Pure and Virtuous Woman: The main room kills the alliance

Yan Qingruo, who hadn't recovered herself, suddenly saw someone pointing at her, calling her a "plagiarist" in a disgusted and contemptuous tone, and her heart skipped a beat.

Obviously, she had already been judged as "plagiarism", and her work was not eligible to participate because of the controversy, but she still received an invitation letter for the award ceremony.

When she came to the art gallery as scheduled, she found that the time for the awards ceremony had already passed, and when she appeared here, everyone's eyes were cast on her in unison.

Now that it's such a time, what else is there that Yan Qingruo can't understand?
She smiled silently, then looked at the man with piercing eyes who stretched out his hand to accuse her of plagiarism, and asked word by word: "Excuse me, sir, what evidence do you have to prove that I am the one who plagiarized?" people?"

Xu Shiman didn't expect Yan Qingruo to retort like this, and after a moment of stunned, he realized again, "Your works are exactly the same as those of Qing painter, you didn't plagiarize them, so it's possible that she could have made such self-destructive works." A matter of reputation?"

In everyone's subconscious mind, Qing Fangxue is already well-known, and there is no need to copy other people's paintings.Not to mention the painting of an unknown person.

And if she really does this kind of thing, there is no impenetrable wall in the world, and she will always be caught. Even if a famous painter does not participate in this competition, it is absolutely impossible to intentionally plagiarize One, a painting of a person who participated in the same game.

At this moment, they just stood in Qingfangxue's position and thought about it. They never thought that since Yan Qingruo could come to participate in this exhibition, there would be a painting exhibition where Qingfangxue haunted.

How could it be so stupid to submit a so-called "plagiarized" painting in front of her.

And following the man's voice, the people around Yan Qingruo also began to whisper, and their eyes kept on looking at Yan Qingruo.

Even if she couldn't hear clearly, Yan Qingruo could clearly see that their eyes were full of disgust and contempt.

Looking at this very familiar gaze, Yan Qingruo's heart became even colder. She never expected that after such a long time, she would be surrounded by such gazes again.

At the beginning, those people listened to one side of the story and thought she was a shameless woman who ruined her family and ruined her family.

Now these people, because of some unrealistic things that she has never done at all, confirm that she is the most "plagiarist", and she is also a "plagiarist" who dare not admit it.

Yan Qingruo, with a slight smile on her lips, turned her eyes indifferent, "Then why did I plagiarize? I knew that Qing Fangxue was going to come to this art exhibition, but I still plagiarized her paintings?"

Regarding Yan Qingruo's words, the man obviously didn't think about it, and he didn't respond for a while.

The curly-haired man beside him sneered, and then said in an accusing tone: "Who knows what you're thinking? None of us thought of this possibility, and who knows, did you just catch it?" That's why I plagiarized intentionally, and then used the reason I had thought up a long time ago to justify it when the Dong Chuang incident happened."

The man who was standing and accusing Yan Qingruo heard what the curly-haired man said, and suddenly he opened his mouth, and said with a bit of contempt in his expression: "That is to say, I think you have this kind of thinking, I didn't expect You, a woman, are so thoughtful, and we will definitely not welcome someone like you to participate in the competition!"

As the man's voice fell, the people around stopped whispering, but echoed one after another, "Yes, we absolutely do not welcome such ugly people to compete!"

"This kind of person is simply tarnishing the meaning of this game!"

"Get out of here quickly!"

"That's right, get the hell out of here. You still have the face to attend the awards ceremony! Pooh!"

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All kinds of reprimands and insults sounded continuously in Yan Qingruo, and everyone was upholding the justice in their hearts.

Just because Yan Qingruo is a "plagiarist", a person they define as a "plagiarist", she should be targeted in this way, and she should not be refuted.

Being targeted with mocking words and looked at with disdainful eyes, Yan Qingruo just stood there quietly, looking around with her lips tightly pressed.

She didn't know what she did wrong, it was clearly drawn by her own hands, stroke by stroke, but just because of Qing Fangxue's words, she was labeled as "plagiarism".

And now, for some inexplicable reason, standing here, being surrounded by people and constantly criticizing.

