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After Wei Haonan finished speaking, all the audience looked at him with surprised eyes.

The host next to him realized that something was wrong, he picked up the microphone and walked to Wei Haonan in embarrassment, and said to him: "Student, what do you mean by what you said?"

Wei Haonan replied: "What I mean is that the last contestant plagiarized my idea." As he spoke, he looked at Tang Yan in the crowd with a gloomy look in his eyes.

Suddenly, the people in the audience reacted differently.

Someone said: "I think the creativity of the contestant just now is very good, and his painting ability is also there. It is unlikely that he copied it?"

Some people also questioned: "If you say he plagiarized, what about the evidence?"

And more people looked at Tang Yan with a skeptical attitude.

Several judges in the judges' seat exchanged their opinions. One of the highly respected teachers picked up the microphone and said to Wei Haonan: "Since you raised objections in public, please show your evidence, otherwise we will Deprive you of the right to participate in this competition, because what you have done has seriously affected Tang Yan's reputation."

"Since I have the confidence to say that he plagiarized me in public, then I must have evidence." Wei Haonan said with a sneer.

After all, he opened his presentation file, which was a PPT, on which were scanned photos of many drawings, which seemed to be semi-finished products, with lines and colors not completely drawn, and a few of them caught everyone's attention.

There are many elements of butterflies in Tang Yan’s visual effect drawing, and the colors used are mostly dreamy colors. The warm and cold tones form a sharp contrast and collision in space and plane.

In the sketch photos shown by Wei Haonan, it is obvious that a lot of butterfly elements are also used, and the color tone and line draft are indescribably similar to the visual effects shown by Tang Yan.

When the PPT appeared in the sight of everyone, including Xu Jiuyan and Zheng Junqi, everyone showed expressions of disbelief.

And Tang Yan also slightly opened his eyes wide, and a trace of unknown emotion flashed in his eyes.

Wei Haonan also showed the next few drawings, all of which have highly similar details to Tang Yan's works without exception, and these details are just the finishing touch of this exhibition hall design.

If there is a possibility of clashing styles in painting, then Wei Haonan's next text about creative explanations seems to turn this question of plagiarism into a firm accusation.

In Wei Haonan's text explanation, the concepts of "dream" and "dream man" are also mentioned a lot, and Tang Yan's creative plan coincides with each other.

For a moment, the audience and judges at the scene showed shock or anger, and strongly condemned Tang Yan's plagiarism.

"It turns out that such a good idea was plagiarized. I am really blind!" said the audience who was dazzled by anger.

"The current situation is not very clear, and it is not necessarily that Tang Yan copied Wei Haonan." The audience who still had reason said so.

At this time, a judge said to Wei Haonan: "Just these few pictures and texts do not mean that you created these contents yourself. Unless you prove that these contents were created by you before Tang Yan."

Wei Haonan seemed to have expected this a long time ago, and said calmly: "The manuscripts I have shown are my previous waste manuscripts, and I don't intend to use this manuscript for the competition, I will send it to the judges There is another design proposal in the email of the group."

The judges showed puzzled expressions.

"At the awards ceremony after the preliminary competition, I sat next to Tang Yan, because his preliminary competition scores were very high, so I discussed the idea of ​​this exhibition hall with him, and happened to mention the 'butterfly' and 'dream man' concept." Wei Haonan continued, "Later, at Tang Yan's request, I showed him the content of my painting."

Speaking of this, he showed a very sad expression, and said wronged: "Although my manuscript has not been completed, it does not mean that I allow my hard work to be stolen like this."

There were many classmates of Wei Haonan present, and after hearing the words, they all started to speak for Wei Haonan.

"Wei Haonan is usually a very good student. He often discusses his ideas with us, but we never thought of plagiarism."

"Haonan must have discussed it with Tang Yan out of admiration. He didn't expect his idea to be taken away like this. People are sinister!"

"This manuscript by Haonan is obviously a draft. It should be changed to his later theme after half of it. Tang Yan plagiarized it!"

"It is recommended to thoroughly investigate Tang Yan!"

At this time, a professor in the jury stood up, it was the old professor who presented Tang Yan with the award at that time.

"Student Tang Yan, do you have anything to say?" He picked up the microphone, looked at Tang Yan in the audience, and asked seriously, "If what Wei Haonan said is true, then we will cancel Your qualifications for the competition, and take back the certificate issued to you by the preliminary competition."

Someone next to him handed Tang Yan the microphone. He was about to stand up and explain, but he didn't expect Zheng Junqi to speak first.

Zheng Junqi took the microphone, frowned slightly, and said in front of everyone: "Although Wei Haonan's manuscript is similar to Tang Yan's, I can prove that Wei Haonan and Tang Yan are not familiar, and he has no reason at all. Go and exchange ideas with Tang Yan."

