Chapter 391 The reputation of plagiarism is far and wide, warmly celebrate [1 more]

   President doesn't want to have anything to do with Ji's family anymore.

   This time, I came to Glenn to participate in the International Youth Culture Exhibition. Although other visitors didn't know him, but because he was also from the Great Xia Empire, many foreigners had frequently looked at him before.

   President Mo only felt that his face was completely lost!

   The organizer of this first International Youth Culture Exhibition is the International Art Association.

   It must be the intention of the whole association to be able to put original works and plagiarized works together.

   Having made such a big mistake, Ji Qingwei has become famous in the art circle.

  The future is also directly ruined!

The kind that    can't even save, President Mo is not in the mood to waste time on a plagiarism.

   Ji Longtai's smile froze, confirming that he heard correctly, he was a little angry: "President Mo, what do you mean?"

   "What do you mean?" President Mo sneered again, "I would like to ask you what the Ji family means!"

After   , he ignored Ji Longtai and left with President Luo.

   Being questioned like this in front of others made Ji Longtai both embarrassed and angry.

   "Longtai, let's go take a look first." Mrs. Ji comforted, "Maybe President Mo misunderstood something."

   "I made you laugh." Ji Longtai smiled again, "Everyone please."

   The other people looked at each other, nodded, and followed Ji Longtai and his wife in.

   There are a lot of people who visit in it, and they all gather in front of the central showcase.

   Take pictures and explain.

   "This is Miss Qingwei's embroidery?" One person said with a smile, "What a great summer, it is time for these Westerners to see the treasures of our great summer culture."

   Mrs. Ji's eyes widened and her mouth opened: "No, this..."

   This is not Ji Qingwei's map of the rivers and mountains at all!

   Ji Qingwei's embroidery was handed to Master Zhuang by her own hands, of course she knew what it was like.

   Before she could finish her words, a voice sounded: "What author, Ji Qingwei, should be a plagiarist!"

   This sentence is Chinese.

   It is a young Chinese artist who speaks.

   He loves embroidery very much, and naturally he doesn't have any favors for plagiarists.

   This sentence surprised Mrs. Ji.

   Ji Longtai and the others discovered that there was still a pair of embroidery under the glass showcase.

   Ji Longtai was taken aback: "This..."

   On the side, a teacher pointed to Ji Qingwei's "Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", and began to teach students how serious plagiarism is in the popular science and art circles.

"Do you remember? You must not learn from this JiQingwei." The female teacher said, "Her plagiarism is despised. We must protect the originality and create our own style. Even if we don't win the prize, it belongs to us. Your own, plagiarism is stealing the results of others, but originality will not die.”

  The boys and girls all nodded.

   Mrs. Ji then understood what President Mo said before.

   Her eyes went black and she almost fell.

   Especially when there are many guests around, the name "JiQingwei" is popular, but it is famous for plagiarism.

   Ji Longtai was even more horrified: "What the **** is going on?!"

How did    become plagiarism?

   How did the original version come about?

   "Longtai, I have something to do, so I'll go first." One person broke the silence, "I won't go with you."

   After he said goodbye, others also said: "I have something to do too..."

   "Yes, my wife is a fan of Yunlan. I have to go to the memorial hall to take a picture and leave."

   In the blink of an eye, the people invited by Jilongtai walked away.

   Mrs. Ji's lips trembled and her face turned pale: "Longtai, let's go, let's go..."

   She can't stay here any longer.

   The guests who came in were all talking about how Ji Qingwei was shameless and shameless.

   Ji Longtai's hands also trembled.

   He wanted to go forward and take away Ji Qingwei's embroidered pictures, but there were many security guards around, and he didn't have the chance at all, so he could only watch other guests take pictures.

   It's over!

   These two words were left in Ji Longtai's mind.

   At this time, Master Zhuang also had the same idea.

   He went to the person in charge of the International Art Association, but he didn't expect to be scolded directly.

