my zepple

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北京时间5月5日零点，太平洋时间5月4日上午九点，专辑55°71'N，9°53'E正式发行。

In the afternoon, Tong Yu received a call from the counselor.

The counselor's tone on the phone was a bit weird, but he didn't say anything, and only asked Tong Yu to come to the college office immediately.

When Tong Yu arrived at the academy office, there were many people crowded in the office, and everyone's eyes were on him from the moment he entered the door.

He immediately had a bad premonition in his heart, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

"There's something wrong with your drawing."

The counselor was pacing with his arms folded and his head bowed, looking very anxious.

Tong Yu was about to ask about the painting, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the computer on the desk next to the instructor, and the page was exactly the Marsh of Vejle.

So he asked, "What's wrong with the album cover?

Then Tong Yu heard a few laughs from the gathered crowd.

"Your paintings are . . . very similar to those of a photographer."

The instructor pressed the screen in her hand to light up, she swipe the photo album a few times, then put the phone on the table and pushed it towards Tong Yu.

Tong Yu picked up the phone.

It was a photo very similar to the photo Ah Zuo took for him.

The composition of the entire photo, the camera angles, and the captured moment are very similar.

It can even be said to be a perfect copy.

He frowned, shook his head and denied: "This is not the picture I drew."

of course not.The lighting details of the two pictures are actually slightly different. In the picture given by Ah Zuo, he and Mengxuan are even standing under the tree.

Tong Yu even saw that group photo in Moments.

"Someone in the band gave me a photo and asked me to draw a scene from the photo. There are band members in that photo."

"It's a picture of the band members themselves, not this picture."

Tong Yu gently put the phone back on the table.

The instructor frowned, obviously dubious.

"What about that photo?" she asked.

Yeah, what about photos?

He put the photo on the easel in the studio, and then?

He remembered the photograph disappearing from the easel in the final days of the painting.

Tong Yu numbly closed his eyes.

He said: "The photo... is gone."

The phone turned on again, and the text message notification sound made him flinch like an electric current.

This is how many text messages he has received, he doesn't remember.Posted by people I know, and posted by people I don't know.

However, the vast majority are still unknown.

The text messages were nothing more than taunts and insults.Some people blamed him for embarrassing T Da, and some people accused him of plagiarizing and plagiarizing and dragging Aurora down.

Of course, in addition to these, there are also purely unsightly personal attacks.

He would click and read at first, but then he let them pile up in the inbox with the red dot on them.

#T big oil painting students plagiarized photographic works

#Aurora new album cover plagiarism

These two entries have been on the hot search list for a whole day.

He was fleshed out.

Someone posted his personal information, phone number, and even his 15-year college entrance examination results on the Internet.

He also saw his photos posted on the Internet, and before they were deleted by the Internet police, they had tens of thousands of reposts.

After returning from the academy office, Tong Yu was trying to contact Ah Zuo, but the few calls he made did not answer.

In the evening, the instructor found him again and said that the college's plan was to notify the school first, and then notify the parents.Before Tong Yumu could react there, Fu Ruibai cried first.

She cried and said that the school should at least wait for the band members to come back to figure things out, why should they rush to convict him.

And Tong Yu stood in the studio of the teaching building, only feeling cold in a chaotic state.

In Beijing in May, the temperature difference between day and night is really too big.

北京时间2019年5月7号凌晨一点，太平洋时间2019年5月6号上午十点。

Ah Zuo called him on WeChat.

Tong Yu carefully climbed off the bed in the dormitory, walked to the open-air platform on the fourth floor of the dormitory garden, and then pressed the answer button.

"what's up?"

Ah Zuo's voice sounded like he just woke up.

"The picture you gave me..."

"What picture?"

Tong Yu frowned.

"Oh, we did it in Denmark? Come on, what's the problem?"

"The photo looks similar to a photographer's work, and I've sent you the original image."

Then Tong Yu heard the sound of the coffee machine grinding, the sound of the spoon hitting the wall of the cup and stirring the liquid.

"I saw it."

Tong Yu heard him chuckle vaguely again.

"So? Does this have anything to do with the picture I gave you?"

