Let the scumbags regret the old days

The expression on Yu Jian's face was complicated, shock, anger, mixed with fear of the secret being exposed, made Su Bai's heart determined. Originally, he was only five points sure, but now it is ten points.

"This is my design, why is it like this? You must have copied me!" Yu Jian stared at Su Bai, her eyes were bloodshot, she was obviously terrified, she clenched her hands into her waist, and looked at Su Bai for a second. He would rush up and give him a punch.

"You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately." Su Bai was stunned by his hatred stare, and he took a step back calmly, his face still as calm as water, "My design concept is to watch it on the 2nd of this month. The sudden inspiration during the meteor shower is dazzling but fleeting, so I want to keep this beauty, how about you? What is your inspiration?"

oh well...

Hooked!

Yu Jian's pupils shrank suddenly, as if panicked to the extreme.

Because this meteor shower was exactly the small note he wrote next to the previous draft, the protagonist Shou really did not disappoint him, he remembered it clearly.

"I... I am... Is..." Yu Jian stumbled and stumbled for a long time, but couldn't say a complete sentence, her whole face flushed red.

One is calm and relaxed, the other becomes angry from embarrassment, and has a clear opinion.

The photographers who rushed over after hearing the news raised their cameras one after another, pointed their guns and short guns at the two, digging out this big news that would definitely hit the headlines.

No, scandal.

"What's more, my work is displayed first. Before that, we were separated. I don't know if you peeked at my entry in the studio, but I'm really sad. Let the teacher know, she It will be quite disappointing too. A person who is so strong as a teacher..."

Su Bai sighed in a half-true way, lowered his head slightly, his face was full of sadness and guilt, as if he was self-criticizing for not taking good care of his junior.

"You spitting blood!" Yu Jian pointed at him tremblingly, but she couldn't utter any strong evidence or refutation except for negation, and this scene fell in the eyes of everyone present, obviously guilty and at the end of words.

The organizer of the competition took over the entry materials and basic introduction of the two with great insight.

One is Su Bai, who has studied design for decades and has been known as a "little genius" since he was a child, and the other is a wealthy second-generation playboy who has only been in the door for half a year, has a wealthy family and is inexperienced.

One is humble and polite, while the other has a violent personality. It is said that he has repeatedly expressed jealousy and dissatisfaction with Su Bai in public.

And the two have a personal enmity.

This truth, seems to have been understood.

Presumably, it was Xu Yan who shamelessly plagiarized his brother's work, but because he was not good at it, he couldn't make it look good, so he could only make a shoddy imitation. Maybe what method he used to pass the preliminary competition and rematch.

But no matter how much speculation there is, they have no conclusive evidence.

"Since that's the case, then the two of you will keep all the results of this time, and an extra match will only be conducted under our supervision, with the new product as the final result, and the person who is proven to have plagiarized will be banned forever!" The referees communicated with each other and proposed a temporarily feasible solution.

Whether it's a mule or a horse, it's better than anything if you just pull it out for a walk.

Su Bai's pupils narrowed slightly, and he glanced at Xu Yan out of the corner of his eye, only to see that he was already full of tears, but it was not from anger, but from fear.

"You...you are going too far! Let the copycats ride on the original creators, I don't want to participate in such a competition!" Yu Jian imitated Xu Yan's tone, played the young master's temper, and pushed away the layers. The stacked photographer ran away.

Leaving a group of people staring at each other.

This is... a guilty conscience?

Su Bai's tense muscles relaxed, and he smiled.

He knew Xu Yan didn't dare.

This person probably didn't buy any extra manuscripts at all, and if there is a rematch, he will definitely reveal his secrets!

It really deserves it...

【Aren't you taking the opportunity to expose him? 】The system couldn't hold back until it was far away from the crowd.

It also deliberately recorded all the videos of that day, with no dead ends in all directions, to ensure that the emotional changes on Su Bai's face were clearly captured.

"Why expose him?" Yu Jian had already run to a remote street, slowed down slightly, paced leisurely, and began to enjoy the beautiful street scene in a good mood. The panic and fear just now seemed to be hallucinations.

A face smiling at Yan Yan, full of youthful vigor and pride.

"This man always doesn't cherish things that are easily obtained, but this is the championship that he has worked so hard to obtain, even using the most despicable means he has ever looked down upon. Naturally, it is very precious, not to mention a Only when dreams come true will our Suda designers float away.”

Yu Jian reached out to catch a fallen leaf, and gently stroked the yellowed meridians on it.

"If you want to wear the crown, you have to bear the weight first. If he wants the championship, I will give him the championship. If he wants the honor, I will give him the honor. However, since you have reached out to grab it, you have to hold it firmly. Hot potato, that's not sure."

His fingers tightened slightly, pinching the leaf until it was deformed, until it was completely shattered, and it was no longer complete.

"The higher you climb, the harder you fall. Of course, a good show must be more exciting and better."

Yu Jian grinned and opened her hands, wiped off the debris and the juice on her hands, and put her hands back into her pockets, "Let's go, after finishing this game, don't worry about it for the time being, let's go and realize people's dreams."

【Dream come true? 】The system is a little confused.

What dream come true?

whose dream?

