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Yan Wangchuan watched Fu Chen's face darken, and knocked on the table without making a sound.

Fu Chen handed over the phone.

It happened to be the post about plagiarism, Yan Wangchuan was an expert, he had seen Gao Xue's design once, and thought there was something wrong with her painting style at that time, in fact, many people now mix all kinds of painting styles, but he doesn't like it.

Now that I saw Song Fengwan's design, I could see something tricky.

Experts watch the doorway, laymen watch the excitement.

The comments below are naturally those who don't understand these things. They feel that there is something similar to them. Gao Xue is the winner of the Heming Cup Gold Award. The paintings are openly made public. On the other hand, Song Fengwan is her student. She quit the competition temporarily. There are various signs It shows that she has a ghost in her heart.

And many students from the Academy of Fine Arts topped the post.

"She is really valued in our college. The dean has been looking for her since the beginning of the school. Many teachers think highly of her. Even the teacher Gao who was copied by her has praised her many times."

"Damn it, the teacher is so kind to you, you play plagiarism? It's probably because you are afraid of being found out that you quit the competition."

"Besides, she often doesn't attend classes, and doesn't go to evening self-study. Because the professors and teachers like it, the counselors can't do anything about her."

...

Song Fengwan was also scrolling through posts in the bathroom to leave messages at this moment. Since the beginning of school, she has never missed a class. The only time she asked for leave and did not go to evening self-study was the night when Yu Manxi met her parents.

How did it become that she took advantage of her privileges and cut classes every day?

The scariest thing is that there is another post about her pushing people.

It happened to be the picture of the senior confessing to her tonight. The angle of the video was clearly taken by the group of onlookers, but the picture only captured a few seconds of her pushing someone, and the message below was even worse.

There are a lot of people who say that she has no quality and no education.

"Even if you don't accept the confession, you can't do it. It's really a loss of favor."

"Now I think she is not as good as Wu Yuxin. That Wu Yuxin is indeed too much, but someone is even more shameless."

"Damn it, who does she think of herself as a goddess?"

... There are many pictures below, all of which are very ugly.

Song Fengwan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, why did it become like this, besides, there were so many people there at that time, did she push people on purpose?

No one came forward to explain?

When she wanted to browse the post again, the network displayed [the system server is under maintenance], and the school forum was paralyzed.

*

When Song Fengwan went out, Fu Chen was still helping her peel crabs, so he glanced at her lightly, "Do you want me to help?"

Song Fengwan was not surprised that he knew the matter, "I can handle it."

In fact, push people and absenteeism are all easy to explain, but plagiarism is the only thing. In fact, the two paintings of her and Gao Xue are not in the same style. At first glance, they don't look alike, but after careful comparison, you can see many similarities.

Gao Xue's painting was exhibited at the end of the design party, and it was the finale.

Song Fengwan's painting was handed in to many students in charge of the event. Her temporary withdrawal from the competition caused criticism, and Gao Xue kept praising her, so many people stared at her. step on each other.

"Uncle Yan, can you find Gao Xue's other design works?" Song Fengwan no longer called her teacher at this moment.

She is not worthy of being a teacher.

"Okay, I'll make a call."

The organizer of Gao Xue's personal design exhibition has been inviting Yan Wangchuan to come over. Hearing that he wants to see the design drawings, he thought he was interested in the exhibition, and immediately sent some of the design drawings to him.

These are all works to be exhibited, and they will be made public in a few days, and there is no need to hide them, and they have applied for patents for some special pattern designs in them, so they are not afraid of plagiarism.

Song Fengwan didn't care about eating crabs at the moment, sat in front of the computer and began to look at the design drawings.

The first picture is her work that won the Heming Cup Gold Award...

this is not……

Song Fengwan flipped through all the pictures one by one, his fingers were shaking with anger.

Shameless!

it's all...

It was also the first time for Yan Wangchuan to see so many works by Gao Xue, and his eyes stayed on the vase with flowers clustered, his eyes tightened a little.

"What's going on?" Fu Chen looked at Song Fengwan's face becoming more and more ugly, and his fingers were sliding on the touchpad of the laptop, trembling slightly with excitement.

"The Qiao family has a similar finished product for that bottle."

Fu Chen understood immediately.

"Wanwan..." Yan Wangchuan reminded, "Her works and some creative designs have all been registered as patents, unless you have strong evidence in your hand."

"Patent?" Song Fengwan sneered, "How could she be so shameless! These pictures are all before me...how could she..."

Fu Chen crossed his arms, "The blueprints are private things. Since these things are not hers, where did she see them?"

Yan Wangchuan also had a question.

Song Fengwan suddenly remembered that she had confiscated her picture album when she was in the remedial class before, and it must have been that time, "I came to the capital to make up a class before, and I secretly drew two pictures in class. Confiscated my picture album, this must be that time."

"She's your teacher in the remedial class?" Fu Chen always thought the name was familiar, but couldn't remember where he heard it.

