1959Siheyuan, a Turnaround

Since learning about Yang Qiming's team's plagiarism, Li Weiguo remained calm and knew that he had to change his strategy immediately and find a quiet place for the team to study.

After much deliberation, he decided to ask his class teacher Xu Changqing for help.

Li Weiguo trotted to the teacher's office and knocked on the door gently.

"Please come in." Xu Changqing's steady voice came from inside the room.

Li Weiguo pushed open the door, with a look of anxiety and earnestness on his face. He bowed slightly and greeted politely: "Hello, Teacher Xu!"

Xu Changqing put down the book in his hand, looked up, and saw that it was Li Weiguo. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he asked gently: "Weiguo, why are you in such a hurry? What's the matter with you coming to see me?"

Li Weiguo took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, walked forward, leaned forward slightly, and whispered: "Teacher Xu, this is the case. Isn't our school going to hold a mechanical competition soon? Our team has been preparing for this competition day and night, but now we have encountered a big problem."

As he spoke, his brows furrowed and his face looked troubled.

Xu Changqing gently pushed his glasses, sat up straight, and asked with concern: "Oh? What's the problem? Tell me slowly."

Li Weiguo's eyes revealed helplessness and anxiety, and he continued, "Teacher Xu, you also know that this competition requires new ideas, but discussing in the dormitory will inevitably leak new ideas. In addition, students come and go in the dormitory, and there are all kinds of noises. Our thoughts are always interrupted, and we can't concentrate on revising the plan."

Xu Changqing nodded slightly and said thoughtfully: "So that's how it is. This is indeed a problem."

Li Weiguo saw that the teacher was moved and his eyes became more earnest. He quickly said, "Teacher Xu, I know that there are several empty meeting rooms in the school. Can you lend us one of them? It will be for a few days. After the competition is over, we will return it immediately. We promise not to make it dirty or damaged, and we will clean it up."

His eyes were fixed on Teacher Xu, full of anticipation.

Xu Changqing stood up, folded his hands across his chest, paced around the office, thought for a moment, then turned and looked at Li Weiguo.

Then, he said earnestly: "Weiguo, I admire your enthusiasm for the competition. The school provides these resources to support your learning and research. The conference room can be lent to you, but you must remember that this is a precious opportunity. You must cherish it and make achievements."

A light flashed in Li Weiguo's eyes for a moment. He straightened up excitedly and quickly responded: "Teacher Xu, don't worry! We will not let you down and will try our best. If we can get good results this time, it will be thanks to your support." His face was filled with gratitude and joy.

Xu Changqing smiled and patted Li Weiguo on the shoulder, encouraging him: "Go ahead and prepare well. I'm looking forward to seeing your wonderful performance."

Li Weiguo bowed again to express his gratitude: "Thank you so much, Teacher Xu! I will go and inform the team members first."

After saying that, he walked out of the office quickly with brisk steps and headed towards the dormitory.

On the other side, Wang Yong rushed back to the dormitory and found that Yang Qiming was not there.

He then told everyone in the dormitory about how Yang Qiming's team had plagiarized their design ideas, causing an uproar in the dormitory.

Zhao Shuheng stood up from his chair with his eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief: "What? Yang Qiming is too shameless. He actually eavesdropped on the idea that Weiguo worked so hard to come up with and plagiarized it. How can this be possible!"

Su Jincheng also put down the material he was studying, his heart filled with anger: "I was wondering why he was acting so sneaky recently, always coming over when we were discussing something, it turns out he had bad intentions! What about Weiguo? We can't just let it go like this."

Zhang Jianguo was even more direct. He rolled up his sleeves and rushed out the door: "I'm going to argue with him now and make him explain clearly why he stole the fruits of other people's labor!"

His face turned red, veins bulged on his neck, and every step he took made the floor thump, as if he was ready to fight Yang Qiming right away.

Liu Fusheng put his hands on his hips and said angrily: "This Yang Qiming is simply a despicable villain. We are all in the same dormitory, but he can do such a thing."

Chen Yuxuan, who had been leaning on the quilt reading a book, slammed the book in his hand on the table and stood up.

He could have stayed out of this matter, but he really couldn't stand what Yang Qiming did.

Now, his face was full of anger, veins popped out on his forehead, and he shouted at the top of his voice: "This is too outrageous! He is usually weird, but I didn't expect him to do such a shameless thing. Others are working hard to come up with ideas, but he just picks up the ready-made ones and steals other people's ideas. What kind of ability is that!"

While yelling, Chen Yuxuan walked angrily to the middle of the group, clasped his hands over his chest, and his eyes were full of anger.

Although he did not participate in this competition, he also looked down on Yang Qiming's despicable behavior.

Seeing that everyone was so angry, Wang Yong spoke up to calm everyone down: "Everyone, listen carefully. Don't be impulsive. Weiguo said that if we go to him now to make trouble, it will only alert the enemy and will not do us any good. We need to stay calm and think long-term."

"Besides, Weiguo has found a solution. He went to borrow the conference room from Teacher Xu."

After listening to Wang Yong's words, everyone knew that Li Weiguo already had a plan to deal with it.

Only then did they calm down a little, but no one could help but curse Yang Qiming to vent their dissatisfaction.

Just as everyone was talking, the dormitory door was pushed open with a creaky sound, and Yang Qiming walked in humming a little tune.

For a moment, the air in the dormitory seemed to freeze, and the space that was noisy just now instantly became silent.

The anger on Wang Yong's face was instantly suppressed by him. He clenched his teeth, his cheeks bulged, and his knuckles turned white because he clenched his fists so tightly.

He took a deep breath, swallowed the rebuke that was about to come out of his mouth, and sat back in his chair as if nothing had happened.

Zhao Shuheng also quickly adjusted his mood. His hands that were pushing up his glasses trembled slightly, and his eyes behind the lenses were full of hidden anger.

He hurriedly sorted out the documents on the table, trying to use this action to cover up the turbulent waves in his heart. At the same time, he secretly glanced at Yang Qiming, his eyes full of disgust and contempt.

Zhang Jianguo also tried hard to shut his mouth at this moment. His body was trembling slightly because of anger, his chest was heaving violently, and he was gasping for breath.

Seeing Yang Qiming coming in, she stood there in a daze, but she tried to force out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said calmly, "Hey, Qiming, you're back."

Anyone could hear the unnaturalness in the tone.

Chen Yuxuan snorted coldly and turned his head away with disgust, not wanting Yang Qiming to see the anger on his face.

He crossed his arms over his chest, walked to the window angrily, looked out the window, and muttered softly: "Humph, there are all kinds of birds in the forest. I've never seen such a thing in my life!"

The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for everyone in the dormitory to hear.