Chapter 417

When a group of college students in Beijing were scared to thunder, the atmosphere of the exhibition venue was even more tense.

There seems to be a spark in the air, which burns at a little bit.

"Miss Song, what you mean is that you are questioning whether Mr. Gao's design is original?" There are a lot of media, smell the news, almost all around the stage.

"You stand up for the Qiao family this time?"

"Why is there no voice in Qiao's family up to now? Do you have any evidence to question?"

"Mr. Gao's works are all patented. We all know that. Why do you say that? What's the basis?"

……

Song Fengwan took a deep breath and pointed at the snow.

"Because all the works she presents now are copied from me!"

The people under the stage looked at each other, some took a cool breath, others sneered.

Gao Xue saw that she could only use her tongue and smile. She thought she would say something. So that's it?

Sure enough, she was a little girl. She thought that with her father's support, she would even turn around the defeat? It's a little ridiculous.

It's just a dying struggle.

She knew that song Fengwan could only do nothing at most, so she was not afraid.

"Miss Gao..." the reporter pointed the camera at Gao Xue, "is what she said true?"

Gao Xue's mouth gently pulled, with a scornful smile.

Since there's no evidence, why don't you pretend to be dead? If you have to jump out like a clown, don't blame me for not giving you face later.

"It's pure rumor. My works have been certified by experts and have registered patents. How can I be suspected of plagiarism?"

Gao Xue said Justice words, between the eyebrows and eyes, are determined seriously.

"When I was a student of yours, you once confiscated my picture album, didn't you peek at my works? You are all imitating me. " Song Fengwan said.

"I imitate you?" Gao Xue laughs.

"As you can see, she was only a freshman. When I taught her, she even sketched like a dog. She was still a high school student. Can I imitate her?"

"How can a person who has not laid a good foundation create? You were my student at the time? "

"I just want to ask, song Fengwan, what direct evidence do you have to prove that I plagiarized you?"

Gao Xue looks at her with contempt from the winner.

All the shots were aimed at Song Fengwan again. She bit her lip and said, "No."

There are too many advantages in this kind of design.

There was an uproar.

He Shiqing chuckles and rubs a diamond bracelet on her wrist. Before, in Yu Manxi's house, this little girl would only frighten people with a knife, and she looked like she was ill bred.

Even without evidence, it's a shame to shout on such an occasion.

How dare Yan Wangchuan bring her out?

Even if it's a pet daughter, there must be a degree. If such a thing happens, I'm afraid it will affect the whole Yan Family and be scolded.

No brains.

The people on the stage also talked about it. They thought that song Fengwan's practice was too much. Without any evidence, they dared to go up. It was really fearless.

"This is a fool, no evidence to splash dirty water?"

"He looks smart. Maybe he's out of his mind. Come here to get warm."

"Qiao's family has been disgraced enough. Old Qiao is famous all his life. I didn't expect that his granddaughter was retarded."

……

Gao Xue knows that song Fengwan has no evidence in his hand, and his heart is steadfast.

If she is here today, she will be completely crushed to death, and no one will dare to say that she plagiarized any more. Those works will completely become hers.

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath.

"In fact, song Fengwan has always been a student I like very much. She is very smart. Even in the design competition of Beijing University before, the manuscript she handed in was imitated by me, I didn't care..."

Gao Xue sighed repeatedly, a look of heartache.

"Because I knew that she was a good child and that she had done something wrong, I decided to quit the competition temporarily."

"It's very common for students to imitate the teacher's works, but they still need to have their own original things. I believe she is a plastic talent. I'm sorry to see such a situation today. I didn't expect that you were Qiao laowai's granddaughter... "

"What you plagiarized from me is not just a painting. Did you tell my creativity to the Qiao family, which led to the following..."

Gao Xue is also a ruthless role, directly splashing all the dirty water on song Fengwan.

And even Joe's family was dragged into the water.

It directly belittles song Fengwan and Qiao family as worthless and extremely arrogant.

These reporters are capable people. They immediately found out that song Fengwan did withdraw from the design competition of Beijing University. Later, it was proved that his works might be suspected of plagiarism.

"Wocao, it's a thief shouting to catch a thief. I plagiarize and attack the original. I think your father is powerful and can control everything?"

"It's probably crazy to think red."

"Other people's paintings are patented. If you have the ability, you can prove that your works are earlier than hers. Take out your paintings."

"That is, if you can prove it, you can prove it in the dark. Otherwise, you'd better get out of here and don't make a fool of yourself."

……

There was a lot of discussion.

Just as the situation was anxious, there was a commotion outside.

When people turned back, they thought that the old man in the old Chinese tunic came slowly, with hale and hearty spirit, only his eyes, sharp and sharp.

The old lady on his side was wearing a new embroidered cloth dress. She was old, with silver hair and an old face. Only the elegance in her heart never faded.

Fu Chen quietly retreated to the edge and sat down with Jing Hanchuan. He never liked to be in the limelight. Today is not his home.

His parents clamored to come to the Qiao family for justice, but the traffic jam delayed his time.

Zhongbo followed them with a long box in his arms.

"Old Fu!"

"Alive!"

"Lying trough, it's worth it..."

Even the people watching the live broadcast are boiling. What's the big day today? Mr. Fu has come out.

