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"Impossible!" An Shengsheng murmured in shock.

After hearing An Shengsheng's words, the people around looked at Yan Qing'er together.

The crowd fell silent for a moment.

"Brother, you didn't fight?" Yan Qing'er immediately apologized when she saw that something was wrong, she said shyly, "I'm sorry, I made a mistake."

Bei Tingle didn't reply, his knee hurts, probably the skin is broken.

"Just now, Bei Tingle was almost hit by a car, and he couldn't stabilize before hitting me." Tibetan Machizhi explained.

Luo Zihua was the first to recover. He stepped forward and asked, "Yan Qinger, you have been to the studio, right?"

"Well, my mother asked me to deliver some things." Yan Qing'er said.

"You've seen the painting, haven't you?" Luo Zihua's expression was particularly serious, and she spoke faster and faster.

"I'm just curious!" Yan Qing'er said with a smile.

At this time, Bei Tingle no longer paid attention to the wound on her leg, but stared at Yan Qing'er, carefully checking whether she was lying.

The rain had stopped, and Bai Yishu had noticed Bei Tingle's leg just now. He closed his umbrella, squatted down and rolled up Bei Tingle's trousers to check the wound.

"Have you taken pictures yet?" Luo Zihua asked one after another.

Bei's father and mother Bei parked the car and rushed over. From a distance, they saw a group of people surrounding Bei Tingle. Afraid that something might happen, Bei's mother hurried over.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she got closer, she saw Yan Qing'er with a blushing face and a thick neck. Mother Bei suddenly remembered the email that the detective had just sent to Dad Bei.

"Is it necessary for me? In order to prevent my brother from winning the award, is it in the slightest good for me to find someone to copy my brother?" Yan Qing'er pointed at Bei Tingle and said angrily, "Brother, you are not Talk, you just watch others frame your sister like this?!"

"Ding Le, what's wrong with your leg?" Mother Bei looked at the crowd, but still wanted to save face for her daughter, and tried her best to maintain her peace of mind, but when she turned her head, she found that Bei Tingle was injured.

"Auntie, a motorcycle rushed out just now, and almost hit Betinle." Bai Yishu looked at the wound on his knee that was oozing blood, and said darkly.

Mother Bei frowned when she remembered what happened last time.

"Mom, Dad!" Yan Qing'er called out.

Mama Bei didn't answer, and Papa Bei just smiled silently beside her.

The atmosphere froze for a while.

At this moment, Bei Ting moved with joy, he walked to Yan Qing'er's side step by step, and stood still.

"Brother?" Yan Qing'er looked at Bei Tingle's expression, and was suddenly surrounded by an inexplicable sense of fear.

As soon as Yan Qing'er finished speaking, Bei Tingle slapped Yan Qing'er's face with a slap.

'Snapped'!

"Yan Qinger, I understand you."

After the fight, Bei Tingle bypassed Yan Qing'er and walked outside, "Mom, I'm going out to relax and go back at night."

"Auntie, I'll go and see him, don't worry." Bai Yishu said hastily, and chased after him.

"Qing'er, come and talk to your parents!" Bei's father looked at Yan Qing'er's swollen cheeks, although he felt distressed in his heart, he didn't show the slightest bit on his face, and said seriously.

Seeing Bei's father and Bei's mother leave with Yan Qing'er, the students in the third class began to chatter.

"Look at Fatty's meaning, is it true that Yan Qing'er was buying and selling?!"

"Damn, I didn't expect that!" A boy squeezed the arm of the classmate next to him in shock, "I used to think of her as a goddess, what the hell did I have a crush on?!"

"I can't stand plagiarism, and the same is true for encouraging plagiarism! Disgusting!"

"The key is to steal my brother's manuscript, this man is disgusting!" The girl next to An Shengsheng looked disgusted?

Kuromachi was listening beside him, feeling very complicated.

Betinle wandered aimlessly, finally sat on a deck chair in a small park, and sighed.

"Hey, my heart hurts so much!" Bai Yishu took the things he bought on the way, sat next to Bei Tingle, and said, "Hey, if you don't bandage the wound, your heart will be broken. "

Hearing Bai Yishu's intentionally funny voice, Bei Tingle also relaxed, and said: "Yan Qinger was actually very good when he was young, he would save candy for me, and would cry when I was hurt, now this How did people become so I don’t even dare to recognize them?!”

"She can't control herself anymore." Bai Yishu lifted Bei Tingle's leg onto his own, then twisted away the alcohol he just bought, and wiped it with a cotton swab bit by bit, "Life is born to be There is no good or evil, but in the process of growing up, some people tend to be good and others like evil more. If the person who likes evil controls it, then she is still good. If she can’t control it, then I’m sorry, and it’s time to get medical treatment!”

"Take medicine when you are sick, let your family take care of it, and cure it at a young age." Bai Yishu said.

"What about me, from good to evil?" Bei Tingle finally smiled.

"You, um!" Bai Yishu looked up and down, rubbed his chin and said, "Follow me after all, let's be evil!"

"Dingling" the phone rang.

Bei Tingle took out his cell phone, it was the art teacher's call.

"Beitingle's situation has turned around!" The art teacher said with a smile on the phone, "The organizer decided to give each of you a chance to appeal, so you can come to Chuangyou Building now, to the Calligraphy and Painting Association on the fourth floor. "

"Okay, I see, thank you teacher!" Bei Tingle nodded.

After hanging up the phone, Bai Yishu asked, "How is it?"

"There is an opportunity to appeal. Let's go to Chuangyou Building." Under the comfort of Bai Yishu, Bei Tingle's mood improved a lot, and he said with a smile.

"Good news, the wound has just been treated." Bai Yishu smiled and put Bei Tingle's leg down.

"Have you heard that there were plagiarists in this year's Art Creativity Competition?" At the front desk of Chuangyou Building, a beautiful young lady with long hair whispered to the people next to her.

"I went up and looked at those two paintings, but I don't know who copied who. Tsk, I might not be sure if I copied them together."

"I have also seen those two paintings, and there is really not much difference, but I think the one we saved is more likely. The other child is said to be quite famous on the Internet and has many fans. He will not be so stupid as to do it. This kind of thing digs its own grave!"

"Yes, yes, I also went to see the painting that the kid from the next province put on the Internet. The painting is very good." The young lady flicked her hair and laughed, "Not only this, but also very handsome, send it here His passport photo is enough to beat up many celebrities."

"Then how about we save this?" someone asked.

"It's quite fat, and its appearance is hard to describe." The young lady shook her head, "You can see it later when they come to appeal."

"Excuse me, which direction is 404 on the fourth floor?" When he arrived at Chuangyou Building, Bai Yishu asked with a straight face. people watch.

The girl at the front desk gave a brief description, watched Bai Yishu and the others go upstairs, and it took a long time to realize: "Isn't the fourth floor just a painting contest?"

"The one from the province just now? So handsome! His classmates are also quite cute."

"No, the photo hurt me!" The beautiful young lady said in a low voice, looking at the boy who looked like the photo next door walking in from the door.