Xiao Xiao clenched his fists and stared at Shen Qingyou's distant back, and when he calmed down his anger and turned around, he saw Yang Lan's face embarrassed.

Before he could speak, Yang Lan took a step back and pulled out a far-fetched smile, "I'm sorry, I have something to do, so I'll leave first." With that, Yang Lan hurriedly ran towards the dormitory, leaving everyone standing in place with wide eyes and small eyes.

Xiao Xiao threw the flower in his hand on the ground, turned around and ran outside, and a few buddies touched their noses and followed.

"I said that Yang Lan disagreed, it was all Shen Qingyou's pot, I think Yang Lan likes Xiao Xiao a lot, it must be because Shen Qingyou actually appeared, which made Yang Lan feel faceless." A boy swore by it.

The others saw that Xiao Xiao's face was not good, for fear that they would touch Xiao Xiao's moldy head, and they all echoed it, Xiao Xiao squinted his eyes and snorted coldly, and had an idea in his heart.

Shen Qingyou didn't know what Xiao Xiao was secretly thinking, and returned to the dormitory, there was no one inside, Zhou Ningchu and they had already rented a house outside, and the possibility of coming back was very small, and now she was the only one in the huge dormitory.

I couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, I took out my mobile phone and looked at the time, it was already more than one o'clock in the morning, Lu Zhensen should be asleep at this time, right?

She flipped through her photo album and didn't find Lu Zhensen's photo, so she thought about it and went to Baidu, and sure enough, she found Lu Zhensen.

One of the top ten young presidents of Haishi, he is the loldest and most ...... in it Likeable.

In the end, she carefully saved the picture and encrypted it in her mobile phone, which would be her own concern, and it had nothing to do with others, nor did it have anything to do with Lu Zhensen.

When Shen Qingyou woke up the next day, he heard someone shouting outside that it was raining, Shen Qingyou only felt a headache, and the rain in Haishi this year was a little endless.

Receiving a call from her mentor early in the morning, Shen Qingyou began to learn painting in high school, and today is the seventh year of painting.

However, she is still majoring in Chinese painting, landscapes can make people calm down, and the tutor also praised her for her talent and intentionally focused on training, but Shen Qingyou is used to being low-key, and she is helpless to let the tutor take her without fighting or grabbing. (I don't understand this profession very well, so it's pure fiction, don't take it seriously.) ）

Click on the mobile phone, I saw that the tutor asked her to follow to participate in a gold-heavy competition, when the international masters will be present, most of the art departments of Haishi University are young people who follow the Western culture to paint, and there are only a dozen people who can calm down and paint Chinese paintings, this time the tutor got three places, two of which are Chinese paintings, and one is impressionism.

In the Chinese painting, one is Shen Qingyou, and the other is Shen Qingyou's classmate Liu Jianfeng, who once publicly said that Liu Jianfeng is not as good as Shen Qingyou, so Liu Jianfeng has always hated Shen Qingyou, and often arranges Shen Qingyou in the school forum.

"This competition is different from the previous ones, you will be asked to prepare one to send to auction, and the other will be painted on the spot on the same day, and the time is 12 hours......"

Looking at the text message explanation, Shen Qingyou felt a headache and wanted to refuse the competition to the tutor, but was moved by the tutor's sentence that as long as he got the ranking, he could get the place of graduate school, and finally gritted his teeth and agreed.

She packed up and left the dormitory, went to the art room to get the sketchpad and paint, and went out by taxi, and lived in the suburbs for more than a week before returning to school with the painted things, and bumped into a boy at the school gate, and the sketchpad in her hand fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The boy said and squatted down to help Shen Qingyou pick up the drawing board, and pointed to the paintings rolled together, "Do you want to see if the painting is okay?" ”

There was stagnant water on the ground, even if he put the painting in the painting tube, Shen Qingyou didn't dare to be sloppy, and quickly opened the painting, and breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure that it was okay.

"It's okay, you don't have to worry." Saying that, Shen Qingyou put away the painting and walked away with his things.

The boy stared at Shen Qingyou's distant back and smacked his lips, and sent the picture he had just taken to Xiao Xiao, "Dude, I have helped you a lot this time, don't forget me when the time comes." ”

Shen Qingyou handed the painting to the tutor after returning to it, and the tutor accepted it and told him that he would not send it until the other two people sent it together, Shen Qingyou said that there was no problem, and turned around and left without thinking about it.

The busyness continued, on the day of the auction, it was the day of the competition, the competition was not in the market, and Shen Qingyou and others went to a neighboring province to participate the day before.

Shen Qingyou painted in silence, and during the lunch break, the tutor found her, and kept a straight face and did not speak.

"Teacher, is something wrong?" Shen Qingyou blinked, swallowed his saliva and asked.

The tutor took out his mobile phone and pulled up the drawing and asked, "What's going on?" ”

The mobile phone is a comparison of the two paintings, except for the details, the other places are exactly the same, if you don't look at the signature, Shen Qingyou can't recognize that one is his own.

