"Thank you for the compliment." The man nodded and smiled at Tang Kexin.
Tang Kexin looked at the man's face and was stunned for a second.
This man is very good-looking, especially his eyes, which are as clear as the rumors say.
Tang Ke thought to himself that if he hadn't made his face so dirty, he would be the most attractive artist on this street.
"Sorry." Tang Kexin came to her senses and felt that it was rude to look at a man so directly, so she apologized quickly.
"I shouldn't keep looking at you. But... I think your eyes are beautiful."
"Thank you." The man replied coldly.
Tang Kexin felt that the other party was not very welcoming to her, so she looked at her senior sister, then took a deep breath, turned around and prepared to leave.
But as soon as they took two steps, the man said, "Do you want to buy the design draft?"
Hearing this, Tang Kexin turned around slowly and looked at the man with a confused look on her face, "You want to sell me the design draft?"
The man nodded, "Yes, if you take it to participate in the competition, even if you can't win the championship, you can still finish in the top three. There will be bonuses anyway."
Tang Kexin was a little confused by his words. She blinked, rubbed her temples and said, "Why should I use your design to win the award? Wouldn't it be better for you to enter it yourself?"
After finishing speaking, as if he felt that his expression was not clear enough, Tang Kexin said again: "You are so talented, you can't waste it."
"So what if you're talented." The man sighed, his face full of sadness, "You're still being bullied."
"You...were bullied?" Tang Kexin looked at him, as if she somewhat understood this man's situation.
Not only her, but several senior students on the side also saw the clues.
They didn't understand design, but Tang Kexin did. She said it looked good, so they believed that this person was really good.
A truly talented person has become the most embarrassed artist here. This story is absolutely wonderful.
The seniors want to eat melon.
But Tang Kexin really cared about this man.
The man nodded and sighed softly, as if he had been bullied miserably, "My dear, all my designs were stolen and used to win awards."
"They plagiarized you?" Tang Kexin vaguely understood the meaning.
The man nodded and said aggrievedly: "Not only did he plagiarize, but he also kicked me out. All the treasures I designed were ruined."
He didn't even care about being fired, but he did care that after he was plagiarized, so many of his works were set on fire.
He couldn't accept that those works, which he treated as a child, were destroyed like this, and he was not willing to do so.
Tang Kexin heard this, with sympathy written all over her face, "Do you want to defend your rights? Is there any legal aid here?"
"I'm not here to be bullied. I'm in Shengguo, and they bully me in Shengguo." The man said, with anger written all over his face.
If he could, he really wanted to go back immediately, grab that person's wrist, and tell him to pay back everything he owed him.
As soon as she heard that it was Sheng Guo, Tang Kexin looked at his design and thought deeply.
These designs are all the best. If you take them back, you can open a studio and amaze everyone.
Tang Kexin estimated her savings and suddenly had an idea, "Do you want to go back? I'll help you find a lawyer."
"Thank you for your kindness. Don't bother me. Lawyers can't recover my lost honor, let alone resurrect my dead children." The man gave up on himself. (To be continued)