An Shu pushed open the door of the ward with a panicked expression, and saw Zhong Yi sitting on the hospital bed unharmed, with an infusion hanging in his right hand, he breathed a sigh of relief, approached her gently, and then leaned down and gently hugged her into his arms.

Because it was too gentle, he suddenly and inexplicably spread a fear from the bottom of his heart, he was afraid, afraid that his love would disappear from his eyes, afraid that the person he was holding was just an illusory shadow.

He couldn't control his emotions anymore, and his voice was hoarse: "Zhongyi, Zhongyi." Over and over again, whispering her name.

When he came back to his senses, he looked at An Shu's soft short hair in dismay, looked at his ears, and swept his nose with a good smell of fresh fragrance, dispelling the pungent smell of disinfectant in the ward.

His appearance made her feel a lot more at ease.

A shallow smile spread on Zhongyi's lips, because she couldn't hug him back in the ward. Leaving him in her arms, she asked him, "How did you know I was in the hospital?" ”

"They called me and told me something had happened to you." An Shu lowered his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

The embrace was quickly released, and the two opened a certain distance. He hung his head and stared at her silently, waiting for her to explain the "farce". Zhongyi raised her head and met his eyes, she showed him a reassuring smile: "I'm fine, it's just that I have a stomach problem suddenly, it's an old problem, don't worry." ”

"Stomach problems? You are not a child, when will you learn to take care of your body? An Shu frowned slightly, a little angry. He remembered that it was the same last time, she had a stomach problem, and Xu Huaisheng, her boyfriend, did not appear by her side to accompany her once, but she still kept saying that she loved him.

Speaking of which, this stomach problem has nothing to do with diet at all, it is purely caused by her too much stress. Although the doctor also told her to rest well, not to put too much pressure on herself, and to do what she liked, once she was busy with work, the doctor's advice was quickly forgotten by her.

Seeing that she was silent, An Shu restrained the chill around her and sighed: "Zhongyi, you are like this, I really won't pay attention to you anymore." His tone was almost helplessly coaxing.

Zhong Yi was stunned for a few seconds, and almost subconsciously blurted out: "An Shu, have you changed sex?" Seeing that his face was getting darker and darker, he pursed his lips with dry hair, looked at him expectantly, and pulled the corner of his clothes: "An Shu, I'm thirsty." ”

An Shu lowered her eyes slightly, looking at the hand that was pulled by her at the corner of her clothes, the softest square of the world in her heart was gently touched, and strange emotions surged in her heart.

After drinking the water, the mobile phone in the bag rang immediately, Zhongyi's right hand was hanging with water, and her left hand couldn't reach it at all, she looked at An Shu beside her, and said with a smile: "Excuse me, help me get the phone." ”

An Shu frowned, probably thinking, the purpose of her coming to visit the patient, or to be her personal nurse? In the end, the phone was handed over to Zhong Yi, and the name of "editor-in-chief" kept flashing on the screen, and Zhong Yi slid down the answer button and put it to his ear.

"Hey, editor-in-chief. I'm free now, come now? Okay, I'll be there in a minute! Well, I see. After answering the phone, Zhong Yi's face was solemn. She held the phone, groaned for a moment, and ruthlessly pulled out the needle on the back of her hand, and blood flowed out instantly.

An Shu watched her act of death, and in a panic, he found a tissue to press the wound on the back of her hand, and said angrily: "Are you crazy! ”

Zhong Yi didn't care about the blood that kept flowing on the back of his hand, and he didn't care about the anger in An Shu's eyes when his cold gaze swept coldly towards her. She got out of the hospital bed, picked up the bag she was carrying, and hurriedly said, "An Shu, please send me to Manye, okay?" ”

An Shu didn't know what Zhong Yi said when he answered the phone. In the face of her request, he could not refuse, he stared at the dried blood on the back of her white hand, and said, "Yes, but let me help you deal with the wound first." ”

In the taxi to Manye, Zhong Yi turned his head to look at the scenery speeding by outside the car window without saying a word, but his heart was extremely nervous and flustered.

The editor-in-chief had already roughly told her what had just happened on the phone, and her work "Deep Sea" was accused by a photographer of plagiarizing him, and the other party gave the most powerful persuasive evidence to prove that he did not maliciously slander her.

In the past few years, photography has gradually risen in China, and the status of photographers has risen to a higher level.

The taxi stopped downstairs in Manye, Zhong Yi only said "thank you", opened the car door and was about to get out of the car, An Shu's voice sounded behind him: "Zhong Yi, this is the last time I will accommodate you." ”

Zhong Yi closed the car door, blocking Yasuki's gaze at her and his voice. She ran into the building without looking back, pressed the elevator button, the elevator door slowly opened, Zhong Yi walked in, and pressed the floor button.

During the time when the elevator was rising, she repeatedly sorted out the current situation, so as not to be confused after meeting the editor-in-chief and not being able to analyze right and wrong. It doesn't do her much good, only harm.

Zhong Yi stepped into the Manye Magazine Club, and noticed that the atmosphere seemed to be a little wrong, and the colleagues who were originally busy with the work at hand saw her, and lowered their heads one after another, without even saying hello, treating her as a transparent person.