It was only then that he remembered that there was a farce in the remedial class at that time, when Xu Jingcheng's mother went to make trouble, it was the teacher who didn't do anything at that time.

"Even if you have a draft drawing in your hand, it is difficult to prove who came first." The design drawing is an extremely private thing, and many of the pictures in her hand have been published for half a year...

She has already won awards for these designs, even if Song Fengwan jumped out at this moment, she might be beaten up by her and splashed with dirty water instead.

"Is that the way to go?" Fu Chen narrowed his eyes, "Her behavior like this is clearly preemptive, standing on the highest point, stepping on Wanwan first."

"I know." Yan Wangchuan also had a serious expression on his face.

In fact, plagiarism in the industry is not uncommon, and whoever publishes it first is counted, because it is extremely difficult for the latter to prove that he is the original author.

If you don't do it well, you will be put on a hot pot.

"Wanwan, is your manuscript here?"

"It's in the dormitory, I'll go back and get it tomorrow."

"If you go back to school tomorrow..." Yan Wangchuan was a little worried, fearing that it would be another bloody storm.

"It's okay, I have other things to deal with besides this."

The matter of Gao Xue really needs a long-term plan.

As for the school forum, it was under maintenance that night, and it was never repaired. Most likely it was not a malfunction, but was hacked maliciously.

Fu Sinian was sitting in front of the computer at the moment, flipping through various posts on the Beijing University forum.

In fact, Song Fengwan is usually a very well-behaved and docile person. Even if he fell in love with Fu Chen and got in touch with him, he never took any action against Qiao. He helped him and Yu Manxi many times. If something happened to her, Fu Sinian would naturally help .

The Beijing University forum is maintained by a group of students. Compared with him, it is no problem to directly hang and beat the king against the bronze.

"What time do you go to bed tonight?" Yu Manxi finished processing some press releases in his hand and poured him a glass of milk.

Fu Sinian used to only drink espresso with her, but since he lived with her, he had to drink milk every night, saying it was to help him sleep.

"Later."

Yu Manxi glanced at the computer, "These are from... Wanwan?"

"Um."

"Why are there plagiarized posts?"

"Not sure, third uncle will deal with it."

Yu Manxi pursed her lips, even if she wanted to help with this matter, she was powerless.

**

The next day, Song Fengwan had no class in the morning, so he arrived at school early.

I went back to the dormitory and picked up my own draft of the picture book.

Hu Xinyue was still sleeping at that time, Miao Yating and the others were not in the same major, they had classes in the morning and had already left the house.

Seeing her come back, Hu Xinyue got out of bed in a hurry.

"Wanwan, don't pay attention to those things on the Internet, it must be fake, I go to class with you every day, when did you maliciously cut class?" Hu Xinyue brushed the forum yesterday and almost exploded with anger.

"It's all nonsense, don't take it to heart."

Song Fengwan smiled, "I know."

"Then why are you going now?" Hu Xinyue watched her rummage through the box, and walked out with a serious face while holding the things.

"I'm going out to do some errands, do you need me to bring you breakfast later?"

"My mother, you're still thinking about my breakfast right now." Hu Xinyue was upright. Yesterday, she scolded that group of people on the forum for a long time, and the forum system was suddenly maintained, which made her jump up in anger.

"The cafeteria probably still has steamed stuffed buns, I'll bring you two later." Song Fengwan said as he walked out.

Hu Xinyue reached out and pulled her hair.

Could it be that Song Fengwan just went out to buy breakfast?

The more she thought about it, the more something was wrong, she pulled on her slippers and ran outside in her pajamas.

**

Room 205, Yuhe Building

This is a large classroom capable of accommodating more than 200 people. People from the freshman to junior design classes are all present. Today, the professor will specifically explain the winning works of yesterday's design competition awards ceremony, and he will gather all the design professionals from the Academy of Fine Arts together. .

Song Fengwan was already well-known in school, and yesterday it even ignited the school forum.

Walking into the school, she was extremely eye-catching. Many people pointed at her, and some even took out their mobile phones to secretly take pictures.

When she arrived at the door of classroom 205, she saw Miao Yating sitting in the third row arguing with several girls.

"...Wanwan is not that kind of person at all. When did she miss class, it was all fake."

"Then she pushes people, there are videos."

"There is also plagiarism. Could it be that Teacher Gao copied her? Please, do you believe this?"

"Even if it's your roommate, you have to recognize the facts. With so much evidence, it's really embarrassing for our Academy of Fine Arts."

"..." Miao Yating was originally introverted and not good at speaking, so she was in a weak position when arguing with so many people, her face flushed red.

The front and back doors of the classroom were all open, and Song Fengwan strode in. The classroom, which was originally full of people, was instantly silent.

She walked directly to the podium, turned on the computer projection on the podium, took advantage of the time to turn it on, squinted her phoenix eyes, looked around the classroom, and finally fixed her eyes on Hua Zitong and the others sitting at the back.

