Chapter 411 Face to face late night, soaring flying

  Yishui Community

   Yan Wangchuan looked at Fu Chen and his face was gloomy, without a word, he knocked off the table.

  Fu Shen handed over the phone.

   happened to be the post about plagiarism. Yan Wangchuan is an expert. He saw Gao Xue’s design once. At that time, he felt that her style was problematic. In fact, many people now mix all kinds of styles, but he doesn't like it.

  Seeing Song Fengwan’s design at this moment, I can see a little bit tricky.

  Experts watch the doorway, laymen watch the excitement.

Those who left the message below naturally didn’t understand this. They felt that there was a place to look like Gao Xue was the winner of the Heming Cup Gold Award, and his paintings were openly public. On the other hand, Song Fengwan was her student who temporarily withdrew from the competition. There were various signs. It shows that she has a ghost in her heart.

  And many students from the Academy of Fine Arts liked posts.

  "She is really respected in our college. She was approached by the dean when she opened the college. Many teachers value her very much. Even Teacher Gao, who was plagiarized by her, praised her many times."

   "Fuck, the teacher is so kind to you, do you play plagiarism? The eight achievements are for fear of being discovered before retiring."

   "And she often doesn't go to class, and she doesn't go to study at night, because the professor and teacher like it, the instructor can't help her."

  ……

  Song Fengwan is also writing messages in the bathroom at this moment. She has never missed a class since school started. The only time she asked for leave and did not study late was the night Yu Manxi saw her parents.

How did    become her privilege and absent class every day?

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

   happened to be the scene that the senior confessed to her tonight. The video angle was clearly taken by the group of people who were watching before, but the scene only intercepted a few seconds of her pushing people, and the message below is even more ugly.

  A lot of people who say she has no quality and no education.

   "Even if you don't accept the confession, you can't do it, it's really defeated."

   "I think she is inferior to Wu Yuxin. That Wu Yuxin is indeed too much, but someone is even more shameless."

   "Damn, what kind of person does she think of herself, what a goddess."

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

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

  No one came forward to explain?

  When she tried to scan the post again, the network displayed [System server is under maintenance], and the school forum was paralyzed.

  *

  When Song Feng went out at night, Fu Chen was still helping her to peel crabs. He gave her a light look, "Do you want me to help?"

   Knowing what happened to him, Song Fengwan was not surprised, "I can handle it."

  In fact, pushing people and absenteeism are all easy to explain, except for plagiarism. In fact, the two paintings of her and Gao Xue are not the same style. At first glance, they are not similar. Just a careful comparison can reveal many similarities.

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

Song Fengwan’s paintings were handed over to many students in charge of activities. She temporarily retired from the competition and this caused criticism. In addition, Gao Xue has been praising her, and many people are staring at her. Step on each other.

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

  She is not worthy of being a teacher.

   "Yes, let me make a call."

  The organizer of Gao Xue's solo design exhibition has been inviting Yan Wangchuan over. He heard that he wanted to see the design drawings, and thought he was interested in the exhibition, so he immediately sent some of the design drawings.

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

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

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

this is not……

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

   simply shameless!

  It’s all...

  It is also the first time that Yan Wangchuan has seen so many works by Gao Xue.

   "What's the matter?" Fu Chen watched Song Fengwan's face become more ugly, sliding his fingers on the touchpad of the laptop, he was shaking slightly with excitement.

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

  Fu Shen knows just a little bit.

   "Late night..." Yan Wangchuan reminded, "Her works and some creative designs have all registered patents, unless you have strong evidence in your hands."

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

  Fu Shen folded his arms, "The design drawings are private things. Since these things are not hers, where did she see them?"

   Yan Wangchuan also had another question.

Song Fengwan suddenly remembered that when she was in the remedial class before, she had confiscated her own picture album. It must have been that time. I have confiscated my picture album, this must be that time."

   "Is she your teacher in the remedial class?" Fu Chen has always felt that the name is familiar, but he can't remember where he heard it.