Yan Qingruo, who had a lot of grievances in her heart, forcibly endured the bitterness that had been accumulated deep in her heart for a long time, and now it was constantly rising.

Yan Qingruo, who tried her best to ignore the scolding and doubting voices around her, took a deep breath, and then looked at the crowd again and said, "There is no evidence for the plagiarism, and I will find a way to find out." Prove that the painting is my own work, and now you are slandering me as a plagiarist with a few words, completely..."

But the words she explained, in the eyes of everyone, were completely justified because of a guilty conscience after the plot was exposed, without the slightest credibility.

Seeing the louder and louder reprimands from the crowd, Yan Qingruo clenched her hands hanging by her side more and more tightly. Just when she wanted to push away those accusers and turned to leave, she kept standing not far away. Qing Fangxue, who was watching all this quietly, got up suddenly and walked over from the side.

I saw her following everyone's gaze, approaching Yan Qingruo slowly, and then looked at everyone with a bit of understanding and said, "Calm down, everyone, about the painting, although I don't want to admit that Yan Qingruo Miss is a plagiarist, but I have to admit it. I am also very sorry for the leak of the painting, and now I need everyone to seek justice for me."

Compared to Yan Qingruo's attitude of refusing to admit that she had obviously plagiarized and obtained the stolen goods at the same time, everyone looked at Yan Qingruo when they looked at Qing Fangxue's expression in front of them. His eyes became even more contemptuous, and the scolding sound in his ears suddenly became louder.

Yan Qingruo, who still wanted to try to explain again, saw the mistrust on everyone's faces, and instantly understood what Heqing Fangxue said just now. In this situation, no matter what No one would listen to what she said, let alone believe her explanation.

Yan Qingruo, who was completely disappointed in her heart, looked at Qing Fangxue who was talking to the crowd with a bit of despair on her face, and there was even a bit of hatred in her eyes.

Perhaps it was because her hateful gaze was too stinging, Qing Fangxue's body froze slightly, and then she turned around with a smile on her face.

Deliberately approaching Yan Qingruo's side, covering up the smug smile on her face, making sure that only two people can see it, she said braggingly, "Did you see it? As I said, Yan Qingruo, you have never been a threat, as long as I move my hands, no, I can get rid of you without even moving my hands."

Qing Fangxue, who was talking, suddenly paused, then seemed to remember something, sneered in her ear, and said again: "I tell you, this matter is just a warning, if you let me know you Has anything to do with Chu Mu. Don't say that you can't stay in the painting world, I will make you completely unable to stay in this city, no matter what industry you are in!"

After saying this, Qing Fangxue raised her head that was next to her ear, and the complacent look on her face became her usual look again.

And under the attraction of Qingfangxue, the people who surrounded her gradually turned their eyes and attention to Qingfangxue.

Yu Yan Qingruo was different, everyone who had been scolding her just now, when facing Qing Fangxue now, her words were full of consolation and praise, and her expression also showed a genuine smile of.

Looking at the expressions of the people in front of her, Yan Qingruo let out a chuckle. After spending a year here without incident, it made her forget that people are so fickle and always follow the wishes in their hearts. Thoughts and self-righteousness.

Yan Qingruo, who was so conscious in her heart, no longer looked at the crowd, but turned around and left silently.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were all focused on Qing Fangxue, and no one stopped her from leaving.

Just when Yan Qingruo thought that this matter would come to an end, she didn't expect that she received a piece of news that completely disappointed her when she got home.

Just because of a few short lines of text on the mobile phone, it has completely cut off her future path.

Those unreasonable people charged her with "plagiarism", and now she is not allowed to enter the illustration industry from now on.

After receiving this notice, Yan Qingruo also knew that no one would dare to cooperate with her even if she continued to paint from now on, and her reputation was completely destroyed in this competition up.

"Injustice... Isn't the pain I have suffered enough? Why do you want to take it away?" Yan Qingruo looked at the words on the phone and felt an unspeakable pain in her heart.

Now she doesn't know what to do, she has completely lost the qualification to stay in the illustration industry, even if she can find evidence to prove that she did not plagiarize, with Qing Fangxue's ability, I am afraid that she will directly put this This thing is suppressed.