He bent his eyes slightly and said, "It's nothing, don't be afraid." ”

Xiao Qiao nodded thoughtfully, he was still worried that Xia Yan would be unhappy, but Xia Yan had already opened the book, and it seemed that his learning attitude was not affected by this incident at all.

Lu Bingwen took Xia Yan a few pieces of lemon gummies, Xia Yan quietly peeled one off and put it in his mouth, and then looked at the new message sent by Lu Bingwen: Don't be angry, eat sugar.

Xia Yan bent his eyes lightly and replied: Don't you have to go to work?

Lu Bingwen: It's not as important as you.

He accompanied Xia Yan to listen to the class for a while, and suddenly felt that Xia Yan seemed to be very unhappy today, Lu Bingwen deeply reflected on his hooligan behavior last night, but felt that something was wrong.

He went to the T forum to take a look, and the post accusing Xia Yan of plagiarism had been topped into a hot post, and there was everything that was ugly in the post.

Lu Bingwen frowned, and said in his heart, which thing is not long-sighted.

Lu Bingwen silently sent a message to Xia Yan: Don't tell me if you are wronged?

Xia Yan: It's okay, it's just a trivial matter, let's deal with it after class.

Lu Bingwen replied to him: No need to wait for the end of class.

Lu Bingwen: You can go to class with peace of mind, and I'll pick you up for dinner later.

After that, Lu Bingwen disappeared.

Xia Yan was stunned, and the position on his side was vacant, leaving only a few lemon gummies on the table.

He was inexplicably a little empty in his heart, and the grievances he had suffered were magnified a lot at this moment, and he didn't know where Lu Bingwen went, whether he went to work, or went to solve the problem for him.

In fact, he also couldn't calm down to listen to the class, and he spent the days he was on the third floor of the school library, and because of obsessive-compulsive disorder, he sat in the easternmost position on the third floor every time. Except for lunchtime, when the library is closed, he will go to the cafeteria to eat something and come back to continue drawing, and will not go back to the dormitory halfway.

He began to seriously recall whether there were any suspicious people in those days, and after a while, he sent a message to Xiao Qiao, saying: Qiao, have you seen Han Changan?

Xiao Qiao really dug three feet into the ground and found him a photo of Han Changan participating in the school sports run, and said: It's this one.

Xia Yan suddenly realized when he saw the photo, he had seen this person, in the days when he was in the library, Han Changan in the photo would come to help the school administrator sort out the books every day. This job is considered a way of work-study at T University, and the working hours are generally at noon when there are fewer people, that is, between 12 o'clock and 1 o'clock.

And this time happened to be when Xia Yan went to eat.

Chapter 57: Slapping the face and plagiarizing the dog

By the time the break came, Xiao Qiao couldn't help but scold.

"I've seen you draw so many editions with my own eyes, and this idiot actually said that he would copy it, and use it to curry favor with his future mentor?" Xiao Qiao looked disgusted, and whispered, "Plagiarism dog is still worthy of being an architectural designer?" I'll go with you to him after class! Then again, Yanyan, how did you get copied by him? ”

"I didn't take my computer with me during my lunch break in the library." Xia Yan said, "You can go and see the surveillance on the third floor of the library in a while." ”

"Damn, he's damn good." Little Joe clenched his fists, "I happen to know a librarian teacher, and after a while I said that something was lost, and asked him if he could take a look at the surveillance." ”

Xia Yan looked at Xiao Qiao's indignant appearance, but comforted Xiao Qiao, and said lightly: "It's okay, it will be solved." But I didn't have much contact with this senior before, Xiao Qiao, what about you? ”

"I've heard him share his experience before. Han Changan's GPA in the past four years has been the first in his major, and it is said that he has kept it because his girlfriend is in the school next door. It's really a person who knows his face but doesn't know his heart, pretending to be a dog, crawling in the dark behind his back. ”

The Department of Architecture of T University is five years old, and Han Changan is a senior this year, and he has just confirmed that he has been admitted to the school next door, but not to the school where the Department of Architecture is more superior.

"However, the grapevine is that he wanted to defect to Professor Wei, the boss of our hospital, but Professor Wei refused him for some reason, and then he went next door."

Professor Wei is the head of the Department of Architecture, but he is a strict teacher, although he has brought out a lot of high-level apprentices, he is really not smiling, and basically only accepts students from the university.

