On the day of the blind date, I got a license with the president and my boss

Zhou Liangqi's destination was a quiet tea room, Jiang Shu was unwilling to go in with him, he didn't force it.

She knew she couldn't escape, so she just closed her eyes and took a nap in the car, but as soon as she closed her eyes, various things would appear in her mind, and Fu Shiyan's appearance was very clear in the broken frame.

keep her from sleeping.

Jiang Shu simply took out the sketchbook from his bag, but for a moment he didn't know what to draw. Looking around, he happened to catch a glimpse of Zhou Liangqi sitting in the tea room by the window. His hair was a little messy. Slightly straight, thin lips slightly pursed, he has a very extraordinary demeanor.

She involuntarily picked up the pen and quickly drew the outline, the carbon brushed across the paper, and the sound was pleasant.

After half an hour, she patted the paper and stood it up. Zhou Liangqi in a painting was lifelike, and the shadow covered by the long eyelashes was handled just right.

In the following time, she was bored and began to revise this hasty painting.

She was so engrossed that she didn't notice anyone around her.

"What are you drawing?" a familiar voice.

Jiang Shu's whole body was not well, and as soon as he loosened his grip, the sketch paper slowly floated on the ground and reached his feet.

When Zhou Liangqi bowed his head, Jiang Shu wished he could dig a hole and bury himself.

He picked up the paper, looked at it carefully, and said to Jiang Shu with satisfaction: "The painting is not bad."

Jiang Shu couldn't find an expression to respond, "Are you saying that I draw well, or are you praising yourself for being good-looking?"

She felt it was very necessary to cleanse herself: "I didn't mean to draw you, I was just... a little bored."

Zhou Liangqi leaned against the car door, a little uninhibited, and raised the drawing paper: "Can this painting be given to me?"

Jiang Shu has nothing to do, "It's fine, as long as you don't sue me."

"I'm not a narrow-minded person."

At the beginning of the night, Jiang Shu was busy. Suddenly, she received a call from Xiao Chen, "It's not good, today's gold award announcement, someone found out that your design is very similar to Song Ke's!"

She frowned suddenly, and wanted to use her mobile phone to watch, but found it inconvenient, Zhou Liangqi reached out in time, "Use mine."

On Weibo, the hype has already turned to Yingtian.

Xiao Chen was still asking, "This is slander, have you found any evidence?"

"Not yet, I suspect now that there are ghosts in the company."

"Forget about that, go online now and watch Weibo!" Her tone was as urgent as possible.

"I don't know who exposed the design draft of you and Song Ke on Weibo, and now the comments below are about to explode."

The person who posted the blog was obviously a trumpet, he didn't say anything, and directly uploaded the picture, Jiang Shu's name under the manuscript was particularly eye-catching, this drawing corresponded to Song Keyao, causing an uproar.

"Isn't this Jiang Shu who came out to speak last time?"

"The gold medal won by plagiarism...I doubt Fu's level."

"Plagiarism is not uncommon these days, but it's the first time I've seen such obvious plagiarism, bull."

But after a while, the number of comments has exceeded [-]. Enthusiastic netizens took the topic of #Fu Shi Jiang Shu Plagiarism# on the hot search, and they have already been taken away by public opinion.

Deliberately bringing up the topic of Fu's, the target must not only be aimed at her.

Jiang Shu subconsciously glanced at Zhou Liangqi, who raised his eyebrows, which meant that it had nothing to do with him.

In the comment area, vicious and ugly words emerged one after another, and they were obviously strangers, but they speculated on her with the most malicious thoughts.