zi subconsciously shrank her neck, "Right away."
Someone was about to be in big trouble!
Of all people to mess with, they had to mess with Brother Jin.
Chu Jin opened the door and walked out. Her steps seemed unhurried, but each one carried the wind.
She was a person who deeply valued friendship and couldn’t stand her friends being wronged because of her.
Similarly, she was fiercely protective.
No matter who this woman was, Chu Jin was determined to make her pay the price!
I’m sorry—
It’s been days since we’ve seen each other, and you’ve been wronged in my absence.
I’m not strong enough to protect the people around me.
But at the same time, I’m grateful to have gained so many true friends in this life.
"What’s wrong?" Sensing her emotional shift, Mo Zhixuan stood up, his expression unchanged.
Chu Jin didn’t elaborate much, just said directly, "I need to go to the school immediately."
She didn’t want Mo Zhixuan to deal with this issue; she wanted to resolve it herself.
"I’ll take you," Mo Zhixuan said as he picked up the car keys and advanced toward the door.
**
South Bridge No.2 Middle School.
Today was the school’s centennial celebration, and to welcome the inspection by high-level officials and interviews by TV stations, many plants and flowers had been specially arranged at the school’s entrance.
All the students were also dressed uniformly in white school uniforms.
At this moment, they had gathered in the grand auditorium. Chu Jin, in a well-fitting school uniform, stood at the highest point on stage, being interviewed by a TV station.
Behind her stood the principal and her class teacher, Mr. Wu.
All students and faculty were congregated in this auditorium, and the scene was quite spectacular, with numerous cameras flashing at Chu Jin.
Confidence radiated from Chu Jin’s face, alongside a smile that showed no stage fright, though her palms were already covered in a layer of sweat.
"Here, I want to thank my teachers, my family, my friends. Without them, I would never have won this award..."
Before she could finish her sentence, someone from below walked up, snatched the microphone from the reporter’s hand, and turned to address the crowd, "I am Mo Qingyi from class eight, Chu Jin’s best friend and future sister-in-law. Today, I want to announce something to everyone here."
At this point, Mo Qingyi turned her gaze to Chu Jin, raised her hand, and pointed at her, "This person, she is not Chu Jin! Nor is she the beautiful Chu! She’s just a plastic surgery addict posing as someone else! I hope everyone won’t be fooled by her!"
This sudden development stunned everyone.
Including Chu Jin.
"Mo Qingyi, what nonsense are you spouting here? Get down immediately..." The principal was the first to regain composure.
With so many reporters and leaders watching, a lax teacher invites negligence. Mo Qingyi’s actions were making it difficult for him to save face as principal.
"Principal, I’m not talking nonsense, I’ve got evidence! I can prove directly that she is not Chu Jin!"
Big news, this felt like big news.
More eye-catching and newsworthy than ’Chu the beauty,’ the reporters’ eyes lit up with excitement as they immediately latched onto the topic, bombarding Miao Xinran with a flurry of photos, "This student, do you have any evidence to prove she’s not Chu Jin?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Jin’s face turned slightly pale, but she steadied herself and smiled at Mo Qingyi, "Qingyi, stop joking, if I’m not Chu Jin, then who am I?"
Mo Qingyi looked up sharply at Chu Jin, her eyes piercing, "Naturally, someone who can’t stand the light of day! Draped in someone else’s glory, you stand here bluffing and deceiving, do you have no shame?"
"Qingyi, how have I offended you that you’re targeting me like this? And to defame me this way. I know you’re close to Xinran..." At this, Chu Jin’s eyes began to tear up.
At these words, the crowd was in an uproar.
The whole school more or less knew about yesterday’s incident, and everyone had seen the video.
The weak always gain trust and sympathy at any time.
So when she said this, everyone turned their suspicions towards Mo Qingyi.
They believed Mo Qingyi was deliberately suppressing and seeking revenge against Chu Jin.
"What nonsense are you spouting?" Mo Qingyi’s expression turned cold, "Aren’t you tired of pretending? Don’t you find your actions disgusting?"