Xia Yan nodded: "I heard that if you want to apply for Mr. Wei's graduate school, in addition to the research materials, you have to submit another set of design drawings to the teacher separately." ”

Little Joe sneered and said, "Oh, that's no wonder. I used to wonder why he didn't keep his school, but now I know. It must be that Professor Wei doesn't like his works, so he doesn't want him, this B is probably hit hard, and he began to look for another way. ”

Xia Yan saw Han Changan's resume in the Honor List of the Department of Architecture, in addition to his excellent academic performance, he also participated in many competitions, but most of them were intramural competitions, and he never won the first prize, only the second or third prize.

These competitions will be archived in the school, so he went to the official website of the college and flipped through Han Changan's works.

Compared with the excellent results, Han Changan's design works are mediocre.

In the first two years of the competition, Han Changan's works were very ordinary, basically decent and error-free, but they could not be said to be spiritual.

But after his junior year, his work suddenly improved a lot better than before.

Xia Yan has seen a lot of excellent design works with his parents since he was a child, and he can probably guess why Mr. Wei didn't accept him as a student.

As a designer, you must at least have some of your own ideas and styles, but every work of Han Changan has heavy traces of imitation, and a mentor like Director Wei will definitely not look down on it.

Dogs can't change eating, Han Changan can swagger and copy it in the library, then he doesn't look like a novice, maybe he is a habitual offender.

Xia Yan kept every piece of Han Changan's work after his junior year on the pad and looked at it carefully, and the part that Han Changan plagiarized was the most brilliant part of his entire drawing. Xia Yan looked over one by one and circled the most brilliant parts of each drawing.

If you are an ordinary person, you probably can't see anything wrong with these drawings. But Xia Yan's memory is very good, almost to the point of unforgettable, he stared at the drawings of Han Changan who won the second prize in the school design competition last time for a while, and suddenly felt that this drawing was very familiar.

Xia Yan closed his eyes, went through all the designers he knew in just five minutes, and finally found the clue!

This picture does have a large area of plagiarism. But it was not a domestic designer who copied it, but a niche designer abroad.

He found this drawing from a chat with his company's architect, because he decided early on to study architecture, and his uncle, the company's chief designer, would share some excellent works from home and abroad to him from time to time.

He sent the drawings to Xiao Qiao, and Xiao Qiao replied to him in shock: Damn, this person is a habitual copyist?!

Xia Yan: Yes, I just took a look, and there is plagiarism in both P1 and P3.

Xiao Qiao: Awesome, come on, send me the drawings, I'll make a beautiful comparison rendering for you and send it to the forum, I don't know if I think this big brother is copying.

Xia Yan: Okay, then I'll sort it out and send it to you, thank you~

Xiao Qiao: Ahhh And the teacher said that he deleted the monitoring for a few days, but this b was a hundred secrets and missed a day!

Xia Yan looked at these photos and found that during the lunch break, Han Changan really went to peek at his drawings and even took photos.

Xia Yan: Thank you, Qiaoqiao!

Little Joe: Baby!

Xia Yan: [Ragdoll question]

Little Joe: I wanted to ask just now, do you have a nice scent, what kind of woody perfume is it?

Xiao Qiao knows how to ask questions.

Xia Yan's face was red when he was asked, he didn't use perfume himself, but because he was with Lu Bingwen every day, Lu Bingwen kissed and hugged him, and he was hugged and slept all night last night, and the faint smell of pine on his body naturally touched his body.

Xia Yan: ...... Maybe it's a family aromatherapy.

A real good male ghost can not only be a humanoid antipyretic patch for male college students, but also a humanoid incense for male college students.

At this time, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and today was a cloudy day, Han Changan was in the study room of the school next door with his future brothers and sisters to draw pictures for the tutor, because the light was too dim, and the lights were turned on in the study room.

The walls of the study hall are hung with all kinds of excellent drawings, some of which have been turned into high-rise buildings.

Han Changan looked at these pictures, and hooked the corners of his mouth a little proudly, saying in his heart that as long as he followed Teacher Wan, then he would not worry about his future development.

During the break, his senior brother praised: "Xiao Han, you may not know, Teacher Wan was originally full, but he saw your work in the design competition, and he directly replaced a very powerful junior in your class with Teacher Liu, and you just entered our division." ”

Han Changan had a modest smile on his face, and he said, "I'm just lucky, Teacher Wan is so powerful, I'm already lucky to be able to accept me." ”

"Where did you get the inspiration for this drawing?" The senior sister was curious, "The style is very special, and it is both practical and beautiful, you have a good art foundation." ”

"Yes, I heard that Xiao Han's work was plagiarized by his junior brother, and this junior brother is too disagreeable, he even dares to copy you." Another senior brother said, "This matter has spread all over T University, and I think that junior brother can't get along in T University." ”

Han Changan's smile was still the same, but his heart began to feel empty.

