Chapter 630: 632, everyone get out of the way! (First update)

There were many readers at Capital University who adored "The Return of the Past," and even when bad rumors about the book circulated, it didn’t diminish the students’ fondness for it. After all, their affection was for the words of "The Return of the Past," not the person behind it. Early in the morning, many students, carrying the new book and traveling in groups, took the bus to the book signing event.

Just as she set off, Chu Jin received a call from her editor.

Chu Jin held the steering wheel with one hand and put on her Bluetooth headset with the other, "Hello, you’ve reached me."

There was a moment of hesitation on the other end before a soft and cute female voice came through, "Hello, may I speak with ’The Return of the Past’?"

The voice of the editor was somewhat unexpected to Chu Jin who had imagined her editor, Linglong, as a very mature professional woman. Unexpectedly, the editor’s voice turned out to be so adorable.

If a voice could be this adorable, she must be very cute in person.

"I am ’The Return of the Past,’" said Chu Jin slowly.

Hearing this, the editor breathed a sigh of relief, seemingly reverting to her normal online chatting self, and followed up, "Hey, Old ’Return,’ I’m Editor Linglong. Have you started heading over yet?"

Chu Jin replied, "Yes, I’m on my way now. I should arrive in about an hour."

"Great, great, I’ll wait for you."

"Mhm."

Chu Jin hung up the phone and sped up towards the location of the book signing.

Meanwhile, the editor clasped her heart, her complexion slightly pale.

For some reason, although the voice of ’The Return of the Past’ had been perfectly normal and very pleasant to the ear, like a breeze in April, the editor distinctly felt a sense of intimidation in that voice, creating an indescribable pressure.

It was as if she were talking to someone long accustomed to being in a position of power.

It must be an illusion, the editor thought, tapping her face. According to the information she had on ’The Return of the Past,’ she was just a nineteen-year-old girl, a whole decade younger than her. How could such a young girl emanate such a presence?

She must have heard it wrong.

An hour later, a cool Range Rover parked amidst a fleet of luxury cars.

Suddenly, a slender woman stepped out from the vehicle.

Standing around 1.7 meters tall, with long hair cascading down her shoulders, she wore a clean white shirt and black pants. Her small face was hidden behind large black sunglasses, revealing only her delicate jawline and a pair of intriguingly red lips, hazy and mysterious!

This was a woman whose figure and demeanor were the epitome of perfection.

She seemed as if she had stepped out of a painting, with every step blooming like a lotus.

Editor Linglong, at this moment clutching her phone, stood anxiously outside the main entrance, waiting. As she saw the woman approaching, an immature thought struck her.

Could this person be ’The Return of the Past’?

But Linglong quickly shook her head with a laugh. Impossible, the writing of ’The Return of the Past’ was gentle as jade, her heart as pure as an orchid, humble and restrained. Surely, in real life, she must be a woman as soft as water.

The person approaching had a somewhat commanding presence with each poised step, clearly not the same type as ’The Return of the Past.’

The book signing was about to begin any moment now.

Linglong picked up her phone and dialed ’The Return of the Past.’

She paced back and forth while holding the phone.

With such a scandal, ’The Return of the Past’ might have been scared off from coming, right?

It was indeed a possibility.

As the editor anxiously paced, a shadow fell over her and a clear voice came from above, "Hello, Linglong? I am ’The Return of the Past.’"

Linglong tilted her head slightly to see the newcomer and was instantly dumbfounded!

This person...

Was she really ’The Return of the Past’?

She was so different from what Linglong had imagined ’The Return of the Past’ to be!

At the same time, flashes went off as a group of reporters swarmed over, snapping photos furiously.

Their questions were sharp, one after another.

——"Hello, may I confirm, are you ’The Return of the Past’?"

——"Is it true that you’re involved in a scandal with the National Goddess and the head of the Mo family?"

——"Miss, as a well-known editor from the original literary website, what do you think about the moral integrity issues of the author you manage?"

——"The Return of the Past, is the explosive success of your work due to the head of the Mo family?"

Entertainment reporters’ words were exceptionally piercing; they could make the black seem white and the white seem black with just a few words.

Even Chu Jin’s work was called into question.

The editor, who was fairly composed, grasped Chu Jin with one hand and parted the crowd of reporters with the other, "Please make way, otherwise I have the right to take you to court for violating my privacy and portrait rights."

The reporters were not easily intimidated; they ignored Linglong’s words and became even more aggressive, not letting Chu Jin and Linglong take a single step away.

——"The Return of the Past, you assured everyone on Weibo last night that you are indeed the National Goddess Chu Jin, then why are you wearing sunglasses now? Is it because you can’t face the public? What exactly is the reason for you to become the third party in someone else’s relationship?"

