The girl sitting next to Gu Yu held the manuscript tightly in her hand, biting her lip unconsciously, and her face was a little pale.

She never knew that the manuscript she had written out one stroke at a time, and repeatedly revised and scrutinized, could be said to be copied by others so easily.

Just when they were all discussing whether Song Yue's manuscript was plagiarized, Gu Yu's lazy voice sounded like this:

"What about the evidence?"

The entire auditorium fell silent.

The teacher was also present in this report speech, and the teaching director originally wanted to control the situation, but he looked over with the voice, and saw that it was Lu Yu who spoke, his brows furrowed, and his eyes fell on the head teacher of Class 7.

With an irritated expression, he silently urged him to stop Lu Yu.

On such a formal occasion, she actually dared to cause trouble!

Someone said unconvinced: "Copying is copying, what evidence do you need?" ”

Before Liang Wenyue could speak, Gu Yu got up, and the sarcasm in his tone was very clear:

"It turns out that there is no evidence to prove that others have plagiarized."

The girl's words were full of sneer, and the female classmate who spoke out before had an ugly face, and subconsciously looked at Lu Qingqing.

Gu Yu's eyes were like a sharp blade out of the sheath, and the cold light of the sword edge swept through.

A soft voice sounded in the auditorium, and the girl's voice was lazy:

"That's right."

Her tone was raised, but she was inexplicably imposing:

"Lu Ziyu's speech seems to be a little familiar, I don't know, where did you copy it?"

This caused an uproar:

"! Really fake! ”

"It must be fake, how could Lu Ziyu plagiarize, speechless."

"This woman is so annoying, speaking for a friend, there's no need to pull others into the water....."

"I feel sorry for Lu Ziyu......."

......

Lu Ziyu, who was sitting in the first class, pursed his lips slightly, looking very calm, without the anger and grievances of being wronged, nor the embarrassment and embarrassment of being exposed, only wanting to speak and stopping, and forbearance and retreating, most of the classmates who saw that their hearts were unconsciously biased towards Lu Ziyu's side.

The dean couldn't help but shout angrily:

"Lu Yu! Don't make trouble here! ”

Standing up, the person who was being watched by many eyes lazily raised his eyebrows, and his tone was playful:

"Pointing out plagiarism is making trouble? What about the classmates who made trouble before? ”

Her tone was flirtatious:

"Isn't the teacher going to punish her?"

The dean was annoyed: "You! ”

His finger was already pointing:

"You drag her down for me!"

Gu Yu's attitude is even more casual:

"Don't bother."

She patted her clothes, lazily walked through the audience, and when she passed lightly, she looked down at her outstretched foot, and her eyes lifted slightly, and her foot kicked like this.

Lu lightly screamed.

The silver needle inserted in the chair returned to the girl's hand, quietly hidden in her fingertips.

People with a very casual attitude also speak in an understatement:

"If you don't know how to swing your feet, you should treat them well, what do you say?"

The person who was glanced at was holding his legs, forgetting to exhale the pain, but his pupils dilated for a moment, as if he saw a demon.

Gu Yu had already walked to the stage.

The teaching director was angry: "Lu Yu!! ”

He pointed at her, angry: "You are disrupting the order!" Picking quarrels and provoking trouble! Do you know that the school can give you punishment! ”

The girl's gaze at Shang Lu Ziyu was just like that, and her eyes were full of wanton and arrogance.

"What the teacher should do should be to punish the plagiarist."

Lu Qingqing instantly forgot that his legs were still hurting, and he was short of breath:

"Lu Yu! You..... Why do you say that Ziyu plagiarized! You are slandering! ”

"In that case," Gu Yu was not in a hurry, and glanced at the classmates in the first class, "Please ask the person who said that I plagiarized at the same table before to bring out the evidence, otherwise, you are all slander." ”

The sleeve of the girl who spoke out before was pulled by the person next to her, and she glanced at Lu Qingqing, and her face turned pale.

No one answered for a long time, and the girl on the stage sneered:

"Looks like you're all slandering me at the table."

The teaching director was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, this kind of thing seemed to him to be just a few words, and there was no need to go online at all: "Okay! ”

He couldn't bear it anymore: "Now you can go down!" ”

Gu Yu glanced at the dean of teaching, looking at it like this, he was simply a school bully who was rampant in the school, and there was one word written on his body: drag.

"Don't worry, Lu Ziyu's plagiarism hasn't been solved yet."

Lu Qingqing was angry and stood up directly:

"Lu Yu, you shameless! also said that Ziyu plagiarized! Don't say it! ”

The dean of education was also so angry that he gritted his teeth:

"Lu Yu! Your current behavior is no different from those disrespectful classmates just now! ”

"Who says there's no difference?"

Even if he was looked at like this, the expressions of the people on the stage still didn't move, his eyebrows were covered with a lazy atmosphere, and the four words that fluttered down fell, which instantly made the noise of the audience disappear:

"I have proof."

Lu Ziyu lowered his eyes, held the speech in his hand, and bit his lip.

Lu Qingqing looked at it, and the anger went straight up, leaving aside Lu Ziyu to pull her hand, and sneered:

"What proof do you have?!"

The teaching director was upset when he saw such a good event being messed up, but he also knew that Lu Yu was a thorn, and the matter had reached this point, and shouting to stop would only make this rumor worse.

Therefore, although I was very disgusted with Lu Yu's casual behavior, and I didn't believe that she had evidence, I still held back my fire and asked:

"Then please come up with real evidence!"

Don't slander your classmates here!

Gu Yu chuckled:

"Don't worry, I want to ask Lu Ziyu first, did you write this manuscript yourself?"

Lu Ziyu looked strangely calm, and after comforting Lu Qingqing and sitting down, he stood up by himself:

"Yes."

She looked at Gu Yu, and there was forbearance in her voice:

"I don't know my sister, why do you say I'm plagiarizing."

The person holding the manuscript in his fingers seems to be a little impatient:

"Even if you know the content of the manuscript, isn't it the manuscript that I begged the third brother to show you?"

Whispers sounded in the audience again, and most of them chose to believe Lu Ziyu.

After all, he is a top student in the top class, and Lu Yu, a scumbag in Class 7, is still a gangster, and fools know who to believe.

The people on the stage didn't seem to be affected by half of the point, the angle of their eyebrows did not change, but the corners of their mouths were upturned.

After a while, when the discussion gradually subsided, Gu Yu's casual "tsk" sounded in the auditorium.

"You're really," Gu Yu paused and chuckled, "Shameless." ”

Lu Qingqing's face turned pale with anger, and the teaching director also felt that Lu Yu was making trouble at all, and just as he wanted to step forward, Gu Yu asked:

"So, in the second paragraph of the manuscript, which writer is quoting the conclusion?"

Lu Ziyu's answer was fluent:

"Iverson."

"Which book?"

"My Sixty-Seven Years", these speeches are all there," Lu Ziyu said this, paused, seemed a little helpless and tired, and his compromise expression looked very distressing, "Sister, don't make trouble, okay?" ”

Lu Qingqing also sneered and mocked: "Lu Yu, you don't think that you can prove that the manuscript came from you by reading the manuscript and throwing a few questions casually, right?" ”