The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 894 - 893: The Major Fall: Yes, I Am Mi Lu

Chapter 894: Chapter 893: The Major Fall: Yes, I Am Mi Lu

Wow——

Inside the stadium, applause erupted like a flood, with many people vigorously clapping their hands and searching for Mi Lu’s figure everywhere.

As a devoted music lover, Li Xinghan even stood up from his seat, whistling and clapping, clearly also quite eager.

His manager, Wang Cheng, nervously wiped some sweat: This kid won’t really do something crazy, will he...?

The atmosphere inside the stadium was heated.

Lu Xinnuan and Xue Lu saw everything clearly backstage, both with smug expressions on their faces.

Just when everyone was excited and expectant, they glanced at the big screen and suddenly noticed—

Lu Mian, who was originally sitting peacefully in the fan area, stood up.

Her long, straight legs stepped down the stairs with a brisk gait, approaching the VIP area from the fan section.

???

Many people were baffled, did Lu Mian want to confront Mr. Mi Lu face to face?

How audacious! So bold!

The staff holding up the microphone nearby followed Lu Mian with small frustrated steps, unable to keep up.

On stage, La Ge let out a long breath and smiled visibly.

Sun Wei, standing next to him, immediately scolded him, "La Ge, put that smile away! With so many people and cameras watching, how can you smile? You should show emotions of regret, irritation, and anger!"

La Ge stubbornly turned his head away, "I won’t!"

Then he laughed even more happily, leading the applause.

Sun Wei stomped in frustration, "I’ve worked so hard to build this reputation for you, and you’re just ruining it!"

The female host, not noticing their small actions, was also surprised by Lu Mian’s audacity, and took the initiative to say, "It seems Miss Lu wants to clarify things in person. So, can our cameraman put in more effort, and let’s see where Mr. Mi Lu is?!"

Cameraman: Do I really need your extra words?! We’ve been trying very hard already; apart from Lu Mian, no one else is moving!

On site, there was no second person standing up.

Some people were starting to feel something strange.

Until—

In everyone’s gaze, Lu Mian, with earphones hanging, casually walked to Mi Lu’s special seat.

Mi Lu’s seat was set at the C position of the master creators.

Lu Mian glanced at the colleagues on both sides, not bothering to ask them to make way, she supported herself on the table with one hand, flipped over nimbly, and jumped in.

Everyone: ...

It’s cool, but what’s going on?

The female host was caught off guard and quickly reminded, "Miss Lu, that’s Mr. Mi Lu’s seat!"

However, an even more jaw-dropping twist was coming.

After Lu Mian jumped into the seat, without any hesitation, she immediately sat down with flair and confidence.

Everyone: ???

She sat down...

She sat down...

Sitting down...

The fans couldn’t take it anymore; this was provocation, blatant provocation!

They wanted to—

Before they could speak, Lu Mian lazily leaned back in the chair, grabbed the microphone on the table, brought it to her lips, and spoke with a distant and indifferent tone through the mask.

"I am Mi Lu."

!!!

Lu Mian only said five words, but it was as if she had dropped five bombs, shocking everyone to the core.

La Ge clapped happily.

Fu Yu and Shen Yixin exchanged smiles, immensely gratified.

Ya Ling and Ye Jinwen were enthusiastically holding support signs, cheering wildly.

Xiao Qimo vigilantly watched the surroundings, ready to take out anyone who dared target his wife.

In the vast venue, there was a long stretch of silence and breath-holding.

For those unaware, their first reaction was disbelief.

The female host wondered if she had misheard or if Lu Mian was joking when she was about to reprimand her to be more restrained. Just then, the voice of Qiao Yaqian, the chief planner, came through her earpiece.

"She’s right, she is Mi Lu... damn, Lu Mian is Mi Lu, what on earth is happening!" Qiao Yaqian exclaimed from backstage, staring at the monitor, simultaneously powerless and agitated.

The elegant and dignified Qiao Family’s woman, Qiao Yaqian, even swore.

All the staff in the know through the earpieces were shocked into silence.

As the only one who had contacted and met Mi Lu personally, Qiao had no doubts about her statement.

The female host was dumbfounded and didn’t know how to handle the situation.

La Ge gathered his courage, took the microphone from the female host, faced the numerous eyes below, and shouted bravely, "Yes, Lu Mian is Mi Lu! She didn’t plagiarize! She didn’t cut corners; she merely continued her style!"

Finally, the truth was out!

A socially anxious person managing to shout these words publicly was his ultimate achievement in interpersonal interactions.

Beside him, Sun Wei, like a soulless pillar, retreated several steps.

He looked up at La Ge, "Did you, did you know from the start?"

La Ge returned the microphone to the female host, looked disappointedly at Sun Wei, "No, I found out about twenty minutes ago."

He had always believed in Lu Mian and chose to stand by her.

It was just that his friend and assistant here was overly opportunistic.

Sun Wei calculated the time; it was right when he prepared to pledge allegiance to Mi Lu... He always thought he was doing the right thing, that La Ge would eventually be grateful to him, but...

No wonder Mi Lu’s voice over the phone sounded somewhat familiar.

How could things turn out like this?!

The female host’s embarrassment rendered her unable to continue hosting properly, but fortunately, another male host went on stage in time to take over, giving her a chance to rest.

The male host had higher professional standards, and with Qiao Yaqian’s reminder, he fluently explained, "Master Mi Lu is a humorous person and played a little joke on us. We’ve confirmed with the event’s chief organizer, Qiao, and Miss Lu Mian is indeed Mi Lu!"

Hiss...

The sound of people gasping in disbelief filled the venue.

This news had been confirmed officially, meaning that next—

All the fans exploded, thoroughly exploded, with extreme emotions boiling over, they all stood up.

Fan A: Holy crap! Mr. Mi Lu had infiltrated our fandom?!

Fan B: Mr. Mi Lu just nodded and smiled at me!

Fan C: How could Mr. Mi Lu’s hands hold support signage, such heavy stuff!

Fan D: My fists are itching; can I give Mr. Mi Lu a back massage?

"..."

The fans cried tears of joy, touched by the close contact with their idol, yet also regretted and feared almost having attacked their idol earlier.

As for the others present—

Master Kunyang laughed like a child, clapping until his hands nearly turned red.

Li Xinghan stood on his chair, looking at that aloof and delicate side profile not far away, slapping himself.

He apologized for his sleazy idea of conquering Mi Lu moments ago.

He! Is! Not! Worthy!

Pu Jing’s face was ashen, suppressing his emotions from erupting.

Meanwhile, backstage, upon hearing the news, Lu Xinnuan suddenly rolled her eyes and fainted.