i am the fiance

"How is it possible?" Bei Tingle said in a very angry tone, frowning, "Teacher, my painting was completed in the studio from beginning to end, and I didn't even go home this week because of this painting. Time to copy paintings from the neighboring province."

"The people next door don't know me, so it's impossible to come here deliberately to copy my paintings!" Bei Tingle thought more and more impossible, "Could it be that our two brains collided?"

"I asked the organizer of the competition, and the judges judged that there were signs of plagiarism." The art teacher was also very helpless. Bei Tingle was a seedling he was very optimistic about. However, it is very beautiful. It is no exaggeration to say that he can feel the soul in that painting.

"This is too ridiculous!" Bei Tingle looked at the group of Bai Yishu who were not far away and looked here, and said with a sad face.Dissatisfaction, resentment and powerlessness slowly fermented in my heart.

"Don't get frustrated so early, the competition hasn't issued a verdict yet, we can appeal." The art teacher heard the disappointment in Bei Tingle's tone, and said comfortingly, "I'll check it out for you later. After a look at the news, the situation may not be as bad as imagined."

"Understood, thank you teacher." Bei Tingle said in a low voice, "If you can appeal, the teacher will try to help me appeal!"

"Well, you can also ask who else has been in the studio besides you and An Shengsheng." The art teacher hesitated for a while, and then said, he didn't want to guess that the young girls and young people in the school had such fundamentals. Terrible.

"Okay." After Bei Tingle finished speaking, he heard that the other side hung up the phone, and then put the phone away.

Bai Yishu saw that Bei Tingle had stopped there, so he told a group of his classmates that he wanted to go over to meet Bei Tingle, but just as he opened his umbrella, Luo Zihua got in, laughing. Said: "Brother Bai, let's go together!"

When Luo Zihua arrived at the place, she slipped under Bai Tingle's umbrella from under Bai Yishu's umbrella, saw Bei Tingle's expression, paused, put her arms around his neck and said, "Fatty, why do you look like the sky is falling, what's wrong?" It's okay, think about it, today your painting is going to be displayed on Yunzuo Taotao, this is Yunzuo Taotao, if my painting can be hung up, no matter how sad it is, I can laugh out loud !"

"What's wrong?" Bai Yishu asked more concisely.

Bei Tingle showed a bitter smile and said sadly: "My painting has been cancelled."

"Why?" Luo Zihua's eyes widened, and she said incredulously, "Isn't the matter already settled? Could it be that the competition party notified the wrong person?"

"Brother Bao?!" Along with Luo Zihua's voice, there was a shout of surprise from Zang Dingzhi.

"Zang Town, why are you here?" Bai Yishu asked in surprise.

"I participated in the art competition for middle school students, and the painting was exhibited here." Kuramachiyuki smiled proudly.

"But I remember Zhuang Zhou saying that you were eliminated in the rematch?!" Bai Yishu asked in a low voice.

"I don't know either. The organizer called my instructor today and said that when summarizing the paintings of various provinces today, they found that the original ranking was wrong, so they moved my painting to the previous one for the exhibition." Machizhi looked at Bei Tingle, turned to Bai Yishu and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

"What a coincidence." Bai Yishu murmured to himself.

"I rely on this rubbish to compete!" Luo Zihua yelled when he heard Bei Tingle's reason, but he knew how much Bei Tingle had put in for this competition. We have to go to the Painting and Calligraphy Association to find them."

"Sorry!" Hearing what Luo Zihua said, Zang Zhizhi felt uneasy and apologized.

"It's not your problem, so there's no need to apologize." After Bai Yishu finished speaking, he looked at Bei Tingle and asked, "What else did your art teacher say?"

Kuromachizhi looked at his parents who came with him behind him, and asked them to go to the exhibition hall uncomfortably.Although he didn't want to admit it, it was a disgraceful opportunity for him to enter the hall.Zang Zhizhi lowered his head. During this re-examination, he caught a bad cold and had a fever every day. He didn't have the heart to think about the competition. Before the drawing was fully conceived, he hurriedly drew it and handed it in. .During his cold period, he vaguely overheard his mother's persuasion for Qing'er to take a drawing, but he hesitated again and again and still didn't stop him. He knew that he was not in good condition, and if one more person went down, he might take over.

