To the end of the video, Zeng Xiaoxiao wanted to give Yang Xue a big gift. The popularity increased several times for a while, and there were several hot searches. The four words "Yang Xue plagiarized" were even labeled as hot.
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"What's going on with this classmate called Zeng Xiaoxiao? How could you say Yang Xue plagiarized?"
"Could Yang Xue's paintings really be plagiarized?"
"Am I the only one who thinks her style resembles that of a certain former boss?"
"Sisters upstairs! I have never dared to say that Yang Xue has too many crazy fans. I have always thought that her paintings are a bit strange, but I can't say why they are strange. No matter how good or amazing her paintings are, I
I feel like I’m watching a high imitation (whisper jpg)”
"What's next? What's next! It's going to be cloudy!"
Because the video was reprinted so much, it was available on all platforms at once, and it was in different versions....
Director Huang heard the sound and rushed over, but Yang Xue had already gone home.
"Which classmate posted the video online? Delete it immediately."
Zhong Jie belongs to the type who is not afraid of anything. He said bluntly, "Teacher, the number of reprints is too great. It is useless to delete it."
When other students saw someone taking the lead, they immediately agreed, "Yes, Teacher Huang, it's useless to delete it. Who made Yang Xue so popular?"
Yang Xue is arrogant and arrogant, and she was born into a wealthy family. Many people actually know that, but her character is not very good. They just don't like to care about it, and they don't take it to heart at all. She just likes to find a sense of existence.
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Although they don’t know what happened between her and Zeng Xiaoxiao, the classmates are willing to believe that Zeng Xiaoxiao has a reason.
On this day, everyone was discussing Yang Xue and Zeng Xiaoxiao.
The sky in the evening is not dark, but has a bright blue color, and the mountains are stained with a thin layer of red under the rays of the setting sun.
After Lu Yuan left the office, he asked Shen Qinglin to go out to play basketball. Shen Qinglin didn't want to go at first, but he wanted to hear about what happened to Jiang Wan today.
Lu Yuan's face was red, holding the ball in his hand, swinging his arms from side to side, swinging past Shen Qinglin, dribbling the ball with three lunges, one leaping, one flying, and then he shot a two-point ball.
Shen Qinglin couldn't bear it anymore. Lu Yuan's physical strength was too good. He picked up a bottle of water and drank it in big gulps.
Lu Yuan was also out of breath. When his heartbeat calmed down, he leaned on the railing, looked at the sunset on the horizon, and asked for a long time, "Why haven't I seen Jiang Wan's parents come to school?"
Shen Qinglin's hand that was just about to continue drinking water stopped in mid-air. He glanced at Lu Yuan and capped the bottle cap. His voice was calm and he said, "Her parents died in an accident five years ago."
Lu Yuan didn't feel too big after hearing this answer. He just thought it was an ordinary accidental death, such as a car accident, or while working, or dying of illness.
But when he thought about what Jiang Wan said in the office today, he felt uncomfortable, and finally asked, "How did you die?"
Shen Qinglin frowned and looked at Lu Yuan, and suddenly threw the basketball in his arms to Lu Yuan, "It's an accident. As for you, I advise you to keep your mouth shut and don't ask Jiang Wan about this matter. This is her taboo."
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I'm afraid you will regret it if you ask."
Lu Yuan looked at Shen Qinglin's back and sneered.
Is it still taboo? Isn’t it something that everyone will experience?
What about regrets... Lu Yuan has nothing that he regrets in his life.
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In a certain villa, the sound of various things breaking was heard outside the living room.
Yang Xue threw a vase to the ground. There were many servants standing around, but they didn't dare to approach her.
"Ah ah ah Jiang Wan, Zeng Xiaoxiao, I want you to die!"
Yang Xue cursed like crazy, breaking everything she could get her hands on.
"Zeng Xiaoxiao is such an idiot, I want you to regret it for the rest of your life! And Jiang Wan, a stinky bitch, why are you pretending to be noble? Who are you pretending to show! And all of you, get out of here."
When the servants heard this request, they simply wanted it and ran out one after another.
Yang Xue has gone crazy, should she still stay here and suffer?
Yang Xue picked up the phone with a broken screen. Now when the phone was unlocked, the overwhelming push messages were all about her. Seeing the Picasso International Painting Competition right in front of her, she couldn't sit still and wait for death.
Yang Xue transferred 50,000 yuan to a card number, and then sent a screenshot to WeChat, "I transferred 50,000 yuan, and the navy will help me prepare it."
A message was quickly sent over there, "Okay boss!"
Then she clicked on Weibo and edited a message:
"First: Regarding the recent public opinion against me for plagiarism, I just want to say here that the pure will be clear and the turbid will be turbid. I will take my latest work in the Picasso Painting Competition. Then we will see the true and false again.<
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Second: Regarding the incident at school, I was indeed wronged. My classmate’s grandma was sick. I kindly sent her grandma to the hospital and paid for her medical treatment. I didn’t know.
What did I do wrong to offend her, and she would say this to me! She wronged me like this!
But it doesn’t matter, everyone makes mistakes, and there is a reason for making mistakes. I don’t want your apology anymore, little classmate, let this matter go away like this.”
As soon as the Weibo post was posted, the trolls prepared in advance began to comment.
"Thank you for your hard work, sister! We are waiting for you to win the first place in the Picasso painting competition, and then slap those trolls in the face!"
"Damn it! How could this Zeng Xiaoxiao be like this? Our sister is so considerate, not only helping her grandma to treat her illness for free, but also giving her a hard time? What kind of black-hearted student is this? I suggest she be expelled from No. 1 Middle School!"
"I second the proposal! It is recommended that Zeng Xiaoxiao be expelled from No. 1 Middle School!"
"That's right, we must be expelled. If you dare to accept this kind of student in No. 1 Middle School, aren't you afraid that your brand will be ruined?"
"Snowflake babies, don't get excited. Let's pay more attention to my sister's competition! After all, Zeng Xiaoxiao in the video is just a small matter. Our sister doesn't care about it so much, and we can't bring trouble to our sister!"
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Yuncheng First People's Hospital.
"Auntie, why did you bring me to the hospital?"
Jiang Suyun was on vacation today, and while she had time, she quickly asked Jiang Wan, who had just finished school, to go to the hospital for a physical examination. Although Dr. Xu said that it could be done once every six months, she was always worried about Jiang Wan's health.
"I happen to have time today. I asked you to ask your brother to take you for a physical examination when you are free, but I don't trust you, so I will simply take you to check it out."
"Auntie, I'm really fine. I've been taking medicine on time recently, and all my previous injuries have healed, but there are still some scars."
Jiang Suyun paused, then gently lifted up the little girl's sleeves. She had such beautiful hands, but there were light pink scars on her arms.
Jiang Suyun was heartbroken, "Then let me get you some ointment to apply on it. The ointment I brought from Yancheng should be almost used up. If you are about to use up these things, you have to tell me. Don't be afraid that I will find it troublesome. Your
Auntie takes everything to heart."
When Jiang Wan heard this, she felt warm in her heart. She nodded, "Yes, okay, auntie."
Jiang Suyun happily touched the little girl's hair, then took her hand and walked to the dermatology department.
Jiang Wan was very lucky that if something happened to her family, all her relatives would choose to avoid suspicion, except for her aunt and uncle who did not!