Pure and Virtuous Woman: The main room kills the alliance

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

For Yan Qingruo, it has been a long time since she looked at her with such firm and trusting eyes, let alone such words of confidence that encouraged her.

From the very beginning, especially when she returned to the city where she grew up a year ago, she has been subjected to various rumors and accusations.

At that time, she was in pain, if it wasn't because Yan Nuo Nuo was still in her heart, telling her not to give up, not to make Yan Nuo Nuo unable to survive because of her giving up, maybe she would have chosen a road of no return at that time .

Thinking back to Yan Qingruo who used to be in the past, suddenly a picture flashed through her mind, Yan Qingruo's eyes lit up immediately, and her expression was a little excited.

She grabbed Wei Linnan's hands, and then said: "I remembered, I still have a few pictures I drew when I was studying, and they never appeared before. I'm going to change them now and take them away. contest."

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

Perhaps because of the previous incident, Wei Linnan was afraid that she would be affected, so he comforted her again: "Qing Ruo, no matter what happened before, you just need to treat him as a small episode, so you just need to take your heart back, Just correct that work properly, no matter what the result is submitted, I will always be by your side, if you have any questions, please let me know."

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

In the end, all the thousands of words in my heart turned into one sentence, "Lin Nan, thank you."

But Wei Linnan stretched out his hand indifferently, and pushed her towards the studio, "Go and change it quickly. The competition said that it ends tomorrow, but today is probably the last night. I'm afraid I will submit it tomorrow." Deduct an impression point."

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

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

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

After submitting the painting, Yan Qingruo didn't pay too much attention to it. For her, whether the painting is good or not is still a matter, and since she has already submitted it, she just needs to wait for the notification.

The more important thing now is that if the painting is not selected to win the award, then she has to seize all the time she can make money and keep accumulating review fees for Yan Nunuuo.

But the facts are not always so satisfactory, soon Yan Qingruo got the notification of the game, but it was not about the result of the game.

Because the painting submitted by Yan Qingruo was found to be too similar to a talented female painter by the competition team, it was extremely suspected of plagiarism.

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

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

So when Yan Qingruo heard the news, she went directly to the competition group without stopping at all, wanting to explain something.

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

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 drawn by her stroke by stroke, she would probably be the same as these people and think that the difference between the two paintings is , one of them was painted by plagiarism.

Thinking like this, Yan Qingruo quickly opened her mouth and explained to everyone: "My painting is not plagiarized, although I don't know why the two paintings are so similar, but these words are indeed drawn by me. Yes, so there is no question of plagiarism at all.”

However, regarding her words, the competition team replied with a very serious expression: "You said you are not plagiarism? Then you must at least explain to us why the painting you submitted is so similar to this artist's painting. You Do you know this artist?"

Yan Qingruo, who was questioned, pursed her lips and shook her head, "I don't know, but this painting was completed by me when I was in middle school, and I just retouched it when I submitted it a few days ago. You guys You can see the background color, it is obviously not the color of the past two years, and..."

However, the people who were talking about getting Yan Qingruo to show evidence just now dismissed the painting she brought up, and never even glanced at it.

Directly accusing: "Miss Yan, you have to know that what we want is evidence to prove that you are the original author of this painting, but the painter you plagiarized and the words that were painted have been published some time ago. And there is sufficient evidence to prove that unless you can show it and your painting was published earlier, we can only judge that your entry is a plagiarized work.”

Yan Qingruo naturally knew the meaning of what this person said, but it just so happened that when she first painted this painting, she had never seen many people, let alone be able to produce other evidence up.

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

Compared to her, Yan Qingruo was just a silent soldier who disappeared among the crowd, how could she compare to her.

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

Especially when they questioned her now, Yan Qingruo couldn't produce any evidence, which made her more suspicious.

"Okay, Ms. Yan, since you can't produce evidence, it's useless to explain to us, so please do yourself." The man who said this winked at the people around him, and then he The crowd handed over the words in their hands.

Several people then left directly, leaving behind Yan Qingruo who stayed where they were, watching their backs going away, hesitating to speak.

In the end, Yan Qingruo, who chose to give up explaining, looked at the painting in her hand, and then recalled the painting that was too similar to her work, her expression could not help but sink slightly.

Now she needs this bonus too much, and for her, it is absolutely unacceptable to be accused of plagiarism. For a creator, as long as she is labeled as plagiarism, she will be completely destroyed.

Thinking this way, Yan Qingruo didn't stay where she was too much, but was going to find the "original" artist who accused her of plagiarism—Qing Fangxue.

Because Qingfangxue has gained a great reputation in recent years, and was also crowned the title of "Genius Female Painter".

So the place where she is is also very easy to find, but just a simple inquiry, she found the person who was looking at the paintings in the painting hall under the instructions of others.

Yan Qingruo, who found the person, walked over at a very fast pace, "Miss Qing, hello."

Qing Fangxue, who was called by name, heard the voice subconsciously flooded her face, and then turned around, "You...okay, you are?"

Qing Fangxue had already seen too many people who wanted to get close to her, and she herself just wanted to reply a few words politely before leaving.But when she turned around, she saw Yan Qingruo, who was plainly dressed but had an overly coquettish appearance, making her look extraordinary even in that cheap dress.

Qing Fangxue, who is pretentious and extremely confident in her appearance, couldn't help but her pupils suddenly contracted when she saw Yan Qingruo, and then a feeling of jealousy surged up to suppress the smile on her face To lighten up a bit.

But Yan Qingruo, who wanted to ask about the painting, didn't notice her strange look, but replied politely with a smile: "Miss Qing, I'm really sorry to disturb you to look at the painting, but I I have something very important to ask you."

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

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

However, before she could finish her inquiry, she was interrupted by Qing Fangxue with a bit of annoyance, "So it's you. It's a little strange, even if you want to learn from my painting, you still have to change it a little bit, so similar, are you afraid that the competition group won't be able to see the gap between the two?"

Yan Qingruo, who was still asking politely, felt angry when she heard that she directly defined her painting as plagiarism so unceremoniously.

Because no one is more familiar with her painting than her. She drew it with one stroke at the beginning, and Qingfangxue's painting is too similar to hers.

No matter how similar the two people's thoughts are, they are not realistic paintings after all, so how could they overlap to such an extent.