He didn't specialize in art before entering college, but he temporarily hugged Buddha's feet during the summer vacation, and he didn't have any art background, and even copying Xia Yan's picture was wasted a lot of energy.

He has been boasting of his smart mind since he was a child, excellent in learning, and a "genius" who grew up with the halo of a good student, and the biggest setback in his life was that he discovered his mediocrity after starting to design drawings.

When he didn't have any ideas of his own, he began to imitate other people's works like crazy, trying to get some inspiration and benefit from it.

When he was in graduate school, he took the design drawings he was most satisfied with to visit Professor Wei, the best in the department, but Professor Wei didn't like his works, not only refused to accept him as an apprentice, but also lightly threw down a sentence: "You are not suitable for drawing, you are so good at basic science, you can consider changing majors." ”

This sentence is undoubtedly a huge blow to a person who has wanted to be an architectural designer since childhood. Because he felt disgraced, he applied to another school at the same level, and wanted to defect to Teacher Wan, the big cow in this school, but only one Qingjiao was willing to accept him under the door, and Teacher Wan, who he wanted to follow, never replied to his email.

That day, he was sorting out books in the library, and happened to see Xia Yan drawing in the corner.

Xia Yan herself is more beautiful than the photos widely circulated on the forum, and when you look at it from a distance, she is a pleasing cold beauty.

Because he had heard all kinds of rumors about Xia Yan from his roommates a long time ago, he was curious, so he took advantage of the one-hour closing time at noon to peek at Xia Yan's works.

Who knew that this look would be shocking.

The beauty of Xia Yan's drawings is no less than that of himself.

Xia Yan happens to be the kind of person he is most jealous of, he can reach heights that others can't reach in his life without much effort, and he is a real genius.

Jealousy and vanity made him take pictures and write down Xia Yan's drawings, and in the following days, Xia Yan updated the drawings every day, and he would secretly take pictures at noon every day, and follow Xia Yan to change his works.

The perfect work of the copy has become more perfect little by little under Xia Yan's modification. And because he could see the progress every day, he also clearly understood Xia Yan's thinking, and he gained more frustrations from it.

One night not long ago, he made a slight modification to the copied drawing, sent it to Mr. Wan with the attitude of giving it a try, and pretended to ask if he could participate in the competition with Mr. Wan.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Wan, who had not replied to his email, sent him a whole paragraph of praise half an hour later, and wrote at the end of this paragraph: I am very optimistic about you and welcome you to join our school! If you want, I will send your drawing directly to the competition review team for review, and you should be able to get good results.

The last trace of guilt turned into a virtual shadow with Mr. Wan's praise, Han Changan grew up in the pursuit of countless people, and he has never received so much praise for his design draft.

The drawings of T University had to be screened in the school for a round before they could be submitted for review, and Teacher Wan had to personally help him submit them for review, so Han Changan took advantage of this time and took Xia Yan's drawings as his own.

"What's wrong, Han?" The senior sister said, "Are you too tired, look at your eyes so tired." ”

"It's a little, then I'll wash my face." Han Changan smiled, "I slept late last night when I drew pictures." ”

"Hey, that's hardworking...... It's really pitiful to be plagiarized by someone on the stall. ”

Han Changan walked out of the study room as if he had escaped, for fear that his senior brother and sister would continue to ask him about this picture.

Where did the inspiration come from? Why is it drawn like that?

He didn't know any of this, because he was a plagiarist, and he could only copy the appearance of the design, but he couldn't understand the deeper meaning of each design.

At this time, it was drizzling outside the window, Han Changan walked into the bathroom and washed his face, then stood in front of the window of the bathroom and looked at the gloomy scenery outside the window.

"Chang'an, why are you in a daze?"

At this time, Han Changan's voice came from behind him.

Han Changan was about to turn back, but he heard someone behind him: "Is your heart weak, plagiarizing the dog?" ”

Han Changan was startled, but he turned around and slammed his spirit.

In this empty bathroom, he is obviously the only one, how can there be any senior brother?

He opened the door from toilet cubicle to toilet cubicle and looked, but there was no one to see. But the senior brother who had just spoken sounded like he was standing not far behind him, how could he disappear so quickly, without even a sound of footsteps?