The CEO’s Substitute Wife Is A Genius
Chapter 179: Night of Confession

Chapter 179: Chapter 179: Night of Confession

"You’re joking, right?"

Wen Jingya tugged at the corner of her mouth, offering a smile uglier than a cry.

She clicked into the forum and, upon seeing the score rankings, her pupils dilated, refusing to believe it.

"How is that possible? Jiang Man must have cheated!"

"Yaya, she couldn’t have cheated... Remember? It was all live-streamed," Tang Xueying said in a low voice.

Wen Jingya trembled with rage.

In her memory, Jiang Man was ignorant and incompetent.

Even after it was revealed that Jiang Man was a well-known lyricist and composer, she still looked down on her.

Songwriting didn’t necessarily reflect true cultural sophistication.

Even if the songs were good, that just meant a talent for music, nothing more.

"This year’s School Celebrity is undoubtedly Jiang Man..." Tang Xueying, after reading the forum’s discussion intensity, couldn’t help but say.

She patted Wen Jingya’s shoulder, "It’s okay, Yaya, you can try again next year. There’s still a chance."

Wen Jingya felt a pang of sourness in her heart.

Not only was her title of ’school beauty’ snatched away, but now the School Celebrity, too?

Ever since she started at Northern Music Institute, it had been her reign.

And yet, a new era was imminent!

Once overthrown, how easy was it to regain lost honor?

"Who prefers a junior over a senior?"

Wen Jingya’s tone was dripping with sarcasm, but she dared not speak her anger.

"Don’t panic, Yaya, you still have the music competition as your ace," Tang Xueying continued to console.

Mentioning the music competition finally helped Wen Jingya feel a bit better.

Right, for the past two years Mengyin took second place in the music competition, losing only to bands from Qing and Bei universities.

Next year she’d try harder, or recruit one or two strong members to aim for the championship.

Once she won, she wouldn’t even need to think about it; the titles of School Celebrity and school beauty would naturally swing back to her!

...

Night fell.

The freshmen were hosting a bonfire party on the school playground.

A large bonfire was lit in the center, surrounded by circles of students.

Since there were no special plans, the freshmen were all taking turns with impromptu performances.

Some sang, some danced, and some even performed magic tricks.

The atmosphere was lively, especially during the dance, with a group of students egging others on.

"Ruirui, why don’t you go on stage and sing?" Zhang Ziqi and Mao Lili urged.

Wen Rui, suffering from social anxiety, wanted to show off her voice but didn’t have the courage.

She shook her head with indecision, "Let’s wait a little bit more."

"What about you, Jiang Man? Got any talent to show?"

With Mao Lili’s words, the curious eyes of classmates turned towards her.

Bored to death, Jiang Man was sitting cross-legged, propping up her cheek with one hand, "Lazy, don’t feel like moving."

She was uninterested in such a large-scale bonfire party; it was noisy and chaotic.

The school was thoughtful, handing out a large goodie bag to each student.

Inside the goodie bag were two bottles of mineral water, a bottle of iced tea, two loaves of bread, a chocolate bar, two ham sausages, and two packs of Oreo cookies.

Jiang Man watched the performances, leisurely eating a pack of Oreos.

The acts were dull, barely engaging.

After one performance ended, someone volunteered to go on stage.

Everyone was waiting for him to perform, but he just stood there motionless, causing impatience in the crowd.

"Is he going to sing or dance?"

"Hurry up, don’t waste everyone’s time."

"He’s probably nervous; don’t rush him—give him some time."

"Hey, it’s our class leader, huh?" Mao Lili exclaimed, immediately getting excited, "Go, class leader!"

With her cry, the students from Classical Music Class 1 echoed her, cheering and encouraging the person on the stage.

Jiang Man chewed her little cookies, looking completely indifferent to the situation.

Until...

"Hello? Hello?" Lu Qingsong tested the microphone on stage for sound.

After ensuring it was loud and clear, he gathered his courage and took a deep breath.

"I’m not here to perform, I’m here to confess."

As he said this, all the new students at the scene got hyped up.

A chorus of hoots rose and fell like waves.

After so many songs, after so many dances, suddenly someone did something different, and it got everyone super excited.

"Wow, how awesome to confess in this kind of setting?"

"Maybe it’s just a stunt? If the confessor turns out to be the instructor, that’d be so lame."

"That’s true, after all, it’s a farewell ceremony for the instructor."

"If the confession is to the instructor, wouldn’t that be more thrilling? Same-sex love is true love."

"What are you imagining, fujoshi?"

"Who’s the confession for, come on."

"Confession!"

I don’t know who started it.

Soon the entire playground erupted with intermittent chants.

"Confession! Confession! Confession!"

Lu Qingsong was already nervous, and hearing the unified taunts, he swallowed hard.

"Quiet, everyone, quiet."

He grasped the microphone with both hands, standing upright, true to his name, like a pine.

"Pfft, who the hell is he gonna confess to?"

"A girl from our class? Or from another class?"

"He looks pretty honest, probably likes the quiet girls, could it be... Ruirui?"

After Mao Lili spoke, her gossip-filled gaze turned to Wen Rui.

Wen Rui jumped, "How could it be? I haven’t even spoken a word to the class president; we have no interaction at all."

"It doesn’t necessarily require interaction; what if he fell in love with you at first sight?" Zhang Ziqi couldn’t help but tease.

Wen Rui’s face turned red and she lowered her head, biting her lip, "That’s impossible. I’m not planning to date anyone for the time being; I’ve signed with a record label, and the company doesn’t allow it."

"Oh, that makes sense."

"Then, I guess the class president is gonna bomb his confession."

Just as Zhang Ziqi and Mao Lili finished speaking, Lu Qingsong finally began to speak.

"How should I put it, I guess it was love at first sight for me, a personal crush; she’s totally unaware."

"There are many negative voices about her in the school, but I firmly believe that none of those voices are true."

"She’s outstanding, like a beam of light, and where the light shines, no dust can stay hidden."

"I know I’m like the dust, too insignificant to deserve her, but I still want to give it a shot. After all, there’s a saying ’it’s all in the effort.’ If I don’t try, how can I know it won’t succeed?"

Lu Qingsong finished speaking and then bowed deeply to everyone.

"Next, I want to play a piece to express my feelings at the moment."

After finishing, he took out the instrument he had prepared underneath him from its cloth case.

When a violin settled on his shoulder, the crowd let out a gasp of surprise.

"Holy shit! That violin’s got magic, it just made him look insanely cool!"

"Our new students this year are so talented, they all play instruments?"

"Woohoo, I don’t, I’m a noob."

After a bustle of chattering, Lu Qingsong swung his bow.

The moment the first notes sounded, the place exploded.

It was Ayasa’s "Night of Confession," super popular online!

But what shocked everyone was yet to come.

Several new students carrying their own instruments ran up to the stage and accompanied Lu Qingsong with chords.

Lu Qingsong, while playing the violin, took slow steps down the stage, moving towards the spectator seats.

A circular stage with a bonfire burning fiercely in the middle.

The firelight shone on his figure.

Everyone’s eyes followed his every move.

"What’s he gonna do?"

"Going over to a girl?"

"Wow, so exciting, who is the girl?"

The scene went instantly silent, leaving only the touching music played by the instruments.

Lu Qingsong stopped abruptly, standing in front of a girl as if performing for her alone.

Jiang Man paused in the act of chewing a cracker, furrowing her brows.

Lu Qingsong stood right in front of her, unerringly...