Rebirth: Those Years When I Was a Bad Student

It turns out that everyone was discussing her plagiarism.

Zhang Yumian: "Yueyue, tell me in detail."

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After hearing what Zheng Yue said, Zhang Yu laughed.

"Mianmian, how come you are still in the mood to laugh?" Zheng Yue said anxiously.

"If you talk about plagiarism, then it can only be that I plagiarized myself." After Zhang Yumian finished speaking, he was thinking whether his fake identity would be exposed this time.

"Yes, Mianmian, you have submitted your article before, how could I have forgotten about it?" Zheng Yue felt relieved immediately.

Sometimes Zhang Yumian would submit her own essays, but she didn't expect that it would be involved in plagiarism. It seemed that she was careless.

After Cheng Yao and Zhang Wentian came in, they noticed that there were so many people outside the classroom, and joked, "Brother Cheng, are they all here to see you, the top student?"

Cheng Yao just gave him a speechless look and let him figure it out himself, then walked straight into the classroom.

"Zheng Yue, do you know what's going on? Why are there so many people at the door?" Zhang Wentian felt that it was appropriate to ask Zheng Yue this question, as she was the most gossipy person on weekdays.

Zheng Yue convinced him again.

Zhang Wentian: "What's the big deal? Just say you wrote it yourself. It's also what's on the website and in the magazine. Isn't that enough?"

Cheng Yao: "They may not believe it. They may think Zhang Yumian is making excuses for herself. They need evidence to prove that they stabbed you alone."

Zhang Yumian glanced at Cheng Yao and saw that he had really thought it through. "Don't worry, I know how to solve this problem."

Zhang Yumian was going to go back and print out the records of communication with the editor, as well as the email addresses and times of submissions. She never expected that she would encounter something like this one day.

"Zhang Yumian, the head teacher wants you to go to the office."

As expected, no one who was supposed to come would be late. She didn't plagiarize, so there was nothing to feel guilty about. She walked in with confidence.

"Teacher, what do you want to talk to me about?" It was difficult to say it directly, so Zhang Yumian had to pretend to be confused.

Lao Yang felt that this was not right. This matter had spread today. "Zhang Yumian, did you hear anything today?" the teacher asked tentatively.

"Are you talking about my plagiarism? If so, I heard it." Zhang Yumian continued to stand obediently.

"This incident has a huge impact now, and other schools are also spreading it." Although he trusts his students very much, this incident has such a huge impact now that the school demands an explanation.

"The teacher knows you wouldn't do that, but now you need to prove it. If you can't prove it, the school requires you to apologize publicly."

"Teacher, don't worry. I can prove that I didn't plagiarize."

"Then how are you going to prove it?" Lao Yang was still a little worried.

"To prove that I am Persimmon, I will bring the communication records between me and the editor and the submission records tomorrow. You can't say that I plagiarized myself."

Lao Yang stood there in a daze, and other teachers in the office also looked over here.

They were also curious about how this matter would be resolved and originally wanted to make a public apology.

Today they also read an article written by a writer named Persimmon, which was very well written.

I thought of many possibilities, but the only thing I hadn't thought of was linking the student in front of me with persimmons.

This Persimmon is now a relatively mature author, with a fixed content output every month.

"You are the author whose pen name is Persimmon." Lao Yang asked uncertainly. Has his student already published an article?

Zhang Yumian nodded, "I will bring the evidence tomorrow, or I can log on to the website now and prove whether I am a persimmon or not."

"The teacher believes in you, go back. I will tell the school about the situation."

As soon as Zhang Yumian left the office, Lao Yang went to find the dean of studies with a cup of tea in his hand. He was still in a light mood when he left. Those youth essays that were very popular among students were written by his students.

Suddenly I walked more lightly.

After returning to the classroom, Zheng Yue asked worriedly, "How is Mianmian? What did Lao Yang say?"

Zhang Yumian: "It's okay, I'll bring the evidence over tomorrow, it's no big deal."

After returning home, Zhang Yumian took screenshots of the author area of ​​his website, his communications with the editor, the publication time, etc. He compiled the evidence and then went to a printing shop to make three copies.

One copy is placed in the classroom, one copy is given to the teacher, and one copy is posted in the school.

As for the rumors about other schools, it doesn’t matter. Naturally, the schools will contact and clarify.

Zhang Wentian looked at the information in his hand and said, "Let's see what they can say now."

"That's right, but Mianmian, you are amazing. You have so many fans." Zheng Yue said

In fact, Zhang Yumian seldom visits the author's homepage. She usually sends the manuscript to the editor via email and then does not read it.

I only realized there were so many fans and messages when I went there yesterday.

After graduating from high school, she will have more time and she plans to write a serial novel.

After all the evidence was presented, the plagiarism storm was over.

As a result, the school asked her to share her writing experience and how to improve her writing skills.

There are also teachers and students from other schools who submit their writings on a daily basis, but none of them are as successful as her.

Zhang Yumian actually wanted to say that she did not succeed in one step.

She has more experience and advantages than others, some advantages that come from the future.

But she couldn't refuse, so she went home and wrote down her daily reading habits and some of the books she had read, and gave them to the teacher so that her classmates could learn from them.

Writing is never achieved overnight; it requires constant practice.

The more you write, the more you will get the feel for it.

Gradually, many classmates would bring magazines to ask her for autographs, which made Zhang Yumian very confused.

I didn't expect that losing my identity would bring about such consequences.

She wanted to communicate with the editor and change her pen name.

In the end, I didn't change it because the editor didn't recommend it. Now that I have a certain degree of stickiness with readers, it's not appropriate to change my pen name at this time.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yumian gave up. With the increasing workload, he probably wouldn’t have much time to write.

Wait until college and start over again.

After this, the Chinese homework for every monthly and weekly exam will be printed out and distributed to other classes.

Zhang Yumian's reputation spread not only to Chengbei Middle School, but also to Chengnan Middle School and some high school students who knew Zhang Yumian.

Because one day when I was on QQ, Xu Guanzhong said that she is now famous and her Chinese teacher praises her every day in class.

Xu Guanzhong said that his biggest headache was writing essays, and asked him to give him some advice.

He would send his essays to Zhang Yumian every time, and Zhang Yumian would also give some appropriate suggestions.

Gradually, his composition scores also improved.

One day he said he wanted to give her a gift.

The next day, his friend came to Zhang Yumian and said, "Xu Guanzhong asked me to bring you here. He said he would treat you to dinner this weekend."

After thanking him, Zhang Yumian took the gift back to the classroom.

He also mentioned the dinner invitation on QQ.

But it was still a gift out of curiosity.