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Master Jiang was confronted by King Jing's son in public, and his hands and feet were shaking with anger, "You are a majestic son, how can you be so unrestrained?"

Being scolded for being blind, not only Master Jiang was angry, but also the students who were watching.

"I'm right again, you are indeed blind."

Being scolded all the time, Prince Jing was also annoyed, "Miss Ling, quickly expose the true face of that imposter, let them see for themselves whether they are blind or not."

Ling Chu didn't want to argue with them anymore, who is true and who is false, it is not determined by lip service.

"Lu Chengliu, come here."

Lu Chengliu, who was dressed in a blue school uniform, frowned, not understanding why the girl called him over, "What else is there for the girl, it's time for class, we have to go back to listen to the teacher's lecture."

He stands still.

Prince Jing's son squinted at him, "I didn't call you again."

Lu Chengliu frowned, the girl called his name just now, and he heard it right.

The students who were watching were also puzzled. They all heard that the girl called Lu Chengliu just now, that's right.

Just when everyone was confused, a man wearing a gray patched gown and a black gauze hat came in from outside the crowd.

Although he couldn't see the man's face clearly, Lu Chengliu suddenly felt uneasy for no reason.

The man walked up to Ling Chu and King Jing's son step by step and stood still, then turned to face the students.

Prince Jing shook the folding fan in his hand, and suddenly put it away with a snap, "Come, come, let them see what it means to be blind."

The man raised his hand and slowly took off the black gauze hat on his head.

There was a face exactly like Lu Chengliu's.

Master Jiang and the students onlookers were taken aback.

Glancing at the man in the bamboo hat, he turned his head to look at Lu Chengliu standing next to Mrs. Jiang.

Why are there two Lu Chengliu here?

The moment Lu Chengliu saw the man's face, his heart sank.

When he saw this person wearing a bamboo hat and standing with Prince Jing's son's guard, he thought it was the driver of Prince Jing's mansion, but he didn't expect it to be him!

But how is this possible, isn't he dead?
He watched him fall from the bottom of the mountain with his own eyes. How could he still be alive after falling so high?

After Master Jiang was surprised, he frowned and pointed at the man in the bamboo hat and asked Prince Jing, "What's going on, who is he?"

Prince Jing held his head up, and said with a straight face, "He is Lu Chengliu, and the one next to you is a fake."

"Impossible." Master Jiang blurted out.

This Lu Chengliu can be said to be his proud student, every time he comes to teach in the Zhuzhu class, he is the most serious and hardworking one.

Except when Mu Xiu was on vacation, this Lu Chengliu was under his nose almost every day, how could it be a fake.

Ling Chu reached out to take the bamboo hat from Lu Chengliu's hand, and motioned him to salute his master.

With red eyes, Lu Chengliu turned around and bowed to Mrs. Jiang, "Student Lu Chengliu, I have met Mrs. Jiang."

Master Jiang froze in place, at a loss for the first time when the students saluted.

Standing next to him, Lu Chengliu clenched his fists tightly and stared at the person opposite, regretting why he didn't go to the bottom of the mountain to confirm whether he was really dead.

Those students first looked at each other in blank dismay, and then looked at them carefully.

Of these two Lu Chengliu, which one is real and which one is fake?

These two people, no matter their height or face, can be said to be almost exactly the same.

However, after careful comparison, everyone found that Lu Chengliu standing next to Master Jiang had a fairer complexion. In addition, he was wearing a student uniform, and like most students, he had a bookish look.

The one standing next to Prince Jing had darker complexion and a gray long gown with patches. He also looked gray and had nothing special about him.

With this comparison, almost no one believed that the one next to Prince Jing's son was real.

Lu Chengliu was originally uneasy, but he noticed the change in his classmate's eyes.

With a move in my heart, I suddenly straightened my back, "I don't know who you are, but I am indeed Lu Chengliu. My master and classmates can prove that I am not a fake."

Ling Chu saw at a glance that the other party was trying to put on a righteous look, smiled, turned to Master Jiang and said, "I heard that since Lu Chengliu entered Changfeng Academy, he has received first grades in almost every subject. But How did I hear that Lu Chengliu next to you got B grades in his studies? Also, his handwriting is not as good as before. "

"Master Jiang, don't you find it strange?"

Hearing these words, instead of being nervous, Lu Chengliu was relieved.

He had already guarded against this flaw.

Mr. Jiang has always been aware of the changes in Lu Chengliu's schoolwork and calligraphy, "There is nothing strange about this. Lu Chengliu stunned the horse and fell off the horse's back, hurting his head and hands. This caused his grades and calligraphy to deteriorate significantly."

Lu Chengliu is not only his classmate, but also his favorite sister-in-law. Although Zhou Wencai didn't want to offend Prince Jing's son, he couldn't help but stand up, "Girl, Lu Chengliu hurt his head and hands. We all know about this in Changfeng Academy. "

Ling Chu glanced at him, ignored him, turned around and said to Lu Chengliu, "Write a few words for everyone to see."

Lu Chengliu was grateful to Ling Chu, knowing that she was asking him to prove his identity.

Scanning the familiar faces around, Lu Chengliu bowed his hands to one of the tall and thin classmates, "Brother Xie, can I borrow your Four Treasures of the Study?"

Xie Jin looked suspicious, how could this person know his name?
Xu Shi could see the doubt in his heart, so Lu Chengliu simply walked over and bowed his hands to these former classmates one by one.

Seeing that he could call out everyone's name accurately, the people present were more and more surprised.

Seeing that everyone was in doubt, Ling Chu couldn't help sneering, "Why, you still don't believe it? You should all know Lu Chengliu's handwriting. Let him write a few for you."

Seeing no one moved, Ling Chu sank, "Why, could it be that your academy doesn't have pens, inks, papers and inkstones?"

Xie Jinzhi glanced at Mrs. Jiang, saw that he did not object, turned around and dragged the two classmates beside him, and walked quickly to the classroom.

He quickly brought a set of pens, ink, paper and inkstone, and moved out a table.

After Lu Chengliu thanked him, he took the Four Treasures of the Study and put them on the table, dipped the pen in the ink, and wrote on the rice paper.

Master Jiang hesitated for a moment, then raised his foot and walked over.

Lu Chengliu beside him stood still, anxious and restless.

Seeing the familiar calligraphy on the rice paper, Master Jiang's face changed, "Are you really Lu Chengliu?"

Many students can recognize Lu Chengliu's handwriting, especially those who are in the bamboo repairing class with him.

Xie Jinzhi and the others still couldn't believe it when they saw the familiar handwriting.

If the man in the gray shirt in front of him is the real Lu Chengliu, who is the Lu Chengliu who was with them every day?
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