Strawberry West Toast

The teacher in charge meant that from the perspective of the academy's reputation, the selection certificate could be left to Wang Zhen, but the works could not be returned to the exhibition area anyway, and suggested that he and Xu Zixian should have a private relationship and not make a big deal out of it.

Another point is that Xu Zixian is a member of the probationary party. Once the matter gets into the courtyard, his future will basically be in jeopardy.

Wang Zhen felt that this person was stupid enough, so he stole the painting on his classmates. Although he saved his hands and participated in local competitions, but now that the Internet is developed, what should be discovered will be discovered sooner or later.

The academy has considerations from the academy. Wang Zhen can understand it, but he can't accept it. In his opinion, this matter must be punished by Xu Zixian according to the procedure, or Xu Zixian should contact the person who bought the painting to remove the painting from the entries. There is no second choice. Three options.

The matter spread in the department, Xu Zixian moved to a hotel off campus that night, Wang Zhen asked him to meet downstairs in the dormitory the next day, Xu Zixian's reaction was very calm, the mental quality of those who dared to steal classmates' paintings would not be too bad, He even laughed twice, and said to Wang Zhen: "The homework exhibition doesn't have much social influence, so you should sell the painting to me and ask for a price."

Wang Zhen also smiled at him and said, "Okay." Then he made a "one" with his right hand.

"One thousand?" Xu Zixian thought that one thousand is too little, "Are you sure?"

When Wang Zhen laughed, the lying silkworm was very obvious. He seemed to be a mild-tempered and easy-going person, but what he said next made Xu Zixian's face turn cold.

"One hundred thousand," Wang Zhen said, "it will be settled in one lump sum."

"Are you dreaming?" Xu Zixian lowered his face.

There is nothing to say here, Wang Zhenming pretended to argue with him, but he was not afraid, he smiled and said to Wang Zhen: "If you want to expose me, I will go, anyway, the painting will be withdrawn, at worst, both sides will suffer."

Wang Zhen stared at him expressionlessly, hooked the corners of his mouth, and said, "Okay, both sides will suffer."

That night, the plagiarism broke out in the college. Because the topic was sensitive and they didn’t know the truth, many people only discussed it in private. The teacher in charge also gave a hint to restrict students from discussing it on social media. The incident took less than a week It sank.

After some effort, Wang Zhen got an appointment with one of the persons in charge of the oil painting competition. The other party was on a business trip to Beijing. The hotel happened to be between the third and fourth ring roads, very close to Q University.

Before going out, Wang Zhen changed into a set of less student-like clothes. The person in charge was an associate professor at the local Academy of Fine Arts. He participated in the selection of the competition and knew the young painter who participated.

"Going through the legal process is definitely more strenuous, and it's not necessary," Professor Sun sipped his coffee and said, "I think your paintings are pretty good, and your future development will not be bad. This time...you just think about it?"

Wang Zhen shook his head lightly: "That's not the problem, you are also engaged in creation, can you just let someone else steal your ideas?"

Speaking of this is a bit rushed, but Wang Zhen doesn't care. After this incident, the attitudes of a series of people made him feel chilled. There seemed to be an invisible wall in front of him. He wanted to break it but was powerless. He bowed his head and felt unwilling.

The professor's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "I can understand, but in reality, many things are different from what you think. You are still a student, and you have to be clear about which things are within your ability and which are not."

Wang Zhen stood up, knowing that the conversation should end here.

That painter was Xu Zixian's cousin, and the Xu family had someone in the local art association, otherwise the painting would not have been able to enter the competition. As a student, he was indeed helpless in front of a solid network of relationships.

Before leaving, Professor Sun took him to chat for a few more words. The professor said that the matter is not unsolvable, but it depends on Wang Zhen's attitude.

Wang Zhen was stunned for a few seconds at first, not understanding what he meant, but when he was sending the man into the car and walking back slowly, he suddenly understood, and then felt a chill in his heart.

Wang Xiuming heard about it from other parents and called Wang Zhen to comfort him.He didn't tell Wang Xiuming that Professor Sun asked him to pay for the matter, but only said that he would take care of it and let Wang Xiuming not worry.

For Wang Xiuming who came over in the business field, he didn't know what was going on in the circle, but the unspoken rules were common. He gave Wang Zhen an idea, saying that he could find a relationship to suppress this matter. It happened, and it will not affect Wang Zhen's future.

"Don't worry," Wang Zhen smiled helplessly, "How old is he, I can solve it by myself."

In the past two years, his relationship with Wang Xiuming has eased a lot, and he doesn't like to quarrel with Wang Xiuming.In the past few years, he has saved tens of thousands of scholarships plus tuition fees. Although it is not much, it is enough to support himself. When he graduates and finds a stable job, he can basically leave Wang Xiuming.

Wang Xiuming also knew what he was thinking about leaving home, and his attitude towards him was relaxed, and he was still worried that he would really leave the Wang family.

"I know you can," Wang Xiuming said flatly, "Then you can figure it out, and I won't worry about it for you."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zhen sighed, but the phone vibrated again.

- Are you busy these two days?

Pei Yiwei asked him.

Wang Zhen didn't think about it too much, and replied to him: It's okay.

After more than ten seconds, Pei Yiwei sent a voice over.

"I bought some apples for you. I just put them downstairs. Remember to go downstairs to pick them up."

Wang Zhen hasn't heard Pei Yiwei's voice for a long time. The last time he sent money to Shanghai was more than two years ago. Pei Yiwei refused to accept it. He explained a few words in WeChat, and then he never sent a voice again.