Chu Jin simply stopped walking and just stood there, slowly lifting her gaze, "First, I am wearing sunglasses for sun protection; second, I already made it clear on Weibo last night, I am Chu Jin; third, Mo Zhixuan and I have a very good relationship, there is no third party involved, nor has anyone interfered with us."

After speaking, Chu Jin slowly took off the sunglasses on her face.

As she did this action, the reporters immediately aimed their cameras at her, not wanting to miss a single detail.

When the sunglasses were removed, what was exposed to the air was a face of unparalleled delicacy.

Skin like snow, eyes like stars, lips as if painted.

Her jet-black, lustrous hair was draped behind her head, her figure slender, her clear cut features bathed in the sunlight, giving her an unreal aura. Her captivating peach blossom eyes seemed like they could enchant souls, yet amidst the shimmering light, they exuded a sense of majesty that made people dare not look straight at her.

Noble without arrogance, bewitching without vulgarity.

Pure and unblemished by the mundane world.

As beautiful as a banished immortal from a painting.

This is——

The National Goddess!

Chu Jin.

The reporters were almost all stunned!

Even the editor was stunned.

None of them had expected that the National Goddess and "The Return of the Past" were the same person.

The National Goddess, compassionate, virtuous, righteous, and beautiful.

There is a saying online to describe the National Goddess: "It starts with the face, but loyalty is to the character."

"The Return of the Past," talented, truly a deserving talentess.

Just with a single work, she became famous throughout China.

These two identities were actually that of the same person.

This is truly what it means: It starts with the face, falls for the talent, loyal to the character.

"Ah!" Linglong was the first to react, "Old Gu! So you really are my goddess! Ahhh! I’m so excited! Can you sign an autograph for me later? I really love you! Our whole family loves you."

Setting aside her professional role, Linglong was also a loyal little fan of the National Goddess. She could never have dreamed that her own author was the National Goddess! Isn’t it just too fantastic?

"Sure." Chu Jin lowered her eyes and smiled gently at her.

That smile was enchanting and captivating, and the editor was instantly lost in that smile, unable to extricate herself.

There is a kind of beauty that transcends gender.

Even the female editor was nearly brought to her knees by Chu Jin.

Therefore, the editor kept reminding herself in her mind, "I’m straight! Straight! I can’t be bent!"

After a moment, the editor came to her senses and then said, "Goddess Gu, may I take a photo with you?"

"Of course." Chu Jin nodded and even patted the editor on the shoulder.

Only by standing next to Linglong could she experience the feeling of being a tall beauty.

The reporters on the side were also stunned, and then quickly snapped back to reality, snapping away frantically at Chu Jin.

Afterward, the videographer realized an issue: a beauty is a beauty, no matter from which angle you shoot, she is absolutely impeccable.

Such a person is surely God’s favorite.

How could there be such a perfect persona in the world?

——"The Return of the Past," why have you been concealing your true identity until now?"

——"Do you have any unspeakable secrets?"

——"The Return of the Past, what is your relationship with Miss Chu Jin of the Chu family of Capital City?"

——"Is the explosive success of your new book related to the head of the Mo family?"

The reporters on this side were desperately manufacturing topics, asking very meaningful questions. A moment of carelessness could easily let them trap you.

Making news and creating headlines has already become these reporters’ forte.

In contemporary society, to get famous, these people would do anything.

Especially those reporters adept at creating sensational news.

Chu Jin wasn’t angry, though. She smoothly snatched a microphone from a reporter, lightly lifted her chin, her gaze directly confronting the camera, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, her dimples deepening, and a trace of coldness appearing in her eyes.

She just looked at the camera like that, her presence overwhelming, like a queen looking down upon the world. Then she slowly spoke, "Indeed, in today’s society, you can get by on looks, but when it comes to appearance, I hope more that everyone appreciates my talent. Hello, everyone. I am Chu Jin, Chu from Chu River and Han Border, Jin from the magnificent mountains and rivers."

Not "The Return of the Past," not the National Goddess.

Chu Jin is Chu Jin.

Even though what she said was extremely self-admiring, when it came out of her mouth, there was absolutely no discordance—it was as if she was meant to be just that.

The last twelve words in particular were forceful and resonant, shaking people to their core, making those in front of the TV feel their blood boil.

With just one sentence, she adequately responded to all the aforementioned reporters’ topics.

Simply put, she didn’t need the help of anyone else at all.

She could become incredibly popular through her own talent alone.

If she really valued power and status so much, she would have announced long ago that she was the National Goddess herself.

Wouldn’t that make her even more famous? More popular?

Having finished her statement, Chu Jin raised her eyes to look at everyone. Just a simple glance held an endless intimidation, making people feel inferior and somewhat unable to look her in the eye.

"Now—" Chu Jin began slowly, her stern gaze sweeping over each face, "do you have any other questions?"

Even though her voice was incredibly calm, it carried a deterring force that sent a shiver through everyone.

