The substitute is actually a scum attacking himself

According to the requirements of the jury, Xie Xingzhou sorted out his previous Chinese painting works and calligraphy works from childhood to adulthood, packaged them into electronic files and replied to the email.

Because he is not a professional calligraphy student, he only selects representative works of each period. Although there are not many, it can be seen from the change of the font from immature to mature that it is not copying, but his own handwriting is similar to that of Ms. Kang Qi. very similar.

Xie Xingzhou had a clear conscience, and after replying to the email, he went back to the training ground to practice with him.

At this point in the past, the team members were training hard, but today they gathered around the field one by one, in groups of three or four, their heads drooping.

Zhao Lin sat on the farthest edge, bowed his head and clapped the basketball in his hand, seeing Xie Xingzhou enter the hall, he immediately got up and greeted him.

His whole face was flushed from the suffocation, and the excited words were almost on the verge of his mouth, but he swallowed them back abruptly, and he only called out in a low voice, "Xie Xueba."

"Well, what's the matter, no training?" Xie Xingzhou looked at him strangely, and looked around the training ground for a week, but he didn't see Jiang Muye and Coach Kong.

Zhao Lin hesitated for a long time, "That..."

Xie Xingzhou: "Huh?"

"No...just..." Zhao Lin scratched his head, still unable to speak.

Until the voices of the team members came from behind the two, "Xie Xueba, we believe in you!"

"Yes, that bullshit report, I don't even dare to use my real name, but it's just a shrinking turtle hiding behind the anonymity!"

"Xie Xueba, don't be afraid, we brothers will always support you unconditionally!"

"Yes! Whoever dares to speak rudely again, we will beat him..."

A dozen tall and burly young men were so excited that they jumped down from the stands a few meters high, and they were impassioned in front of Xie Xingzhou. Those who didn't know it thought they were discussing some important national affairs.

He couldn't help being taken aback, and asked, "Do you know about the report?"

Guan Cheng, who was still calm on the side, nodded, "Understood, the person who reported it posted it on the school forum, slandering you on the forum, the discussion was very high, and it made a mess."

"Yes." Zhao Lin immediately agreed, worried, "Don't look at Xie Xueba, don't dirty your eyes, the brothers have already scolded you back!"

Xie Xingzhou smiled: "I don't want to watch it."

Because the clearer clears himself, he doesn't care at all, and believes that the hearts and eyes of the jury are not blind.

Zhao Lin said anxiously: "Then, do you have a solution for the bully? I read in the post that he was going to make a fuss with the jury. The jury didn't say anything, right?"

"It's okay, I've already handed in the materials to the jury." Xie Xingzhou said, "Don't worry everyone, let's train quickly."

"But..." Everyone was still worried and looked at Xie Xingzhou hesitantly.

"Go to training!" Jiang Muye just entered the training ground at this time and kicked several people behind the crowd.

The team members were startled, and they dispersed in a rush.

Xie Xingzhou blinked, and looked dully at Jiang Muye, who came late. The next second, he was dragged into the Luo University lounge next to the training ground.

Jiang Muye held him down and kissed him hastily, pressed his forehead and gasped and asked him, "Do you know who made the report?"

Xie Xingzhou shook his head.

Jiang Muye quickly asked again, "Have you found a solution?"

"Ah."

Seeing Xie Xingzhou nod his head, Jiang Muye was inexplicably unhappy, and asked him, "What method did you use? Why didn't you come to me for help?"

"I don't want to trouble you." Xie Xingzhou said.

"Are you bothering me?" Jiang Muye snorted lightly, "Then what role do I play for you?"

Jiang Muye enjoyed the feeling of being depended on, obviously Xie Xingzhou didn't satisfy him.

Xie Xingzhou noticed that Jiang Muye was really upset, so he bit his lip and didn't speak.

Jiang Muye pressed his thumb against his teeth, stuffed his slender fingers into his warm mouth and stirred it, looked at Xie Xingzhou's expression of pain and enjoyment, and teasingly hinted, "Don't tell me, I'm just the only one for you. Useful in this way.”

Xie Xingzhou snorted, noncommittal, but took the initiative to climb onto Jiang Muye's arm, tracing Jiang Muye's fingerprints with the tip of his tongue.

He raised his eyelids and looked at Jiang Muye, his gaze was very confusing, he couldn't tell whether he wanted to say "I was wrong, let me go" or "You're right, come fuck|fuck me".

Jiang Muye's eyes were scarlet, he couldn't help swearing, and locked the door of the lounge with his backhand.

He pulled Xie Xingzhou into his arms and said in a low voice, "Don't pick a place, you provoked me first today."

……

The jury committee of the Luohai District of the National Art Exhibition in Luohai City is holding an emergency meeting on Xie Xingzhou's report.

If it was an ordinary contestant, they wouldn't be so nervous, but the person who was reported was Xie Xingzhou, a person who could win the country's highest award and win glory for the city without any accidents.

The main judge looked sad, and said to Feng Ji, one of the judges who is also Xie Xingzhou's mentor, "You are the one who leads the competition, and you are the one who checks the work. We have great expectations for this student. If you win the prize, it will not only be Personal honor is the pride of Luohai City, but likewise, if something goes wrong, it is the entire Luohai City that will be ashamed.

How high is Ms. Kang Qi's status in the calligraphy world, don't I need to say more?If Xie Xingzhou really copied her work, it would be such a low-level mistake, I don't think I need to say more.This matter, Feng Ji, you have to figure it out. "

Feng Ji took Xie Xingzhou to participate in many domestic competitions, he was very optimistic about Xie Xingzhou, and did not believe that he could make such a mistake.

However, after preliminary identification by the jury, the two handwritings are indeed very similar. Although there is a possibility of coincidence, it seems that this matter is ambiguous after being reported.