"Your surname is Zhuang, you are really amazing." The chairman of the committee was cold and cold, "I came to the competition with a plagiarized work, and wanted to fish in troubled waters to win an award? If he hadn't sent the original version over to Gu Huiyan, wouldn't I really have been deceived by you? already?"

   "Gu Huiyan? The original?" Master Zhuang's expression changed and he asked anxiously, "Who is the original? This is impossible..."

   "If you copied someone else's work, you still have to ask who they are?"

   "Also, I put my words here, as long as I am in the International Art Association for one day, you disciple don't want to be in the art world!"

  Master Zhuang was speechless.

   But at the same time he was horrified.

  The chairman can say such words, Ji Qingwei's way in the international art circle is completely cut off.

   How can this work?

"Mr. Chairman, there is definitely a misunderstanding in this matter." Master Zhuang chased after him, "Qingwei has never even left the house, and with Gu Huiyan's temperament, it is impossible to show her another embroidered picture, she has no chance to copy it! "

   This matter is indeed suspicious.

  The chairman stopped: "Then tell me, why can the two pictures be said to be exactly the same?"

   "This..." Master Zhuang was at a loss for words, "Maybe inspiration hit, or maybe..."

After   , he couldn't even say it himself.

   Inspiration will never be similar to this extent.

"Copying is copying, where did you get so much nonsense?" A voice sounded faintly, "There are so many ways to plagiarize, I only see the results, aren't you wondering why I don't like Ji Qingwei? Why do I have the original version? Want to see her cottage?"

  Master Zhuang was shocked and saw Gu Huiyan walking slowly.

   His face was pale for a moment, and he left in a hurry without the face to say anything.

   But he must ask clearly how Ji Qingwei plagiarized!

   "Gu Huiyan! How dare you come!" The chairman was furious, "How could you let such a good seedling enter the showbiz? You are a wreck!"

  Gu Huiyan is in a very good mood today.

  Yesterday, he finally succeeded in taking up the position and became Si Fuqing's teacher. He happily gave the assistant a bonus.

   Hearing the chairman's words, his anger came back: "Do you think I don't want to? She was filming when I knew this girl. This is her own job, and I can't force her to change her career."

   "You... that's you!" The chairman hated that iron would not be steel, "If you let her study art, she would have been famous all over the world."

  Gu Huiyan sighed: "But you are a well-known artist, but many laymen don't know your name."

   Chairman: "..."

   heartbroken.

   This is true.

   I don’t know a particular field, and I don’t know who the big guys in this field are.

   "Yes, the actors are different." The chairman sighed, "If it can reach the level of Yunlan, the world will know it."

   After all, there are more people watching movies and TV series.

  Gu Huiyan snorted coldly: "You know shit."

   He didn't even dare to tell the chairman that Cai Zhongnian, an old man, wanted to drag Si Fuqing to the medical circle.

   He was still one step ahead in chess and got the position of teacher first.

   He must show off to Cai Zhongnian.

  **

   Outside the showroom.

  The sun is warm and gilded.

   But Ji Longtai felt chills all over.

   He gave up so much propaganda and just wanted to make a way for Ji Qingwei to build momentum.

   But he never thought of shooting himself in the foot.

   Now, everyone he invited knows that Ji Qingwei is a plagiarism.

   "Longtai, it's impossible for us to copy Qingwei, it must be copied by someone else." Mrs. Ji's voice trembled, "She copied better than our Qingwei, which confuses the judges, our Qingwei is original!"

   Ji Longtai calmed down and was about to say something when an international call came in.

   "Not good, ma'am!" The housekeeper panicked, "Second miss vomited a lot of blood just now!"

   Ji Qingwei suddenly vomited blood, which no one expected.

   Ji Longtai and his wife are both abroad at the moment and can't come back in time.

  The housekeeper had no choice but to contact Ji Qingyao.

