Rebirth of the Ultimate Marriage

From the sound on the stage, the reporters in the audience cast all their eyes on the high stage, searching for familiar or unfamiliar figures on it.

The person in charge of the Dream Cup Organizing Committee was the first to take the stage, Zhao Liyou, the president of the Huaguo Painting and Calligraphy Association. After Zhao Liyou, several judges of the Dream Cup came on stage. Before all the judges came, six came. The remaining four were supposed to come over today, but they couldn't come because they had something to do.

After the six judges came up, another tall foreigner came up, and some reporters who knew this foreigner immediately gasped in surprise!

This person turned out to be Sylvester, the father of modern abstract painting!

When Sylvester appeared on the high platform where he was being interviewed, the reporter's camera clicked. This master of painting is usually very low-key, and he doesn't easily appear in front of the media.

I don't know why today, but this great god actually appeared at this press conference.

The press conference hadn't started yet, but because of Sylvester's appearance, the reporters at the press conference ushered in a climax.

When the last man walked onto the stage, it was a face unfamiliar to any reporter, and speculation arose.

Who is this ordinary-looking young man with a slightly stooped back?Could it be the author of the painting "Light"?

probably?This person has a bit of a wicked look, and he looks like someone who would commit plagiarism.

These reporters don't know him, but that doesn't mean that none of the people below know this guy with a bit of a mischievous look.

Lu Xiuran sneaked in among the reporters three to ten minutes before the start of the press conference and entered the venue. Right now, he was sitting in a corner, waiting for the good show to unfold.

Although this incident caused a lot of trouble, the Dream Cup official fair broadcast the press conference live, and Lu Xiuran could see the results at home.

However, Lu Xiuran felt that hearing the verdict on Chen Li through the screen was very unpleasant, so he had to come to the scene, know the result of Chen Li from the scene, and witness Chen Li's demise in the painting world with his own eyes, which would be more refreshing and exciting.

At this moment, Lu Xiuran saw the man with snarky eyebrows and eyes, and recognized him at a glance. He was bought by him, and he drew the original creator of "Longing for Rebirth" based on the semi-finished product of Chen Li's "Light". Huang Hengye?

All of a sudden, Lu Xiuran had a bad premonition in his heart, but this ominous premonition disappeared in an instant like a flash in the pan.Lu Xiuran had even thought about the reason why Huang Hengye appeared here.

The organizing committee probably wanted to give Huang Hengye justice at the press conference, so that the reputation of the organizing committee that had fallen because of this incident would recover.

This is also human nature, understandable.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiuran felt relieved, found a comfortable position, and began to attend the press conference in a leisurely manner.

After all the people on the high platform were seated, the reporter’s suppressed power broke out at this moment. There was no order, no order, and everyone wanted to raise the microphone in front of the person in front, so that he could only answer his own questions. .

"May I ask President Zhao, has the Dream Cup decided to cancel the qualification for the gold award of "Light"?"

"May I ask President Zhao, after this time, what kind of punishment will the Dream Cup impose on the author of "Light" suspected of plagiarism this time?"

"This incident has had a very bad impact. May I ask the president what will you do in the future?"

"Mr. Sylvester, why did you appear at this press conference? Is it because of justice?"

"May I ask why Director Wei of Changfeng Group did not appear at this press conference? He is also one of the parties involved!"

The reporters had endless questions, but almost every reporter agreed on the result of this incident——"Light" plagiarized "Longing for Rebirth", and these reporters all hope that the Dream Cup can punish the plagiarists.

Zhao Liyou stood up, took the microphone, cleared his throat, and said: "I know that the reporters sitting here today have a lot of questions to ask, can you calm down for a while and listen to me tell a short story. After this story, I will answer your questions one by one.”

The reporters slowly quieted down, and all their eyes fell on Zhao Liyou.

Seeing that the scene was under control, Zhao Liyou said slowly: "There is an autistic patient who lived in a dark space since he was a child and cut off all contact with the outside world. Although the family that gave birth to him did not abandon him, they also He didn’t give him love, ignored him, mocked him, and even allowed his servants to beat him. His time has never been bright and warm. If it wasn’t for his liking for painting, he might have given up his life long ago. Painting has become his life He was struggling in this world because of painting. Suddenly, one day, a pair of warm hands reached out to him, held his hands tightly, and took him away from the cold home. , and create a warm home with him. He doesn't understand anything, even the most basic feelings, living numbly and full of fear, even if he has a warm home, even if his heart is gradually being warmed But he didn't know the meaning of living and dying. At this time, he was still numb. Until one day, when a car out of control was about to hit him, the person who gave him a warm home, desperately His life protected him! Fortunately, he survived unscathed, and the person who rescued him survived. At that moment, he understood what it means to be alive, and he began to desire to live.” This is true It's a very short story. When Zhao Liyou told this story, there was no cadence or emotional exaggeration. However, every word hit the hearts of everyone present. The scene of the press conference was a little quiet. Come back to God.