At this moment, Xu Jiuyan on the side waited for Zheng Junqi to finish speaking, grabbed the microphone and said:

"I'm Tang Yan's friend. I guarantee with my personality that Tang Yan is a very talented person. In any case, I don't believe that he would do such a thing as plagiarism. Tang Yan is a high-achieving student at Yunzhou University. I have been preparing for this competition for a long time, and I hope everyone will not misunderstand him."

The voice is cool and pleasant, with seriousness and firmness.

Zheng Junqi on the side also said: "That's right, I went to Tang Yan's house once, and I happened to see his computer with multiple personalities and dream ideas. At that time, the preliminary competition hadn't started yet... So Tang Yan is absolutely impossible to plagiarize!"

Standing on the stage, Wei Haonan didn't expect Zheng Junqi to care so much about Tang Yan, and even stood up to speak for him in person. For a moment, he felt that what he had done to Zheng Junqi was like a joke, and he was extremely annoyed.

He picked up the microphone and said: "As his friends, of course you will speak for him, but my work is also my painstaking effort, who will make the decision for me?"

When Wei Haonan's friends heard what he said, they all showed him sympathy and distressed eyes.

A person sitting next to Tang Yan looked at Zheng Junqi and Xu Jiuyan very angrily, and then he stood up and said sternly: "What happened to the top students of Yunda University? Will the top students not plagiarize? In my opinion Doing the wrong thing is doing the wrong thing, quit the game quickly. Don't be disgusting here!"

As he spoke, he gave Tang Yan a hard look, and almost threw the microphone in his face.

Most of the audience looked at Tang Yan filled with righteous indignation, and someone shouted in the crowd: "Tang Yan retires!"

The rest of the people also booed: "Tang Yan retired! Tang Yan retired..."

The judges looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.

The organizer sent staff to negotiate, and finally decided to let Wei Haonan finish his presentation first, and then let the judges score.

As for plagiarism, judge after the scoring is over.

After a while, Wei Haonan began to show his presentation.

However, compared to the concept of "dreamland", the creative solutions he showed are obviously inferior.

Xu Jiuyan looked at his presentation, sneered, and said, "At this level, who would believe that those previous paintings were drawn by him?"

However, when people are carried away by anger and empathy, their judgments are also clouded.

Out of anger towards the plagiarists and sympathy for the plagiarized, the judges gave Wei Haonan very high marks.

After the speech, Wei Haonan saw the approving eyes of the judges and heard the thunderous applause and cheers from the audience, and suddenly felt that he had regained the glory that should belong to him.

He thought to himself, no matter how powerful Tang Yan is, so what?

He didn't mean to slander Tang Yan on purpose, it's just that he tried to get it back because what belonged to him was taken away.

Wei Haonan believes that whether it is Zheng Junqi's feelings or the No.1 result in the preliminary round, these are things that should belong to him, and no one can take them away.

After the judges finished marking the scores, all eyes were on Tang Yan, and he hadn't said a word until now.

"I don't believe that there is such a coincidence in this world. As for why my work is similar to Wei Haonan's so-called 'waste manuscript', I think he should know better than me." , Tang Yan stood up and said slowly, "But before you find out the truth of the matter, if the judges affect Wei Haonan's score because of this matter, I think it is unfair."

After listening to it, the judges felt that it made sense, and looked at the score sheet in their hands and began to hesitate.

Some viewers felt that Tang Yan was very shameless, and dared to say such a thing when he plagiarized, so they loudly said: "You, a plagiarist, should get 0 points!"

Tang Yan ignored it, he held the microphone, stared into Wei Haonan's eyes, and said word by word: "Since you think I copied your idea, please tell me, how can I prove my innocence? "

Wei Haonan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Tang Yan to ask such a question.After thinking for a while, he said: "If you just happened to bump into my brain waves, then please redraw your idea within 10 minutes. If you can do it, then I admit that this matter is just happen.

"But if you can't do it, or if what you draw is very different from what you demonstrated, then you are plagiarizing my work."

After the judges heard it, they all showed surprised expressions.

For such a complete and complex exhibition hall idea, it is almost impossible to redraw it within 10 minutes, unless the creator is familiar with the content of the painting and has superb painting skills.

"How can this be done?" Xu Jiuyan frowned slightly, with worried eyes, looked at Tang Yan and said softly, "And your right hand..."

Zheng Junqi also felt that Wei Haonan's request was unreasonable.

However, to everyone's surprise, Tang Yan agreed without hesitation.

"Okay." He looked at Wei Haonan and said calmly, "Then do as you say."

The judges exchanged opinions with each other, and finally agreed to Wei Haonan's request.

The organizer brought an easel, drawing paper, brushes, and some paints, and asked Tang Yan to repaint his work on the spot.

"I believe you didn't plagiarize, but..." Xu Jiuyan looked at Tang Yan worriedly and said, "We must have other ways to prove it. You don't need to agree to his unreasonable request."

