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

Zhong Jiamu doesn't want anything now, but wants a quick judgment.

Close the case now!

In case his brother really arrived at the scene, he and Xi Xingjin would not be able to explain it clearly!

However, when Zhong Jiamu said this, everyone was in an uproar.

How could anyone want to see this!

What about the sloppy explanation?

What about Sapo's rolling resistance?

What about the giant melon we want?

Where did it go? ! ! !

The most exciting thing is the faces of the people in the VIP auditorium.

Yi Wenbai sat on the seat, seemingly without any movement, but his light blue eyes flashed a flash of bewilderment.The bodyguard next to him quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped off a little coffee stain from the cup.

Nian Yu showed a trace of astonishment on his originally gentle smiling face.

He originally thought that Zhong Jiamu would try harder, after all, after imprinting the brand of plagiarism, for Zhong Jiamu, it was something that could not be washed away in his lifetime.

A bird would struggle desperately if its wings were broken off, so he did a lot for it, but he didn't expect to use any of them.

He Wen still remembered Zhong Jiamu's changes in the morning, and he showed a bit of playfulness when Zhong Jiamu confessed in a shabby manner.

Obviously he was still running around to clear the suspicion of plagiarism before, and he seemed to have obtained conclusive evidence later, but he admitted it with all his strength?

Obviously, for Zhong Jiamu, there are more important things than plagiarism.

Xi Xingjin couldn't bear it for a moment, it was impossible for Zhong Jiamu to plagiarize, why would he admit it so readily?

Xi Xingjin stood up directly and raised his hand, "I have objections!"

At that moment, Xi Xingjin attracted everyone's attention.

Under the eyes of everyone, Xi Xingjin looked like Prometheus who came with a kindling, and the short red hair tied behind him also blazed, "I firmly believe that Brother Mu cannot plagiarize!"

Seeing this scene, Zhong Jiamu almost wanted to cover his face in shame.

What kind of magical scene is this?

Zhong Jiamu looked at Meng Gaohan with difficulty, "Judge, now that the evidence is solid, let's drop the hammer!"

Meng Gaohan looked at him with various thoughts in his eyes, but when he spoke, he could only say one sentence, "This matter is indeed doubtful. Regarding the evidence materials submitted by both parties, I would like to ask both parties for their opinions."

Hearing this, Zhong Jiamu was dumbfounded.

Evidence materials submitted by both parties?

What evidentiary material?

Didn't he pay nothing?

Meng Gaohan withdrew his gaze, straightened his pure white cuffs, and pretended to be absolutely fair and just, "Among the materials and evidence submitted by the defendant, there was a mention of the graffiti wall of Noble High School in Z City, and one of the graffiti walls There are many similarities with the plaintiff's "Pilot" and the defendant's "Z."

When the graffiti wall was mentioned, Wen Lan's face changed obviously.

The public opinion on Weibo, relying on his fans and the information he picked up, was vaguely fooled.

And Meng Gaohan brought up the old matter again at this time, obviously it was not as simple as going through the motions.

Wen Lan looked at Meng Gaohan tentatively, and happened to meet his gaze.

The chill in Meng Gaohan's eyes seemed to be icy, piercing straight to Wen Lan's heart.

"May I ask the plaintiff, is there any relationship between you and the paintings on the graffiti wall, and if so, what kind of relationship?"

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone felt that this should be a routine question for the judge to fill in the information in the case file.

It has been spread all over the Internet, the words on the graffiti wall were drawn by Mr. Wen Lan Winkin!

It is not allowed to post barrage on the live broadcast platform, but it is indeed possible to refresh comments during the live broadcast.

For this scene, the comments were updated quickly.

[God, I've been waiting for this day for a long time. 】

[I now believe that the judge is fair. 】

[Boss Winkin is too difficult. 】

[It's only a matter of the big brother winkin admitting and slapping that wooden dog. 】

[Wooden dog is really, that kind of arrogance that I just copied, must be beaten back! 】

Wen Lan broke out in a cold sweat, and his hands were shaking involuntarily.

Obviously Zhong Jiamu didn't pursue it anymore. Is this really just a routine problem?

"The plaintiff?"

Wen Lan raised her head suddenly, and then stammered in reply: "Ah, this, yes."

Meng Gaohan continued to press: "Excuse me, what is the relationship?"

Wen Lan glanced at the auditorium, but Nian Yu, who was sitting inside, acted like an ordinary listener and didn't give him any hints.

Meng Gaohan asked again, "The plaintiff, what is the relationship between you and the graffiti on the wall?"

Zhong Jiamu never expected that Wen Lan, who was sure to win, panicked.

He didn't understand, so he replied that I was the author of that painting, what's the problem?

Zhong Jiamu watched the time go by bit by bit, feeling anxious in his heart.

Brother, what about your courage and courage to beat back at that time, why did you become cowardly at this time?

Seeing that Wen Lan was hesitating and unable to explain why, Zhong Jiamu became anxious, so he helped Wen Lan answer.

"Mr. Meng, what's so difficult about this question? Isn't the relationship between Mr. Wen Lan and that painting the same as the painting he painted?"

When Wen Lan heard Zhong Jiamu say the words "Boss Wen Lan", she was in a trance, as if she heard "Big Brother Wen Lan" in the rehabilitation room.

He doesn't want to copy, and he also wants to draw his own paintings well, but...

"Really? Wen Lan."