It wasn't until the sobs of a more emotional female reporter sounded that the sound in the venue slowly recovered.

A reporter raised his hand.

Zhao Liyou looked at him and said, "Please."

"May I ask President Zhao, is the autistic patient in your story the author of the painting "Light"? Was the painting "Light" inspired by this car accident?"

Zhao Liyou replied: "Yes!" He was decisive and unquestionable.

"In that case, can I understand President Zhao's meaning as that the painting "Light" is not plagiarized, and his author is the original creator of this painting?" .

"Okay, my question is over, thank you President Zhao." After the reporter finished asking, he sat down.

With the beginning, the following reporters were very enthusiastic, but this time they didn't want to talk to each other when they just started twittering, but they all started to raise their hands to signal that they wanted to ask questions.

It's just that they were a little surprised at the moment. They thought that the Dream Cup would announce the punishment for the plagiarists at this press conference, but they didn't expect that the Dream Cup would be so firm that the author of "Light" did not plagiarize, and instead told them Such a touching story.

Just wondering how true this and the story really are?

Like these reporters, the netizens who were watching the live broadcast at the moment were also suspicious, and some who were not calm started swiping the screen, scolding Zhao Liyou for starting to make up stories in order to whitewash the author of "Light".

Some people believed this story, and replied that they were moved by this story and cried.

Anyway, before the evidence is conclusive, "Light" is still a controversial painting.

After listening to the story, Lu Xiuran frowned. The ominous premonition passed through his heart again, and this time it was even stronger.His hands clenched the corners of his clothes involuntarily. Looking at the high platform, Lu Xiuran gritted his teeth and looked at another reporter in the venue.

The reporter received Lu Xiuran's gaze, and without being called by Zhao Liyou, he stood up abruptly.

"President Zhao Liyou, we came to this press conference to find out the truth of the matter and to know how the Dream Cup will punish plagiarists? The Dream Cup is already a benchmark competition in our country. Once you What will happen to the atmosphere of the next game in our country if there is a cover-up of a plagiarist? Is it to make plagiarism a common practice? Do we catch a plagiarist every time, as long as the plagiarist sells badly, we will let him go? Then Let the original creator have no place to complain?" The reporter was aggressive, and his voice became louder as he went back, as if he wanted to use his volume to force Zhao Liyou to answer his own question directly.

Zhao Liyou looked at the reporter who stood up on his own, and said, "I invited the reporter to the press conference to hope that they can abide by the order of the scene. If you can't, then please leave."

"President Zhao Liyou, are you evading my question? Is the Dream Cup trying to cover plagiarists? Did the Dream Cup take bribes from Wei Chen?" The hats pressed down by the reporter got higher and higher, and the aggressive posture became more and more aggressive. Be sharp.

Zhao Liyou looked back at the reporter frankly, and said, "The Dream Cup has always adhered to the principle of fairness and justice. No one who breaks the principle of the Dream Cup can still be accepted by the Dream Cup. This can also be guaranteed."

"Since that's the case, why didn't you announce that "Light" was plagiarized, President Zhao Liyou? Didn't you declare that the gold award for "Light" was invalid?" the reporter continued.

"You plagiarized "Light" one by one, why do you believe that "Light" is plagiarized?" Zhuge Yu stood up, he didn't want to say anything, but this reporter's attitude was really disgusting.

"Do I still need to decide? Isn't the fact right in front of us?" The reporter sneered, mocking the Dream Cup, which was still stubbornly resisting.

"Fact? Just based on the so-called evidence taken out of context on the Internet, you think it's a fact?" Zhuge Yu patted the table heavily and said, obviously a little angry.

"Otherwise? Does Mr. Zhuge have enough evidence in his hands to tell me another fact?" The reporter asked, as if I'd like to see what you do.

"Don't tell me, I really have it." Zhuge Yu's angry look disappeared all of a sudden, and he said to the reporter with a smile.