I was exposed for adding my female boss to my group of female friends.

“Relatively speaking, Lu Qingxuan is easier to ask,” Liu Ruying said. “Qianzi, do you have her contact information? Should we call her over here?”

Lu Qianzi said blankly, "Ah, this, isn't this inappropriate?"

As a member of the main branch of the Lu family, Lu Qingxuan naturally exerted a suppressive influence over Lu Qianzi. Lu Qianzi had always been afraid of her cousin and avoided contact with her whenever possible.

Liu Ruying said, "Just say it's about Chen Ya. I feel like if you say that, she'll definitely come."

Lu Qianzi was skeptical, but she dialed the number. As soon as the call connected, a crisp and clear voice came from the other end.

"Hello, what's up?"

Lu Qianzi said awkwardly, "Cousin, it's me, I'm Lu Qianzi."

"I know you are Lu Qianzi, so just tell me what's wrong."

“It’s like this,” Lu Qianzi glanced at Liu Ruying beside her, “Are you busy right now?”

"I'm working out. Get to the point."

“We’ve learned something about Chen Ya… If you’re interested, we can discuss it…”

Before she could finish speaking, Lu Qingxuan's voice almost rushed over: "Where are you?"

...After hanging up the phone, Lu Qianzi spread her hands.

She said she would be right there.

"See? I told you she'd definitely come. She'd come as soon as Chen Ya was mentioned," Liu Ruying said mischievously, squinting her eyes.

Lu Qianzi said somewhat guiltily, "It shouldn't be what you think, right? Maybe she's just curious about Chen Ya. After all... you see, they worked together for a while, so it's normal for them to be a little curious about each other."

Even Lu Qianzi, who is naturally incapable of romantic thinking, could sense something amiss in Lu Qingxuan's reaction. However, she still couldn't quite believe that Lu Qingxuan had those kinds of feelings for Chen Ya.

After all, Lu Qingxuan is Lu Yuanbao's daughter. What kind of handsome young men hasn't she seen? How could she possibly be interested in Chen Ya from Lu Ruixiang's family? If word got out, it could become a scandal for the Lu family.

Wu Zun and Xia Yingji sat to one side, listening to Lu Qianzi's phone call for a long time, and they managed to glean some information from it.

The Witch Lord asked, "Is the Lu Qingxuan you're talking about who's coming here the same Lu Qingxuan, the witch from the Lu family?"

“Yeah, who else could it be but Lu Qianzi’s cousin?” Liu Ruying shrugged.

Xia Yingji bent down and wiped his sweat: "Oh my god, it's her coming. This is a bit scary. I have something to do, can I slip away first?"

"No."

Wu Zun and Xia Yingji, one from the Wu family and the other from the Xia family, are both aristocratic families like the Lu family. Even if they don't usually keep in touch, they have met each other since childhood.

Especially since Lu Qingxuan is well-known, both of them had heard of her name.

"You just said that there's something between Lu Qingxuan and Chen Ya?" The Witch Lord suddenly thought of something and asked.

Lu Qianzi quickly replied, "I told you it was probably just out of curiosity."

"Why aren't you curious about me?" The Witch Lord clenched his fist. "Damn it, why do girls these days only like scumbags?"

"you are?"

Liu Ruying crossed her arms, cleared her throat, and said, "Since Chen Ya gave me the key and didn't stop me from looking at the filing cabinet, we can start deciphering the past of Eagle's Nest and what connection it has with Chen Ya once Lu Qingxuan arrives."

Lu Qianzi asked, "Why do we have to wait for Lu Qingxuan to come? Can't we open it and take a look first?"

Liu Ruying thought for a moment and said, "That works too."

Actually, she felt a bit pressured about digging deeper into Chen Ya's past, so she invited Lu Qingxuan over to reduce her own pressure.

With Lu Qingxuan here, she can at least take 60% of the blame for her.

This is where Liu Ruying's scheming lies.

The Witch Master took the key from Liu Ruying and led the way to the filing cabinet, saying as they went:

"Don't get your hopes up too high. There are tons of legends circulating about Eagle's Nest, but I've never heard of any of them about Chen Ya. If he really had a close connection with Eagle's Nest, why would things be like this? At the very least, he should be as famous as the Three Heroes of Beichen, right?"

Xia Yingji crossed his legs and said, "There must be some connection, otherwise how would he have that key?"

"Perhaps one of the Three Heroes of Beichen asked him to pass it on. It's being kept with him for the time being."

Xia Yingji frowned: "What makes him qualified to keep it? That means he's the official leader of Eagle's Nest after the Three Heroes of Beichen. Is that even possible?"

