Yuan Ruan turned on the computer, browsed the relevant information about the Ten Schools Joint Excellence Contest at a glance, and poked into the school forum with a popular post.

It's normal in front of the post.,It's all about the preferential competition.,It's a very useful dry goods post.,Until——

18L: Can the registration conditions be harsh?

……

25L: Same question, if you have a history of plagiarism, you can't sign up, right?

From this floor, insinuating and criticizing someone in her thirties, Yuan Ruan didn't even have to guess to know who she was talking about, and it wasn't until she was on the fifties that someone named her.

54L: Be brave upstairs, you should say no to maggots like this - Yuan Nguyen get out of the game!

Of course, there are also cuties who are dedicated to learning and don't know and sincerely ask questions, and there are good Samaritan people who pick up the skin next door.

If that's all there is to it, there is no reason for this post to explode.

Yuan Ruan frowned, and found that things were not necessarily true, so he turned the post to the end and understood: the peeling sticker that had been hanging next door for more than half a year was deleted by the management.

The operation of deleting the sightseeing check-in post was like poking a hornet's nest, and the crowd of people who ate melons poured here, first scolded Yuan Ruan Yitong in a weird way, and then insisted that the competition remove her.

In addition to plagiarizing history, there is another reason that is very unreasonable: Yuan Ruan, a small person, who knows if he will sleep with the referee?

This reason was replied to the most, and the layer was outrageous and outrageous, and it was almost written that Yuan Ruan ruled the world by sleeping.

Yuan Nguyen: ......

She saved the screenshots of the dry goods part, and casually sent a few troll IDs that were mixed up in it to fake and true, and slowly exited the post, and just refreshed the interface, she saw that a post linking the excellent contest and plagiarism had unknowingly reached the top.

Yuan Ruan, Yuan Ruan didn't even have the strength to be speechless.

She turned off her computer and saluted the Corrected Storymaster again.

As a competition full of gold in the academic world, if it is listed for plagiarism or plagiarism, its status and reputation will definitely become a stench in the industry.

The organizing committee will not allow such a situation to happen, and Yuan Nguyen also believes that the content of that post will eventually be placed on the organizing committee's meeting round table.

What awaits her is most likely to be disqualified.

In the book, the original owner is a promiscuous real hammer, the blow of the male protagonist, and her inner collapse and finally missed the game.

Regardless of the process, there is only one ultimate goal, and Yuan Ruan cannot participate in this competition!

This time, there is not enough evidence about Yuan Ruan's private life, and a little rumor is not enough to make the male protagonist eliminate the hatred in his heart, so he hit his thoughts on the excellent competition.

And once she was removed, she no longer admitted plagiarism, and this charge was ironclad.

Yuan Ruan sighed and collapsed in the chair.

"Knock knock."

"Ruan Ruan, someone is looking for you." Aunt Zhang's voice came from outside the door.

"Here," Yuan Ruan opened the door, a little puzzled, "Who." ”

Aunt Zhang thought about it, lowered her voice and whispered, "It's a handsome little guy." ”

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The little handsome guy was still wearing the clothes he wore today, wearing glasses, looking like a polite gentleman who knew how to advance and retreat, he sat on the sofa, most of his body was sunk into the backrest, and he only looked at the smoke rising from the black tea in front of him.

Like a lazy and focused cat.

Who else could it be besides Qin Xieyi?

The last thing Yuan Ruan wants to see now is him, she stood on the second floor, and she didn't take a step for a long time.

Aunt Zhang was blocked in the way, and patted Yuan Ruan's shoulder inexplicably, "What's the matter, Ruan Ruan?" See a handsome guy who can't walk? ”

Yuan Ruan abruptly got out of the way, walked to Qin Xie Yi and sat down, feeling from the bottom of his heart that this maid aunt of the Yuan family was an undercover agent sent by Qin Xie Yi.