Tong Yu squeezed the phone tightly, and after a few seconds he asked, "I, I don't understand what you mean"

There was the sound of metal tableware falling to the ground, and the sharp background noise set off a hissing current.

The person opposite said, "Listen, Tong Yu."

"I saw the news. I'm sorry, of course... I don't want to believe that you plagiarized."

"But the picture we gave you was taken in Denmark, where the photographer's picture is..."

"It's in England."

The current in the background noise is like the irritable snowflakes in an old-fashioned TV set. The voice of the person on the other side is vague and chaotic, as if they are far away from the mobile phone.

It's just that the final note is picked up and weak, and it sounds like a sigh of pity.

Tong Yu suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe, and his hand holding the phone couldn't stop shaking.

He bled back and started arguing loudly: "But you guys, that's where you took pictures... The picture you gave me looks exactly like that photographer's picture..."

"Do you have any evidence?"

The person opposite interrupted his incoherent speech.

"The picture I gave you is just a lake in the town around Vejle."

"Don't forget, you chose that picture yourself."

When entering the dormitory during the day, Lou's mother stopped Tong Yu.Said someone had sent him a letter.

Tong Yu took it back to the dormitory, felt a pain in his fingers when he opened it, and looked down to see the blood on the snow-white envelope.

He carefully tore open the seal, and saw a thin blade stuck to the seal of the envelope, and the sharp edge was still stained with fresh blood.

Tong Yu was taken aback for a moment.

He shook the envelope, and a piece of paper floated out of it.

Unfold the paper, in the center of the paper is a photo that has been adjusted to black and white, surrounded by a black circle like a photo frame.

Sweat dripped from Tong Yu's forehead, and he finally lost his strength and fell to the ground.

He curled up, his chest heaving violently.

He tried his best to control the fact that he forgot to breathe, and didn't want to let himself fall into obsessive-compulsive symptoms again.But it is still inevitable that it will shrink to the ground like a fat fish whose gills are gradually sticking together.

"Let's call the police!"

Fu Ruibai's face turned blue with anger.

"Can't catch it."

Wang Chengyi went on to say: "The letter doesn't even have an address or a signature, and most likely it was dropped directly into the mailbox at the entrance of the dormitory."

Wang Chengyi is Tong Yu's roommate, and Tong Yu happened to be in the dormitory when she received the anonymous letter.He frantically helped Tong Yu get over there, and then called Fu Ruibai.

Fu Ruibai was always worried about Tong Yu. She spent the day studying in the cafe in the dormitory area, and she was hanging around the door of their dormitory when she was free. Wang Chengyi's phone call made her rush into the cafeteria outside the boys' dormitory. dog hole.

Then Wang Chengyi opened the door and saw Fu Ruibai covered in ashes.

"I'm furious!"

Fu Ruibai stamped her feet while picking at the mud spots on her skirt.

Wang Chengyi shrugged and said, "That's the only bad thing about opening the campus."

He turned his head and asked Tong Yu who was sitting on the stool: "Have you encountered anything else, like this, it's not very good."

Tong Yu hesitated, then shook his head.

There is nothing left, except for the blade and the posthumous photo received today.Walking on campus, some people would look at him with strange eyes, and at most they just followed him.There are sometimes reporters and media people holding cameras on campus and outside the dormitory.

But it's okay, he tried to avoid going out of the dormitory these two days.

Fu Ruibai sighed.

"My parents are both in City C, and I'm the only one at home. The security of the community is very good, much better than the school."

Fu Ruibai pinched the fat on Tong Yu's face.

"I also have a studio at home."

She said: "Before Song Rou and the others come back, you can live at my house."

Tong Yu thought in his heart, when will Song Rou come back?

Beijing and San Francisco are separated by fifteen time zones, more than one twilight circle, which just separates day from night.

He knew that Song Rou was very busy, the music festival was about to start, and the band was rehearsing every day. On May 5th, Song Rou called him once but he didn't receive it, and he called Song Rou back once and Song Rou didn't receive it.

It was only later that Song Rou left him a message to wait for him to come back.

So, when will Song Rou come back?