"That's impossible, so let's wait and see..."

As the shaman spoke, he opened the filing cabinet, pulled out a drawer, and dust immediately scattered and filled the air. He couldn't help but sneeze.

Standing next to him, Liu Ruying frowned as she looked at the yellowing documents in the filing cabinet.

These include notebooks, magazines, and letters—all sorts of things.

However, this makes sense, since Eagle's Nest was originally an organization run by a group of students, and it's unlikely that they would manage these materials strictly according to the methods of file management.

However, this made things difficult for them, as finding information about Chen Ya from these materials was like finding a needle in a haystack.

The Witch Lord placed a whole stack of documents on the table, and Lu Qianzi and Xia Yingji also gathered around. Just then, the basement door opened, and Si Chaoliang appeared in the doorway.

"Old Liang, you've come at the perfect time, just in time for a historic moment."

Si Chaoliang glanced at them and said, "What are you doing? What are you moving?... Oh, Lu Qianzi, what brings you here? What a rare guest!"

He greeted her warmly, but Lu Qianzi didn't look at him. She reached into the stack of documents and randomly picked out a magazine. On the cover of the magazine, with the pages slightly curled, were the words "Unknown".

"I'm curious, is this really important information from the Eagle's Nest? Isn't this magazine something everyone has a copy of?"

Lu Qianzi showed the magazine to everyone, and everyone else was stunned.

As the only non-Kyoto University student in the room, and a student from their arch-rival, Jinghua University, the others initially intended to give Lu Qianzi a small shock from Kyoto University, but...

What she said this time was indeed true; the magazine in her hand was indeed something that every student at Peking University had a copy of.

Because it was the school magazine, "Weiming" had a circulation of over a thousand copies per issue. It could be borrowed from the school library, and new issues were added to the newsstands every month.

Lu Qianzi casually flipped to the first page of the magazine, glanced at it, and then glanced at it again.

Then, with an unstoppable momentum, she began flipping through the magazine, her movements becoming somewhat violent, and her eyes widening in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Liu Ruying asked from the side.

Lu Qianzi didn't speak, staring wide-eyed at the magazine in her hand for a long time before slowly opening her mouth, reciting a poem:

"The brocade zither has fifty strings for no reason; each string and each fret evokes thoughts of bygone years."

"Zhuangzi dreamt he was a butterfly, and the Emperor Wang's heart was entrusted to the cuckoo."

"The moon shines brightly over the sea, pearls seem to weep; the sun warms the fields of Lantian, jade seems to emit smoke."

"This love can only be cherished in memory, for at the time it was already a regret."

Liu Ruying looked at her, somewhat confused: "What are you talking about?"

“Isn’t this the famous untitled poem from Peking University?” Wu Zun said from the side. “A couple of years ago, it was said to have amazed the whole country and suddenly became popular online. It was hyped up a lot and even made it to the trending searches. But it was actually written a long time ago.”

Si Chaoliang shook his head and said, "It's not just hype; this poem is indeed quite well-written and of good quality. So, is it the one published in this issue of the school magazine?"

Lu Qianzi looked up, her face still showing shock: "Did you know that this poem was actually written by Chen Ya?"

"what?"

Liu Ruying's almond-shaped eyes widened, the light deep within them reflecting Lu Qianzi flipping the magazine, revealing her face.

On that page, the poem was indeed titled "Untitled," and below the title were three small Chinese characters:

Baiyujing.

Chapter 271 Someone's Dominating the Screen

"The Brocade Zither has fifty strings for no reason... Was it written by Chen Ya?"

Liu Ruying murmured to herself, the shock in her heart lingering like the last echo of a long-ringing bell.

Jinse, a poem she had heard of in high school, was actually written by Chen Ya?

It was Chen Ya—the arrogant one who poured wine all over Hua Jie's body and tried to kiss her in the fitting room (and succeeded).

Lu Qianzi held up the magazine and spread it out to show everyone:

"This Bai Yujing, is that Chen Ya? Back at the Elegant Abode, the professors all admitted that Bai Yujing is Chen Ya. He used this pen name to publish papers. So, he also used this pen name to publish articles in the school journal?"

The Witch Lord raised his hands behind his head, his face filled with disbelief: "Such a delicate poem, actually written by a man, and by that Chen Ya no less... I can't accept it..."

"Did you still think Bai Yujing was a woman?"

"Yes, when I was in high school, our Chinese teacher even taught us this poem. She said the author's writing style was delicate and graceful, but her identity was a mystery. I always thought she was a female poet..."

A talented woman who can write poetry is always endearing and can inspire endless imagination, especially before she makes her debut.