Tang Yan shook his head and said: "After the game, even if I have a way to prove my innocence, the audience at the scene will only remember my plagiarism after they leave. People will only believe what they want to believe and I don't want to be the one who gets misunderstood."

Xu Jiuyan didn't know what to say for a while, and his heart was full of distress for Tang Yan.

After Tang Yan finished speaking, a stern and determined emotion flashed through his eyes.Xu Jiuyan was stunned, he seemed to have seen Tang Yan who dealt with Qin Mo on the radio that day.

Tang Yan walked to the auditorium, sat down and began to paint, ignoring the gossip of the people around him.

The judges and other contestants couldn't help walking to his side, watching his movements with bated breath.

Wei Haonan stood aside calmly. He believed that it was absolutely impossible for Tang Yan to do this.

"What can you draw in 10 minutes? I think he should admit it quickly." Wei Haonan's friends laughed.

The lines drawn by Tang Yan with his right hand are not very mature, and it is inevitable that he will be questioned among a group of art students.

When he finished half of the painting, someone said: "At this level, I believe he has plagiarized, so you don't need to paint!"

However, Tang Yan didn't pay attention to them, and accelerated the speed of painting, but his expression seemed a little leisurely and confident.

As time passed by, a colorful exhibition hall appeared on several sheets of drawing paper, gradually matching the graphics of Tang Yan's works.

However, half an hour is a bit rushed after all.

With only 5 minutes left, Tang Yan's painting was still less than half finished.

The judges could tell that Tang Yan was very familiar with these contents, but since he agreed to Wei Haonan's request, he had to do it, only in this way could he wash away his grievances in public.

Tang Yan knew this.

Both Zheng Junqi and Xu Jiuyan looked at him with worried eyes.

Wei Haonan glanced at Tang Yan's drawing paper, almost certain that he could not finish painting, and a trace of complacency inevitably flashed in his eyes.

However, with only 3 minutes left, Tang Yan suddenly made an unexpected move——

He switched the pen from his right hand to his left, and raised his left hand to create on the drawing paper.

The people around were stunned for a moment, feeling extremely surprised for a moment.

"What's going on? He also switched hands. Is he left-handed?"

"Why change hands now? Is he broken?"

Xu Jiuyan looked at Tang Yan's hand, his pupils trembled slightly, and suddenly remembered what Tang Yan had said to him.

Tang Yan said that his left hand is not completely useless, but every time he paints for more than 2 minutes, he will experience unbearable pain.

He was about to stop it, but found that Tang Yan was already in the state of creation.

Tang Yan who changed his hand was almost like a different person.

Holding the pen in his left hand, he moved freely on the drawing paper, and quickly refined all the line drafts.

Then, with only 1 minute left, Tang Yan felt a sharp pain in his left hand.

The color of his lips became a little pale, and delicate beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

But he didn't give up.

Tang Yan quickly picked up the paint can and painted the unpainted parts.

His left hand was originally called the "hand of genius" by the teacher, and he finished the rest of the painting in a short time. He painted almost half of the painting in one minute without making any mistakes.

For ordinary art students, this is simply unimaginable!

After finishing the painting, with a "snap", the pen in Tang Yan's hand fell to the ground, and his left hand was visibly trembling.

Tang Yan suppressed his trembling voice, looked up at Wei Haonan, and said slowly, "I'm done."

Everyone stared at him dumbfounded. Then, the judges turned on the projector and compared his painting with the content in the PPT.

Not long after, everyone was surprised to find that Tang Yan's paintings and the content he showed on the PPT, although they were drawn with different tools, were so similar to the point that they almost completely matched, even the details were exactly the same!

Except for the color difference of the paint, there is nothing to be picky about!

Wei Haonan's eyes widened in surprise.

He couldn't believe that Tang Yan had accomplished this almost impossible task, and he said to himself blankly: "How is this possible..."

The onlookers, including Wei Haonan's classmates, began to express their shock and admiration to Tang Yan.

"He actually painted all the visual effects of the exhibition hall in half an hour, and it's not bad?!"

"In this way, Tang Yan definitely didn't plagiarize, because the awards ceremony for the preliminary competition was just a week ago, and no one can remember such plagiarized content so well within a week, and can draw it within half an hour."

Tang Yan looked at the crowd and the judges and said: "My entries have been sent to the organizer's mailbox within two days after the preliminary round. I believe that no one can copy an idea within two days and send it to the organizer. It becomes completely its own."

The judges nodded.

"Yes, it can indeed be proved that it is not plagiarism."

"I also think that Tang Yan is not suspected of plagiarism. This may indeed be a coincidence."

Public opinion has changed for a while.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Wei Haonan said, "It seems... I was wrong to blame classmate Tang Yan." There was a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.

