"Marcus, are you alright?" The boy's pure black eyes resembled obsidian in a jewelry store, with the same concern and seriousness as ever.

"Let go of me!" Looking at the young man's pure eyes, the anger in his heart burned in an instant, and Marcas never felt as resentful as he did at this moment, "I don't need you to help me!" ”

“…… Why? The outstretched hand was violently discharged, and Ah Zhai looked at the young man in front of him in shock.

"Why do you always do bad things with good intentions!" The boy who lost his mind screamed, "I didn't steal her gold coins at all, if you help me pay it back, then I will be charged with stealing for the rest of my life!" Why are you always like this, do you know that I don't need your mercy at all! ”

“…… I didn't have pity on you, I just wanted to help you! Ah Zhai stared at him in astonishment.

"Ha, help me! Helping me is to use your savings zài to set off how useless I am? You can earn a lot of gold every month with a wave of your hand, and I just want to have a few silver coins to live; You have befriended all kinds of nobles and followed His Excellency Conte to various banquets, but I was struggling to chew dry bread in the room......" At this moment, Marcas was like a hedgehog wrapping himself up with all his might, whether good or bad, instinctively responding with sharp thorns, "You are here today, and you appear like a savior, so you feel very satisfied, and look, you can give me a poor man!" ”

"It's not like this, it's not like this." Ah Zhai used to hear people say that when he was angry, he blurted out hurtful words, but now he looked at the young man in front of him, but his heart was at a loss, he didn't understand why they suddenly became like this, he wanted to justify, he didn't make friends with nobles and didn't attend various banquets frequently, he just followed Ian to walk in the streets and alleys of Fei Leng Cui to find inspiration, and he never wanted to exist like a savior, he regarded them as equal friends in his heart...... However, in the end, Ah Zhai just moved the corners of his mouth, a few worlds of tossing and turning, he felt that he was gradually getting old, if he was still like a young man, then at this time they could fight to vent each other's dissatisfaction, but now he has lost the courage to redeem himself when he was young, and he said that he would naturally resign himself to fate, but because he was afraid of trying and failing, the world sharpened human nature, and it became cowardly if it was polished smooth for a long time?

"I really regret why I saved you in the first place!"

"......" Jin Zichu didn't know how he walked back to the academy, the golden sun gradually set from the west, it converged the light of the day like a boiled duck egg yolk, shining on his body by such a sun, but Ah Zhai felt desolate all over, at this moment he just wanted to go back to the dormitory and sleep, so he didn't see all kinds of strange eyes from his friendly classmates on weekdays.

"You're finally back, and the principal and director are looking for you." Ah Zhai actually doesn't have a very close relationship with his classmates, but everyone will take care of him a little more for the sake of his young age (most Westerners look at Easterners as younger).

"Headmaster and Director?" Ah Zhai was stunned for a moment, he usually went to listen to the lectures of a few professors, but he really didn't have a lot of intersection with the principal and the director, and now he couldn't help but feel worried when he heard the other party call him.

When I arrived at the conference room, I was surprised to find that there was a room full of people standing or sitting in the conference room.

"Jin, we received a complaint that you plagiarized." The principal of Conte College does not have high attainments in art, but this respected old man is full of students of the academy, and under his care, there is less intrigue in the academy and more of a good competitive atmosphere.

“…… Plagiarize? I didn't plagiarize. With Marcas' last words still in mind, the boy looked up at the elder standing in front of him in a daze, his mind was a mess.

"Did you paint a portrait of Miss Sylvia?" The old man looked at him with a gentle gaze, he actually believed in his own student, but the person who had no choice but to accuse him was the long-established Master Matthew, and the situation was very unfavorable for this child, especially since Bishop Conte was in Rome and not in Filene, and this child had no one else to help him except His Excellency the Bishop.

"Yes." Ah Zhai retracted his mind slightly, his head was running quickly, he began to realize that maybe Marcas's affairs and his own affairs were premeditated, someone wanted to deal with himself or Marcas, or even Sylvia, he suddenly hated that he was living too leisurely in this world, and he actually lost his vigilance!

"Presumptuous! How can you, a little brute, swear like this, you are clearly plagiarizing Master Matthew's "Irises and the Maiden", principal, I propose to expel such a virtuous student from Conte Academy! The red-haired man sitting next to him shook his fist angrily.

