After entering the book, he stole the heroine's charming attributes

Shen Li looked at Qiao Hou. Even at this time, his expression was still wooden. Did he have facial paralysis? It seemed that he only had this one expression. There was one good thing about this, which was that others couldn't tell from his face who was lying.

"Gentlemen, my grandson could not have plagiarized. He has excellent literary talent. He started reading when he was young. When he was ten years old, he could write poems. How could he plagiarize others?" Qiao Hou's grandmother said anxiously.

For the sake of her grandson, she dared to speak now.

"Jiang Toyota, you said Qiao Hou plagiarized. Do you have any evidence?" asked the dean.

"I... after I finished writing the poem, Qiao Hou came to me and said he wanted to see it, so I showed it to him. But when I wanted to see his poem, he declined, saying it was not finished yet. I have not shown it to anyone else except him. Now he showed me my poem. Isn't this plagiarism? Besides, everyone knows that his literary talent is not as good as mine. Even if I want to plagiarize, I will not copy his."

At this time, everyone started talking again. Indeed, Jiang Toyota did not need to take the risk of plagiarism.

Grandma Qiao said anxiously: "Impossible, my grandson has been studying since he was young, how could his literary talent be worse than yours?"

The dean said loudly: "Quiet, Qiao Hou, what do you say?"

"I am not as talented as him in writing, but this poem was written when I was inspired. After I finished it, I happily took it to Jiang Fengtian and asked him to help me take a look. He even said that he envied me because I could have such a good inspiration to write such a good poem, and he himself could not write it."

Shen Li looked at Qiao Hou. What a talent. He lied so easily? Or had he already thought of a lie in advance? He didn't expect such a dull person to have such a sophisticated mind.

Looking at this, in the original book, no wonder the eldest brother couldn’t seek justice, so cool.

"Wen Yi, who do you think is telling the truth?" Shen Han asked in a low voice.

"No comment." He didn't know these two people very well, so it was better not to make any subjective judgments.

Shen Xing said disdainfully: "Anyway, one person is telling the truth."

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Shen Li said.

"So who is the one who plagiarized that person?"

"How about we make a bet? If I guess right, you promise me something. If I guess wrong, I ask you to propose something."

"So what do you want to say?"

Still cautious: "I haven't thought about it yet, but it won't be too extreme, is that okay?"

"Deal, who do you say it is?"

Shen Li didn't say anything, and everyone looked at her.

She pointed at Qiao Hou.

Shen Han couldn't believe it, but if it were Jiang Toyota, he would probably have the same reaction.

Shen Xing felt that he might win because Qiao Hou looked like an honest man and didn't look like a plagiarist.

Guan Wenyi believed Shen Li, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Jiang Toyota was so angry that he was breathing heavily. He raised his fist to hit Qiao Hou, but Wei Jing quickly stopped him.

"You are such a shameless person, you are actually confusing right and wrong and slandering others."

Qiao Hou didn't react at all, and didn't even blink. Grandma Qiao stood in front of him and said, "Young man, not only are you wrongly accusing my grandson, but you're also going to use force on him?"

The dean shouted, "Stop it, both of you are saying that the other person copied your poem, but neither of you can provide any substantial evidence, right?"

Neither of them spoke.

Shen Li started to think about it. It seemed that the reason why Qiao Hou chose Jiang Toyota was probably because he was like his elder brother, without any background or family background. Otherwise, why didn't he copy Wei Jing's? It was because Wei Jing had a good family background and he didn't dare to take the risk of offending him.

In fact, she really wanted to help Jiang Toyota, because he was afraid that this incident would ruin him.

Although it was not easy for Qiao Hou and his grandson to live through it, this was not a reason to harm others, as it is not easy for anyone.

Now the matter has come to a stalemate, with each side sticking to their own opinion and neither can prove who is the real author of the poem or who is the plagiarist.

Although the dean and the other two took this matter seriously, they did not have any effective solution. They stood there in embarrassment, discussing something in a low voice.

Shen Li listened to everyone's discussion. Most people still favored Qiao Hou and thought what he said was true. The families of some students did not understand him and could only look at his face. They thought Qiao Hou was honest, so they tended to favor him.

Only a small number of students felt that his knowledge and literary talent were not as good as Jiang Fengtian's, and that he could not write such a poem at his level, so they thought it was reasonable that he must have plagiarized.

She wanted to help, but couldn't think of any good ideas for the time being, so she whispered to Shen Han: "Brother, if you write poems, don't you write a draft of the poem or something?"

"It depends on personal habits. Some people will write and then slowly figure it out. Some people will be inspired and write it all at once without any drafts. From what I know about these two people, they both have this habit."

Shen Li thought that the poem was not written by Qiao Hou, so he should not have the manuscript. "Brother, can't you prove it by asking Jiang Fengtian to take out his manuscript?"

Shen Han also thought of this, so he stood up and said, "Dean, I have an idea that may be able to prove it."

The dean and the other two stopped discussing and looked up at Shen Han: "Hurry up and tell me."

"The students are friends with the two of them. In fact, no matter who the result is, I don't want it. But the truth is the truth. Based on my understanding of them, when they wrote poems, they would have drafts of the poems. As long as someone can take them out, it will be clear who wrote the poem."

The two of them naturally heard what Shen Han said. Qiao Hou remained calm, but Jiang Toyota gave a bitter smile.

Everyone looked at the two of them, but neither of them said anything.

The dean said anxiously, "Qiao Hou, you speak first."

“The students don’t have any poems.”

Those who had previously sided with him suddenly felt slapped in the face and began to discuss in low voices.

Qiao Hou continued, "I wrote it down in one go because I was suddenly inspired, so there is no draft of the poem."

The people on the field began to change again. Some people even nodded repeatedly, thinking that this was normal.

Jiang Fengtian also heard what the people on the field said. His face was a little pale and sweaty at this time. He didn't care about being polite and wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeves: "I originally had a draft of the poem, but I don't know when it disappeared. When I found it, I felt strange, but the poem was already finished, so I didn't care."

"Are you saying that your poetry manuscript is lost?" asked the dean.

"Yes... yes." Jiang Toyota stuttered a little, feeling very unsure. He knew that if he said this, many people would not believe him and would think he was lying, but what he said was the truth. Now thinking about it, the manuscript was most likely stolen by Qiao Hou.

Sure enough, many people started talking about it, saying that he didn't have any manuscripts of the poems at all, and that he was lying about losing them.

Shen Li naturally heard it as well. He didn't expect that Qiao Hou was so meticulous in his actions that he even stole the manuscript of the poem and found a very reasonable excuse for himself.