Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Yishui Communityâ¦
Seeing Fu Chenâs face darken, Yan Wangchuan didnât say anything and knocked on the table.
Fu Chen passed the phone over.
It was that post about plagiarism. Yan Wangchuan was an expert, and he had seen Gao Xueâs drawing once. At the time, he had thought that there was something wrong with her style. Actually, many people would mix various drawing styles nowadays, but he just didnât like them.
At this moment, when he saw Song Fengwanâs design, he saw something fishy.
Experts saw the tricks while laymen watched the show.
Naturally, the people who commented didnât know about this. They only felt that there were some places that looked similar. Gao Xue was the winner of the Yuming Cup, so her artworks were open to the public. On the other hand, Song Fengwan was her student and had withdrawn from the competition at the last minute. All kinds of signs indicated that she had a guilty conscience.
Moreover, many students from the art school supported the post.
âSheâs really regarded highly in our school. The dean looked for her when school started, and many teachers think highly of her. Even Teacher Gao, whom she copied, praised her many times.â
âF*ck, the teacher treats you so well, yet you plagiarized her? You probably quit the competition because you were afraid of being discovered.â
âBesides, she often doesnât go to class and doesnât attend evening self-study. Just because the professors and teachers like her, the counselors canât do anything about her.â
â¦
At this moment, Song Fengwan was also browsing the posts and comments in the bathroom. Ever since school started, she had never skipped a class. The only time she had asked for leave from evening self-study was the night Yu Manxi met Fu Sinianâs parents.
How did it become that she had special privileges and skipped class every day?
The scariest thing was that there was a post about her pushing someone.
It happened to be the scene of the senior confessing to her tonight. From the angle of the video, it had clearly been taken by the crowd watching. But the video only captured a few seconds of her pushing the person, and the comments below were even worse.
A lot of people were saying that she had no manners and upbringing.
âEven if you donât accept the confession, you canât hit the other person, right? You really ruined my good impression of you.â
âI feel that sheâs not as good as Wu Yuxin now. Wu Yuxin was indeed too much, but a certain someone is even more shameless.â
âF*ck, who does she think she is? A f*cking goddess?â
⦠There were many accompanying photos below, all of which were very ugly.
Song Fengwan didnât know whether to laugh or cry.?How did it become like this? Besides, there were so many people around at the time. I deliberately pushed him?
No one actually came forward to explain?
When she browsed the posts again, there was an error, [The server is currently under maintenance], and the school forum didnât load.
â¦
When Song Fengwan went out, Fu Chen was still peeling crabs for her. He glanced at her lightly. âDo you need my help?â
Song Fengwan wasnât surprised that he knew about it. âI can handle it.â
In fact, pushing someone and skipping class were easy to explain, but plagiarism was different. Actually, her drawing and Gao Xueâs painting had different styles. At first glance, they didnât look alike, but after careful comparison, many similarities could be seen.
Gao Xueâs painting was exhibited at the end of the design competitionâs award ceremony as the finale.
Many students in charge of the event had seen Song Fengwanâs drawing. Her sudden withdrawal from the competition had already provoked criticism. Coupled with the fact that Gao Xue kept praising her, many people had their eyes on her. With such scandals, they naturally scrambled to step on her.
âUncle Yan, can you find Gao Xueâs other works?â Song Fengwan no longer called her teacher.
She wasnât worthy of being a teacher.
âOkay, Iâll make a call.â
The organizer of Gao Xueâs solo exhibition had been inviting Yan Wangchuan to come. When he heard that Yan Wangchuan wanted to see the drawings, he thought that Yan Wangchuan was interested in the exhibition and immediately sent some photos of them.
They were all works to be exhibited and made public in a few days, so there was no need to hide them. Besides, they had already applied for patents for some of the special designs inside, so they were not afraid of plagiarism.
At this moment, Song Fengwan couldnât bother about eating crabs. She sat in front of the laptop and started flipping through the drawings.
The first photo was of her work that won the Yuming Cupâ¦
Isnât thisâ¦
Song Fengwan flipped through the photos one by one, her fingers trembling in anger.
How shameless!
All of thisâ¦
It was also Yan Wangchuanâs first time seeing so many of Gao Xueâs artworks. His gaze stopped on a flowered bottle, and his eyes narrowed.
âWhatâs going on?â Fu Chen saw that Song Fengwanâs expression was getting increasingly ugly. Her fingers slid across the touchpad, and she was actually trembling slightly from agitation.
âThe Qiao family has a similar product as that vase.â
Fu Chen understood immediately.
âWanwanâ¦â Yan Wangchuan reminded. âHer works and some creative designs have all been patented. Unless you have solid evidence in your handsâ¦â
âPatents?â Song Fengwan sneered. âHow can she be so shameless?! These pictures are all from before⦠How could sheâ¦â
Fu Chen crossed his arms. âDesign drawings are supposed to be private things. Since these things arenât hers, where did she see them?â
Yan Wangchuan had the same question.
