The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 893 - 892 The So-Called Evidence

Chapter 893: Chapter 892 The So-Called Evidence

As more and more people in the crowd criticized Lu Mian, expressing support for Mi Lu’s rights, La Ge stood on the stage, clutching the microphone in nervousness and urgency.

The microphone had been cut off from the backstage, and compared to the voices of the crowd, his voice was faint and insignificant.

La Ge occasionally glanced in Lu Mian’s direction and then at the host backstage, not quite understanding what was going on.

Soon, the screen suddenly switched, displaying a beat color palette and photos of some certification documents.

Everyone’s gaze fell on what were supposedly "evidence."

Chief planner Qiao Yaqian had already coordinated with the relevant staff, telling them to prepare themselves mentally.

For Qiao Yaqian, upholding the rights of original music via the festival was a major trending topic, especially as it involved Mi Lu.

The evidence in her hands was originally intended to be handed directly to Mi Lu, but he didn’t want it. Instead, he instructed her to display it for everyone after La Ge finished singing.

These were Mi Lu’s own instructions, which Qiao Yaqian naturally complied with. She had long ago arranged for the control room staff to upload the USB file and certification documents into the computer.

At the same time, she instructed the hosts to prepare appropriate talking points.

The four hosts patiently waited for the topic to escalate.

"The evidence is right here; can Lu Mian still deny it?"

"Who is Lu Mian? Lu Mian, come out and give us an explanation!"

"La Ge, hurry up and call Lu Mian out!"

La Ge remained silent, but Sun Wei dashed onto the stage from backstage, shouting to the crowd: "Our La Ge wasn’t aware of this! We will absolutely cooperate fully and give original creations a clean slate!"

La Ge looked at Sun Wei in disbelief.

Sun Wei glared back at him and growled: "What are you staring at? I’m doing this for your own good! Relax, I’ve already got Mi Lu’s backing for you! Just wait to thank me properly later!"

La Ge’s expression was somewhat indescribable.

Backstage, Xue Lu, sensing the atmosphere had reached a tipping point, turned and pulled Lu Xinnuan toward the lighting control room.

Lu Xinnuan resisted half-heartedly, "Lulu, what are you planning to do?"

"Of course, help Mr. Mi Lu out. I just saw your sister sitting in the audience section; I’ll ask the lighting technician to give her the spotlight."

Xue Lu was determined to leave Lu Mian no room for escape.

"Do we really have to do this..." Lu Xinnuan hesitated but still found herself at the doorway of the lighting control room with Xue Lu.

Xue Lu enthusiastically exchanged a few words with the lighting technician, who cooperated readily, adjusting the spotlight as Xue Lu requested to shine directly on Lu Mian.

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Mi Lu’s fan section.

A sudden beam of light descended over Lu Mian’s head, enveloping her completely and making her exceptionally conspicuous in the audience.

She raised her hand slightly to shield herself from the spotlight above.

The cameras also zoomed in on her, projecting her image onto the big screen.

On the screen, a girl dressed in ordinary sportswear appeared prominently before everyone.

The girl wore a black mask, concealing most of her face, but through her striking eyes and elegant brows, it was evident she was very beautiful.

"She’s Lu Mian! The plagiarist!"

Someone in the crowd shouted sharply.

Whether in the VIP section or the fan zone, everyone turned to stare at the spotlight in the stadium.

The plagiarist turned out to be quite good-looking...

That was everyone’s first reaction.

But the most dramatic reactions came from the group of Mi Lu fans sitting toward the back. A large crowd stared at Lu Mian, as if the world had ended.

They looked at one another in disbelief.

Fan A: Holy crap! The enemy infiltrated us?

Fan B: I actually just smiled at Lu Mian!

Fan C: Lu Mian, give us back our Mi Lu fan banners!

Fan D: My fists feel itchy; can Lu Mian scratch them for me?

Despite the countless piercing gazes aimed at her from behind, Lu Mian remained composed and carefree, sitting there with her legs crossed, calm and unrestrained.

Xiao Qimo, Fu Yu, and Ya Ling kept a vigilant watch on the surroundings, wary of a sudden attack.

VIP section.

Kunyang wore a grave expression.

Li Xinghan narrowed his eyes, searching for anyone who might resemble Mi Lu.

Pu Jing smiled faintly, clearly looking forward to the unfolding drama.

At this point, one of the female hosts finally stepped onto the stage.

She politely said a few words to calm the crowd, then turned the discussion over to the professional music experts in the front row.

"Let me first hear the opinions of the master professionals," the female host said with a smile, looking at Pu Jing. "Teacher Xu, what’s your opinion on this evidence?"

The female host had a good rapport with Pu Jing, and he had dropped hints to her on this matter.

Thus, she chose Pu Jing as the first to speak.

A microphone sat on the table in front of Pu Jing. Holding the microphone’s gooseneck, he offered a cautious judgment: "From my perspective, this is indeed plagiarism."

Kunyang, several seats away, disagreed, speaking up first: "Teacher Xu, similarity in style shouldn’t be used as a basis for judging plagiarism."

"What about five identical beats in succession?" Pu Jing countered.

Someone interjected with a fair-minded statement: "Actually, strictly speaking, six or eight continuous identical measures are required to constitute plagiarism..."

The evidence currently displayed on the big screen didn’t quite qualify as plagiarism.

It could only be said that Lu Mian was particularly unlucky; her style clashed with Mi Lu’s, coincidentally aligning in some aspects, leading to allegations of plagiarism.

Pu Jing remained unconvinced. "Similar style, identical soundtracks, and five matching measures—I ask you, is this not plagiarism? Or, if you want to delve deeper, maybe Lu Mian knows the boundary of plagiarism and deliberately altered a few beats to skirt the line. But let me say this: the excessive similarities are still a form of plagiarism."

Pu Jing spoke eloquently.

This was also the foundation of his support for Lu Xinnuan exposing Lu Mian.

Kunyang was about to defend Lu Mian again when the female host interjected. "Why don’t we hear what the person involved, Miss Lu Mian, has to say?"

Smiling lightly, the female host gestured, and a staff member promptly passed a microphone to Lu Mian with great awareness.

Lu Mian didn’t take it.

The staff member had no choice but to hold the microphone up to Lu Mian’s lips with both hands.

The cool, aloof girl spoke slowly: "Why not invite Mi Lu himself to come out?"

This...

The scene erupted into chaos once again.

Countless people had wanted to see Mi Lu, but none had expected him to be invited out in this manner.

Is this plagiarist really brazen enough to call out the original creator like that?

The staff member, feeling intense pressure, glanced nervously at the serene Lu Mian, reflexively covering his head as if afraid someone might throw something at her and hit him instead.

Fortunately, Mi Lu’s fans behind her remained rational, focusing their attention on the possibility of Mi Lu appearing, instead of causing trouble.

The female host felt equally helpless but decided to go along with her suggestion, saying, "Alright, Mr. Mi Lu is indeed present at our event. Let’s give him a warm round of applause, shall we?!"