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The matter of Charlotte's "plagiarism" was resolved quickly.

Xinya is about to face the school celebration, the first anniversary celebration held at the same time by the headquarter and the branch, "Genius Girl", the Bronze Award in the Provincial Competition... Too many titles are crowded together, and countless pairs of eyes from the media and education circles are watching the excitement .

This is also a good thing, because when she learned from the gossip that Xia Luoluo's mother came to the school with evidence, Tang Miaomiao immediately made a decision to move the stool out of the classroom, and walked to the administration building in front of everyone. He sat down at the door of the principal's office.

The eldest lady is the eldest lady, and they don't know what she is going to do. The students in the third class immediately picked up the benches and stood up quickly at the same time.

Originally, she was going to fight, but she didn't expect it to be a sit-in demonstration. One is to show others along the way with the bench, and the other is to make herself sit comfortably.

……

But mind him.

Without saying a word, everyone walked through the passage in the corridor where everyone silently gave way, and finally sat next to Tang Miaomiao one by one, silently, but conveying great power.

It should have been seen from the military training that the young lady who looked down on a dozen people who tried their courage and advocated that if they wanted to do it, it would be a big ticket.

The next class is Chinese. Liu Jianyi watched her students walk out of the classroom one by one, still sitting in their seats, without saying a word.

I also said a word - when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the woman said coldly: "Everyone is so stupid, they are obviously taking advantage of it, and they almost made it unreasonable."

If it weren't for this sentence, even Tang Miaomiao might have hesitated.

Teacher Liu used to be a flame rose, and everyone believed it.

The battle in the third class was too big, and even the people sitting in the classroom were curious to look at the window by the door. Wang Haolin grabbed a senior student and asked the reason. When he heard that Tang Miaomiao was leading the battle, he immediately got excited and went back to class. Pick up the bench and follow the girlfriend's pace.

But Jiang Zhai caught him.

"Come on, don't join in the fun, the whole class is so powerful that they don't need you."

Wang Haolin hesitated for a while before putting down the stool, but no one noticed that the No.2 student Gu Zi, who was always silent, had disappeared into a classroom together with his own chair at some point.

The door to the principal's office was closed for a long time.

The boy who sued Xia Luoluo for plagiarism came from a family living on subsistence allowances. His father could never stand up because of a work-related injury, and his mother worked hard every morning and evening, just to support his art dream.

During the days of serving his father, eating and drinking, he was desperate and miserable, and finally inspired to draw that painting, but unexpectedly, he was copied by a girl in the same studio during the vacation and stole his life.

——The version that the boy and the reporter said.

The studio is Chen Yiran's studio. Xia Luoluo went there to learn painting during the holidays, and she didn't even notice that there was such a boy who had already dropped out of school and stayed at home just for the art test standing behind him.

The mother and son had benefited from the news and public opinion, and when they came to Principal Xinya's office, they still held their heads high and their toes held high, and their speech and behavior were superior, as if they had sentenced Xia Luoluo to death for the judge.

Peng Jianhua listened quietly for a long time, and finally, when the woman repeated contemptuously the third word in the push, "She doesn't even have a father, how could she draw a father's love?" He stopped in a very serious tone. .

"Ma'am, the truth is not something you and I can just say to the reporter. You don't have to mention that Charlotte is my student and I'm taking sides with her. Let me tell you clearly, I It's really protecting my students right now.

"Before the organizing committee judges that she is really plagiarizing, Xia Luoluo is still innocent to me, and all the teachers in our school and I have gone through a lot of troubles in this life, in order to make our children stand taller, There is less possibility of facing such an indiscriminate disaster.”

Every word of his was sonorous and forceful, even Charlotte was stunned when he heard it.

Zhang Yu stood beside him with lowered eyelids, and Chen Yiran stood on the side with his pockets in his pockets, looking at the dean he used to go to school, something flashed in his eyes, and finally he raised his lips slightly, and looked out the window with ease Sunlight.

