Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

Chapter 465: Chapter 465: Mr. Emperor Personally Slaps Faces

”If it was someone else who gave it to you, it might be somewhat credible. But if it’s that person with the surname Qin who gave it to you, then it’s not credible at all! She visited the monitoring center twice, and the data there got messed up. What kind of character is that?”

Jun Ruyi sneered sarcastically, ”Secretary Lu, you’d better take a closer look. Don’t be fooled till you’re dizzy.”

Lu Yi flipped through the book and carefully examined the signature again, then he opened the other six books.

He was convinced this was Xinghe’s signature, but if asked why he was so sure or what evidence he had, he couldn’t quite articulate it at the moment.

It was purely a feeling.

It’s like when you’ve been following an author for a very long time, you just know it’s without a doubt their work.

Jun Ruyi saw Lu Yi’s silence and thought he was feeling guilty. She reached out to grab the book: ”This kind of fake is better suited for the trash can. The President Mansion can’t even get a signed edition; no one else can possibly have it.”

Just as her hand was about to touch the book.

Suddenly, a slender arm reached out and caught the book steadily: ”Let me have a look.”

”Mr. Nalan?”

Everyone was shocked.

In their rush to grab Xinghe’s signed book, they hadn’t noticed Young Master had come over. Wouldn’t Young Master scold them for not doing their jobs during work hours?

Who knew.

After Nalan Ye Jue took the book and looked through it carefully a few times, he casually said, ”This is indeed Xinghe’s autograph.”

Lu Yi and the engineers breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, Young Master didn’t criticize them!

But wait, how does Young Master know this is really Xinghe’s autograph? Is the high and mighty CEO also a fan of Xinghe?

Then they thought about it, with so many princes and princesses from the European Royal Family obsessed with Xinghe’s novels, it’s only natural Young Master would be a fan too.

Jun Ruyi’s expression changed: ”Young Master, how can you be sure?”

Nalan Ye Jue: ”The two characters of Xinghe are in ancient clerical script. It’s not easy for ordinary people to reproduce such a style.”

Everyone gasped: ”...”

They only felt that Xinghe’s autograph was beautiful.

They didn’t know there was such an ancient and classical background to it.

Jun Ruyi was a bit unconvinced: ”But Young Master, what if someone hired a calligrapher to imitate it? It’s not impossible to replicate ancient clerical script.”

Nalan Ye Jue said with an unruffled tone: ”You can go ahead and try to imitate it, see if you can make the ’vertical hook’ of the character ’he’ in every instance the exact same length and angle.”

”Fine, I’ve practiced calligraphy, I’ll give it a shot!”

Jun Ruyi bit her lip and actually took out a pen to start copying on white paper.

It’s just two characters, after all.

She thought she could at least capture some of the essence by attempting a copy.

Who would have thought.

These two simple characters turned out to be incredibly difficult to write.

Especially the stroke that Nalan Ye Jue mentioned, the ’vertical hook’ in the character ’he.’ She seemed to get the length somewhat accurate, but the angle of the hook and vertical was just never right.

Meanwhile, Xinghe’s actual signature was completed in one seamless stroke, with the ’vertical hook’ like a sword, exuding grand momentum.

Jun Ruyi spent a full ten minutes trying to copy it.

In the end, there wasn’t a single stroke that resembled it.

Her forehead began to bead with cold sweat.

Could it be that this really was Xinghe’s autograph? If so, wouldn’t she be humiliated?

Other engineers, curious, also took out paper and pens to practice, but after a while, they all gave up, exclaiming, ”This is too hard, this ancient clerical script is too difficult to write!”

Someone even took out a ruler to measure, ”Damn, Xinghe really manages to keep every ’vertical hook’ in their signature identical, you’d think it was printed by a robot.”

Nalan Ye Jue said calmly, ”That’s what we call the power of pen control.”

Then he turned and casually asked Lu Yi, ”Who got you this signed book?”