Chapter 411

Yishui community

Yan Wangchuan looked at Fu Shen, his face was gloomy, and he knocked down the table without making a sound.

Fu Shen hands over the mobile phone.

It happened to be the post about plagiarism. Yan Wangchuan is an expert. He once saw Gao Xue's design. At that time, he thought that there was something wrong with her painting style. In fact, many people now mix all kinds of painting styles, but he didn't like it.

Now see song Fengwan's design, you can see a little tricky.

Experts watch the door, laymen watch the excitement.

Naturally, those who left the message below didn't understand this. They felt that there was something to look like. Gao Xue was also the winner of the gold medal of Heming cup. Her paintings were very public. On the contrary, song Fengwan was her student and withdrew temporarily. All kinds of signs showed that she had a ghost in her heart.

And a lot of art students top posts.

"She is really valued in our college. The dean of our college has looked for her since the beginning of the term. Many teachers think highly of her. Even Gao, who was plagiarized by her, praised her many times."

"Lying trough, the teacher is so good to you, you play plagiarism? It's probably because I'm afraid I'll be found out. "

"And she often does not attend class, does not study late, depending on the professor teachers like, counselors have no way to take her."

……

Song Fengwan is also writing a message in the bathroom at the moment. Since the beginning of school, she has never missed a class. The only time she asked for leave to study in the evening was when Yu Manxi met her parents.

How can it be that she controls privileges and is absent from school day by day?

The most terrible thing is that there is a post about her tweeting.

It happened to be the picture that the senior student gave her a confession tonight. The video angle was clearly taken by the group of people who watched before, but the picture only intercepted a few seconds of her pushing, and the message at the bottom was even worse.

There are a lot of people who say she's not qualified or educated.

"Even if you don't accept it, you can't do it. I really like it."

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

"Damn, what kind of person does she think of herself as? She's a goddess."

... there are many pictures at the bottom, all of which are very ugly.

Song Fengwan can't laugh or cry. How did it become like this? Besides, there were so many people at that time. Did she push people on purpose?

No one came forward to explain?

When she wanted to brush the post again, the network showed that the system server was under maintenance, and the school forum was paralyzed.

*

When Song Feng went out in the evening, Fu Shen was still helping her to peel the crabs. He gave her a light look and said, "can I help you?"

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

In fact, it's easy to explain such things as pushing people and truancy, but plagiarism is the only thing. In fact, her two paintings and Gao Xue's are not the same style. At first glance, they don't look like each other. Just by careful comparison, we can see many similarities.

Gao Xue's painting was on display at the end of the design party, which is the final kind.

Song Fengwan's paintings were handed over to many students who were in charge of the activities. Her temporary withdrawal from the competition caused criticism. In addition, Gao Xue praised her all the time, and many people were staring at her. With this kind of black material, she naturally competed to step on it.

"Uncle Yan, can you find other designs of Gao Xue?" Song Fengwan no longer calls her teacher.

She is not worthy to be a teacher.

"Yes, I'll make a call."

The organizer of Gao Xue's personal design exhibition has always invited Yan Wangchuan to come over. He heard that he wanted to see the design drawings, thought he was interested in the exhibition, and immediately sent some of the design drawings to him.

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

At the moment, song Fengwan is also reluctant to eat crabs. He sits in front of the computer and starts to look at the design drawings.

The first picture is her work that won the gold medal of Heming Cup

This is not

Song Fengwan looked at all the pictures in turn, his fingers trembling with anger.

What a shame!

It's all about

Yan Wangchuan is also the first time to see so many works of Gao Xue. His eyes stay on the vase of flowers, and his eyes are tight.

"What's the matter?" Fu Chen watched song Fengwan's face become more and more ugly. His fingers were sliding the touch pad of his laptop, and he was trembling with excitement.

"That bottle, Qiao family has a similar finished product."

Fu Chen is a little bit clear.

"Wanwan..." Yan Wangchuan reminded, "all her works and some creative designs have been patented, unless you have strong evidence in your hand."

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

Fu Shen held his arms in his hands. "Design books are private things. Since these things are not hers, where did she see them?"

Yan Wangchuan also had doubts.

