When Aquaman crossed over to the Otome game, the car overturned

A photo represents nothing, there is no one in it, no time, just like the photographer pressed the shutter by mistake and took the picture into it.

Nian Yu sent countless similar photos to the past, and the reply to each of them was "no".

and, "Is there anything else?"

Nianyu was like holding a cat teasing stick, lazily teasing a pure black little native cat, watching him fluttering, disappointed, and then raised interest to jump on the cat teasing stick.

It's just that the cat's interest is always short-lived, and it soon gets tired of the few feathers that it can't pluck, and turns its head to look at him lazily, as if saying that it's good to do it for itself.

[Zhong Jiamu: Forget it, thank you, I'll find someone else. 】

At that moment, Nian Yu panicked, and he hurriedly sent that painting and other similar pictures to Zhong Jiamu.

The significance of the cat teaser has always been only for cats, not for people.

Zhong Jiamu searched one by one, and finally found the painting from the middle.

[Zhong Jiamu: Thank you. 】

It's as cold and ruthless as Nian Yu at the beginning.

After getting the photo, the first thing to do is to restore the picture and compare the pictures.

The comparison of the pictures is very simple. Wen Lan's painting is almost a copy of Zhong Jiamu's graffiti. Except for some changes in the pilot, the others are basically unchanged.

And "Z" depicts a young skier, the combination of floating snowflakes and air currents forms white wings.

With that picture, Zhong Jiamu finally had a little hope for the campus court next week.

It took Zhong Jiamu two or three days to sort out all the comparison pictures and materials.

He stretched, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when he turned his head, he saw He Wen standing behind him.

There was a thump in my heart, and the whole person seemed to shake up and down with the heartbeat.

"Ah, Ah Wen," Zhong Jiamu was so frightened that he could barely spin his tongue, "When did you come here?"

"It's been a while, the company is not busy today," He Wen shifted his gaze to the computer screen, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhong Jiamu pretended to close the document very naturally, and then slowly replied: "The campus court will be in court next week, and I'm just collecting some information and going through the motions."

Then Zhong Jiamu tentatively turned the chair half a circle, and turned towards He Wen, but his eyes dodged left and right, "Although we can't win, at least we have to show our attitude, right?"

He Wen leaned down and put his hands on both sides of Zhong Jia's chair.

He looked down at Zhong Jiamu, raised his eyebrows, "Want to win?"

Zhong Jiamu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then nodded, "I want to win."

Then Zhong Jiamu added: "I don't need your help, I can do it myself."

Zhong Jiamu had already prepared the information, and He Wen's move at this time not only did not help, but also made Zhong Jiamu feel that he had given up the fruits of the revolution.

However, He Wen's words still warmed Zhong Jiamu's heart. He put his arms around He Wen's neck, and was about to thank him, when He Wen's voice rang in his ears.

"It looks like you have a plan in mind. Do you trust Nian Yu?"

Hearing the word Nianyu, Zhong Jiamu's whole body turned cold instantly.

His every move, no matter when, is under the monitoring of He Wen.

Zhong Jiamu pushed He Wen away, and said coldly, "I don't believe in Nianyu, I believe in myself."

The leaves rustled outside the window, and the rustling sound echoed in the room. He Wen stood half a step away from Zhong Jiamu, staring at Zhong Jiamu.For this disobedient prey, it seems that it will bite its throat in the next second.

The recent life has made Zhong Jiamu's emotions reach a critical point, he just waited for He Wen to spark a little spark, and then he died with him.

Only in the end, He Wen gave in.

He took a step back, then turned and walked out of the study without saying anything.

The campus court is not the same as the general court, its process is simpler, and it is more likely to be influenced by public opinion.

In order to get a better chance of winning, the first step will definitely be to break back the one-sided public opinion.

Zhong Jiamu processed the graffiti photo, and then posted it on the school forum.

【Shock!The graffiti of a certain school actually plagiarized Winkin's "Pilot"! 】

Except for the title and the processed picture, Zhong Jiamu didn't send any other information.

However, recently Winkin itself has a lot of traffic, and with the hot word "plagiarism", many people quickly clicked on it.

[Fuck, it really looks like it! 】

[It's not like, it's exactly the same! 】

[Which school plagiarized the dog's painting, but it's as shameless as the wooden dog. 】

[Who drew it!Expose his information! 】

[Why are all the cats and dogs copying my winkin's painting?Did they lose their arms, or their feet, or their brains? 】

[Which graffiti wall looks familiar to me. 】

[Ah, I remembered, isn't this the graffiti wall of Noble High School in City Z back then? 】

[I am from that school, and I have taken this photo before. 】

With that said, someone posted the photo.

The prestige value can allow other ordinary people to help produce evidence and overcome the difficulties of plagiarism incidents. That is to say, no one knows who has the evidence Zhong Jiamu needs. to these evidences.