Zhong Jiamu almost gritted his teeth and spoke.

If it weren't for the fact that casual walking is not allowed here, Zhong Jiamu would have liked to walk up to Wen Lan and open his mouth to admit it.

At this time, Wen Lan could not avoid it, he gritted his teeth and agreed, "Yes, I drew it."

[Big Winkin finally admits it! 】

[Is it my illusion?Why is it so difficult for the winkin boss to admit it? 】

[This scene is a bit weird. 】

[Is there going to be a reversal! 】

[I think the atmosphere is a bit strange. 】

Hearing Wen Lan's answer, Zhong Jiamu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, Meng Gaohan looked at Zhong Jiamu again, "May I ask the defendant, when did you see the painting on the graffiti wall?"

Zhong Jiamu obviously answered eloquently, "When it was on the Internet? I saw it by chance when I was browsing Weibo, and then by chance, I saw the Z University Celebration Poster Contest, so I plagiarized this one by chance." painting."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Jiamu looked at the small hammer in Meng Gaohan's hand with an extremely expectant look, and he waited for Meng Gaohan to drop the hammer, and then everyone left.

Meng Gaohan obviously didn't buy it, "But the defendant, I see that in the materials you submitted, you know the details of the painting almost like the back of your hand. You have included many details that have been blurred in the pictures circulated on the Internet."

Having spoken so clearly, Zhong Jiamu was sure that the materials he had written before must have been submitted by someone.

Zhong Jiamu almost looked at Meng Gaohan with pleading eyes, "I scribbled, really, now that the graffiti walls have been demolished, no one knows what the painting actually looks like except the author himself."

Meng Gaohan didn't look at Zhong Jiamu, he said word by word: "As a judge, I have the right to clarify the authenticity of every statement in the materials submitted by both parties."

At the beginning, Zhong Jiamu was so excited that he wrote down almost every detail of the painting on the graffiti wall.Now Zhong Jiamu just wanted to go forward and snatch the materials, and tear them clean.

Hearing Meng Gaohan's serious voice, Zhong Jiamu felt strange.

Back then, Zhong Jiamu passed it countless times, but each time it ended in a plagiarism judgment.

Meng Gaohan ruthlessly dropped the hammer, and then Zhong Jiamu was ruined, dropped out of school, wandered on the streets, and finally got the Bad Ending who died alone.

Now he just wants that BadEnding, why is it so difficult?

"As for the material and the paint, may the plaintiff know what kind of paint was used to paint the graffiti wall at the school?"

What kind of paint?

Wen Lan was very confused when he heard that, paint is just paint, is it still divided into three primary colors of red, yellow and blue?

Zhong Jiamu looked at it and quickly answered, "I know, I've seen that mural before, and it used vegetable dyes."

In the end, Zhong Jiamu quickly gave the dumbfounded Wen Lan a look, "Right? Boss Winkin?"

Wen Lan froze for a moment, then nodded quickly, "Yes."

What happened next got weird.

As the creator, Wen Lan couldn't answer a single word of the judge's questions, but as the plagiarist, Zhong Jiamu could answer them fluently.

[This... what happened here? 】

[I have a bold idea. 】

[I also have an idea, is it true that Zhong Jiamu was the real creator of the painting on the graffiti wall? 】

【impossible!The wooden dog is confusing the public! 】

[Winkin is very unlikely to plagiarize, and the wooden dog rushes to answer every time, which is obviously a guilty conscience. 】

[Winkin is very unlikely to plagiarize, it must have been colluded by the judge and the wooden dog! 】

[It's too difficult for Winkin, and finally had a chance to defend his rights, but he was actually slandered. 】

[Winkin fans stop arguing, anyone with a discerning eye can see it, right?Wen Lan obviously has a problem. 】

[If it wasn't for Mugou's plagiarism, why would he admit it?Is it fun? 】

【Interesting and interesting】

[This campus courtroom is so exciting, I almost can't go on reviewing it]

[This reversal is simply unexpected. 】

At this moment, Meng Gaohan suddenly dropped a hammer, "Quiet."

"The defense is asked to remain silent now, the judge is now asking the plaintiff's testimony."

Zhong Jiamu withdrew his hand supporting the table in vain. He sat back on the chair again, looked at Meng Gaohan and continued to ask Wen Lan: "Excuse me, the plaintiff, do you still remember the raw materials for making paint?"

Wen Lan shook her head, "It's been too long, I can't remember clearly."

Hearing this question, Zhong Jiamu instantly felt ashamed.

When he chose paints, he used a lot of dyes with various meanings.Anyway, in the ten-layer star filter, how can it be nasty.

"Then may I ask the defendant, do you know the raw materials used to make those paints?"

Zhong Jiamu pretended to be confused, but his blushing ears revealed his thoughts, "I don't know, after all, I just saw that painting."

"But I see that in the proof materials, you, the defendant, wrote it very clearly."

"Really?" Zhong Jiamu broke the jar and said, "In order to make the material thicker, I randomly broke a lot of things into it, and even copied and pasted things from Du Niang Encyclopedia. Please don't take the truth seriously. "

At this moment, Yi Wenbai raised his hand, "Your Honor, I have samples of the graffiti wall at that time and the analysis data report of the paint, can I submit it?"

Both Zhong Jiamu and Wen Lan turned their heads to look at Yi Wenbai, and they finally had the same bewildered expression on their faces.