Gao Xue clenched, heard the comments of the audience, knew the identity of the two elders, and trembled excitedly. She thought that she was already out of the sky.

Even the two of you came out, completely unable to restrain the inner ecstasy and excitement.

Fu Shen was always in the dark, but song Fengwan stood on the stage with a wide field of vision. He saw Fu Shen almost at the first sight. The two people's eyes met each other, and song Fengwan felt more secure.

Jing Hanchuan looks at the person on his side, "you're late."

"My mother loves beauty. She dresses up for a long time and delays her time." Although it's a woman's nature to love beauty, Fu Chen also opened his eyes when the old lady was so old and had been struggling for so long. "What's the situation now?"

"Your daughter-in-law was very hard pressed, this woman..." Jing Hanchuan raised his finger and fell high snow.

"Tough role."

"It's mainly shameless enough."

Jing Hanchuan laughs lightly. She is shameless and invincible. This sentence really shows her incisively and vividly. The Jing family and the Qiao family have old friends. The Qiao family are greedy for money and fame. Why don't they have so many contacts? It's necessary to copy her?

In the face of song Fengwan's accusation, he is not afraid, but also bites her, and his kung fu is also powerful.

"Is it?" Fu Chen leisurely dish the Buddha string son, not arrogant not impatient.

"Not at all anxious?" It's cold in Beijing.

"What's the hurry? It's still behind." Fu Chen's tone is gentle.

"It seems that there are many good plays in the back." Jing Hanchuan saw that he was very confident, and he looked forward to what would happen next.

Their family is a little tiger late, the snow may be happy too early.

Later, even if she was bitten by the belt meat, she was afraid that she would cry.

Jing Hanchuan is not so familiar with song Fengwan after all. I don't know what she looks like. But now Fu Chen is here, I'm afraid she won't let his daughter-in-law suffer a lot.

……

On the other side, the organizer saw that boss Fu was very flattered, and the people in the front row also gave way to his position.

But Fu went directly to Yan Wangchuan's side, and immediately someone got up, so he and the old lady did Yan Wangchuan's side.

This is just for song Fengwan.

Gao Xue gaped.

This

"Mr. Qiao and Mr. Fu are close friends. This one hasn't appeared for a long time. I'm afraid it's because of the Qiao family's plagiarism?"

"That can't change the fact of plagiarism. The late Song Dynasty can't get a real hammer."

"Now on the stage, when people say that, isn't the Qiao family even more shameless?"

……

"Mr. Fu, you're here, I..." President Qi of the organizer immediately flattered me.

"Busy you, don't care about me. I just want to see what the talented woman on TV is like. She can be compared with old man Joe."

"It's so lively outside these days that even I heard her name in the deep courtyard."

"It's the first time I've heard that someone is more talented than that old man in most of my life. Naturally, I want to open my eyes."

Mr. Fu didn't have a big voice, but he was so quiet that most people heard these words.

Gao Xue can't mention it with Qiao, but she is just plagiarizing.

Moreover, these are all publicity gimmicks, but Mr. Fu's formal questioning made the organizers feel ashamed.

"Then I'll have someone get you some tea. What would you like to drink?" Qi Zong's back is full of hot sweat.

He hasn't talked to people of this level in his life. Mr. Fu has been in a high position all his life. He can frighten people just by talking.

"No With a wave of his hand, Mr. Fu watched the stage.

"Why did you let me go up late?" Looking worried, the old lady looked at Yan Wangchuan.

"She said it was because of her and wanted to solve it on her own." Yan Wangchuan intended to do it herself, but she refused.

"She's still a child. Can she handle this situation?" In the eyes of the old lady, song Fengwan is just like her granddaughter. She is still at school and always feels that she needs protection.

"And me." Yan Wangchuan looks scarce, staring at the stage, cold eyes.

"This..." the old lady was still worried. As soon as she wanted to say something, Mr. Fu took her hand and looked up at the booth.

Song Fengwan is a little girl. He still remembers that when he first met her, she was obedient and obedient. She sat down next to the third man to have a meal. She was very careful and small.

He still remembers that when he told her to live in Fu Chen's house, she was so frightened that she was just a child.

Standing on the stand at the moment

It's eye-catching.

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As soon as the organizers saw that Fu Laodu was coming, they naturally did not want song Fengwan to continue to make trouble.

Time goes by. For them, it's all money.

"Miss Song, if you really don't have evidence, don't make trouble. You'd better go down. We promise not to pursue your responsibility." President Qi is also in a mess. If it were someone else, he would have thrown people out of office.

But she has a special identity. Yan Wangchuan sits under the stage and refuses to move, obviously letting her go.

Isn't that intentional?

Even Mr. Fu is here. What do they want!

"I really can't prove that she plagiarized me, but I have a witness. She can prove that Miss Gao is suspected of plagiarism." Song Fengwan finished, Gao Xue's heart thumped.

Is it difficult to

No, they don't deal with each other all the time. The girl wants to trample song Fengwan to death all the time. She is helping her by doing so. She has no reason to help song Fengwan. What is her plan!

The next second, I saw a familiar figure appear in front of me.

It's really her

They're not enemies! This smelly girl was kicked by a donkey in her head. She helped song Fengwan deal with her.

At the moment, the person standing under the stage is the only one who broke her story——

Wu Yuxin.