Study System: I'm a 38-Year-Old Student-Chapter 235 - 163: The Disguise Falls, Lin Xiamo’s Crisis

Chapter 235: Chapter 163: The Disguise Falls, Lin Xiamo’s Crisis

After speaking, Shen Qiushan sat back in his seat and said to the two of them, "Don’t always focus on gossip all day. Don’t you both want to join the student council?"

"The student council’s recruitment starts this week!"

After hearing Shen Qiushan’s words, the two of them indeed shifted the topic to joining the student council.

In the eyes of Feng Sicong and Bao Beibei, joining the student council was a very prestigious thing.

Meanwhile, Shen Qiushan quietly sent a WeChat message to Lin Xiamo: It looks like your singing outside is about to be exposed!

The person in the video earlier was obviously Lin Xiamo, and Shen Qiushan recognized her at a glance.

He knew Lin Xiamo sang in a band outside, after all, when Lin Xiamo celebrated her birthday the other day, he had dinner with her and the other three band members.

It’s just that Lin Xiamo’s pink hair style really shocked him, such a stark contrast to reality.

If Shen Qiushan didn’t recognize the other three band members, he wouldn’t dare to be sure that the lead singer with pink hair was Lin Xiamo!

When Shen Qiushan found out that this relative was still playing in a band, he was quite surprised, but he didn’t expect Lin Xiamo’s stage appearance to be so different from her usual self!

Compared to the real-world Lin Xiamo, the one on stage with a flamboyant personality and short pink hair seemed more attractive!

Well, maybe it’s because most men like "cosplay"!

For example, a couple who have been together for a long time.

The passion might have waned, then the woman suddenly changes into a QQ nurse outfit...

The man would definitely shout like Li Yunlong under Ping’an City!

The WeChat message was sent.

There was no response.

At this moment, an old professor with glasses walked into the classroom. He was the "Electromagnetic Fields and Wireless Technology" teacher for Class One of Electronic Science.

He was also a well-known expert in the field of electronic information technology in the country, named Zhao Ruihai.

An expert of his caliber would typically only appear at Sanjiang University or prestigious universities like Qingbei.

They wouldn’t usually teach at lower-level institutions.

At the school parking lot.

After parking the car, Lin Xiamo glanced at her phone to check unread messages.

It was from Shen Qiushan, saying that her singing might get exposed.

Lin Xiamo immediately frowned. Actually, from her personal perspective, she didn’t mind if her band singing got exposed.

The main issue was her father, Lin Moxuan. If he found out she was still in a band, who knows how he might react!

She replied to Shen Qiushan asking for details, but there was no response, likely because he was in class.

Arriving at the office.

Lin Xiamo casually wiped her desk. Before she could sit down, a young teacher from the Youth League Committee knocked on her office door.

"Secretary Lin, Secretary Wu is looking for you."

"Okay, got it."

Lin Xiamo responded. The Wu Secretary in question was Wu Fang, the Youth League Committee Secretary.

She was also her immediate superior. However, since joining the team, they had maintained a harmonious relationship without any conflicts, and Wu Fang took great care of her.

Of course, Lin Xiamo also knew that this consideration largely stemmed from her father’s influence.

Although Sanjiang University is not managed by the Sanjiang City Education Bureau, they’re all part of the education system, so connections are inevitable.

Maintaining good relationships is necessary.

Lin Xiamo immediately went to Wu Fang’s office.

"Secretary Wu, you were looking for me."

"Yes, sit down and let’s talk."

Wu Fang pointed to the sofa for guests. She was a middle-aged woman in her early 40s with a neat short haircut, wearing a coffee-colored suit skirt, and black mid-heel leather shoes.

"Secretary Wu, is there some work you need to assign?"

After sitting down, Lin Xiamo asked directly.

"No, it’s not about work."

"Take a look at this video first."

Wu Fang straightforwardly handed her phone to Lin Xiamo, showing the exact video that Feng Sicong had shared with Shen Qiushan earlier.

Lin Xiamo frowned. She had thought it might be about this issue on her way here.

Because Shen Qiushan specifically sent her a WeChat message, saying her band singing might be exposed.

So, she wasn’t completely unprepared.

"That’s me."

After a moment’s hesitation, Lin Xiamo nodded gently.

At this point, denying it would be meaningless, especially since the video had already reached Wu Fang, indicating it had widespread circulation.

Seeing Lin Xiamo admit it so readily, Wu Fang took her phone back and said with a frown, "Secretary Lin, as far as I know, you shouldn’t be short on money."

"So, is singing just a pure passion?"

Lin Xiamo nodded and answered truthfully, "I’ve been in a band since I was in college. After graduation, the band dissolved for a while, but we later regrouped and occasionally perform."

"It’s my personal hobby, and I consider it a form of leisure outside work!"

Wu Fang nodded, frowning, "Technically, this isn’t a big deal since our school doesn’t interfere with staff having side jobs."

"But the places where you perform, and your style and form of performing, have stirred quite some controversy online. Just now, Principal Zhu even called to inquire about the situation."

"In my experience, the school is likely to disallow this from happening again. Principal Zhu or other leaders might want to discuss this with you..."

Wu Fang spoke sincerely, as she appreciated Lin Xiamo, even aside from her relationship with Lin Moxuan.

In her eyes, Lin Xiamo was also a good partner and subordinate.

Since joining, Lin Xiamo had taken on a lot of work for her and had done it very well.

Therefore, even though this issue had arisen, Wu Fang wanted to understand the situation first and then think about how to solve the problem.

"If this incident causes trouble for the school or harms its reputation, I’ll take responsibility!"

Lin Xiamo stated solemnly.

Wu Fang waved her hand with a smile, "Right now, Principal Zhu just asked me to gather some information."

"It’s not time to talk about responsibilities yet!"

"Actually, I don’t think it’s a big deal, but I’m worried the public opinion might escalate and pressure the school..."

"By then, some explanation will be needed!"

Lin Xiamo knew that Secretary Wu was telling the truth and had no intention of setting her up.

"Secretary Lin, I’ve understood the situation."

"You can go back to your work."

"By the way, you might want to check out the videos and discussions about this on Kuaiyin."

After understanding the situation, Wu Fang advised before letting Lin Xiamo leave.

Returning to her office.

Lin Xiamo immediately opened Kuaiyin, searched the keywords, and quickly several videos of her performing at bars or Livehouses appeared.

Among these videos, the most popular one had 150,000 likes and over 20,000 comments!

Seeing the various videos on Kuaiyin, Lin Xiamo’s brows immediately knitted tightly. She didn’t expect that casually singing could attract such attention.

Among the accounts posting the videos, Lin Xiamo even saw a familiar ID: Journalist Wang Zhixin!

Lin Xiamo vividly remembered this journalist Wang Zhixin, who previously relentlessly criticized Shen Qiushan and Sanjiang High School.

Later, when Shen Qiushan became the top scorer in the college entrance exam, he faced backlash, with a swarm of netizens attacking him.

After Shen Qiushan won the Nebula Award, even more people criticized him.

In recent days, Wang Zhixin’s Kuaiyin account hadn’t been updated, and to her surprise, when he did update, he didn’t talk about Shen Qiushan but instead harshly criticized Lin Xiamo.

"As a university teacher, completely ignoring the role model standards, disregarding personal image, let alone the school’s image!"

"If students imitate this with pride, how should one respond?"

"If university teachers are like this, how can they educate people??"

"..."