She looked at her mentor in a daze, and the tutor was distressed, "If you really can't draw something, you can tell me directly, why do you want to do such a nasty thing?" ”

"I ...... Teacher, you don't think I'm plagiarizing someone else, right? ”

"Or else? Although Liu Jianfeng's painting is not as good as yours, but people are honest and do their duty, and they have already applied for graduate school, will they plagiarize you at this juncture? The mentor said with a sneer.

There were more and more people watching the excitement on the side, and even more went directly to move Shen Qingyou's competition works, Liu Jianfeng's face turned blue after reading it, and he pointed at Shen Qingyou and asked: "A few days ago, you asked me what I would use as the main theme at that time, I thought you were worried that we would hit the subject matter, and told you that I would use traditional techniques to paint the old man who cast nets and fish between mountains and rivers, but I didn't expect you to copy my creativity." ”

Everyone was in an uproar, pointing at Shen Qingyou, Shen Qingyou's eyes widened, "When have I looked for you, don't spray people with blood." ”

Liu Jianfeng sneered, "I'm spraying people with blood? The fact that you plagiarized is here, why should I put a hat on you for no reason? ”

"You said I collided with you, so you go and bring yours to us all to see, is that the case......?"

"Shen Qingyou, don't you think it's shameful? Now that the competition is not over, do you want Liu Jianfeng to be disqualified from the competition with you? The mentor yelled.

"The truth of the matter is still unknown, so you will come out and accuse me of plagiarism, heh, such a thing, I'm afraid only you can do it, right?" Shen Qingyou had tears in his eyes, he smiled sarcastically, everyone was dumbfounded, and after a while, the person in charge of the competition came over and asked Shen Qingyou to leave temporarily after understanding the situation.

Here Lu Zhensen and Xiang Sheng went to the auction, I heard that there will be a batch of paintings for auction today, Lu Zhensen thought that it would be Mr. Lu's birthday in a while, Mr. Lu has always liked these, so it is better to buy this.

At the beginning of the auction, there were some situations, and when he inquired about the two works, Lu Zhensen couldn't help but sneer, feeling that young people nowadays are too eager for quick success.

Halfway through the auction, when he went to the bathroom, he heard the staff report to the people over there.

"Shen Qingyou's painting plagiarized Liu Jianfeng, no one can say anything about this, either the auction continues, or the painting of the two will be suppressed, there is no reason to suppress only one person."

The other party didn't know what to say, and the staff suddenly had a cold face, and said with a sneer: "Are you so sure that Shen Qingyou copied Liu Jianfeng, not Liu Jianfeng copied Shen Qingyou?" Don't be sloppy with me, I have left both of their paintings, and we will not accept their works here in the future. After that, the staff hung up the phone.

Turning around and seeing Lu Zhensen behind him, the staff was startled, he naturally knew Lu Zhensen, Lu Zhensen was a friend of the owner of the auction house, and he hurriedly smiled at this time.

"Who did you just say was the person suspected of plagiarism?"

"Shen Qingyou of Haishi University, but it is still uncertain who copied whom, but Haishi University insisted that Shen Qingyou plagiarized." The staff shrugged and said.

Lu Zhensen squinted his eyes and pondered for a long time, then turned his head to the staff and said, "I want these two paintings, and I will pay the price according to your market here, and I will deal with any problems." ”

The staff was at a loss, "Mr. Lu, this is not a joke, it is plagiarism......"

"I'll find someone professional to handle this." After that, Lu Zhensen walked directly outside, and the staff called the boss after being stunned for a while, and the boss heard that Lu Zhensen needed it, so he agreed without thinking about it.

Shen Qingyou sat on the street, which was only a three-hour drive from Haishi, but she was not in the mood to return to Haishi at all.

She has long known that good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles, how could she not know that her suspected plagiarism spread in school?

She smiled bitterly, looked up at the gray sky, and received a call from Zhou Ningchu not long after, Zhou Ningchu also heard about it, but he would believe her unconditionally, let her not worry too much, and asked her when she would go back.

Shen Qingyou slurred a few words, hung up the phone and stood up, the phone vibrated without taking two steps, she took out her mobile phone and looked at it, and found that it was the money from the auction, 500,000, only saying that the painting was sold.

She stared at her phone for a long time, and finally couldn't help but call back to the auction, and the people over there couldn't tell what was going on, and Shen Qingyou was a little in a trance when she hung up the phone, and her heart was surging for a while, but she didn't know who to talk to.

Zhou Ziqi called at this time, "Qingyou, I have already heard what Ning Chu said, we all believe in you." ”

Shen Qingyou's nose was sour, and he nodded before he remembered that Zhou Ziqi couldn't see it, so he responded sullenly, Zhou Ziqi comforted her twice, and then told Shen Qingyou that he was rushing to her side and asked Shen Qingyou to pick him up at the train station.

After that, Zhou Ziqi accompanied Shen Qingyou to go out for two days, and when he returned to school, he thought it was a bloody storm, but he didn't expect everything to fall silent.