Chapter 771: Chapter 770 I Have a Problem with My Brain

“I’m actually super curious, how did the aloof and stern Director Qimo and the cool and swaggering Brother Mian manage to strike up a conversation?” someone issued a soul-searching question.

It’s like a scenario where kings never meet!

Fat Hao couldn’t help but chuckle.

“You don’t know, Brother Mian and Director Qimo just act cold in front of us, but they’re actually sweet together behind the scenes!”

In their group chat, there were many photos of the two together, and with the high-definition daily pictures provided by “Mian the Unwed”, it was easy to notice that their private interactions were quite loving.

“Wow, it’s the kind of romance I envy.”

“While we’re still looking for people our age to date, Brother Mian has already conquered a man of director-level, truly worthy of Brother Mian, dating at a level we can’t reach.”

“The key point is, haven’t you guys thought about it, how much Director Qimo has taken care of Mian! Publicly defending him, giving him medicine and looking after him when he’s sick.”

“Right, right, right!”

Everyone started recalling bit by bit, and once they accepted this setting, all those details surfaced in their minds, and everything suddenly made sense.

So it turns out, they’ve been secretly feeding us dog food all along.

“Now I know why the discipline in our class is always ranked first in the grade…”

Everyone: …

And Lu Mian, the person directly involved, was seriously looking at his phone, looking at the photos in the post where he was so close to Xiao Qimo on stage, and felt bewildered.

After turning their heads back, Fat Hao and Skinny Shouhao only heard her mutter in a tone of confusion and disbelief.

“Is that really me?”

Fat Hao: …There she goes blanking out again, damn.

Skinny Shouhao: …Poor Director Qimo, damn.

—

The incident was buzzing around the school, and the first thing Lu Mian noticed when he saw Ding Cai was a slight bruise under his nose and he didn’t look too well.

“Teacher Ding, I can explain.”

“No, I don’t want to hear your excuses.” Ding Cai weakly refused, only to add, “Congratulations to you two.”

Lu Mian: …

Lu Mian then went to Principal Zhang’s office.

“Principal Zhang, I’m not certain that the person in these pictures is me. So…”

Principal Zhang was massaging his own knees with a health hammer, as they were sore from fussing on the stairs for too long the day before.

“No need to say anything.” Principal Zhang refused to listen, “It’s good as long as you two are happy.”

What nonsense about it not being him, what about being the school’s director of instruction, huh.

How could it be false when he’d seen it with his own eyes?

He had always wondered why Mr. Mo of Jinjing was willing to stay at their high school, and now it turns out he was doing it for Lu Mian!

Their school’s director of discipline, who forbade early romance, was actually taking the lead in dating a student?

Sounds of slapping one’s own face could be heard, loud and clear!

—

In the end, Lu Mian went to Xiao Qimo.

Although his expression was unchanged, his feelings were quite complex.

He had little recollection of the scenes in the photos, which he found strange.

Mo Si opened the door for Lu Mian and gave a sneaky smile, “Miss Lu, Mr. Mo is in a good mood today!”

Lu Mian entered the office to find Xiao Qimo sitting on the couch, smiling as he looked at his phone.

Without sitting down, she leaned against the desk and began in a calm yet somewhat puzzled tone,

“You’ve seen them already, right? Is the person in the photos really me?”

The man’s magnetic voice, clearly in a good mood, affirmed “Hmm,” “I wouldn’t be holding someone else, who else could it be but you?”

“No, I mean, I don’t remember this happening.”

“And that’s why they call you a heartless little rascal!” The man laughed in an elegantly degenerate way, looking prim and proper on the surface, but privately leaving comments on the school’s forum posts with his alt account.

[A true match made in heaven, they are perfect for each other!]

[Only Director Qimo is worthy of Lu Mian, the rest should just wash up and go to sleep without dreaming.]

[You can tell, Lu Mian really likes Director Qimo. She only has eyes for him!]

[…]

This post wasn’t his doing, it must’ve been uploaded by some students who took the pictures when they were returning to the auditorium.

These students, they’ve got a promising future.

