The substitute wife is an all-powerful boss

The sudden appearance of this voice in the air made everyone stunned.

Feng Zheng was the first to react and looked around, "Where is Master Xianren?!"

Is he blind?

Why didn't he see it?

Fu Xingyu also looked back excitedly.

I thought I would be able to see my idol when I turned around this time.

Unexpectedly, when I turned around, I saw Professor Mei and his three students walking towards me.

Where is Master Xianren?

Is he hallucinating?

Professor Mei held her phone and looked at it for a long time, then looked at the students beside her. "Zihang, Xiaofei is successful. Look, Master Xianren said she was wearing a white shirt and long boots today... Am I seeing that right?"

The three of them immediately gathered around to look at the teacher's phone.

"Yes, you read that right," Bai Xiaofei said with a smile, "I didn't expect Master Xianren to be such a fashionable old lady."

Zhao Zihang continued, "Yes, it's quite trendy. My grandma is only 68 and she doesn't wear long boots anymore."

Professor Mei was in a complicated mood.

If she was not mistaken, there was only one person in front of her who met the requirements of Master Xianren.

He Shengli continued, "You just suddenly called out 'Master Xianren'. Who is Master Xianren here?"

Professor Mei took a deep breath and said, "Look up and look ahead."

Several people looked up at the same time.

I saw.

There are three people standing in front.

Two boys.

A girl.

He Shengli scratched his head in confusion, "What happened up ahead?"

Zhao Zihang also felt that he didn't see anything.

Bai Xiaofei was stunned at first, then her eyes were filled with disbelief, "White shirt, long boots... Oh my god! They all match..."

But, why is he so young?

After hearing Bai Xiaofei's words, He Shengli and Zhao Zihang also reacted instantly. The little girl in front was dressed exactly the same as Master Xianren.

No way!

This little girl doesn't even look like she's eighteen!

Professor Mei tried her best to suppress her shock. She was calm, not panicked. She had seen a lot of things. She took a few steps forward and spoke again, "Is it Master Xianren?"

"Here." Wen Xu raised her eyes slightly;

Hearing this, Fu Xingyu almost laughed out loud and said speechlessly, "Do you think Professor Mei is calling you? He's calling Master Xianren! Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you interrupt Professor Mei?"

He doesn't even consider how much he weighs.

If he wanted to smell the catkins, he would just find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

How dare you stand here?

Professor Mei and her students were stunned when they heard Wen Xu's answer.

Is it really true?

Bai Xiaofei tugged at Zhao Zihang's sleeve and asked, "Tell me, is that guy in front really the Idle Master?"

Zhao Zihang was also dumbfounded and shook his head, "First, let's go over and take a look!"

Although there is no shortage of young talents in the oil painting world.

But this was the first time he had seen someone as young as Wen Xu.

Therefore, she was not sure whether Wen Xu was the legendary idle boss.

Professor Mei walked over quickly with three students and asked in a serious tone, "Are you the Master of Idleness?"

"Yes, it's me." Wen Xu nodded slightly, with no extra expression on his clean face.

Who did she say she was?

Is she an idler?

Hearing Wen Xu's voice, Fu Xingyu laughed out loud.

This was simply the most outrageous joke he had heard this year!

How could this little village girl be so shameless?

Even an idle person dares to pretend to be one.

The ignorant are fearless!

Does she know what status idlers hold in the oil painting world?

Fu Xingyu continued, "Professor Mei, don't be fooled by her! I know her! She's just a vain woman who likes to take shortcuts. How could she possibly be the Master of Idleness? She's not even worthy of carrying the Master's shoes."

Fu Xingyu absolutely does not allow anyone to impersonate his idol.

At this time, of course he would directly expose Wen Xu's true face.

"Thank you for the reminder, but we have our own rules and regulations. Just because you say this lady is not an Idle Master doesn't mean she is not an Idle Master, and just because she says she is an Idle Master doesn't mean she is an Idle Master."

At this point, Professor Mei looked at Wen Xu and asked, "Could you please give me your verification code?"

Not everyone can pretend to be Master Xianren.

They all have their own identity verification codes in the oil painting world.

Fu Xingyu crossed his arms and looked at Professor Mei. "Professor Mei, I think you're being superfluous. If she can produce the verification code, from now on, she'll be my dad! I'm no longer going to be called Fu Xingyu. I'm going to change my name to Wen Xingyu."

Fu Xingyu said this sentence with great force.

Wen Xu took out her phone slowly, opened the album, and found the screenshot of the verification code. "Is this it?"

Really?

Fu Xingyu frowned slightly.

impossible?

How could she be the Master of Idleness?

impossible!

That code must be fake.

Fu Xingyu thought.

Professor Mei glanced at the verification code and said, "Sorry, screenshots may not work. We need a real-time, dynamic verification code that can be refreshed."

When Fu Xingyu heard that the verification code Wen Xu took out was a screenshot, he breathed a sigh of relief. The sarcasm in his eyes became even stronger. He said sarcastically, "Professor Mei, you see, I was right! Her verification code is fake. I think you should call the police immediately. Master Xianren's identity is not something that can be easily impersonated."

A little country girl is just a little country girl. Does she think Professor Mei is just there to eat and do nothing?

Can you just take a screenshot and get away with it?