Zang Zhizhi clenched his fists. When he caught a cold, he was full of resignation. He obviously had the ability to win, but he couldn't perform well.

Now seeing Bei Tingle is sad, but also full of unease.

When he first came here, he was thinking, why did his mother ask Yan Qing'er to get Bei Ting Le down, and he still hasn't figured it out, the only possible reason is probably for him? !

Wei Shufen walked on the marble floor with her husband on her arm. After seeing the painting between their family, she was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear.

Wei Shufen thought in her heart, fortunately, the art teacher had something to do with it, she inquired about their family's ranking in the preliminary round early, fortunately, it was done well, as for Bei Tingle who was kicked out, he lived in Fuyu The young master of the family does not lack these things at all.

Hearing Luo Zihua's comfort in front of him, Bei Tingle became more and more depressed.

At this moment, the sound of a 'buzzing' locomotive rushed over from far and near.

A red motorcycle rushed towards the gap between Betinle and the flower bed.

Luo Zihua's eyes widened and he pulled Bei Tingle to the side.

The motorcycle missed a hit and ran away immediately.

Bai Yishu put down his grasping fingers, pursed his lips, and looked at the motorcycle running away regretfully.

This is the second time, this is the second time he has not caught Betinle.

Yunzuo Taotao is a courtyard design similar to Western European style. When Bei Tingle answered the phone, he had just walked to half of the open courtyard. It was in the middle right and close to the flower bed. If the motorcycle was driving normally, it would not Choose such a small gap to open in.

Bei Tingle was caught off guard, and rushed towards the Tibetan town opposite him with an umbrella in his hand.

Due to inertia, Betinle completely ignored the drizzling weather, and waved his hands to stop him from falling.

Yan Qing'er finished his work ahead of time, and when he entered Yunzuo Taotao, he saw Bei Tingle hitting another person with a yellow umbrella with his umbrella, and then they both fell to the ground, even when they fell, they didn't stop Stop fighting.

Yan Qing'er saw it and ran up quickly.

When Bei Tingle fell, the two umbrellas got entangled and pressed on the body of the Tibetan town. When he wanted to stand up in a hurry, he didn't realize it. The clothes were caught by the umbrella frame. When he got up, he fell again, and the two fell down again. got together.

"Brother, why are you fighting like others? The umbrella is broken." Luo Zihua took out the umbrella, and when Bai Yishu went to help Bei Tingle, Yan Qing'er hurried over and said.

"Zang Zhizhi?" Yan Qing'er quickly helped him up, and said anxiously, "Are you okay, just now I saw my brother whipping you with an umbrella at the gate, I apologize for my brother."

Seeing Bei Tingle's accident, the students from the third class standing at the door held up their umbrellas and ran towards this side in a hurry.

As soon as he came over, he heard Yan Qing'er's mentally handicapped remarks, and couldn't help but show an indescribable expression.

Because he was holding an umbrella, Yan Qing'er didn't realize that what he said was wrong at all, so he held the umbrella to help Zang Zhizhi block the rain and continued to ask: "Zang Zhizhi, are you not injured? Brother, why did you fight?"

Bei Tingle hid under the umbrella of Bai Yi's book, not in the mood to speak lightly, and silently patted the wet water droplets on his body.

"That's enough, talk lightly, just talk nonsense about what you know." Bai Yishu couldn't listen anymore,

Over there, Luo Zihua hid under the umbrella of the three groups of people, told them all the information he knew, then looked at An Shengsheng and asked, "Shengsheng, besides you, is there anyone else in your studio who has seen your paintings?" ?”

An Shengsheng thought about it carefully, because their art teacher pays great attention to plagiarism and usually talks a lot, so since she and Bei Tingle used the studio, the three classes rarely went into that studio, and even if they did, they seldom To see their paintings: "There is no one!"

"How did that painting get plagiarized? I don't believe that someone else's brainwaves will overlap with Bei Tingle's." Luo Zihua said angrily, "After I go there on Monday, I'll check the monitoring and check them one by one. Fatty can't stand it." It's a pity."

"No, there is another person." An Shengsheng suddenly called out.

"Who?"

"Yan Qing'er." An Shengsheng looked at Yan Qing'er over there, swallowed and said.