Fast forward to two and a half years old: The villain boss is obsessed with raising cubs

Luo Qingqing followed the sound and saw a thin scholar standing upright under the stage, his eyes full of doubts.

Her heart skipped a beat. After all, it was plagiarism. Being asked this question suddenly, Luo Qingqing couldn't help but feel guilty.

But Luo Qingqing soon realized that this was not in her original world. Even if she copied it, no one would notice it.

This person is probably jealous of himself.

Normally, on the way to becoming the protagonist, there will always be some villains standing in the way.

"That's right, everyone is watching here, so it can still be fake."

After calming down, Luo Qingqing looked at the person who spoke confidently.

The man sneered: "But I seem to have seen this poem somewhere."

"Zhang Jia, don't talk nonsense. If such an outstanding work had been written long ago, how could there be no news in Kyoto?"

Some people don't believe it.

"Brother Zhao, since I can say this, I am absolutely confident."

Bowing slightly to the disbelieving man, Zhang Jia raised his head and looked at Luo Qingqing: "Brother Luo, do you dare to say it again in front of everyone, you wrote this word yourself?"

this person?

No, that's not right.

Luo Qingqing's intuition made her feel a burst of pressure.

Is it possible that he really has evidence to prove that he copied it?

But at this time, other people present who supported Luo Qingqing were filled with indignation: "Brother Luo, we believe you."

Of course, there are also people who see something fishy and fish in troubled waters, just waiting to see the excitement.

Luo Qingqing was raised high by loud words from everyone. At this time, if she denied that she was the original words, it would be like stamping her face on the ground.

But if she insists that she is the original author, if this person really comes up with evidence, her reputation will be tarnished.

After struggling for a long time, Luo Qingqing finally nodded calmly: "Yes, this poem was indeed written by me."

If she admits it, there is still a chance of survival. This person named Zhang Jia is probably just deceiving her. If she doesn't admit the originality, there will be no room for maneuver.

Zhang Jia nodded, his eyes full of pity.

He took out a book from his sleeve.

"Everyone, have you noticed that the fifth lyric in this book is actually what Brother Luo says is his own original work?"

"what book?"

Seeing that Zhang Jia actually produced evidence, everyone moved over and turned to the location pointed by Zhang Jia.

"Huh? Is it really true?"

"Yes, exactly the same."

"How is this going?"

"What else could happen? Luo Wu must have copied it. Zhang Jia can't create a book out of thin air in such a short period of time."

The incident reversed too quickly, and Luo Qingqing was knocked back to her original form before she could even enjoy the attention of the crowd for two seconds.

This feeling of falling suddenly from the clouds to the mud made Luo Qingqing extremely uncomfortable.

How can it be!

Sensing the different looks from everyone, Luo Qingqing's face turned red and white.

She rushed forward without giving up, grabbed the book and flipped through two pages. They were all poems from her own world.

Except for the fact that the original author's name is not written, the content is exactly the same.

How could this be?

Are there other time travelers in this world?

It must be, it must be.

That person was so good at what he did. It didn’t matter that he was the first to cook the hot pot, but he actually copied all these poems.

hateful! hateful! ! !

They all came from modern times, why do they have to do things so absolutely?

"It's so shameless to plagiarize."

"Tsk tsk, the world is declining. Although we are not talented enough, we don't bother to do such trivial things."

"No wonder I have never heard of Luo Wu's reputation before. What kind of reputation can a plagiarist have?"

Listening to the whispers around her, Luo Qingqing felt extremely harsh.

No, you should be surrounded by halo and praise, these are all fake!

Yes, they must all be fake.

Luo Qingqing brainwashed herself in this way, but this was the fact. No matter how Luo Qingqing fantasized in her mind, the contemptuous looks of everyone would not change.

"Get away! Get away! What are you looking at!"

Luo Qingqing became so angry that she waved her hands violently to drive away the people around her, showing her ugly behavior in every move.

"What are you doing? You're not allowed to tell anyone about plagiarism, right?"

The onlookers avoided Luo Qingqing's attack.

Cuizhu quickly went to stop Luo Qingqing, who was out of control: "Sir, please calm down."

Mu Xiuzhu and Zhou Xuanyi on the stage couldn't help but frowned when they saw Luo Qingqing's attitude.

The eldest lady of the dignified Shangshu Mansion, even if she plagiarized, she behaved in such an ugly manner, which was simply an embarrassment to the Shangshu Mansion.

What was supposed to be the beginning of the attraction between the male and female protagonists was completely destroyed.

The scene was in chaos. Zhang Jia touched the silver in his pocket and slowly walked out of Liuyun Tower.

Gee, it’s so easy to make money. Just a few words can make you ten taels of silver.

And the person behind all this was riding a carriage to the Huguo Temple to offer incense.

"Miaomiao, be careful, don't touch it."

Luo Wanying looked helplessly at the little guy who was leaning on the window looking out, and warned him warmly.

The carriage was bumpy, and Miaomiao was young, so she could easily hit her head if she wasn't careful.

Hearing Luo Wanying's words, Miaomiao retracted her head from the window and showed a soft smile to her mother obediently.

"It's okay, Miaomiao, please be careful and you won't get hit."

After saying that, the little boy went back to the window.

Cubs are always extremely curious and want to take a second look at everything they encounter.

But before he could lie down for two seconds, the wheels of the carriage seemed to hit a stone, causing him to jolt violently.

Miaomiao's center of gravity was unsteady, and her forehead banged against the window.

Almost instantly, the little guy's forehead became red and swollen.

Woo~

The aggrieved Miaomiao suddenly had red eyes and wet eyes, like a kitten that lost a fight outside.

"it hurts."

Luo Yunfei, who was silent on the side, quickly hugged the crying child and gently rubbed the red and swollen area on his forehead.

"Be good, rub it and it won't hurt anymore."

The little baby, comforted by his friends, immediately felt even more aggrieved, hugging Luo Yunfei and humming like a baby.

Luo Wanying pinched the little guy's face angrily, "I told you to be disobedient. Now you know it hurts."

Miaomiao stared at Luo Wanying with red eyes.

Luo Wanying originally wanted to use this incident to teach Miao Miao to pay attention to safety. When the little kid looked at her pitifully, her heart suddenly softened. She still remembered to teach the child a lesson, so she immediately softened her voice. Soothing softly: "Miaomiao, dear, it's all because of the bad carriage. It hurts Miaomiao, right? It won't hurt anymore if you kiss her."

While talking, Luo Wanying kissed the little guy's face and at the same time, she didn't forget to hit the window of the carriage. It can be said that she was very childish.

Xiaohuan saw her young lady acting childish for the first time, and for a moment she didn't know what expression she should use.

……

There are too many slots but no mouth.