Song Fengwan suddenly remembered that when she was in the tutoring class, she had confiscated her album, which must have been that time. "Before I came to the capital to make up lessons, I secretly drew two pictures in class. When she found out, she confiscated my album, which must have been that time."

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

He then remembered that there was a farce in the tutorial class at that time. Xu Jingcheng's mother went to make trouble, and that was the teacher's inaction at that time.

"Even if you have a manuscript in your hand, it's hard to prove who comes first and who comes second." The design book is extremely private, and many of her drawings have been published for half a year

With these designs, she has won the prize. Even if song Fengwan jumps out at the moment, she is afraid that she will beat him upside down and pour dirty water on him.

"Is that all?" Fu Chen squinted, "her behavior now is clearly preemptive, standing on the highest point, stepping on the night first."

"I know." Yan Wangchuan also has a cool face.

In fact, plagiarism is common in the industry. It's all about who publishes first, because it's very difficult for the latter to prove that they are the originator.

If you don't get it right, you'll get stuck in a hot stool bowl.

"Evening evening, is your manuscript in?"

"In the dormitory, I'll get it tomorrow."

"If you go back to school tomorrow..." Yan Wangchuan was a little worried. He was afraid that it would be a bloodbath again.

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

The matter of high snow really needs a long-term consideration.

The school forum, which had been under maintenance that night, was never repaired. It was probably not a failure, but was hacked maliciously.

Fu Sinian is sitting in front of the computer at the moment, looking at all kinds of posts on the forum of Beijing University.

In fact, song Fengwan is usually a very clever and docile person. Even if he falls in love with Fu Shen and has contact with him, he has never done anything to help him and Yu Manxi many times. If she has an accident, Fu Sinian will naturally help.

Beijing University Forum is a group of students in the maintenance, compared with him, is the king of bronze, direct sling is no problem.

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

Fu Sinian used to only drink espresso with her. Since living with her, she has to drink milk every night to help her sleep.

"Later."

Yu Manxi looked at the eye computer, "these are... Late?"

"Well."

"How come there are plagiarized posts?"

"I'm not sure. Uncle San will deal with it."

Yu Manxi pursed her lips. Even if she wanted to help, she was powerless.

**

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

I went back to my dormitory and got my own manuscript.

Hu Xinyue was still sleeping at that time. Miao Yating and them were not professional. They had classes in the morning and had already gone out.

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

"Late, you don't care about those things on the Internet. They must be fake. I have classes with you every day. When did you maliciously skip classes?" Hu Xinyue wrote the forum yesterday and nearly blew up.

"It's all bullshit. Don't worry about it."

Song Fengwan laughed, "I know."

"What are you doing now?" Hu Xinyue looked at her rummage, holding things on a serious face to go out.

"I'm going out to do something. Do you want me to bring you breakfast later?"

"My dear mother, you are still thinking about my breakfast." Hu Xinyue is honest and upright. She scolded those people in the forum for a long time yesterday. Suddenly, the forum system was maintained, and she was so angry that she jumped.

"There are probably steamed buns in the canteen. I'll bring you two later." Song Fengwan said and went out.

Hu Xinyue stretched out her hand and pulled her hair.

Is Song Feng going out to buy breakfast?

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

**

Yuhelou 205 classroom

This is a large classroom that can accommodate more than 200 people. All the design classes from freshmen to juniors are here. Today, the professor will specially explain the award-winning works at the award presentation Party of yesterday's design competition, bringing together all the design professionals of the Academy of fine arts.

Song Fengwan is well-known in the school, and yesterday it was the school forum.

Go to school, particularly eye-catching, many people point at her, some people even take out a mobile phone candid.

When she arrived at the gate 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 she was absent from class, it was all fake."

"That she pushes people, there are videos."

"There is plagiarism. Is it teacher Gao who copied her? Please, do you believe that?"

"Even if it's your roommate, you have to recognize the truth. With so much evidence in front of you, our Academy of fine arts has lost its face."

"..." Miao Yating was introverted and not good at words. He argued with so many people. Naturally, he was in a weak position and his face turned red.

The front and back doors of the classroom are open. Song Fengwan strides into the classroom. The original noisy classroom is silent.

