Chapter 915

Morson took the laptop and went through everything she had just browsed.

When he saw the words that scolded her, Morson's face suddenly sank.

Song Kui lies on the sofa, the whole person Yan Yan, looks like the spirit is particularly bad.

Morson closed the computer, put it aside, quite a kind of hate iron and steel low sigh.

"So you're defeated?"

Song Xi opened her eyelids lazily and looked at him. She opened her mouth: "it's not."

She did not plagiarize, and she was not the kind of person with glass heart overflowing. How could she be defeated so easily.

Those uncivilized remarks did not affect her.

She's just thinking, what's going on between her and Chunxia's literature.

In such a case, it must be that the person who published the article late and did not have many words was plagiarizing.

But Song Xi is very clear in her heart that she did not copy.

Even the plot she will write next is similar to the content that has been updated in spring and summer, which makes her very confused.

"Then why are you so spiritless?" Morson curled her lips and raised her hand to rub the hair on her forehead.

Song Xi nuozi: "I just feel a little sorry for my editor."

"Well?" Morson was stunned and puzzled.

"My editor has been very good to me recently. She has given me a lot of recommendations and asked me to fill in the recommendation form for film adaptation. As a result, she will be disappointed if such a thing happens now."

Song Xi said, suddenly raised her head, staring directly at morsen's face: "you said that if my editor knew this, would he also think that I was plagiarizing?"

"No

Morson spits out two words.

"How can you be so sure?" Song Xi expressed curiosity.

Morsen's smile deepened: "because your editor must know that you are stupid, and you are not smart enough to know how to copy and take shortcuts."

Song Xi:

Is that comfort? I feel hurt somehow.

"And you? Do you believe me? Do you think I'm plagiarizing? "

"I believe in you," she said, gazing into her eyes. "If there's anything in the world worth believing in, it's you."

Song Xi's heart throbbed.

In the heart silk warm current delimits, such is the feeling which the human wholeheartedly trusts, is very good.

Before Song Xi was moved, she was stuffed with a pair of chopsticks by Mosen.

"This kind of thing is nothing to be concerned about. You eat first, and then ask your editor."

Song Xi curls her mouth in silence. Can't Morson move her a little more? It seems that he just stares at her for dinner on the whole.

What a boring man. Although

was so make complaints about it, Song Xi started to eat.

Morson accompanied her to eat a little, until Song Xi finished her breakfast.

He cleaned up the coffee table and went to wash the dishes.

That posture, quite a kind of good wife and good mother's immediate sense.

Through these days of recuperation, the wound on Morson's arm has almost healed.

It's just that you can't do some gravity work, such as washing dishes and cooking.

Song Xi also wants to find her own editor Hua Hua Hua to talk about plagiarism.

But she's going to be a little bit more backstage. As soon as she entered the backstage, she found that she had received the station short.

Take a look. It's about this plagiarism.

This plagiarism incident is a little big, many readers reported her plagiarism.

The website has asked her to stop the watch temporarily and wait for the palette to come out.

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