  He then remembered that there was a farce in the tutoring class when Xu Jingcheng’s mother went to make trouble, and it was the teacher who did not act at that time.

  “Even if you have a draft painting in your hand, it’s difficult to prove who comes first and who comes after.” The design drawings are extremely private, and many of her drawings have been published for half a year...

  She has already won awards for these designs. Even if Song Fengwan jumps out at this moment, she is afraid that she will be beaten up and splashed with dirty water.

  "Don't forget it?" Fu Chen narrowed his eyes. "She is now acting like a preemptive strike, standing on the highest point, first stepping on the night."

   "I know." Yan Wangchuan also condensed.

  In fact, plagiarism is not uncommon in the industry, and it is the first to publish it, 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 get a hot **** pot.

   "Late late, is your manuscript available?"

   "In the dormitory, I will go back to get it tomorrow."

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

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

  The matter of Gaoxue really needs a long-term discussion.

  As for the school forum, it was under maintenance all the time that night, and it was never repaired. 80% of it was not a malfunction, but was maliciously hacked.

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

In fact, Song Fengwan is usually a very well-behaved and docile person. Even if he fell in love with Fu Chen and had contact with him, he never acted to take Joe at all, and helped him and Yu Manxi many times. If something happened to her, Fu Sinian would naturally help. .

  Beijing University Forum is maintained by a group of students. Compared with him, it is no problem that the king directly slings on bronze.

  "What time is it to go to bed tonight?" Yu Manxi processed some press releases in his hand and poured him a glass of milk.

  Fusinian only drank espresso coffee before. Since living with her, she had to drink milk every night, saying it was a sleep aid.

   "Later."

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

"Ok."

   "Why are there any plagiarized posts?"

   "I don't know, Sanshu will handle it."

  Yu Manxi pursed her mouth. Even if she wanted to help with this matter, she was still powerless.

  **

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

  Go back to the dormitory to get his own sketchbook.

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

   Seeing her back, Hu Xinyue hurriedly got out of bed.

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

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

  Song Feng smiled late, "I know."

   "Then what are you doing now?" Hu Xinyue watched her rummaging through the boxes and walked out with a serious face while holding things.

   "I'm going out to do something, do I need to bring you breakfast later?"

   "My mother, you are still thinking of my breakfast right now." Hu Xinyue was straightforward. Yesterday, she scolded the group for a long time at the forum. Suddenly the forum system was maintained, and she was so angry that she jumped.

   "It is estimated that there are still buns in the canteen. I'll bring you two later." Song Feng said this and went out.

  Hu Xinyue stretched out her hand and pulled her hair.

  Song Fengwan is hard to achieve is to go out to buy breakfast?

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

  **

  Yuhe Tower 205 classroom

This is a large classroom large enough to accommodate more than 200 people. The freshman to junior design classes are all there. Today, the professor will explain the winning works at the design competition award party yesterday, and gather all the design professionals of the Academy of Fine Arts together. .

  Song Fengwan was already famous in the school, and yesterday it detonated the school forum.

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

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

   "... Late night is not that kind of person at all. When did she absent from school, all of them are fake."

   "Then she pushes people, there are videos."

   "There is also plagiarism, is it possible that Teacher Gao copied her, please, do you believe this?"

   "Even if it's your roommate, you have to recognize the facts. With so many evidences, it really embarrassed our Academy of Fine Arts."

   "..." Miao Yating was introverted and bad at speech, and arguing with so many people, he was naturally at a disadvantage and his face flushed red.

  The front and back doors of the classroom were open, and Song Feng strode into the night. The classroom, which was full of voices, was instantly silent.

  She walked directly to the podium and turned on the computer projection on the podium. Taking advantage of the power-on time, she squinted her phoenix eyes and looked around in the classroom, and finally fixed her gaze on the same person sitting on the back of Huazi.

   "Late night..." Seeing her appear, Miao Yating felt anxious and dry in his heart.