Xiao C saw her and walked over with a stack of documents, she was the first to take the initiative to greet her, with a shallow and easy-to-see worry on her face: "Sister Zhongyi, I heard that you are sick, are you okay?" ”

From the moment she entered the door, Zhong Yi had already guessed that she "plagiarized" a photographer's work, and the whole magazine knew about it, but only Xiao C never mentioned that incident, which was also a respect for her and did not hurt her self-esteem.

"It's okay already, thank you for your concern." Zhong Yi subconsciously, his fingers rubbed the band-aid on the back of his right hand, and he curled his lips and smiled.

"The editor-in-chief is waiting for you in the office, you can go quickly." Xiao C deliberately lowered his voice and said to her, "I believe you like sister." ”

Zhong Yi glanced at her gratefully again, and before the matter was finalized, her sentence "I believe in you" was like a reassuring pill for her, and she was not afraid to go to the battlefield.

As soon as she left, her colleagues, who were originally busy with the work at hand, gathered together to talk to each other, gossip and watch the excitement. "Now there is a lot of uproar on the Internet, I can't believe that she is so young and will do such a dirty and ugly thing." "People nowadays, they can't do anything to be famous." "I thought she had a lot of potential at first, but I didn't expect ......" "I heard that she not only plagiarized "Deep Sea", but also other works with the shadow of other photographers' works......

Zhongyi took a deep breath, raised his hand and knocked on the glass door in front of him, heard "come in" from inside, pushed the door open, and walked in.

"Editor-in-chief."

The editor-in-chief, who was sitting in front of the computer and reviewing the documents, glanced at her slightly, "Sit down and talk." ”

Zhong Yi pulled over the swivel chair and sat down, folded his hands on his laps, his back straight. When she came, the editor-in-chief had already told her everything, and there was no need to foreshadow, so she went straight to the point: "I carefully compared "Deep Sea" and found that the overlap rate was 80%. The other party's work was released three days earlier than you, and now the spearhead of public opinion is all pointing at you. ”

"Editor-in-chief, the hard work I have put into "Deep Sea" is not fake, and there is no need to deceive." She knows how pale such a defense seems, and the only thing that can prove that she is not plagiarizing is her hard work and hard work on "Deep Sea".

"Of course I know, so I rushed to you just to deal with this." The editor-in-chief lifted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said with a solemn face: "M.E has received the news that you have canceled the list of you to enter the finals, and your previous results will be invalidated." ”

Zhong Yi couldn't figure it out, she worked hard for so long, stayed up countless all-nighters, and dived into the deep sea to shoot the work, but it was beaten back to its original shape by the imaginary "plagiarism" and turned into a controversial "plagiarism" work.

After a long time, she heard her own voice: "Someone must have deliberately framed me and dragged me into the water, then they will have one less competitor." It must be so, yes! ”

The editor-in-chief understood her current mood very well and said with relief: "I have already sent someone to deal with the investigation of this matter, and it depends on the final result." During this time, you still have a good rest at home, wait for the notification, and I will tell you as soon as there is a result. ”

"Editor-in-Chief ......" Zhongyi's eyes were slightly red, and his fingers were deeply embedded in the flesh, and he didn't feel pain. She bit her lower lip, sadness and anger condensed in her eyes, "The other party chose to be in M· E release, the only photographers who entered the finals were me and Zhang Qi'an of Nebula Magazine, and it has only been a few days, but he bit me back, isn't this enough to explain the other party's intentions. ”

"But the problem is that the other side clearly has the upper hand, and if we fight back, we will definitely fall into the trap set by the enemy. In this way, it directly confirms the charge of covering up plagiarism photography in Manye, which is a big blow to your reputation and Manye! ”

“……”

"Don't worry, Manye, as your young owner, will naturally not let others bully us."

Out of the building, Zhong Yi deliberately went to Nebula Magazine again. She had to ask in person, but the other party didn't give her a chance to talk and meet at all, and when she left Nebula, she walked alone on the way home as if she had lost her soul.

As soon as the "plagiarism" incident came out, there was an uproar on the Internet, causing quite a commotion. As the editor-in-chief said, now all the spearheads on the Internet are pointed at her, some scolding her and telling her to get out of the photography world, some attacking her with personal words, and some attacking her works that have exhausted her efforts......

Under her blog comments, she has been attacked by the water army, and the highest comment is always "Plagiarism dog, get out of the photography world!" But there are also many fans who really love her, and they have left messages to support her, they believe in her character, and they will definitely not do such a thing as plagiarism, someone must have deliberately framed her.

Since the editor-in-chief asked her to "rest" at home, she didn't have to go to work in the wilderness first, and Zhong Yi developed a habit of getting up, washing, and eating as soon as the alarm clock rang at eight o'clock every day. Then sit in front of the computer and browse through the events that follow up on the "plagiarism" storm.

But I can't avoid being red-eyed by some malicious comments, scared and uneasy, and revolving around Zhong all day long. Those verbal attacks almost destroyed her normal life.

She went out to take out the garbage and went to the supermarket to buy groceries, for fear of hearing others talk about the "plagiarism" photographer, or being recognized as "Z".