Hearing Wei Linnan's words, Yan Qingruo looked at her with a slight expression.

For Yan Qingruo, it had been a long time since she had looked at her with such a determined and trusting gaze, let alone the words that encouraged her with such belief.

From the very beginning, especially a year ago, when she returned to the city where she grew up, she has been plagued by all kinds of rumors and accusations.

At that time, she was in pain, if it weren't for Yan Nuonuo in her heart, she kept telling her that she couldn't give up, and she couldn't let Yan Nuonuo survive because of her abandonment, I am afraid that she would have chosen a path of no return at that time.

Thinking back to Yan Qingruo in the past, suddenly a picture flashed from his mind, and Yan Qingruo, who suddenly lit up in front of her, also looked a little excited.

I saw her grab Wei Linnan's hands, and then said: "I remember, I still have a few pictures that I drew when I was studying, and they have never appeared, so I'll change them now and take them to the competition." ”

Seeing that she recovered, Wei Linnan's slightly frowning brows couldn't help but loosen slightly, and then said with a little smile: "Okay, I'll wait for you here, and when you finish correcting it, I'll immediately help you send it over to submit it for the competition." ”

Xu was because of the previous incident, Wei Linnan was afraid that she would be affected, so he spoke again and comforted: "Qingruo, no matter what happened before, you just need to treat him as a small episode, so you just need to take back your heart and change that work, no matter the result of the submission, I will always be by your side, and you must tell me if you have any problems." ”

itself for the previous thing. Yan Qingruo, who was already grateful, after hearing Wei Linnan's heartfelt words, seemed to have thousands of words in his throat for a while, but when he really looked at the person in front of him, he didn't know what to say.

In the end, all the thousand words in my heart just turned into one sentence, "Lin Nan, thank you." ”

But Wei Linnan stretched out his hand indifferently and pushed her in the direction of the studio, "Go and change it." The contest said that it would end tomorrow, but today is estimated to be the last night, and if you submit it tomorrow, I am afraid that you will also deduct impression points. ”

Yan Qingruo, who didn't think about it anymore, just nodded, and then went directly into the studio, found out a few paintings that she had drawn while studying, and selected the one that best fits the theme and is also the best.

Then he took a deep breath, calmed his restless heart, and began to change his heart.

With the help of Wei Linnan, Yan Qingruo's painting finally stepped on the closing time and submitted the painting.

After submitting the painting, Yan Qingruo didn't pay much attention to it, for her, whether the painting can be done or not is still a matter, and since she has already handed it in, she just needs to wait for the notice.

Now the more important thing is that if the painting is not selected to win the award, then she has to seize all the time that can make money, and continue to accumulate the cost of review for Yan Nuonuo.

But the truth is always not so satisfactory, and soon Yan Qingruo got the news of the game, but it was not the news about the result of the game.

Because the painting submitted by Yan Qingruo was found by the competition team to be too similar to a genius female painter, there was a great suspicion of plagiarism.

For a creator, plagiarism is a name that can directly destroy them.

After all, no one wants to be stolen from the fruits of their labor, and they don't want people to be accused of plagiarism in the work they have worked so hard to produce.

So when Yan Qingruo knew the news, she went directly to the competition group without the slightest stop, wanting to explain.

Yan Qingruo, who was accused, looked at the altered painting in front of her, and the painting she was accused of plagiarizing.

Even she herself was a little surprised, because the similarity between the two paintings was too high, if the painting in front of her was not painted by her one stroke at a time, I am afraid that she would be like these people, thinking that one of the two paintings was copied and painted.

Yan Qingruo, who was thinking like this, hurriedly opened her mouth and explained to everyone: "My paintings are not plagiarized, although I don't know why the two paintings are so similar, but this sentence is indeed drawn by me with one stroke, so there is no plagiarism problem at all." ”

However, for her words, the competition team replied with a very serious look: "You said you weren't plagiarizing? At the very least, you have to explain to us why the painting you submitted is so similar to the artist's. Do you know this artist? ”

Yan Qingruo, who was questioned, pursed her lips and shook her head, "I don't know, but this painting has been completed by me since I was in middle school, and I just re-polished it when I submitted it a few days ago." You can look at the background color, it's obviously not the color of the last two years, and there are ......"