   Hearing Ji Qing spitting up blood, Ji Qing Yao frowned and said lightly, "I'll go take a look."

  No matter what, Ji Qingwei is always her sister.

   She went to Jiang Shuihan to take leave.

  Jiang Shuihan heard the words and got up: "Let me accompany Miss Qingyao for a walk."

   Ji Qingyao hesitated: "But Captain, your face..."

   It has always been Jiang Shuihan who took the place of Xiao Wenjian and Mu Qingmeng for external communication, and the big and small families in the Four Nine Cities also knew him.

   "It's good to change your face." Jiang Shuihan smiled, "Miss Qing Yao, wait for me for a moment."

   Ten minutes later, the two set off for Ji's house.

   Seeing Ji Qingyao coming back, the housekeeper immediately greeted him: "Miss, I don't know what's going on, the second lady suddenly vomited a lot of blood, passed out in a coma, ran out of medicine, and just became conscious."

   "What has she been doing recently?" Ji Qingyao nodded coldly, "Perhaps something went bad?"

   "Not at all. The second lady has been resting and hasn't even done the exam questions."

   Ji Qing frowned and followed the housekeeper in.

  The servants were in a hurry, and someone came out with a basin of blood.

   The blood he vomited was comparable to the blood shed during pregnancy and childbirth.

   "Second miss, the eldest miss is here to see you." The housekeeper hurriedly said, "If you have anything to say, tell the eldest lady directly."

   On the bed, Ji Qing was pale and his voice was weak: "Sister..."

   Ji Qingyao didn't go in, but asked through the curtain, "Are you okay? What's the matter? Did you vomit blood again?"

   "I-I don't know either..." Ji Qing's eyelashes drooped, "Sister, maybe I may not live long, and when I die, you will be able to get all the love from my parents."

   Ji Qingyao frowned, his voice colder: "What are you talking about?"

   is sick.

   Ji Qingyao didn't want to stay any longer, so he left with Jiang Shuihan despite the housekeeper's repeated retention.

   "Qingwei!" Yu Yao got the news and rushed into Ji's house, "Why don't you take a good rest? Your health is not good, why don't you take good care of yourself?"

   "I don't look good now." Ji Qing turned around slightly, "Brother Yao, go out first, I want to rest in peace."

   "That's good, you have a good rest." Yu Yao felt ashamed, "If you didn't save me then, maybe you wouldn't be so sick."

   He left the bedroom and carefully closed the door.

  Yancheng's Ning Family's medicine has been cut off, so far enough medicinal materials have not been collected.

   He had to find another way to find medicine for Ji Qingwei.

  Yu Yao pursed his lips, feeling very irritable.

   Ji Qingwei vomited blood so abnormally.

   He got in the car and was going to buy medicines from several large Chinese medicine prescriptions in the city center.

   This time, the city center.

   "That's right, hang the banner here." Shang Lu commanded two members of the Qianjun League in plainclothes, "High point, high point, it's slanted! Will you hang it?"

   Two plainclothes members: “…”

   They are indeed doing this for the first time.

"Yes, I'll hang a few more here to arrange for Miss Si." Shang Lu took the loudspeaker and then instructed, "Miss Si said that it doesn't cost much to hang a few banners, but I bought them online for a few dollars. ."

   Having been with Si Fuqing for so long, he is well versed in saving money.

   Soon, seven or eight banners were hung on the street.

   This is the central street of Sijiucheng, with a huge flow of people.

The    banner is bright red again, and there are lanterns on both sides, which are very conspicuous.

   At first glance, I thought it was another Chinese New Year.

   Here, Xie Che and Yu Yao got off.

   "Who hangs this banner here? No one cares?" Xie Che was very curious. He walked in a few steps and suddenly shouted, "Fuck! Ah Yao, look, look!"

   "What?" Yu Yao looked up.

   A line of large characters came into view.

  【Warmly celebrate Miss Si Fuqing winning the first place in the International Youth Culture Exhibition! 】

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