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

   "Why are you here? We are going to class, plagiarism is the most shameful, it is all other people's efforts, you still have the face to show up?"

   "Go down and lose the face of our courtyard."

  ……

  Many of them relied on the large number of people, and there was no fear, and many people clamored to speak.

  Song Fengwan threw a heavy drawing in her arms directly on the table with a "pop--", the classroom was silent for an instant, "I'll just say a few words."

  Hu Xinyue rushed to the door of 205 in her pajamas at the moment, looking at so many people underneath, with a bewildered expression, trying to drag Song Fengwan away.

   "What are you doing late?"

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

  The computer projections on the desk were all turned on, and Song Fengwan only inserted his USB flash drive. The first thing he opened was a video.

  Yuhe Tower is monitored, and the whole process recorded that Hua Zitong was rejected yesterday...

  When the screen played to him getting up and trying to hug Song Fengwan, the classroom went silent, Song Fengwan pressed the pause button, his eyes locked on the group of boys.

   "This incident happened last night. There were almost ten people present. I don't know who made the video on the forum, and only maliciously intercepted one part of it. What are the causes and consequences?"

  "There are mostly girls here. I just want to ask, if someone confessed like this suddenly, if you don’t like someone, you will be troubled at first, and if someone tries to do something with you, what would you do?"

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

   "Isn't it right that I pushed him away? Why did I become a malicious pusher?"

The people under    whispered, Song Fengwan said all the truth, and her video is complete, how do you think Hua Zitong wanted to reach out and give her a strong hug at the time.

  "Could it be said that it is inappropriate for a girl to take self-protection behavior when facing aggression? I just didn't control my strength."

  At this moment, Hua Zi, one of the parties involved last night, became the focus of everyone's attention in an instant.

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

  Huazi coughed twice, "I didn’t know what happened last night..."

  Song Fengwan chuckled lightly, "Just assume you don't know it."

   "The video last night was clearly taken by one of the people present, just as if you didn’t know who took the video maliciously and posted it on the Internet."

  "But I was pointed out by Qianfu. You must know about this. As the person involved, shouldn't you stand up and say something for me?"

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

   "Are you still a man!"

  Song Fengwan’s statement, every sentence of emotion was passionate, well-founded, and she was just on the stage. She looked like a very docile and well-behaved person. The powerful aura that burst out at this moment has shocked many students.

   "I..." Hua Zitong was indeed a little bit irritated yesterday, so when things broke out, he chose to remain silent.

   "Yesterday I rejected you when I said that I had a boyfriend. 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!" A boy jumped up beside him.

   "You seemed to be there last night, a few big boys secretly poke a girl, you don't feel embarrassed, what a man!"

  Yesterday, several people were told by the uncle of the security department again. Someone was really angry and cut off the video.

  I just didn’t expect that so much black material was brought out.

  So many things spurted out, and Song Fengwan actually hit back directly, it was really tough.

   "The truth about pushing people, I believe everyone knows it in their hearts, and the fact that I was absent from school due to the preference of the teacher is even more fictional."

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

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

   "What about plagiarism!" someone shouted.

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

  Song Feng finished speaking late, he directly pulled out the U disk, picked up the manuscript on the lecture table, and walked directly out, neat and tidy, smart and capable, so he didn't get muddled.

  Instead of arguing with these people, it is better to show evidence and slap them in the face.

  Hu Xinyue stared at her with a starry expression, “Late night, you are too handsome, you don’t know what the people in the classroom looked like at that time.” He forgot that he was still wearing pajamas and slippers at the moment, and was dangling in the school building.

  The classroom was still silent. Huazi sat with the group of boys, ashamed and ashamed. In fact, many things on the forum are true and false.

  Most people choose to avoid it, and naturally no one mentions it when the wind passes.

  Song Fengwan’s direct evidence, or facing a group of boys, really flew up.

  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, the evidence is clear, and the plagiarism matter can really turn around.

  We’re late but we’re never little white rabbits~

  (End of this chapter)