Lu Mian was lost in thought, tilting her head, then turned to see Mo Si trying to hold back laughter, and Xiao Qimo was also smiling.

She felt annoyed, lifting her long leg and giving Xiao Qimo a kick in frustration,

“Stop laughing.”

“…” Xiao Qimo restrained his laughter a bit, then turned his glare towards Mo Si, “What are you laughing at? Scram!”

Mo Si: …

Mo Si left the office to them with a trace of resentment, and Xiao Qimo stood up, bringing Lu Mian to the computer.

“Take a look.”

Xiao Qimo tapped the keyboard a few times, and the video recording began to play.

Lu Mian kicked away the chair and sat down.

When she saw herself in the surveillance footage, she leaned back slightly, her eyes deepening with darkness.

It really was her!

The school surveillance had been taken by Xiao Qimo.

This was the first time he had obtained surveillance video of Lu Mian after she got drunk.

He didn’t know what Lu Mian would think after watching it, but if she could merge the memories of Professor Lu and Lu Mian together, he wouldn’t have to work so bitterly.

Lu Mian sped up the video to thirty-two times the normal speed and finished watching the segment.

Pretty refreshing.

Xiao Qimo watched her expression closely, “So, do you remember anything?”

Lu Mian furrowed her eyebrows, her eyelashes trembling slightly as her eyes remained half closed.

It seemed like a bit of memory was there, but it didn’t match up.

The person in the video was indeed her, and she was certain she had forgotten this part.

In her memory, all she remembered was giving a speech after getting on stage and feeling very tired afterward, even resting in Director Qimo’s office for a while.

That’s all.

Unable to recall anything further, Lu Mian didn’t delve into it, as it gave her a headache.

She opened her eyes and looked at Xiao Qimo with a smile, realizing something, “The all-capable female professor you asked me to find before…”

She paused.

“Was it me?”

“Yep.” Xiao Qimo crossed his arms and nodded genteelly.

“That time I accidentally hit you, was it the same?”

“More or less.”

Lu Mian stood up, nodded with a complex look on her face, and walked out.

“Let me think about it, think carefully…”

After Lu Mian left the office, she sent a text message to Yun Zhijuan.

[Master, there’s something wrong with my brain.]

However, Yun Zhijuan, who usually responded immediately and obligingly to her messages, astonishingly did not reply this time.

Lu Mian waited a full hour and still did not receive a response.

Was the old man that busy now?

—

Today was Friday, and also the day for Lu Mian to continue participating in the “Extreme Brain” show.

The same time, the same filming location.

Lu Mian went to a larger resting room this time; she was now one of the official contestants here.

There were a total of twelve people, some younger and some older than her, most of them students still in school.

Not used to making small talk with strangers, Lu Mian kept to herself, playing with her phone.

Tonight would be a one-on-one elimination game for points, with six out of the twelve contestants to be eliminated, leaving only the strongest six.

Therefore, people in the resting room didn’t talk much to each other, everyone being busy after exchanging brief greetings.

Given tonight’s format, everyone here was potentially a competitor.

Pei Wenda, on the other hand, seemed quite relaxed, even voluntarily helping the younger contestants with questions and explaining their thought processes, coming off as a caring and patient big brother.

“Wenda brother, no wonder you and your cousin get along so well; I envy that,” said the twelve-year-old contestant sincerely complimenting him.

Pei Wenda smiled, “Then just consider me your brother.”

“Okay!” The boy beamed, “Brother Wenda, could you help me ask for Lu Xinnuan’s autograph? I really like her singing.”

When an autograph was mentioned, several contestants also showed interest.

Pei Wenda displayed exceptional grace and patience.

“I’ll ask her.”

“Then ask on our behalf too, we like her as well!”

“I hope she makes it to the end and takes the championship!”

Pei Wenda patiently responded, “How about this, I’ll start a video call with her, and we all can have a chat with her.”

Saying this, he started the video call.

The call was quickly connected.

“Hi, Brother Wenda!” Lu Xinnuan’s voice came from the other side of the phone.

Lu Mian lifted her gaze, her pupils contracting coldly as she looked in Pei Wenda’s direction.