Even those reporters, who were usually so worldly and knowledgeable, had a hard time bearing it—this person, who appeared no more than a teenager, exuded an aura of superiority.

Seeing that no one was speaking, Chu Jin took Linglong by the hand and left, radiating an aggressive energy!

Linglong was the quintessential Southern person, with big eyes and a high nose bridge, looking both cute and petite, and even her height seemed cute and petite. Standing in her platform shoes, she just reached Chu Jin’s shoulder.

With Chu Jin holding her wrist, Linglong felt immense pressure.

At that moment, she really wanted to ask Chu Jin, what did she eat when she was a child to grow up like this? Why was there such a huge difference between her and everyone else?

Although she wanted to ask, Linglong didn’t dare.

The aura of that girl was too powerful, and she hadn’t yet recovered from the shock.

A goddess is a goddess, innately carrying an ethereal grace, beyond comparison to ordinary people.

Seeing Chu Jin about to leave, one of the reporters grabbed his microphone and directly blocked Chu Jin’s way.

"The Return of the Past, you can’t leave now, I have a few more questions for you to answer!"

Chu Jin represented ratings, click-through rates, exposure! Such a prime topic for news and headlines—he couldn’t let this opportunity slip so easily! His bonus for the month depended on this moment!

When this reporter made his move, the rest quickly surrounded them.

Awards and such, everyone wanted them.

However, as the spotlight turned on again, Chu Jin looked up at the crowd, cold light in her eyes, "Get out of my way!"

The domineering five words came with a powerful impact.

The atmosphere around instantly became oppressively tense, an invisible pressure rolling towards the people, making their hearts sink as cold sweat broke out on their backs.

The person standing there so indifferently gave off an inexplicable sense of fear.

That feeling was like a mouse seeing a cat, a fear that sprang from within.

Although nobody wanted to make way, their bodies acted very honestly, stepping back in unison to clear a path for Chu Jin.

Such domineering presence!

The editor following Chu Jin was flabbergasted!

Good Lord, what was she seeing?

These omnipresent gossip journalists were actually behaving today!

The Goddess not only radiated a celestial aura but also exuded an aggressive vibe!

Walking behind Chu Jin, the editor felt like a secret royal inspector being received by ministers, except she was like a little eunuch following the emperor.

The aura emanating from Chu Jin was indeed too overpowering, leaving the reporters no choice but to watch her walk away helplessly.

The book signing event took place on the first floor of the Everlasting Peace Building.

At the moment, the first floor was packed with people, all fans of "The Return of the Past."

It wasn’t just the first floor, but the second, third, and fourth floors as well, all crowded with people, even more exaggerated than a fan meet-and-greet with a popular celebrity.

Surprisingly, despite the large crowd, order was extremely well-maintained. Everyone was very civilized and quiet, waiting for "The Return of the Past" to begin.

Today, the Everlasting Peace Building hosted not just the author of "The Return of the Past" but also other well-known authors. However, it was apparent that four-fifths of the fans were there for "The Return of the Past," as its readers were dressed in uniform apparel.

They wore white shirts embroidered with the words "The Return of the Past Fan Club" near the chest area.

Moreover, unlike the fan groups of other authors, which were more or less a fixed crowd.

The readers of "The Return of the Past" were diverse: young and old, male and female, college students, white-collar workers, teachers, wage earners, middle and high school students, and even elementary schoolers.

Because they were wearing uniform attire, the sight was truly spectacular!

This made the other authors feel a bit uncomfortable. They were authors too, publishing books and holding signing events. Why were other people’s readers able to show such strong support?

Today, the number of readers attending "The Return of the Past" must have reached tens of thousands, right?

This was definitely an unprecedented event in the literary world.

Here the most popular author was "Butterfly Dreamer."

Her arriving fans numbered just over a thousand.

And importantly, despite "The Return of the Past" being involved in such a scandal, why did these fans remain so loyal to her?

It’s probably the case that the kind of idol you have, the kind of fans you get!

This group of fans probably also had skewed moral values.

Lacking in integrity.

One of the authors on the same website as "The Return of the Past" felt even more upset looking at this scene!

She was "Butterfly Dreamer."

A famous platinum author.

Before "The Return of the Past" emerged, she was the darling of the original literary website, responsible for both literary flair and drawing traffic.

Her position on the original literary website was substantial.

Her fans numbered over a million.

When other authors saw her, they would respectfully call her Goddess Mengdie or Senior Mengdie.

However, ever since "The Return of the Past" appeared, things started to change.

The former Senior Mengdie became Senior "The Return of the Past."

Goddess Mengdie became Goddess "The Return of the Past."

The author groups discussed "The Return of the Past" the most.

What the editors mentioned incessantly was "The Return of the Past."

The traffic draw turned to "The Return of the Past."

Her brilliance was completely overshadowed by "The Return of the Past"!

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