Only then did Song Fengwan suddenly remember that when she was in the tutoring center, Gao Xue had confiscated her sketchbook. It must have been that time. âWhen I came to the capital for tutoring, I secretly drew two drawings in class. When she found out, she confiscated my sketchbook. It must be then.â
âWas she your teacher in the tutoring center?â Fu Chen had always felt that this name was familiar, but he couldnât remember where he had heard it before.
Only then did he remember the farce that had happened in the tutoring center. Xu Jingchengâs mother had gone to cause trouble, and it was this teacher who had done nothing at the time.
âEven if you have the sketches and drawings in your hands, itâs difficult to prove who came first.â Design drawings were extremely private things to begin with, and many of her drawings had been published for half a yearâ¦
She had already won the award for these designs. Even if Song Fengwan jumped out now, she would probably be criticized and slandered instead.
âAre we just going to let it go like this?â Fu Chen narrowed his eyes. âHer current actions are clearly preemptive. Sheâs standing on the highest point and stepping on Wanwan first.â
âI know.â Yan Wangchuanâs expression was also solemn.
Actually, plagiarism was a common occurrence in the industry. People always regarded the works as belonging to the person who published it first because it was extremely difficult for the latter to prove that they were the original creator.
If things went wrong, she might even be labeled as someone stirring up trouble to try to gain attention.
âWanwan, do you have your draft?â
âIn my dorm room. Iâll go get it tomorrow.â
âIf you go back to school tomorrowâ¦â Yan Wangchuan was a little worried, fearing that there would be another bloody storm.
âItâs fine. Other than this, I have other things to deal with.â
She needed to consider how to deal with Gao Xue at length.
As for the school forum, it was under maintenance for the night and hadnât finished. It was most likely not a malfunction, but someone had hacked it.
***
At this moment, Fu Sinian was sitting in front of his computer and browsing through the various posts on the Beijing University forum.
Actually, Song Fengwan was usually a very well-behaved and gentle person. Even when she was in love with Fu Chen and dating him, she had never put on airs. She had helped him and Yu Manxi many times. When something happened to her, Fu Sinian would naturally help.
The Beijing University forum was maintained by a group of students. Their ability was the difference between a queen and pawns, and it was no problem to defeat them.
âWhat time are you sleeping tonight?â Yu Manxi finished handling some news reports and poured him a glass of milk.
In the past, Fu Sinian only drank water and strong coffee before. Ever since he moved in with her, he had to drink milk every night to help him sleep.
âLaterâ¦â
Yu Manxi looked at the monitor. âThese are about⦠Wanwan?â
âYes.â
âWhy are there posts about plagiarism?â
âIâm not sure. Third Uncle will handle it.â
Yu Manxi pursed her lips. Even if she wanted to help in this matter, she didnât have the ability.
***
The next day, Song Fengwan had no classes in the morning but still arrived at school early.
She returned to her dorm room to get her sketchbook.
Hu Xinyue was still sleeping. Miao Yating was not in the same major as them. She had class in the morning and had already gone out.
Seeing her return, Hu Xinyue hurriedly got out of bed.
âWanwan, donât mind those things on the forum. They must be fake. I go to class with you every day. When did you skip class?â When Hu Xinyue scrolled through the forums yesterday, she had nearly exploded in anger.
âItâs all nonsense. Donât take it to heart.â
Song Fengwan smiled. âI know.â
âThen, what are you going to do now?â Hu Xinyue watched her rummaging through her belongings and walk out with a serious expression on her face.
âIâm going out to do something. Do you want me to bring you breakfast later?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âMy dear mother, youâre still thinking about my breakfast at a time like this.â Hu Xinyue was frank. Yesterday, she had argued with people on the forum for a long time, but the forum had suddenly undergone maintenance. She had been hopping mad.
âThere are probably still buns in the cafeteria. Iâll bring you two later.â Song Fengwan walked out.
Hu Xinyue tugged at her hair.?Wanwan is going out to buy breakfast?
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was amiss. She put on her slippers and ran out in her pajamas.
***
Yuhe Tower, Classroom 205â¦
This was a large classroom that could accommodate more than 200 people. The students from the first to third year in the design major were all present. Today, the professors would specially explain the award-winning works that appeared in the design competitionâs award ceremony yesterday. So all these art design majors had come.
Song Fengwan was already famous in school, and yesterday, she had even caused an uproar on the school forum.
When she walked into Yuhe Tower, she was exceptionally eye-catching. Many people pointed at her, and some people even took out their phones to take photos.
When she reached Classroom 205, she immediately saw Miao Yating sitting in the third row arguing with a few girls.
â⦠Wanwan isnât that kind of person at all. When did she skip class? Itâs all fake.â
âBut she pushed someone. Thereâs a video.â
âThereâs also plagiarism. Could it be that Teacher Gao copied her? Please, do you believe this?â
âEven if sheâs your roommate, you have to recognize the truth. Thereâs so much evidence. Sheâs really disgraced our school.â
ââ¦â Miao Yating was introverted and not good with words, so she was naturally at a disadvantage when arguing with so many people. Her face flushed red.
The front and back doors of the classroom were open. Song Fengwan strode in, and the originally noisy classroom instantly fell silent.
She walked straight to the podium and turned on the computer and projector. While they were turning on, she narrowed her phoenix eyes and looked around the classroom. In the end, her gaze landed on Hua Zitongâs group sitting at the back.