Moreover, every point of view and bias in the minds of ordinary people is extremely important to Zhong Jiamu.

It can gradually drive the rhythm of public opinion and guide the direction of the wind.

[Could it be that the students of Noble High School in Z City copied Winkin's painting? 】

[I also went to this high school before, but the graffiti wall has been demolished before, right? 】

[I remember the demolition of the graffiti wall, before Winkin painted "Pilot", right? 】

【No way? Is winkin plagiarism?How can it be! 】

[Who is this, the wooden dog's navy?The court will be held next week, isn't it disgusting to pour dirty water on my winkin now? 】

[Seeking truth from facts, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Winkin's pilot is not plagiarized at all, it is simply a replica! 】

The post quickly became popular, and there was even a small "hot" bubble next to it.

Wen Lan saw it while swiping Weibo.

Someone moved this post to Weibo, and many fans liked him, hoping that he could clarify.

When Wen Lan saw the photo, she panicked instantly.

That picture was clearly spread from Nian Yu's cell phone.

Plagiarism is an imprint on a painter, once it is imprinted, it will never be washed away in this lifetime.

When people mentioned the word winkin later, they would unconsciously think of the painter who had plagiarized.

Wen Lan just turned over one by one, his heart became more and more restless.

He was sitting in the last row of the classroom, his right foot was shaking constantly, and the jingle of the class bell suddenly came to mind, and Wen Lan's heart also thumped, as if it was not the class bell that rang just now, but the bell of his death.

Wen Lan jumped up from her seat suddenly, and slipped out through the back door before the class roll call.

It happened that Zhong Jiamu's classroom was behind Wen Lan. When he looked up, he saw Wen Lan hurriedly passing by the window.

Xi Xingjin, who was sitting next to Zhong Jiamu, was a little dissatisfied, "What are you looking at?"

Zhong Jiamu pointed out the window, "I was looking at Wen Lan, he just went out from the window."

Xi Xingjin suddenly felt a little apprehensive, "You are my fan, what do you see other people doing?"

If you are a fan, you can't watch others?

Zhong Jiamu sighed, and explained helplessly: "Have you read the forum, that Wen Lan will go to the campus court next week, and he will sue Zhong Jiamu for plagiarism."

When Xi Xingjin heard it, his face became stinky, "Wen Lan is shameless, how could Brother Mu plagiarize?"

This is new, and this is the first time Zhong Jiamu has heard of it, "But most of Zhong Jiamu's school celebration posters are copied from Winkin's "Pilot"."

"When I say impossible, it's impossible."

Zhong Jiamu was still about to reason with Xi Xingjin, when he saw him frowning and said in dissatisfaction: "If you say another bad word about Brother Mu, you can sit next to me, and I won't give you the tickets in the future."

Zhong Jiamu started to tease, he first comforted the furry Star Rabbit, "I won't say anything, don't be angry."

Xi Xingjin let out a "hum", and turned his head to one side.

"But to be honest, even if Zhong Jiamu didn't plagiarize, this is the fact now. Whether it is the evidence of the timing or the details of the picture, it is impossible for Zhong Jiamu to win."

Xi Xingjin glared at Zhong Jiamu, with the words "You're still talking" written all over his face.

Zhong Jiamu slowed down and said again: "Besides, the campus court will be held next week."

"I know," Xi Xingjin lowered his head, "I can see Brother Mu next week."

"Brother Mu didn't come to class recently. It must be because he has been collecting evidence. I believe he will definitely win."

"At that time, I will give him the lecture notes he missed recently. Brother Mu will definitely be very happy."

At that moment, Zhong Jiamu was embarrassed.

How does he want to tell Xi Xingjin that the notes are not that important in college?

On the other side, Nian Yu saw Wen Lan standing outside the door.

He had seen the posts on the campus forum a long time ago, but he didn't expect Wen Lan to be so impatient and come to him so soon.

On the mobile phone, Wen Lan's news was still beating constantly, Nian Yu looked at those pleadings, and smiled playfully.

After a while, Nian Yu finally replied.

[Nianyu: Seeing that little disturbance scares you. 】

[Wen Lan: Brother Nian, please. 】

[Wen Lan: I did everything according to what you said, I beg Nian to save me! 】

Nian Yu raised her head and saw Wen Lan walking to the window again, looking at him anxiously and expectantly.

Nian Yu then raised her right hand and waved towards him, motioning for him to go back.

Naturally, Wen Lan refused, and two more messages of Wen Lan's pleading came on the phone.

Nian Yu replied: [That photo won't cause any trouble, you can take a look at it in the afternoon. 】

Wen Lan looked at Nian Yu in despair, seeing that he still had a calm expression, she was a little relieved.