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Chapter 96

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    Chapter 96

    Sheng Xia didn't want to cry, but she was too wronged and scared, so she couldn't hold it back.  But after the first sentence is spoken, the remaining words are not so difficult to say.  Holding back tears, she took out her mobile phone and opened Weibo while shaking her hands, and found the colored lead painting that only she could see: "This painting, this painting was drawn by me two years ago, and I think it fits very well.  The theme of this competition has been modified based on the original one And the person on this, this one is my male god, he looks so handsome, how ugly is his drawing! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo  She copied me, I, I didn't copy her"

    Everyone was taken aback for a moment, but Teacher Wan came to his senses and quickly took her cell phone.

    After just one glance, his complexion was not good - the painting on the screen was indeed exactly the same as the entries submitted by Midsummer in terms of composition, artistic conception, creative techniques, and the appearance of the people in the painting.  The only difference is that the painting technique of this colored lead painting is relatively rough, and it only simply outlines a scene, unlike Midsummer's entry, which has been colored and dealt with details, and also added professional skills, which looks very  Full and full.

    There is no need to use professional eyes to judge this. Anyone who comes here can tell that the two paintings are made by the same person.  And the publication time of this colored lead painting was indeed two years ago, as Sheng Xia said.

    Therefore, Wang Xianmei not only plagiarized Sheng Xia's work, but also used him

    Teacher Wan's face turned blue, and he looked at Wang Xianmei with extreme disappointment, and raised his hand to show everyone the colored pencil drawing in Shengxia's mobile phone: "What else do you have to say?"

    Wang Xianmei never expected that things would have such a magical turn, she stared at Sheng Xia's phone in disbelief, her calmness just now turned into panic: "This, how is this possible"

    "Did you read the draft I put on the table?" Sheng Xia had figured out what the problem was at this moment, she pursed her lips and wiped away her tears, her little hands tightly clenched into fists, "The night after the registration  , I just drew my inspiration on the notebook, because it was a draft, I didn't pay much attention to it, I just put the notebook on the table without putting it away You, you did this because you saw my draft  Right? But why? Why are you doing this?"

    "Because I hate you! I hate you!" Probably knowing that it would be useless to quibble, Wang Xianmei didn't deny it anymore, but broke out suddenly, crying, "I treat you so well, and I really want to be with you so sincerely."  You made friends, but you betrayed me and became the same disgusting rich second generation as Zhang Xin and the others! Let me tell you, what I hate the most in my life is that you guys just rely on your family's money to be superior and trample on others at will  People in life! Why, why can you snatch my recommended spot if you want to, why can you continue to live like a normal person after knocking my mother into a bed?! Just because there are a few stinky people in your family  Money? What about us? Those of us who work hard and work hard to live, deserve to die and suffer those unfair treatment?!"

    Thinking of her mother who had been lying in bed for three full years, in order not to continue to drag her and her father down, Wang Xianmei's eyes were red, and she cried out in despair.

    She knew that her dislike of Zhang Xin Shengxia and the others was a way of venting anger, but she really couldn't make friends with them with a normal heart.  She also knows that plagiarism is a shameful thing, but she needs the 10,000 yuan bonus too much, and she needs to find an outlet for her resentment

    That morning, she was restless because of family affairs, and she got up before dawn.  Turning on the light would affect the sleep of the other three, so she could only use the flashlight of her mobile phone to illuminate, but she accidentally tripped over the midsummer chair, and the whole person fell on her desk, and then accidentally saw the draft she drew the night before  .

    Wang Xianmei's professional level is comparable to Sheng Xia's. From this point of view, she knows that Sheng Xia's painting is expected to win an award.  In addition, because she was too worried about her mother, she didn't have any inspiration in her heart, so she accidentally took a photo of Sheng Xia's draft with her mobile phone - anyway, she is so rich, and she is not short of ten thousand yuan.  When this malicious thought occupied her heart, Wang Xianmei could no longer think about other things.

    She also knew that plagiarism was a first-come, first-served thing, so after she made up her mind, she went to Teacher Wan, who was always fair and just, and deliberately mentioned this inspiration to him, and showed him the draft of her own drawing.  In this way, when the teachers investigate after the incident, she can also produce strong evidence to bite Sheng Xia back, so that rich people like them can taste the unspeakable taste.

    Unexpectedly, the defenseless midsummer also had evidence, and it was such iron evidence.