âWanwanâ¦â When Miao Yating saw her appear, she felt anxious.
âJunior, did you come to the wrong place? This is a class in the design major. Youâre a Chinese art major!â
âWhat are you doing here? Our class is about to start. Plagiarism is the most shameless thing. It was someone elseâs hard work, yet you still have the cheek to appear?â
âGet lost. Youâre embarrassing our school.â
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Many people were clamoring by relying on their numbers to be fearless.
Song Fengwan threw her heavy sketchbook onto the table.?Bang!?The classroom instantly became silent. âI just want to say a few words.â
Hu Xinyue rushed into Classroom 205 in her pajamas. When she saw so many people below the stage, she was dumbfounded and tried to drag Song Fengwan away.
âWanwan, what are you doing?â
âI just want to say a few words.â Song Fengwan gave her a reassuring look.
The computer and projection on the lecture table turned on, and Song Fengwan inserted her USB flash drive. The first thing she opened was a video.
There were surveillance cameras in Yuhe Tower, and the footage had the entire process of her rejection of Hua Zitongâs confession yesterdayâ¦
When the video played to the part where he got up and tried to hug Song Fengwan, the classroom went silent. She pressed the pause button and locked her gaze on the group of boys.
âThis incident happened last night. There were about ten people present. I donât know who took the video and maliciously posted it on the forum, but he only clipped part of it. What was the cause and effect?
âThere are a lot of girls here. I just want to ask you. If someone suddenly confessed to you like this and you didnât like them, wouldnât you think that itâs very troublesome? Moreover, what would you do if this person tried to touch you?
âShould I have stood still and let him hug me?
âIs it wrong for me to push him away? Why did it become me pushing him away maliciously?â
The people below discussed softly. What Song Fengwan said made sense. Moreover, her video was the complete one. No matter how they looked at it, Hua Zitong wanted to hug her.
âIs it inappropriate for girls to protect themselves when theyâre being violated? I just didnât control my strength.â
At this moment, Hua Zitong, one of the people involved last night, instantly became the focus of everyoneâs attention.
His actions were indeed a little offensive. It was reasonable for her to push him.
Hua Zitong coughed twice. âI didnât know that what happened last night would turn out like this eitherâ¦â
Song Fengwan chuckled. âJust pretend you donât know.â
âThe video last night was obviously taken by one of the people present. Just pretend you donât know who took the video and maliciously posted it online.
âBut Iâm being condemned by everyone. You definitely know about this. As the person involved, shouldnât you stand up for me?
âIs it because I rejected you last night that you deliberately ignored it?
âAre you even a man?!â
Song Fengwanâs words were full of emotion and reason. On the stage, she looked like an extremely gentle and well-behaved person, but the powerful aura she was exuding at this moment shocked many students.
âIâ¦â Hua Zitong had indeed been a little angry from embarrassment yesterday, so when the matter exploded, he had chosen to remain silent.
âYesterday, I rejected you because I said I had a boyfriend. Now, I can tell you directly that even if I donât have a boyfriend, I wonât be with a coward like you!â
âF*ck, Song Fengwan, who the f*ck are you talking about?!â A boy beside Hua Zitong jumped up.
âYou seemed to be present last night too. A few big boys secretly slandered a girl. Donât you feel embarrassed? What kind of men are you?!â
Yesterday, the few of them had been criticized by the uncles of the security department. There were indeed some angry people, so they had clipped the video and posted it on the forum.
But they didnât expect that there would be so many scandals.
With so many things spewing out, Song Fengwan actually fought back head-on. How tough.
âI believe everyone already knows the truth about the matter of me pushing someone away. Regarding the fact that I skipped class because of the teachersâ favoritism, itâs even more impossible.
âSince school started, Iâve only asked for leave from evening self-study once. Nowadays, every classroom has surveillance cameras. Everyone should be able to find my timetable. You can check and see if I missed a class.
âWeâre all university students, and we should have the ability to distinguish right from wrong.â
âWhat about the plagiarism?!â someone shouted.
âWhatâs true and false, I will naturally give everyone an explanation!â
After finishing speaking, Song Fengwan pulled out the USB flash drive, picked up the sketchbook on the lecture table, and walked out directly. She was neat, elegant, and capable, not sloppy at all.
Instead of arguing with these people, it was better to take out evidence and slap their faces.
Hu Xinyue looked at her with stars in her eyes. âWanwan, youâre too handsome. You donât even know what the expressions of the people in the classroom were like.â She had completely forgotten that she was still wearing her pajamas and slippers as she walked around the school building.
The classroom was still silent. Hua Zitong was sitting with the group of boys, feeling embarrassed and ashamed. Actually, many things on the forum were true and false.
Most people chose to avoid them and wait for the rumors to die down. Naturally, no one mentioned them.
Song Fengwan was so valiant when she threw evidence at the group of boys.
The news spread very quickly throughout the school. Although Song Fengwan had only clarified a portion of the matter, public opinion was already changing. After all, she was neither humble nor overbearing, and the evidence was clear.. The matter of plagiarism might really turn around.