After the dance, Pei Yiwei would send him food from time to time, like fruits and snacks. There were not many things, and they were never delivered in person, and they were all left downstairs waiting for him to pick them up.

Wang Zhen felt that Pei Yiwei was quite clever, if he was rejected in person, Pei Yiwei would not be able to speak up next time, and he would just let him go downstairs, so he would have no chance of refusing.

It's still changed. The former Pei Yiwei probably wouldn't be hesitant about such trivial matters.

"Thank you," Wang Zhen typed slowly, "I'll treat you to dinner next time :)."

On the weekend, Wang Zhen went to the instructor's studio. The teacher was very talkative, knowing Wang Zhen's purpose, comforted him a few words, let him concentrate on class, and he would help to deal with things.

Because of the mediation of the instructor, things have made some progress. The academy revoked Xu Zixian's status as a probationary party member. In order to protect Xu Zixian's privacy, it was not announced in the academy. up.

"The courtyard should have done this a long time ago. Everyone is like him, so why should we create?" Chen Si said while packing up his painting tools.

Wang Zhen smiled, didn't complain with him, and went out after packing up his things.

It was windy for the past two days, and the outdoor temperature was low. There were no students on the way back. Wang Zhen rode by the side of a tree to block the wind, so when he was halfway through, he realized that there was a Land Rover behind him.

At first he thought he was going along the way, but when he entered the dormitory area, the Land Rover was still behind him.

There is vehicle access control in the dormitory area, and Land Rover cannot enter the entrance.Wang Zhen saw two men getting off the car, looked at him a few times, then got in the car and left.

Wang Zhen speeded up the car, parked the car downstairs in the dormitory, and walked upstairs quickly.

In the next few days, that Land Rover would appear outside the teaching building from time to time, because the other party was just following and did nothing else, and it was not easy for Wang Zhen to call the police, so he just chose places with as many people as possible.

But he couldn't avoid what was supposed to come. At night, Wang Zhen asked the people from the painting material store to deliver a bag of paper to the fence gate. Because the fence gate was close to the teaching building, he walked there. When he found the two men coming from the parking lot, It's too late to run away.

The two men were wearing masks, so they couldn't see their faces clearly, but they could clearly see the baseball bat in their hands. With this stick, Wang Zhen guessed that he would have a cold.

Wang Zhen ran to the parking lot, planning to get the bicycle first.The two men obviously planned it. The parking lot was monitored. One of them drove a Land Rover to block the exit of the parking lot, and the other ran towards the entrance, blocking Wang Zhen in the parking lot.

Wang Zhen was familiar with this area, and ran out from another entrance, but no one could run faster than a car, and was soon blocked by a Land Rover.

He took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat tremblingly. He couldn't think of anything at this moment. He clicked on the pinned object and dialed it. The ring rang for a few seconds and was quickly picked up. Pei Yiwei's voice came from the receiver: "Hello?"

"It's me," Wang Zhen glanced at the masked man behind him, feeling a little overwhelmed, "Can you come to the Academy of Fine Arts now?"

When Pei Yiwei arrived, Wang Zhen had just been hit by a stick. Enduring the pain, he ran to the main road. The man in the mask dragged him into the woods.

The stick he just swung was stopped immediately, and his knee was also kicked. The man in the mask cursed and swung his baseball bat towards Pei Yiwei to greet him.

Pei Yiwei hid easily, grabbed the other end of the baseball bat and brought it to him. The other man saw that Wang Zhen had come to help, and knew that the matter was difficult, so he gave his companion a look. The companion kicked Wang Zhen, pointing The man said: "Wait, this matter is not over!"

After the two men got into the car and left, Wang Zhen leaned against a tree to breathe, and Pei Yiwei squatted beside him and asked him, "What's the matter?"

Wang Zhen pulled the corner of his mouth, and his tone was quite playful: "Love debt."

Pei Yiwei didn't expect that he was still in the mood to joke, and his face was a bit ugly. He was pulling the man's arm to bring him up, but after hearing what he said, his hand became so strong that Wang Zhen let out a "hiss" in pain.

"I strangled you, let go," Wang Zhen pushed his arm, "My leg is fine."

Although Wang Xiuming scolded him before, he never did anything. It was the first time he was beaten like this.His right leg was throbbing with pain, but facing his predecessor's toughness, he endured and took two steps. Pei Yiwei said behind him, "Don't go."

Wang Zhen didn't respond, Pei Yi frowned slightly and said, "Let me see your legs."

Before Wang Zhen could react, Pei Yiwei grabbed his arm and led him to the tree. Wang Zhen was in pain, so he pressed Wang Zhen's leg and made him sit down.

"Brother, I call you brother," Wang Zhen bit his lip, "Can you be gentle."

Pei Yiwei asked him where it hurt, he pointed to the ground, Pei Yiwei rolled up his trouser legs and looked there.

A big piece of purple on the calf, because the skin is white, it looks scary.

Pei Yiwei said: "Don't move, I'll pick up the car and take you to the school hospital. If those two people come back, call me right away."

Before Wang Zhen could respond, Pei Yiwei had already walked out of the forest.

He came back very quickly, drove Wang Zhen directly on his back in an electric car, and then walked to the school hospital.

The school hospital was already off work, so Pei Yiwei simply bought some medicine, asked Wang Zhen to sit on the bench in the corridor, and rubbed it on him.

During this period, Wang Zhen didn't say a word, but just glanced at Pei Yiwei.Pei Yiwei applied it very slowly and breathed lightly. Wang Zhen looked at him, thought of something, and suddenly laughed.

Pei Yi slightly raised his eyes to look at him.

"...It's okay." Wang Zhen squeezed the corners of his mouth.