The doubts of the system were quickly answered.

Yu Jian quietly walked back to Xu's house and walked into a small room on the second floor of the villa.

The curtains were drawn, and the room was lit up instantly, revealing a Steinway piano in the center, his fingers gently brushing over the cover, it was spotless.

Although it has not been used for more than half a year, it is obviously cleaned and maintained frequently.

Yu Jian opened the piano bench, looked down at her slender and fair hands, and sighed softly.

These hands were so scarred that they couldn't even play the piano for a while.

Pianists have extremely high requirements for the dexterity of their fingers, but in order to win Han Yuchen's favor, Xu Yan did not want to admit defeat, so he gave up his favorite music and studied design instead, but he has to admit that he is very good at that. Really untalented.

It can even be called clumsy.

The originally beautiful hand became bruised and bruised. The small wounds cut by the knife covered the entire palm and index finger. The blood hole made by the compasses was the size of a sesame seed. It would not heal in half a month, leaving behind ugly scars. .

In the end, the meridian of the middle finger was accidentally cut open by a kraft knife, and he was no longer able to play the piano.

For a meaningless thing, she gave up the music that she regarded as her life and everything she already had, and even put her life on the line, making Yu Jian want to scold him, but at the same time feel extremely distressed.

The passionate young man, the reckless young man, the fearless young man turned himself into a moth, desperately rushing towards the flames, but he didn't show his due light and heat until his death.

Yu Jian closed her eyes and pressed her fingers on the keys. Following the memory of the original owner, a series of smooth notes poured out from his fingertips. After a chapter, the rhythm suddenly accelerated and the pitch suddenly increased, as if a person was Constantly shouting, venting the resentment and unwillingness in my heart.

The entire keyboard seemed to be on fire, and the fingertips stayed on it for a very short time, and the fingertips quickly slid across the keys, almost torn through a layer of skin, becoming hot and sensitive, but the cold keys did not extinguish the fire The heat, on the contrary, made it burn more and more vigorously, until it ignited a raging fire and burned the whole person to ashes.

At this time, there were no missions, no scumbags, no those unbearable years, only strings of beautiful notes, dancing mischievously at his fingertips, wantonly venting his emotions.

At the end of the song, Yu Jian slammed his hands on the keys, bowed his head and panted heavily, sweat dripping down his forehead, hitting the keys, causing a small splash.

The slightly heavy breathing bounced off the sound-proof wall, tickling the tips of the ears.

He turned his head and saw Xu Minghan standing at the door, but his expression was a little dazed, as if he hadn't played yet.

And in Xu Minghan's eyes, his appearance was a pitiful one who was deeply shocked and bullied.

"Father." Yu Jian turned her head to look at him in this slightly stiff posture, and called out softly.

"En." Xu Minghan walked in and opened the door, making the oppressive atmosphere in this room much more relaxed.

"I didn't plagiarize." Yu Jian said, his eyes were slightly red, and he stared at the man who was gradually walking in, showing a kind of paranoid fragility all over his body.

It was like a little beast that had just left its mother's body. After being injured, it could only hide in a corner and lick and lick the wound alone. The aggrieved and admiring gaze made his heart soften.

"I know, we Xiaoyan wouldn't do that kind of thing." Xu Minghan sighed softly, and raised his hand to stroke his soft short hair.

The haggard and aggrieved face now is completely opposite to the high-spirited little face holding the design draft and begging him for praise.

It made his heart suffocate, as if he was clenched by a big hand, unable to breathe.

"Dad, I still want to play the piano."

"Okay, I'll help you contact Master Cheberg. I've shown him your information before, and he's very interested in you." Xu Minghan looked gentle and spoke softly, full of trust and enthusiasm for his son.

He knows that the child urgently needs the affirmation and support of his relatives, so he never mentions what happened before, and just takes him to enjoy a bright future together.

Let the past be the past, what is worth caring about is the future.

It was no surprise that Su Bai won the Nalan Mei Award, and even because of the previous plagiarism incident, it made him a lot of heat invisibly.

Xu Yan's information was also picked up, and people talked about it for a while.

Originally, someone with a "second generation" halo on his head would always be put on a layer of filter first, but now that this incident happened, it was almost a stone hammer. These rich sons really don't have a good thing!

He is despicable and low-key, his skills are not as good as others, but he wants to fight for power, even at the expense of destroying others' hard work, his intentions are not vicious.

The comparison between the poor little Su Bai who was known as the "poor noble son" since he was a child, and Xu Yan, who is nothing but a big-tempered and vicious person under the halo of the second generation, is nothing short of a joke.

Someone with good deeds even uncovered the bloody love triangle between them, and even found a reasonable explanation for this plagiarism incident.

Just jealous.

But what the people who eat melons did not expect, Xu Yan kept an extremely low-key after this incident, so long that the heat of the plagiarism incident was almost exhausted, Su Bai had already shown his prominence in the design world, but he suddenly used another An identity is back in the public eye.

On the world tour of the world's top music master Schberger Hoffman, a young man with an oriental face stands out.

He is young, handsome, fresh and humble.

You can even compete with Master Hoffman on the same stage and perform a four-hand combo.

This is... Xu Yan?

The author has something to say: If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight first.