However, the people who were still talking about asking Yan Qingruo to come up with evidence just now were disdainful of the painting she held up, and they didn't even look at it.

directly accused: "Miss Yan, you must know that what we want is evidence to prove that you are the original author of this painting, and the artist you plagiarized, the words drawn by the painter have been published some time ago, and there is sufficient evidence to prove that unless you can come up with it, your painting was born earlier, otherwise we can only judge that your entry is a plagiarized work." ”

Yan Qingruo naturally knew what this person meant, but it just so happened that when she first painted this painting, there were few people who had really seen it, let alone be able to come up with other evidence.

And the person she is accused of plagiarizing now is a genius female painter who is quite famous today.

Compared to her, Yan Qingruo is just an obscure little soldier who has been wiped out among everyone, where can she compare to the other party.

So in comparison, everyone naturally directly defined Yan Qingruo as the plagiarist.

Especially when they questioned now, Yan Qingruo couldn't come up with any evidence, which made her suspicion even greater.

"Okay, Miss Yan, since you can't come up with evidence, it's useless to explain it to us, so please take care of yourself." The man who said this glanced directly at the people around him, and then the crowd around him handed over the words in his hand.

A few people then left directly, leaving Yan Qingruo, who was stopped in place, looking at their distant backs, and stopped talking.

Yan Qingruo, who finally chose to give up the explanation, looked at the painting in her hand, and then thought back to the painting that was too similar to her work, and her expression couldn't help but sink slightly.

Now she needs this bonus too much, and for her, it is absolutely impossible to be accused of plagiarism, for a creator, as long as she is stamped with the name of plagiarism, it will be completely ruined in the future.

Yan Qingruo, who was thinking like this, did not stay in place too much, but prepared to go to the "original" painter who accused her of plagiarism-Qing Fangxue.

Because Qing Fangxue has a great reputation in recent years, and has also been crowned with the title of "genius female painter".

So the place where she was also very easy to find, but after a brief inquiry, she found someone who was looking at the painting in the gallery under the instructions of others.

Yan Qingruo, who found someone, walked over directly with a very fast pace, "Miss Qing, hello." ”

Qing Fangxue, who was called by name, heard the shallow news on her face subconsciously when she heard the voice, and then turned around, "You...... Okay, who are? ”

For people who want to be close to her, Qing Fangxue has seen too much, and she just politely wants to leave after a few sentences. But when she turned around, she saw Yan Qingruo, who was dressed plainly, but her appearance was too charming, and she praised all the cheap clothes as extraordinary.

Qing Fangxue, who is pretentious and extremely confident in her appearance, couldn't help but see Yan Qingruo's pupils suddenly contracted, and then the meaning of jealousy in her heart also surged up to lighten the smile on her face a little.

But Yan Qingruo, who was bent on asking about the painting, didn't notice her wrong look, but still replied politely with a smile: "Miss Qing, I'm really embarrassed to disturb you to look at the painting, but I have something very important to ask you." ”

Qing Fangxue, who had come back to her senses, adjusted her expression again, and then asked in a light tone, "What's the matter?" I have important things to do later. ”

"Just need to bother you for a few minutes." After saying this, Yan Qingruo took out her painting that was labeled as plagiarism, "This is my entry this time, but I saw it from the participating group, your painting is almost the same as mine, so I ......"

However, before she finished her inquiry, she was directly interrupted by Qing Fangxue with a little annoyance, "It turned out to be you, I heard the competition team say that there are too many similarities with my paintings, and it is a little strange, even if you want to learn from my paintings, you have changed them a little, so similar are you afraid that the competition team will not be able to see the gap between the two?" ”

Yan Qingruo, who was still asking in a good voice, heard that she directly defined her paintings as plagiarism so unceremoniously, and a trace of anger slowly surged in her heart.

Because no one will be more familiar with her painting than her, it was originally painted by her with a pen, and Qing Fangxue's painting is too similar to hers.

Even if the two have similar ideas, they are not realistic paintings after all, how can they overlap to such a point.