Lu Xixin doesn't like to read people's hearts, but that doesn't mean that she can't see through human nature.
As expected, Bai Zhi carried the book "The Art of the Emperor" with her.
Lu Xixin took the book and flipped through it, then took out a gel pen from the drawer under the coffee table, raised her hand and wrote four words on the cover: Emperor's Mind Technique.
It’s exactly the same font as the title of the book at the top!
No matter how surprised Bai Zhi and Lin Jingtian were, they threw the book over and said indifferently: "I found this book with an Oxford paper cover."
After saying that, without giving the two of them time to react, he took out another USB flash drive. It was an old style from many years ago, and the cover had been worn away.
Insert the USB flash drive into the computer, and with a few fingertips, you can find a few old photos, all about this book.
There is a photo of a young hand holding a book.
"Let's compare it." Lu Xixin pushed the computer over casually, "Take a closer look, are they the same book?"
Bai Zhi was a little confused. She was stunned for a long time, not knowing what to do. Lin Jingtian reacted quickly, took the computer, clicked on the photo to enlarge it, and then compared the details with the "Emperor's Mind" on the coffee table.
Due to technical problems, the pixels of the photos stored in the USB disk are very poor and look a bit blurry, but they can still be seen clearly.
It's exactly the same, it's exactly the same book.
After the comparison, Lin Jingtian seemed to be discouraged, leaned back suddenly, and fell weakly on the sofa.
After a while, he rubbed his eyes and let out a sneer. He didn't know whether he was laughing at Bai Zhi or himself.
Fortunately, he was upright and upright before, but now that he thinks about it, it’s just like a joke.
Lu Xixin went to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of juice. She sat on the sofa and drank the juice while holding a pen in her free hand and spinning it lazily.
"Have you finished reading?" He paused with his right hand, and the gel pen flew out from his fingers, landing just on "The Art of the Emperor".
The pen tip flew over, rubbed against the cover, and made a squeaking sound, which brought Bai Zhi, who was distracted, back to her senses instantly.
After putting down the juice, she leaned back and crossed her thin, straight legs. It was obviously a very bold move, but she did it with indescribable grace.
It looks impeccable.
Bai Zhi only glanced at it and immediately lowered her eyes.
She had always known that Lu Xixin was good-looking. No matter her expression or movements, she had an indescribable and inimitable charm.
It was obvious that she had never learned to dance. When she was a child, she always went to the martial arts gym and kicked and ran around with a group of boys, but she had an elegant temperament about her, as if she was born with it.
When she was a child, Bai Zhi liked to secretly observe Lu Xixin. In front of outsiders, Lu Xixin was always in high spirits and behaved uninhibitedly. She would speak whatever she wanted and laugh whenever she wanted. She was like the first peach blossom blooming in the spring, stunning and dazzling.
Everyone has become her foil.
But when she returned home and was in front of Bai Zhi, Lu Xixin became very timid, obedient and helpless, and her actions were cautious.
Bai Zhi felt that Lu Xixin was too pretentious and pretentious. He was one person outside and another in front of her. He was very scheming and liked to hide his own advantages and then inadvertently become famous.
Bai Zhi hates this kind of people the most, just like her deskmate in school. She would go home and study until midnight, but when she got to the classroom the next day, she would complain that she had learned nothing and went to bed early.
Most annoying!
Bai Zhi thinks Lu Xixin is this kind of person.
But the Lu Xixin in front of her suddenly stopped hiding herself in front of her. She was no longer reserved and quiet, but straightened her back and was calm and majestic. While Bai Zhi felt dazzled, she seemed to vaguely understand something in her heart.
Perhaps Lu Xixin was not pretending or being scheming, but was trying to cover up her own light and not let Bai Zhi become her foil.