She went directly to the platform and turned on the projection of the computer on the platform. Taking advantage of the power on, she narrowed her eyes and looked around the classroom. Finally, her eyes were fixed on Hua Zi and others sitting at the back.

"Late..." Miao Yating saw her appear, and her heart was anxious and dry.

"Xuemei, are you in the wrong place? This is a design class. You are a Chinese painting class!"

"What are you doing here? We're going to class. What's the most shameful plagiarism? It's all the hard work of others. Do you still have the face to show up? "

"Get out of here and lose our face."

……

Many rely on a large number of people, have no fear, many people are clamoring to speak.

Song Fengwan threw a heavy painting manuscript in his arms directly on the table, "pa -" a sound, the classroom was silent, "I just say a few words."

Hu Xinyue rushes to the gate of 205 in her pajamas at the moment. Looking at so many people underneath, she is also confused and tries to drag song Fengwan away.

"Late, late, 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, and Song Feng inserted his own U disk later. The first thing he opened was a video.

The Yuhe tower is monitored. It records the whole process of Hua Zitong's refusal yesterday

When the picture shows that he gets up and tries to hug song Fengwan, the classroom is silent. Song Fengwan presses the pause button and locks his eyes on the group of boys.

"It happened last night. There were almost ten people present. I don't know who shot that video in the forum, and only one of them was intercepted maliciously. What happened?"

"Most of the girls here are female, so I want to ask, if you are suddenly advertised like this, if you don't like people, you will be very troubled, and there are still people trying to do something to you, what will you do?"

"Should I stand and let him hug me?"

"Don't I push him away? How can I become a malicious pusher? "

The people at the bottom whispered that song Fengwan's words were all reasonable, and her video was complete. How do you think Hua Zitong wanted to reach out and hold her.

"Is it not appropriate for girls to take self-protection actions when they face aggression? I just didn't control my strength. "

At the moment, as one of the parties last night, huazi became the focus of attention.

His behavior was really aggressive, and it was reasonable for other girls to push him.

Hua Zi coughed twice, "I didn't know what happened last night would be like this..."

Song Fengwan chuckled, "just think you don't know."

"The video last night was clearly taken by one of the people present, just as you don't know who intercepted the video maliciously and sent it to the Internet."

"But I've been accused by thousands of people. You must know about it. As a client, shouldn't you stand up and say something for me?"

"Is it because I turned you down last night and you just sat back and ignored me?"

"You're a man!"

Song Fengwan's statement is full of emotion and reason. She was on the stage. She was a very docile and clever person. At the moment, many students were shocked by the powerful atmosphere.

"I this..." Hua Zi Tong was a little angry yesterday, so things broke out, he chose silence.

"Yesterday I said I had a boyfriend before I turned you down. 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, song Fengwan, who are you talking about?" There are boys jumping up on the side.

"It seems that you were there last night. Some big boys were secretly poking a girl. You don't feel ashamed. What kind of man is that?"

Yesterday, several people were told by the uncle of the security department. Some people were really angry, so they cut off the video.

I just didn't expect that there were so many black materials.

With so many things gushing out, song Fengwan actually hit back. It's really extraordinary.

"I believe everyone knows the truth of the matter. It's nothing about me playing truant because of my teacher's preference."

"Since the beginning of school, I have only asked for leave for self-study in the evening. Now every classroom is monitored. You should be able to find my timetable. You can check it to see if I have missed a lesson?"

"We are all college students. We should have the ability to distinguish right from wrong."

"What about plagiarism?" There was a clamor.

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

Song Fengwan finished, directly pulled out the U disk, picked up the manuscript on the desk, and went straight out, neat, natural and skilful.

Instead of arguing with these people, it's better to show them the evidence and hit them in the face.

Hu Xinyue looked at her with a star on her face, "at night, you are too handsome. You don't know what those people in the classroom looked like at that time." I forgot that I was still in my pajamas and slippers, and I was wandering in the teaching building.

The classroom is still quiet. Huazi is sitting with that group of boys, ashamed and angry. In fact, many things on the forum are true and false.

Most people choose to avoid it. When the news is over, no one will mention it.

Song Fengwan's direct rejection of evidence is still in the face of a group of boys.

The news of 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, with clear evidence and plagiarism. It is not sure that there will be a real turn for the better.