Returning to high school, I bound the Xueba system

Only Zhou Shibi smiled triumphantly and said:

"Naturally there is a better place to go. It just so happens that there is a position in our school. He is suitable in all aspects. I have already submitted his resume. He can basically come to join the job in a few days."

Zhou Shien looked at his younger brother's confident appearance, although he didn't fully agree with his younger brother's approach, but he had to admit that this method is indeed the fastest and most effective at present.

After all, the power of public opinion is not something ordinary people can bear.

The principal and Mr. Wang had already arrived in Shanghai, and came to the magazine that hosted the composition competition. After the two explained their intentions, they presented the evidence.

Due to work mistakes, the articles of the preliminary competition were published in advance, and now many people are paying attention to this suspected plagiarism incident.

As for the magazine, what they didn't expect at all was that the suspected plagiarist involved in this competition was one year old, and he was actually quite famous.

Therefore, the staff of the magazine's judging committee attached great importance to this plagiarism incident, and immediately studied the relevant evidence presented by the principal of the Experimental Middle School in Province H and Mr. Wang who came from afar.

He also compared Zhou Sui's composition with Wang Yanshu's composition, coupled with the evidence on the Internet, no matter which one was presented, it showed that Zhou Sui suffered an innocent disaster this time, and there was no plagiarism at all.

The result was obvious. It was Wang Yanshu who imitated her homework before her first birthday. There was no need to make a big fuss about it, as long as the plagiarist was disqualified from the competition.

Professor Feng, who is a member of the organizing committee, insisted that this matter must have involved the issue of leaking questions.

Otherwise, even if the girl named Wang Yanshu deliberately imitated Zhou Sui's work, it is unlikely that the similarity would be as high as 50% or more this time.

Could it be that who would recite the full text when reading the anthology?

Although everyone on the jury has different opinions, due to the pressure of public opinion, an explanation must be given to the public.

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Ding Nanxing's uncle, Qiao Xing, was watching the online news about this composition competition in the office. When he was upset, the phone rang suddenly.

Qiao Xing saw the big word "Old Zhang" on the caller ID of the mobile phone, and couldn't help feeling more irritable. He picked up the phone and said impatiently:

"Old Zhang, what's the matter?"

Lao Zhang on the other side of the phone was not polite, and said bluntly:

"Dean Qiao! Don't be a noble person who forgets things too much. To be honest, there is something wrong with our composition competition. I think you should have heard the news."

Qiao Xing pretended to be calm, and said in a kind tone:

"Old Zhang, what are you talking about? What happened to the composition competition?"

Lao Zhang on the other end of the phone was startled for a moment, and asked in disbelief:

"Dean Qiao, what do you mean by that? Are you planning to kill the donkey?"

Qiao Xing smiled bluntly and said:

"Old Zhang, look at you, we have known each other for so many years, why do you still not express your meaning now? What kind of grind, what kind of donkey, I don't understand what you are talking about!"

When Lao Zhang heard Qiao Xing's words, how could he not understand what Qiao Xing meant, and said happily instead of anger:

"Dean Qiao, are you pretending that I don't know that your niece is Ding Nanxing?"

When Qiao Xing heard the name of his niece from Lao Zhang's mouth, he straightened his back in an instant and thought to himself:

At that time, I obviously took the safest way, and what I let Lao Zhang protect was the work of the girl named Wang Yanshu, while my niece Ding Nanxing just knew the topic of the composition in advance and made preparations early.

After all, Ding Nanxing has been doing deliberate training for the past few years since he knew that there was a composition competition, and he could be recommended to go this way. work.

At that time, pushing Wang Yanshu to Lao Zhang was just to divert attention.

So how did Lao Zhang know that his niece belonged to Ding Nanxing?This guy is not cheating himself, is he?

So Qiao Xing did not change his face, pretending to be calm and asked:

"Old Zhang, what are you talking about? What Ding Nanxing?"

On the other end of the phone, Lao Zhang heard that Qiao Xing was starting now, and he didn't admit it at all. His heart was overwhelmed, and he said angrily:

"Dean Qiao, you don't have to be smart to be fooled by your cleverness! Do you just pretend that you tell me a person, and I will do this? Let me tell you, I only told you about the composition questions, as for what you said , that child named Wang Yanshu, he can enter the finals because her work itself has that level, who would have thought that it was copied! The original sentence is copied! If you don’t have that brain, don’t come here Participate in the composition competition, what else can you do besides causing trouble..."

Qiao Xingquan thought that Lao Zhang wanted to relieve his anger, let Lao Zhang complain over there, and did not answer his words, but heard Lao Zhang suddenly change the tone on the other end of the phone:

"You bastard, you also think I'm a fool. You also said that next semester you will be promoted, you transfer your grandma's legs, you transfer! I have asked someone to inquire about it, and there is no personnel transfer at all! "

Qiao Xing originally felt a little guilty about lying to Lao Zhang to reveal the composition topic to himself, but after being scolded by Lao Zhang, he was heartbroken and answered:

"Old Zhang, old Zhang! For more than ten years, you have kept saying every day that you regard me as your best friend. Now when there is something troublesome, you start to blame me. You speak evil words like me, you Is this what a good friend should do?"

When Lao Zhang heard Qiao Xing's words, he sneered and said:

"Hey! Why didn't I find out before that you are so good at beating back? You treat me as a good friend, and you let me steal questions for you? You treat me as a good friend, and you don't even follow who your niece is." I'm telling the truth? I really can't bear the word "friend" of your Qiao Xing!"

Qiao Xing didn't care much about Lao Zhang's emotions, but he keenly heard what Lao Zhang said—not even his niece told him the truth.

So Lao Zhang really knew—Wang Yanshu was not his niece?

Be careful and continue to ask calmly:

"Old Zhang, you might as well just say it straight, how do you want to solve this matter?"

Hearing Qiao Xing's words, Lao Zhang felt a chill in his heart. This Qiao Xing was indeed a cold-blooded and nostalgic guy.

He opened the mouth and said, "Dean Qiao, you have a bright future, so naturally I can't do anything about it. From the beginning of this matter, you pulled out Wang Yanshu and said she was your niece. You must have thought about it. If something happened, let her take over. But I don't know where this idiot came from, and it can really make you feel like a backstop."

Lao Zhang knew that he couldn't beat Qiao Xing at all, and scolded him just now, on the one hand, to relieve his anger, and on the other hand, to make Qiao Xing feel that he is a person who is not afraid of being happy. In the future, he will think about revenge when his wings grow stronger. .....

Just listen to Lao Zhang continue:

"Dean Qiao, although I am really angry that you don't regard me as a friend, after all, we have been friends for more than ten years, and now I still have to remind you of something."

When Qiao Xing heard Lao Zhang's words, he knew that the matter was not simple, so he asked eagerly:

"Remind me of what?"