Since receiving a call from the organizing committee of the Daqin Cup Modeling Competition, Xiaobei has been restless all day. The works plagiarized in previous competitions and found someone to do on their behalf have appeared, and Xiaobei also knows their ending. The power of Daqin is to make these counterfeiters, at least in the Qingcheng architectural design industry, there is no way to stay, even if they go to other cities to do design, their files will leave no integrity, the record of plagiarism of works, if you want to enter a bigger and better company, it is almost impossible.

At the moment, I can only comfort myself with my body and not afraid of shadows. But since people want to be anonymous, they come prepared, and she really has no bottom in her heart. Xiaobei didn't know who to talk to about this matter, and in a hurry, the only thing he could think of was Guo Zilin. But before the matter is cleared up, she can't call her rashly. I had to carry it myself.

The morning is Professor Glasses' class, and he specially called Xiaobei to congratulate him after class, if it was yesterday, Xiaobei would feel very happy, but now, other people's congratulations have added to her uneasiness.

"Xiang Xiaobei, what's wrong with you, I see that you are not in the right state today."

"Oh...... I'm fine, Professor Yuan. ”

"In the next stage, you must prepare for the defense in advance, according to my past experience, the questions asked by the judges of the organizing committee are all about your selection of materials and cut-in, of course, it will also involve your usual professional accumulation, although you have a good foundation, but you can't ignore this link, don't do unprepared battles."

The glasses professor was still teaching, and Xiaobei's heart became more and more uncomfortable, so he had to nod again and again.

"Yes, Professor Yuan, I will."

In the afternoon, Xiaobei took a bus to Daqin Mansion, and along the way, she couldn't imagine who the anonymous reporter would be. In his heart, he was very worried that he would meet Qin Xiao in the Great Qin Mansion, and when he asked about her, she would be even more shameless. Looking back, I thought, why do I feel empty about what I haven't done?

Entered the lobby of the building, fortunately, there were not many people at this point, Xiaobei registered his name at the front desk, took the access card and went to the thirty-third floor, and the journey was very smooth. This made Xiaobei breathe a sigh of relief.

On the phone, Miss Li received Xiaobei and led her to a small office, where two men and a woman were seated.

"Xiang Xiaobei? Have a seat. ”

A woman in a black suit next to him beckoned Xiaobei to sit down.

"Since the Daqin Cup Modeling Competition was held five years ago, it has provided a good stage for Qingcheng architectural design talents and formed a credible brand in the industry. Miss Xiang, take a look, is the person in these photos you? ”

Xiaobei's palms are already sweaty, looking at those photos, they are all her and Xu Jianan's, in the book bar she and Xu Jiannan have a happy afternoon tea, stroll in the school, eat in the restaurant, get off Xu Jianan's car......"

It turned out that the black-box operation referred to the encirclement that she relied on Xu Jianan's relationship. It doesn't matter if she is wronged, but Xu Jianan can't suffer this kind of slander in vain.

"These pictures are me, but ......"

"What is the relationship between Miss Xiang and Mr. Xu Jianan? Have you ever talked about modeling competitions in your interactions? ”

After hearing Xiaobei's confirmation, the other party didn't seem to listen patiently to Xiaobei's defense, but confirmed it according to their way of thinking.

"Mr. Xu is my senior, and it was Professor Yuan who introduced me to him."

"Contact him for what?"

"About picture reading skills. But he never talked about my project or gave me any advice on the project, and he never told me anything about the competition. ”

"And what is this picture doing?"

The man in the middle pointed to the big picture on the projection, and Xu Jiannan was pointing to a set of drawings spread out to explain to Xiaobei.

"This is not a project drawing I chose."

Xiaobei pleaded anxiously.

"How can Miss Xiang prove that you did not apply the elements in these drawings, or that you did not use Mr. Xu Jiannan's creativity in the production?"

How to prove it? Xiaobei was speechless.

"I really don't have ...... The seniors didn't do anything against the rules of the competition......"

She also felt powerless about Xiaobei's words, but she really hadn't done it, and neither did Xu Jianan.