He said, "I have already sent an email to tell my student, and it will not be too late to make a final judgment after he replies."

"It's been a long time? No reply?" At this time, another judge interjected, "Could it be a guilty conscience? I heard that the whistleblower has fished in troubled waters to find the media. If we don't make a decisive decision, we will eventually make a real mistake." Problem, you may be labeled as a cover-up, you Feng Ji are not afraid, I can't afford it!"

Feng Ji: "Then what do you want? My student went out with the club and is not at school. You have to give him time to react."

"In my opinion, it's better to tell Ms. Kang Qi directly and let her judge, which is the fastest and most time-saving." The judge said, "It is said that this art exhibition originally wanted to invite Ms. Kang Qi to be a judge, but she was delayed due to other things. Yes, I feel and regret, and I am very concerned about this art exhibition.”

Feng Ji said angrily: "You are making a fuss out of a molehill!"

"I think you just want to cover up!" The other party said.

"you……"

The two quarreled for a while.

At this time, the chief judge on the main seat suddenly scolded, saying: "Stop messing around!"

With a serious expression on his face, he stared at the mobile phone handed over by his assistant, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you making such claims? I have now received a call from Ms. Kang Qi!"

As soon as the voice fell, the meeting room immediately realized the seriousness of the problem and fell silent, waiting with bated breath for the chief judge to answer the phone.

I only heard the elegant and polite voice of Ms. Kang Qi from the loudspeaker, "Hello, are you the chief judge teacher of Luohai District of the National Art Exhibition?"

Chief judge: "Yes, it's me. I dare not be the teacher. Hello, Mr. Kang. Are you here to ask about copyright infringement?"

Kang Qi: "Yes, I heard that you have a contestant named Xie Xingzhou this year, and it was reported that his inscriptions on Chinese paintings are very similar to my earlier works."

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words, thinking that this is a call to ask for accountability.

So the judges who had just gloated about their misfortune immediately became arrogant, while Feng Ji lowered his head and stopped doing too many fearless struggles.

The chief judge hurriedly apologized and said: "It is true that this happened. I apologize to you on behalf of the students in our constituency. If you want to be held accountable in the future, we will fully cooperate with you..."

There was silence on the phone for a few seconds.

Just when everyone dared not show their anger, Ms. Kang Qi smiled slowly and said, "Sorry, I'm not here to hold people accountable, I'm here to clarify for my family Xingzhou, Xingzhou is my own son, he I taught calligraphy by hand, so it's not surprising that the handwriting is similar. Xing Zhou doesn't like to learn calligraphy. He hasn't written his own style since he grew up. The strokes more or less carry my shadow. I am deeply sorry for causing trouble to the judges."

"This..." The chief judge was at a loss for words for a while, and couldn't react.

All the judges in the conference room listened to Ms. Kang Qi's words verbatim, and all looked at each other with embarrassment.

After a long while, the main judges apologized to the phone with red faces, "I'm sorry, sorry, it was our mistake. We made such a big oolong and disturbed you and your children. Don't worry, we will thoroughly clarify this matter to the outside world. I will keep your child's work and continue to participate in the competition, and I hope Teacher Kang will be honored to attend the final selection site of the National Art Exhibition."

Kang Qi: "Okay, I'm sorry."

"No trouble, no trouble..."

After hanging up the phone, the chief judges sat in their seats for a long time before recovering from the embarrassment they felt just now.

He slapped the table and stood up, and shouted to everyone in the conference room, "If this kind of thing happens again in the future, don't ask me to come to the meeting if you don't check it out, it's embarrassing!"

Everyone lowered their heads and dared not speak.

Jiang Muye vented his anger on Xie Xingzhou, left Xie Xingzhou alone in the lounge, and went out for training.

Different from Jiang Muye's unrestrained style, Xie Xingzhou was in a panic when he was demanded without restraint.

After Jiang Muye left, he locked the door and sat on the bench in the lounge to rest. He was in a daze for a long time. It took him an unknown amount of time before he remembered to see if his mail had been opened.

He turned on his phone, but received a call from Ms. Kang Qi.

Kang Qi: "Son, why didn't you tell your mother about your art exhibition being reported?"

"I've already handed in the materials to clarify, mom, don't worry." Xie Xingzhou said while tidying up his messy collar.

Ms. Kang Qi pretended to be angry and said: "Then what should I do? Mom has already clarified it for you. Mom also knows that you have returned to the capital. You are working as a logistics center in the sports center. You deliberately did not tell your family."

Xie Xingzhou was silent for a second before he said helplessly: "Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't think I could stay for long, so I didn't tell you or Dad."

Ms. Kang Qi snorted softly: "Mom is sad, so I came to the sports center to look for you without telling you."

Xie Xingzhou was startled when he heard the words, and said anxiously: "No, Mom, don't come, I'll go back."

"What's the matter? Mom has arrived." There was the sound of the door being opened from Ms. Kang Qi's side.

Xie Xingzhou hurriedly hung up the phone, stood up and opened the door of the lounge to go out.

Ms. Kang Qi over there parked her car outside the gate of the sports center, and walked into the stadium alone with her bag.

She found Luo University's training ground according to the signs, stood on the outside and looked in, looking for Xie Xingzhou.

At this time, a basketball flew over from the hands of the training players and landed in front of her.

She was startled, covered her heart and took a step back to stand still.

Then, a tall figure in a basketball uniform ran towards her, bent over to pick up the ball in front of her, and squatted down to tie the loose shoelaces.

Ms. Kang Qi took a closer look, and her heart that had just calmed down was beating violently again. She couldn't help but stepped forward, patted the other party's shoulder carefully, and said in a trembling voice, "Ji Ze?"

Jiang Muye turned around: "Who is your name?"