It's ridiculous.

Professor Mei continued, "Excuse me, do you have a dynamic verification code?"

"Wait a moment." Wen Xu didn't explain too much. She lowered her head and pressed the phone. After about a minute, she put the phone in front of Professor Mei again and said, "Okay."

Fu Xingyu immediately leaned over to take a look.

This time it is indeed a dynamic verification code.

He touched his chin.

It seems that this little village girl has been wanting to pretend to be an idler for a long time.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have prepared so thoroughly.

The fake dynamic verification codes were prepared by someone in advance.

Verification codes are something that cannot be identified with the naked eye. Professor Mei looked at Zhao Zihang standing beside him and said, "Verification machine."

Zhao Zihang had already prepared the code verification machine. He walked forward and aimed the scanner at the verification code on Wenxu's mobile phone.

drop--

Zhao Zihang was also very nervous at this time. "Well, since Master Xianren's status is relatively high, the verification process may be a little slow. Please wait a moment."

"Yeah." Wen Xu nodded slightly, "I'm not in a hurry."

Not urgent?

Fu Xingyu narrowed his eyes.

Wait!

There's going to be a good show soon.

A fake verification code cannot pass the code verification machine.

Fu Xingyu said coldly, "Feng Zheng, tell me what the punishment is for impersonating a famous master and defrauding others in China?"

Feng Zheng cooperated and said, "Those who impersonate celebrities and engage in fraudulent activities are subject to imprisonment of up to three years, criminal detention, controlled release, or deprivation of political rights. In serious cases, they may be sentenced to imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years."

Fu Xingyu nodded and turned to look at Wen Xu.

He tried to see some fear on Wen Xu's face.

but--

No!

Wen Xu remained calm from beginning to end, even though the sky was falling. Not to mention being afraid, there wasn't even a trace of emotion on that handsome face.

Pretend!

Pretend!

Wen Xu is about to reveal her true colors.

If the verification fails, he wants to see how Wen Xu ends up!

Seeing that three minutes had passed and the code verification machine still had no response, Fu Xingyu turned to look at Wen Xu and said in a sarcastic tone, "I think some people should quickly admit that they are impersonating Master Xianren! Otherwise, the consequences will be something you can't afford."

drop!

At the same time, a cold electronic sound was heard in the air.

"Verification successful! Identity: Oil Painter Xianren, Rank: A-level author."

Grade A is also the highest grade in the oil painting industry.

boom!

When he heard this sound, Fu Xingyu only felt that something exploded next to his ear.

Made him lose consciousness.

Verification successful?

How could this be?

Could it be that Wen Xu is really an idler???

Feng Zheng, who was standing beside him, was even more shocked. He tugged at Fu Xingyu's sleeve and said in a low voice, "Dude, this plot is wrong! Didn't you say she's just a liar who likes to take shortcuts?"

How to do?

How to do?

If Wen Xu is the idler, then what did he and Fu Xingyu do?

Fu Xingyu's face was covered in cold sweat and he lost consciousness for a moment.

Professor Mei and others were also stunned for a moment.

She thought of everything.

The only thing I didn’t expect was that the idler would be so young!

Professor Mei swallowed.

He Shengli stepped forward and said, "Teacher, could it be that there is something wrong with the code verification machine?"

"Impossible!" Professor Mei took a deep breath. "If there's something wrong with the code verification machine, then that means all the guests here tonight are fake! Do you think that's possible?"

After saying this, Professor Mei calmed himself down and took a few steps forward. "Hello, Master Xianren. I'm one of the organizers of this charity gala. My name is Mei Qingyuan. You can call me Xiaomei or Mei Qingyuan."

Although Professor Mei is already in her forties, Wen Xu can definitely call her "Xiao Mei" based on her seniority.

After all, she didn't even have the qualifications to be Wen Xu's disciple.

At this point, Professor Mei continued, "By the way, these are the three doctoral students I supervise: He Shengli, Bai Xiaofei, and Zhao Zihang."

The three people who were named immediately stood in a row and bowed respectfully, "Hello, Master Xianren."

Even their doctoral supervisor is so respectful to Wen Xu.

How dare the three of them be disrespectful?

Wen Xu nodded slightly in response, and his eyes fell on Professor Mei again, "Lead the way."

Just three words, but they sound like the standard boss' tone.

"Okay, please come this way."

Wen Xu stepped forward.

Professor Mei followed carefully, "By the way, Master Xianren, this is what you asked me to prepare for you."

It's sunglasses and a mask.

Wen Xu reached out and took it.

Looking at the departing backs of Wen Xu, Professor Mei and others, Fu Xingyu gasped for breath like a drowning fish.

"Brother, brother! What should we do now? Wuuuu, can you tell me I am a dream?" Feng Zheng no longer wanted to live.

It wasn't until Feng Zheng slapped him several times that Fu Xingyu finally reacted and muttered, "No wonder, no wonder..."

"No wonder?" Feng Zheng asked curiously.

Fu Xingyu clenched his left fist and slammed his head hard, saying in frustration, "No wonder she knows so much about Xianren! No wonder she's not curious at all whenever Xianren is mentioned. No wonder she can accurately point out the shortcomings and flaws in Xianren's paintings. I'm so stupid, so stupid..."