    Wang Xianmei closed her eyes in despair, tears streaming down her face.?? full face.

    Sheng Xia thought that Wang Xianmei's hatred of the rich might be because she was hurt by rich people before, but no matter how deeply she was hurt, it was not caused by her, Zhang Xin, Zhang Yaqian and the others. Why should she hate them together?

    She couldn't understand and couldn't forgive. She took a deep breath and said: "It's those who hurt you who are wrong, not all rich people. Rich people also have kind hearts, just like poor people also have vicious hearts.  It¡¯s a generalization. I, Zhang Xin, and Yaqian, although our family conditions are better than ordinary people, but we have never done anything to be sorry for you. On the contrary, at the beginning, we all really wanted to be friends with you  , It¡¯s because you refused to accept our approach and regarded us as enemies, and now you, you are doing this, what¡¯s the difference from those who just rely on their own money to hurt others casually?¡±

    She felt very angry and sad, and she didn't want to say any more after saying this, and she didn't want to stay anymore, she wiped her tears and looked at Teacher Wan, "Since the matter has been clarified, teacher, can I, can I go?"  ?¡±

    "This" The leader is still there, Teacher Wan is not good at making decisions for himself, so he looks at the department leader who scolded Sheng Xia angrily before, but was slapped in the face in a blink of an eye, and is now standing there in embarrassment.

    The leader of this department is a hot-tempered person who desperately wants to save face, so he just made a hasty conclusion in a fit of anger.  Seeing everyone staring at him now, he really wanted to turn around and run away, but he had to deal with this matter. He had no choice but to look at Wang Xianmei with a sullen face and say, "I just said, this matter  This matter must be dealt with seriously, you, immediately write a review and read it to the public, and the whole school will report the criticism and record your demerit! As for this midsummer student, just"

    He coughed lightly and wanted to say something, but his eyes inadvertently caught Sheng Xia's mobile phone in Teacher Wan's hand.

    Today's male god is also super handsome

    Why does this nickname look familiar?

    "Wait, isn't this the blogger who is very popular on Weibo recently?!" The department leader's eyes lit up, and he grabbed Sheng Xia's phone and looked at it, "My daughter showed me this blogger's painting.  The painting is very aura and very good! And the model she drew named Ling Zhi is also very good-looking, and my daughter is still clamoring to chase him"

    What?  !

    Sheng Xia was stunned for a moment, and said without even thinking about it: "No! The male god is mine!"

    Everyone was stunned, and then the leader of the department changed his anger just now, and stared at her with bright eyes: "So this blogger is really Sheng Xia, you?"

    Sheng Xia realized what she said, and blushed in embarrassment.  She looked at the head of the department with a nervous look: "I these Weibo, I just post them casually"

    The leaders won't even take care of this, will they?

    In the age of self-media, the influence of a Weibo account with millions of fans cannot be underestimated, especially Shengxia is talented and aura in painting, and the future is foreseeable and definitely not bad.  The head of the department is a person who loves talents. After accidentally discovering that this timid and weak student is a potential boss, he was very happy. He patted her on the shoulder and said a lot of words of encouragement before letting Shengxia go out first.  .

    Sheng Xia was relieved, and went straight back to her dormitory instead of going back to the competition site - she has no interest in the competition now.

    Because she was worried, she followed. Zhang Yaqian and Zhang Xin, who had been waiting outside the office just now, comforted her all the way, and Sheng Xia smiled at them reluctantly and told them to go back first - Zhang Yaqian had to continue the competition.

    "If you are not happy, go to sleep, and when the game is over, we will bring you delicious food."

    Before leaving, Zhang Yaqian patted her head.

    Sheng Xia nodded, watched them leave, and then turned and walked upstairs.

    As soon as he walked to the door of the dormitory, the phone vibrated. Sheng Xia picked it up and saw that it was a WeChat message from the male god.

    Dein Vater: How's the game going?

    Sheng Xia didn't want to cry anymore, but when he saw this sentence, his nose suddenly became sore for some reason.

    Like a child who accidentally fell down, when no one close to him is around, he pats the ashes and stands up, but once someone cares, he can't help crying.

    Midsummer held back, and called Ling Zhi directly.

    Ling Zhi quickly picked it up: "Hello? The competition is coming to an end soon? How about it, which place is it?"

    Midsummer didn't speak, tears fell down after a long while, and she cried "Woo".  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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