I, the princess of the dynasty, have hundreds of millions of talents, so what?

"no!"

Meng Zhenyue was startled and subconsciously opened her mouth to refute. After a long time, she reacted, turned to look at Jiang Zhiyu, and rolled her eyes.

"none of your business?"

Since there was no camera, she was too lazy to install one.

"She has already left the island on the first ship." Jiang Zhiyu did not respond to Meng Zhenyue's words, "If you want to find her, I can send you her WeChat."

"How do you get Li Wenyan's WeChat?" Meng Zhenyue immediately frowned and became alert.

Forget about adding WeChat, no one has even touched their phones these days.

If you want to add WeChat, you only have a short time after you get the phone tonight.

But Jiang Zhiyu and Li Wenyan don’t have a good relationship, so why did they suddenly add each other on WeChat?

Could it be that Li Wenyan has... betrayed her?

"No, what does it have to do with me that you have her WeChat? Isn't she your teammate?" After realizing what she had said, Meng Zhenyue quickly denied her previous statement, "Besides, I'm not looking for her. You're really weird."

As he said this, he wanted to walk around Jiang Zhiyu.

"Do you know what micro-expressions people have when they lie?" Jiang Zhiyu curled his lips slightly, holding a bamboo flute in front of Meng Zhenyue, "Eyebrows raised, eyes wandering, repeated emphasis, just like you are now."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Meng Zhenyue's face darkened instantly. "Jiang Zhiyu, I don't have time to waste playing the lie game with you. Please move aside. I need to go back to the dormitory."

Meng Zhenyue stretched out her hand and wanted to push away the bamboo flute in Jiang Zhiyu's hand, but she didn't expect that the flute, which didn't look very heavy, didn't move at all.

"You!" Meng Zhenyue looked at Jiang Zhiyu in shock.

"Wasting time?" Jiang Zhiyu narrowed his eyes and glanced at Meng Zhenyue nonchalantly, "When you asked Li Wenyan for the computer password and then went to practice the accompaniment of "God's Punishment", why didn't you think it was a waste of time?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I haven't touched Li Zhiyu's notebook at all!" Meng Zhenyue looked around quickly, and only felt a little relieved when she saw that most other students had left.

"Oh." Jiang Zhiyu nodded, "But you know she used a laptop."

"Yes, there are a lot of people who use notebooks, right? Notebooks are convenient to carry!" Meng Zhenyue's eyes flickered and his brain worked rapidly.

"Meng Zhenyue, don't you have any qualms about your conscience?" Jiang Zhiyu looked down at Meng Zhenyue, his eyes already tinged with a bit of impatience, "I forgot to tell you that the flute in my hand can be used for more than just playing."

Meng Zhenyue was a little confused. Why did Jiang Zhiyu suddenly talk about the flute again?

Besides, what else can the flute be used for besides playing?

"Well, since you think I tampered with your accompaniment, then go ahead and sue me!" Seeing that Jiang Zhiyu didn't seem to be going to expose it easily, Meng Zhenyue simply made up her mind and turned from defense to offense, "Didn't your chorus in tonight's performance have any problems at all?"

"If you have sufficient evidence, or Li Wenyan really betrayed me, then you should not be arguing with me here at this moment, but go directly to the top management of "Top Stream"!" Meng Zhenyue felt that it made more and more sense as he spoke, and slowly calmed down.

"Heh. How do you know the problem is with my chorus?" Jiang Zhiyu curled his lips and took back the bamboo flute that was lying in front of Meng Zhenyue. "As for the evidence, I didn't have it before, but now I have it. Thank you."

"You, what do you mean? Stop being so mysterious!" Meng Zhenyue suddenly became nervous.

Could it be... Could it be that Jiang Zhiyu has a backup plan?

"It's just a trick." Jiang Zhiyu smiled slightly, "Chinese culture is broad and profound. If you can't learn it, it's better not to learn it. Otherwise, you will be like Dong Shi and make a fool of yourself."

Having said that, he no longer paid any attention to Meng Zhenyue and turned away without looking back.

"stop!"

Meng Zhenyue hurriedly followed him. She wanted to find Jiang Zhiyu to ask for clarification, but as soon as she walked out of the hall, she saw four figures with gloomy faces in the corridor.

Oops!

Did they all hear it?

"I'm sorry, Ms. Meng. We are the staff of Damai Notary Office. You have been reported by Ms. Jiang Zhiyu under her real name for allegedly using unfair competition methods in the competition. Please come with us immediately and cooperate with the investigation!"

"I...you, you are mistaken?" Looking at the serious faces of the people in uniform in front of her, Meng Zhenyue really began to panic, "She, she is not affected at all! Besides, now, it's already twelve o'clock in the morning! Can we wait until tomorrow..."

"Sorry, you can save these words for later."

After saying that, he took Meng Zhenyue out without further ado.

At this time, on the outskirts of Dream Island, there were still some students who were planning to go home overnight.

Among them are Meng Zhenyue’s teammates from her first performance.

"Look! Isn't that Meng Zhenyue? What happened? Was she taken away by the uncle in the hat?"

"No, no, it's not Uncle Hat. I've seen him on a talent show before. He seems to be a staff member of the notary office!"

"Ah? Meng, Meng Zhenyue cheated? No way? Our vote count was obtained through cheating?"

"Pfft, you're so humorous! Who knows, maybe she has some other problems? Could it be that the seventh place in the first ranking was fake?"

……

Everyone was talking in low voices, and some students even secretly took out their cell phones and snapped three or five photos.

*

At this moment, Jiang Zhiyu had already uploaded the recording of Meng Zhenyue's "confession" on his mobile phone to the cloud disk.

I plan to find a suitable opportunity to release it.

"Jiang Jiang, you are here!"

Suddenly, a sweet and familiar female voice reached Jiang Zhiyu's eardrums. It was Su Daiqing, who she had not had the chance to talk to the whole night.

"Yeah." Jiang Zhiyu smiled slightly and got up from the swing. Only then did he realize that there was another person not far behind Su Daiqing.

It's him?

How come he is with Su Daiqing again?

"Let me introduce you! This is my brother, Su Hemian!" Su Daiqing's expression was full of pride. "He is a famous surgical genius in China and even in the world! He came here specially to take me home!"

Su Daiqing’s brother, Su Hemian?

There was a hint of understanding in Jiang Zhiyu's eyes.

No wonder Meng Zhenyue suddenly started acting in the employee passage before. It turned out that she wanted to win the sympathy and favor of the young master of Su Group.

It seems that Meng Zhenyue and Su Hemian should not know each other.

But a surgical genius?

It's like... using a scalpel.

"Su Hemian. Hello, I'm Jiang Zhiyu." Jiang Zhiyu nodded slightly and greeted Su Hemian politely.