"I didn't plagiarize!" Ah Zhai frowned.

"You don't even admit that your idea and even the whole composition are almost exactly the same as Master Matthew's masterpieces, and you are embarrassed to deny it, and if you admit it, you will quickly apologize to the master." Another tall, thin old man sneered.

"......" Ah Otaku quickly calculated in his heart, and he forced himself to calm down quickly, "I have never plagiarized and why should I apologize, not to mention that I painted this painting for my friend, and I saw her holding a cluster of purple lilies...... I can ask my friends to testify for me. ”

"Since it's your friend, she's naturally biased towards you." The red-haired man shouted loudly, "I don't think we need to listen to this little liar of the East who is full of lies at all, and just let him drop out of school!" ”

"Do you have proof other than your friends?" The principal was very helpless, he was old and refined, how could he not see that someone was deliberately designing this teenager in front of him, but he really couldn't think of any way to prove the innocence of the teenager.

"His friend is a thief, what else can he be a good person?" The gray-clothed old man stared at the young man gloomily and said coldly.

"Get out of Conte Academy!"

"Fire him!"

For a while, the whole conference room was excited, people were shouting and shouting, they didn't want to think about whether there was any misunderstanding in this, and the preconceived idea that people were divided into groups, and a teenager with a thief friend would naturally not be a good thing.

……

Ah Zhai felt very tired, he didn't know how he left the conference room, except for the principal, no one believed that he was innocent, most of these simple artists had high ethics, but they were too emotional and irrational, and they were used by villains, Ah Zhai knew that he shouldn't blame them, and he should blame the mastermind behind the scenes, but at this moment he couldn't help but feel lost, he really came to Conte College with the purest heart, and all his thoughts were studied seriously here, He didn't offend anyone in the process, but why did it end like this?

He didn't really care about being framed, because he believed in his own strength, and he also believed that time could calm down and return his innocence, after all, as long as he could identify the finished time of the two paintings, he could judge it, but he still felt sad, probably because he had failed Ian's expectations, that person sponsored himself to go to school, accompanied him when he had insomnia, and contained expectations for himself, and now he has failed his expectations.

"Kid, where are you going to leave the academy?" When the boy was packing his luggage, the chubby headmaster appeared at the door of the dormitory, he looked at the boy in front of him lovingly, and sighed slightly, "I'm sorry, I couldn't pay you back, but I believe you didn't plagiarize." ”

"Thank you, Principal, your trust is very important to me." Ah Zhai bowed deeply to this old man who had come to see him off.

"Now your reputation in Fei Lengcui is completely ruined, your paintings may not be sold in a short time, I suggest you might as well leave Fei Lengcui for a long trip." The old man, who was over half a hundred years old, gently stretched out his hand and patted the young man's weak shoulder, "I don't have a great talent for painting, but every great painter has a broad mind and vision, I believe that you will be able to reach a height that is difficult for ordinary people to reach in the future, and in order to achieve this, I believe you need to see more scenery." ”

“…… Are you building yì me to avoid the limelight? Ah Zhai was stunned, he really didn't think about leaving Fei Lengcui.

"It's not just shelter, my child, suffering forges greatness, sharpens and tempers the soul, why don't you see this low tide as a gift of life?" The old headmaster smiled lovingly, his eyes were full of wisdom that had been precipitated by the world, "To be honest, with your current level, I don't think you have made much progress in staying, so I recommend you to go to Rome and the Vatican, where there are different scenery from Fei Leng Cui, I even helped you write a letter of recommendation, you can set off with the caravan, they will take care of you on the way." ”

“…… Thank you, Mr. Principal. Ah Zhai bowed to the old man again, he was really grateful to this principal who only had a few faces to him, although he really wanted to find Marcas, although the other party may not be willing to see him, but when he thought that he was in trouble now, he extinguished this thought, in such an instant, he really gave birth to a kind of heaven and earth that he had nowhere to go, but the principal's words ignited a light for himself to wait forward, going to Rome can not only see different styles, but also bring Sherlock out, The most important thing is that Ian is in Rome, even if he has not become a world-famous painter, but I believe that the next time we meet, he will meet a new self, "I decided to go to Rome like you built, I hope that when I come back again, you will still recognize me as your student." ”