"Wanwan..." Seeing her appear, Miao Yating felt anxious and irritable.

"Sister, did you come to the wrong place? This is a design class, and you are from a traditional Chinese painting class!"

"Why are you here? We're going to class. Plagiarism is the most shameful thing. It's all other people's hard work. You still have the face to show up?"

"Get out, and lose face to our hospital."

...

Relying on the fact that there are many people and power, many people are clamoring to open their mouths.

Song Fengwan threw a heavy drawing in his arms directly on the table, and with a "pop—" the classroom fell silent for a moment, "I'll just say a few words."

At this moment, Hu Xinyue rushed to the door of 205 in her pajamas. Seeing so many people below, she also looked confused and tried to drag Song Fengwan away.

"Wanwan, what are you doing?"

"I'll just say a few words." Song Fengwan gave her a reassuring look.

All the computer projections on the desk were turned on, Song Fengwan only inserted his own USB flash drive, and the first thing to open was a video.

There are surveillance cameras in Yuhe Tower, and the whole process recorded Hua Zitong's rejection of yesterday's confession...

When the screen played until he got up and tried to hug Song Fengwan, the classroom fell silent. Song Fengwan pressed the pause button and locked his eyes on the group of boys.

"This happened just last night. There were about ten people present. I don't know who shot the video on the forum, and only a part of it was maliciously intercepted. What is the cause and effect?"

"Most of the girls present here, I just want to ask, if you are suddenly confessed like this, if you don't like someone, it will be very troublesome, and someone will try to touch you, what will you do?"

"Could it be that I should stand and let him cuddle?"

"Isn't it right for me to push him away? Why did I push him maliciously?"

The people below were talking in low voices, what Song Fengwan said made sense, and her video was the complete one, no matter how you look at it, Hua Zitong just wanted to reach out and hug her.

"Could it be that it's not appropriate for a girl to take self-protection in the face of assault? I just couldn't control my strength."

At this moment, Hua Zitong, who was one of the parties last night, instantly became the focus of everyone's attention.

His behavior is indeed a bit offensive, and it is reasonable for the little girl to push him.

Hua Zitong coughed twice, "I didn't know what happened last night..."

Song Fengwan chuckled, "Just pretend you don't know."

"The video last night was obviously taken by one of the people present, just pretend that you don't know who maliciously intercepted the video and posted it on the Internet."

"But I was accused by thousands of people. You must know about this. As the person involved, shouldn't you stand up and speak for me?"

"Could it be because I rejected you last night and you deliberately ignored it?"

"You're still a man!"

Song Fengwan's statement was full of emotion and well-founded. She was just on the stage, and she looked like an extremely docile and well-behaved person. Many students were shocked by the powerful aura that burst out at this moment.

"I..." Hua Zitong was indeed a little angry yesterday, so when the incident broke out, he chose to remain silent.

"Yesterday I said I had a boyfriend before I rejected you. Now I can tell you directly that even if I don't have a boyfriend, I won't be with a coward like you!"

"Damn it, Song Fengwan, who the hell are you talking about!" A boy jumped up beside him.

"You seemed to be there last night. A few big boys secretly teased a girl, and you didn't feel ashamed. What kind of men are you?"

Yesterday, the uncle from the security office spoke to several people again. Some people were really angry, so they cut the video and released it.

It's just that I didn't expect that there would be so much black material.

With so many things gushing out, Song Fengwan actually fought back head-on, how brave.

"I believe everyone knows the truth about pushing people. The thing about me skipping classes because of my teacher's preference is even more false."

"I have only asked for leave for evening self-study once since the start of school. Now every classroom is monitored. Everyone should be able to find my schedule. You can check to see if I missed a class?"

"Everyone is a college student and should have the ability to distinguish right from wrong."

"Then plagiarism!" Someone shouted.

"Which is right and which is wrong, I will naturally give everyone an explanation!"

After Song Fengwan finished speaking, he pulled out the USB flash drive, picked up the manuscript on the lecture table, and walked out, clean and neat, chic and capable, so as not to sloppy.

Rather than defending against these people, it is better to directly show evidence and slap them in the face.

Hu Xinyue looked at her with starry eyes, "Wan Wan, you are too handsome, you don't even know what the people in the classroom looked like at that time." She completely forgot that she was still wearing pajamas and slippers at the moment, wandering around the teaching building.

The classroom was still silent, Hua Zi sat with the group of boys, feeling ashamed and ashamed, in fact, many things on the forum were true and false.

Most people choose to avoid it, and when the news passes, no one will mention it.

Song Fengwan's direct throwing of evidence like this is still facing a group of boys.

News from the school spread quickly. Although Song Fengwan only clarified part of it, the direction of public opinion has changed. After all, she is neither humble nor overbearing, and the evidence is clear. There may be a turning point for the plagiarism matter.

We Wanwan have never been little white rabbits~