Different people had different handwriting styles. Generally speaking, unless one was a professional imitator, it was difficult to perfectly impersonate somebody else's handwriting.
However, there was basically no difference between the handwriting styles of Fu Zhi and Pure Feather.
Everyone in the hall fell silent.
Mu Chenxi and Xu Tongtong could not believe what they had just seen.
'Could Fu Zhi have known our plan the whole time and gone to learn Pure Feather's handwriting? Yes, that must be it!'
The more Mu Chenxi thought about it, the more she refused to believe that Fu Zhi was much better than them even though they were the same age.
She looked down on Fu Zhi from the bottom of her heart and she thought everything about Fu Zhi was fake, so she was certain that Fu Zhi would be the one to get slapped in the face in the end.
On the other hand, Ouyang Ya's heart sank to the bottom of her chest.