However, Tang Yan said: "Whether it is a mistake or a slander, you know it in your heart.

"Of course I'm not slandering you!" Wei Haonan said hastily, "I'm just raising reasonable doubts about your works..."

"I am also questioning you reasonably now," Tang Yan said coldly, "I have proved my innocence according to your request, so please redraw your so-called 'waste draft' within half an hour. come out."

Wei Haonan froze, his eyes widened in surprise.

After a while, he said with an unnatural expression: "My manuscripts are all waste, how can I remember all the waste manuscripts?"

Zheng Junqi sneered, and asked back: "You can't remember? Then how did you discuss creativity with Tang Yan at the awards ceremony of the preliminary competition? Could it be... In fact, you never said that you made up all this?! "

As soon as his words fell, the people around him immediately showed surprise eyes.

Wei Haonan's classmate said in a worried tone: "Haonan, hurry up and prove your innocence. If this goes on like this, this matter may not be as simple as a misunderstanding!"

Wei Haonan's forehead was covered with sweat, his palms were also wet with sweat, and his legs were a little weak.

Tang Yan looked at him coldly. Although his left hand was still in pain, there was an undeniable sharpness in his eyes.

Xu Jiuyan looked at Tang Yan's trembling fingertips from the side, and just wanted to take him away from here quickly and accompany him to the hospital to get painkillers.

After a while, Xu Jiuyan frowned, took a step forward, picked up the easel, paints and brushes, and slammed them in front of Wei Haonan, his voice was cold and full of anger:

"You draw it for me now. If you can't draw it, I will definitely pursue your legal responsibility."

Hearing the murderous look in this sentence, coupled with Xu Jiuyan's cold eyes, Wei Haonan was so frightened that he took a step back and almost fell to the ground.

He said tremblingly: "This, this is really a... misunderstanding..."

At this moment, the judges all felt that they had been cheated, and those friends who had been close friends with Wei Haonan on weekdays also showed suspicious eyes at this moment.

One of his friends stepped forward, helped him arrange the easel and drawing paper, and comforted him: "Haonan, we all believe in you, but the only thing you can do now is to draw the content of the drawing... "

In fact, Wei Haonan received the drawing from someone else.

After the person leaked Tang Yan's work to Wei Haonan, he asked him to forge evidence of Tang Yan's plagiarism, and said that all of this would be done seamlessly, and Tang Yan would not be able to clear up his grievances.In this way, No.1 is his.

However, Wei Haonan did not expect that Tang Yan had such a terrifying painting ability, and could complete the re-creation of the work within 10 minutes, which drove him into a desperate situation instead.

Wei Haonan looked into Tang Yan's eyes, and after the two of them looked at each other for 5 seconds, Wei Haonan felt that the secret in his heart had been seen through, and he shuddered for a while.

Seeing that he did not respond, Tang Yan was not angry, but felt that the pain in his left hand had subsided a little, so he stepped forward and said to Wei Haonan: "If you can't draw it, please admit it—you are slandering me. "

His tone was so cold that there was no emotion.

Wei Haonan picked up the paintbrush tremblingly, and began to trace the shape of the butterfly on the picture quality. However, after all, he forged the evidence in a hurry. In fact, he did not understand the creative content of the design plan. Messy, far inferior to his usual level, let alone comparable to Tang Yan.

When the bystanders saw Wei Haonan's painting, they all looked disappointed for a moment.Although he usually has good grades and has made some achievements in art, the current situation cannot prove that this is a misunderstanding.

This is clearly a premeditated slander.

Everyone couldn't accept that the plagiarized person who was sympathetic to everyone half an hour ago turned out to be a shameless person who broke other people's dirty water.

Before Wei Haonan finished the painting, his friends also looked at him with contempt.

"How can you do such a thing? Wei Haonan, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person!"

"Why do you do this? What's in it for you?!"

"Is it because of jealousy?"

Zheng Junqi looked at it coldly, then suddenly reached out and snatched his paintbrush, and threw it aside forcefully.

The paint splattered all over the floor, staining Wei Haonan's trousers in dots and spots.

Wei Haonan was taken aback, and flinched back a step.

Zheng Junqi held the microphone, handed it directly to him, and said in a cold voice: "If you still want to save the last face, apologize to Tang Yan immediately."

Wei Haonan looked like he was about to cry, held the microphone and was speechless for a while, only felt that the eyes of the audience were all looking at him, and those eyes seemed to eat him up.

After a while, Wei Haonan lowered his head and said tremblingly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done such a thing..."

Tang Yan looked at him expressionlessly, and said word by word: "I just want to know now, how did you get my manuscript before the final?"

Everyone in the audience stared closely at Wei Haonan, who turned pale.

Tang Yan continued to ask: "Who is the person who leaked the manuscript...?"

The author has something to say: voice input is so difficult to use, I don't need it anymore! !

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