Book-wearing villain: In the beginning, I kidnapped the heroine!

As soon as the chief judge of the jury finished speaking, Zhao Fengqi was dragged down by the arms of several security guards in the audience.

"Let go!" Zhao Fengqi gave them a sidelong glance, broke away his hand, and walked down by himself as if maintaining the last dignity.

Until he stepped off the stage, Qin Xue stepped onto the podium to take his place, and there were still a few confused spectators discussing.

"Did he plagiarize? He didn't give a definite answer."

"How convincing do you want to be? He created it later than others, and the design process is also imitated by the professor. Who copied it?"

"Then why didn't the jury just say it directly?"

"This disqualifies him. How obvious it has to be said. Professionals can understand it. Do you have to let the FBI arrest him? Plagiarism is not a criminal case, and you have to go to court, especially Professor Eron They have been dead for so long, and it is even more difficult to obtain evidence, so Zhao Fengqi dared to plagiarize because of this loophole?"

"Bah, bah, bah, hypocrites are disgusting, they plagiarize the works of past teachers and slander them."

Zhao Fengqi left in embarrassment, his previous elite temperament was swept away, and even when he walked all the way backstage to get his personal belongings, he was watched all the way by the security guards, as if they were wary of him and afraid that he would steal something from the backstage.

When he walked to the parking lot, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist.

Before he could calm down, as soon as he walked to the front of the car, he saw a handsome man in a suit sitting leaning against the front of his car, with one hand propped on the hood of the car, and a cigarette in the other hand, Looking at him with interest.

"Brother came out so soon, I thought I had to wait for you for a while, do you smoke?" The cigarette case was knocked upside down in Su Qing's hand.

Zhao Fengqi clenched his fists with both hands, and his round fingers almost scratched his fingers, but reason suppressed him, stared at Su Qing for a long time, and only whispered a word, "Get lost."

After being scolded, Su Qing didn't show a trace of impatience. She even couldn't help shrugging her shoulders and laughing out loud when she saw the gentlemanly elite man swearing swear words for the first time.

A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed, and the smile on the corner of the mouth stretched out.

"Senior brother, why are you still swearing at others? Aren't you being polite to me in the venue just now? Why... isn't the game I played with you fun?"

Zhao Fengqi has been doing calculations for so many years, and the status and honor he has always been proud of have been wiped out by the other party in an instant, but the other party can say so lightly that he is playing games with him?

"Master Su, I don't want to play any games with you." He suppressed his anger, he didn't want to argue with Su Qing anymore, he tried to straighten his body not to let the other party see his embarrassment, walked around Su Qing and walked back.

But when he got into the car and was about to close the door, the door was blocked by someone.

Zhao Fengqi frowned and looked over, seeing Su Qing holding the window with a few fingers to prevent him from closing the door, he really wanted to pinch off the other's fingers, but even though he exerted enough strength, the door still didn't move at all. In the end, I could only let go of my hand.

"What are you going to do!"

Su Qing raised her chin at him, "Senior brother, jump inside, I don't think there will be many chances to meet in the future, I'm afraid you miss me, so I'll chat with you."

Zhao Fengqi squinted his eyes and looked at him with an expression of whether you are sick, "We have nothing to talk about, please go back."

It's a pity that Zhao Fengqi's verbal refusal was useless, even though he stopped Su Qing from getting in the car, he didn't stop him in the end, and the hand that pushed him hurt.

Zhao Fengqi had no choice but to scurry inside, looking up and down at the man who forced his way in, subconsciously feeling sad in his heart, this kid is not strong, what did he eat to grow up, he can be so strong?

Zhao Fengqi's two assistants were sitting in front, looking at Su Qing who was forcing his way in, and vigilantly looking at Zhao Fengqi in the rearview mirror, wanting to ask his boss if he should drive him out.

Zhao Fengqi turned around after receiving a signal from Zhao Fengqi shaking his head.

Zhao Fengqi tidied up his clothes, stared straight at the back of the chair in front of him, and didn't even want to wink at Su Qing.

"Tell me, is there anything else Young Master Su wants to talk to me about?"

Su Qing leaned lazily on the soft cushion behind her, raised her head and took a breath of the cigarette, and then said lightly when she spit it out again.

"Senior brother, I think you are quite talented. Why don't you plagiarize? However, I have to say that your trick of framing the blame and preempting the strike is really beautiful. I am not in vain to have an opponent like you. This line."

The window of the car was not opened, and Su Qing's two puffs of cigarettes filled the entire car. Zhao Fengqi coughed because of choking. He waved his hand and said angrily.

"I don't understand what you're saying."

"Senior brother is really calm, and he still refuses to admit it." Su Qing lifted her coat, "Don't worry, there is no recording equipment."

Zhao Fengqi knew that he was here to add insult to injury, so he was too lazy to use his tongue, and even pulled out an economic magazine from the front and read it.

Seeing his calm look, Su Qing didn't feel bored, so she said casually.

"Brother, your perjury is very beautiful, and you can make arrangements in advance, which is really beyond my expectations, but there are two points that I haven't figured out before. Since you have put the complete timeline and creation line together It's done, why not do it earlier?

And after you got the manuscript in Professor Eron's studio, why did you steal a fake one and burn it? In fact, you can burn the real one and make a fake one? "

The sound of flipping through the papers was mixed in Su Qing's voice, Zhao Fengqi seemed to have nothing beside him, letting Su Qing talk to himself.

Su Qing leaned on the seat with one hand, and looked sideways at the other party's expression. He didn't think that the other party could solve the puzzle for him, and he probably thought of the answer to the puzzle. Wanting to confirm the answer from Zhao Fengqi with a bit of malicious intent.

He slowly opened his mouth and said, "Brother, I guess you have calculated the design time of Professor Eron. You thought it was just before and after the school competition, and you wanted to strive for the authenticity of the timeline and chain of evidence to convince everyone, but you Unexpectedly... the professor has already started designing, and you never thought that you would actually be a model for the professor before Qin Xue returned to China......

And why did you burn a fake? I thought about it. The day you went to Professor Eron’s studio to get the manuscript was the day before the funeral. In fact, you planned to burn the real one, but your embroidery skills are not good. Professor Eron’s The manuscript is complicated, so you want to keep the original and learn his techniques slowly..."

While observing him, Su Qing said with a faint smile, "Brother, is my guess right?"

Zhao Fengqi flipped through the magazine with his fingers, paused for a moment, then looked at the magazine as if no one else was there, and said with a sneer, "Master Su is really imaginative, please go back if you have nothing else to do."

Su Qing raised her eyebrows, "Senior Brother, I have to admit that you are very smart and you are impeccable in your speech. I suddenly think that you are much more interesting than that dude Zhao Fenglin. Otherwise, how about our cooperation? Let me help you win the round first ?”