No matter what, Wu Zun could not reconcile his childhood fantasies about the author of this poem with the image of Chen Ya, who was kept by a rich woman.

Xia Yingji suddenly said, "Your teacher talked about this too? Our teacher talked about it too, saying that it expressed the author's unfulfilled ambitions, unrealized aspirations, and frustration... So it was Chen Ya complaining!"

"What do you mean by 'unfulfilled ambitions'? Nonsense!" the Witch Lord immediately retorted. "Our teacher also taught this poem. It's clearly a love poem! It describes love!"

Just as Xia Yingji was about to retort, Si Chaoliang pushed up his glasses and said from the side, "Coincidentally, we also learned this poem in high school. According to our teacher, this poem should be a poem mourning the dead."

"A poem of mourning? Mourning whom?" Lu Qianzi raised her eyebrows.

"My deceased wife..."

"Where did Chen Ya get a deceased wife?" Lu Qianzi's words silenced Si Chaoliang.

“Don’t listen to his nonsense, this is just a poem expressing ambition,” Xia Yingji said. “Look, ‘One string and one bridge evoke thoughts of bygone years,’ he is lamenting that he has wasted his years. This is the basics of Chinese reading comprehension, don’t you all understand this?”

The Witch Lord made a pause gesture and said, "It seems that everyone's teachers taught this poem when they were in high school. Well then, let's ask School Beauty Liu to tell us what she thinks, shall we?"

All eyes turned to Liu Ruying. Her slender, slender fingers, like scallion roots, gently rested on her chin. Her beautiful eyes shimmered with a hint of curiosity, as if she had thought of something.

“Our teacher said that this is a poem about an object,” Liu Ruying said. “The middle four lines of this poem can be matched with the four emotions of the zither: appropriate, resentful, clear, and harmonious. Therefore, it is a poem about the zither.”

Everyone looked at each other.

It seems that everyone's Chinese language teacher has their own ideas.

The most shocking thing is that five people read a poem and each of them had a different interpretation.

“But that’s not the point,” Liu Ruying said. “Isn’t the point that Chen Ya casually wrote a poem, casually published it in the school magazine, and then became somewhat famous?”

For a moment, the classroom was completely silent.

“Furthermore,” Liu Ruying added, “this poem was published in the school magazine five years ago. We started high school two or three years ago, which means that the poem was very popular two or three years ago. Almost all students in the country knew about it. Did Chen Ya ever mention this even once?”

She looked at Lu Qianzi, who shook her head.

Not to mention mentioning it, he doesn't look like someone who can write poetry at all.

“I understand what you mean,” Wu Zun said. “If my poems were this popular, I would be talking about them every day. When I go to the cafeteria, I would ask the lady serving the food, ‘Hey, how did you know my poems were popular all over the country?’”

Liu Ruying nodded and said, "That's what I meant. Actually, when I was talking to Chen Ya, I found that he seemed to lack some common sense."

She paused, perhaps to help others understand better, and then explained further:

"Take this incident for example. If someone else wrote a poem that was groundbreaking, they would definitely use it as a great topic of conversation and tell everyone about it. But Chen Ya never does that. Whether it's because he controls Jiang Lizhi's company or because he can write poetry, he never tells anyone, not even his family or friends."

Lu Qianzi murmured, "Yes..."

This is also one of the reasons why she felt that Chen Ya did not treat her as family.

“It’s like playing dumb to fool the enemy,” the shaman said. “First, act like a grandson, then act like a grandpa, then reveal your true identity and crush you. Maybe rich people like this kind of thing.”

Liu Ruying shook her head: "I don't think so. His attitude is like, 'What? Jinse? Just a poem I wrote casually.' If someone else said that, it would definitely be considered pretentious, but when he says it, it really is like that. It's as if he has too many shocking things about him, so many that he's too lazy to talk about them anymore."

Lu Qianzi shook her head. She didn't know why she shook her head. She put down the magazine in her hand and turned to the next page.

Her gaze went from unfocused to focused in just two seconds. Then, she widened her eyes again and began flipping through the book rapidly, one page, two pages, until she frantically turned the entire magazine over and went straight to the table of contents.

Liu Ruying asked, "What's wrong?"

After a moment of distraction, Lu Qianzi opened the catalog to Liu Ruying in a hollow voice.

Liu Ruying looked over and saw that the table of contents of the minimalist-style "Unknown" magazine was arranged as follows—

table of Contents:

Foreword by Ishikawa Tō

poetry

"Moonlight Night on the Spring River" - Bai Yujing

"Bring in the Wine" - Bai Yujing