Charlotte's mother has been standing beside her daughter, holding her shoulders, without saying a word.

Even when she heard the insult that Principal Peng stopped in time but could not figure out what it was, she didn't even blink her eyes, but told Charlotte firmly and gently: Mom believes in you.

After the principal finished speaking, the woman who had been chattering turned ugly and wanted to continue to piss off, but was pulled away by her son who had been silent for a long time.

The thin boy with black eyes looked up at Peng Jianhua: "What are you waiting for?"

Chen Yiran nodded slightly, and took the initiative to answer: "The supervisors of the competition organizing committee. We have a piece of evidence. When they come, we want to see it in front of everyone."

The faces of the mother and son became extremely ugly in an instant.

Evidence, what evidence.

Isn't that painting completed by Xia Luoluo at home?She only made a draft in the studio, and the boy took a picture of it, and later she showed it to Chen Yiran, and he went to secretly take another picture, and immediately made a copy when he got home.

I didn't really think much about it at the time, because he does this kind of thing a lot.

In the beginning, it was just to "accumulate material".

But when he saw Charolom winning the award in the news, the boy discussed with his exhausted mother all night, and finally contacted the local reporter with trembling hands the next morning.

A watercolor painting, a few months, half a year, maybe you can tell when it will be completed sooner or later.

But the time between the completion of his painting and Charlotte's is less than a day, even if he takes it to the laboratory to check the boy, he won't worry.

There was a knock on the door of the principal's office.

Zhang Fu walked to the door and opened the doorknob. Behind the helpless supervisory committee members, she silently saw her students sitting in the corridor, imposing and majestic.

Everyone saw it.

Peng Jianhua sighed in his heart, like a long sigh of relief.

The man shook hands with several committee members politely, and looked back at Zhang Fu: "There is no need to close the door."

Everyone listen up.

Under the blue face of the boy and his mother, Xia Luoluo's mother took out a piece of immature drawing paper that was almost yellowed for a long time from the document bag that she was holding all the way.

"This is a draft drawn by the father and daughter together when her father was still there."

In the morning, father and daughter, flowers.It's a very simple picture, exactly the same as the composition of Xia Luoluo and the boy.

The woman who had been aggressive since entering the door suddenly lost her strength and sat on the ground.

But no one paid any attention to her anymore.

The committee members took pictures of the two original paintings and the painting brought by Xia Luoluo’s mother according to the fixed process, and said in a business-like manner: “We will take it back for a new appraisal. Ms. Liu told us about the background of this painting before. , and also introduced the insiders in Lincheng to us. The investigation has been going on simultaneously, and the results will be published in the newspaper within this week, thank you for your cooperation."

Ms. Liu, Charlotte's mother, walked in front of the teachers and committee members and bowed deeply.

Xia Luoluo looked at her, completely unaware that her mother had done so many things behind her back.

She didn't even know that her mother, who had always been unsupportive of her, had been hiding the painting.

Obviously she didn't cry for so long, but now that the truth has come out and the dust has settled, Charlotte suddenly burst into tears.

"Charolo! Don't cry!"

A girl yelled outside the door, and everyone yelled in disorder: "Charlotte, don't cry!"

Several teachers smiled and shook their heads. The oldest member of the committee walked up to her, silently patted the girl on the shoulder, and after confirming that the strength had been transmitted silently, he turned around and beckoned his colleagues to leave together.

This year's school celebration of Xinya Middle School should be well organized.

The adults walked through the narrow passage made out by the students, thinking helplessly.

There are two figures in the office that have been ignored for a long time.

The boy's story to the sentence "just to support his art dream" is all true. Everyone in the world is struggling, but he should never, never should, say "steal my life " lie, to steal other people's lives.

"you are wrong."

Before walking out of the gate, Charlotte looked back at him with peaceful eyes, and said one last sentence.

"My paintings don't have the pain and despair you mentioned, only calmness and simple thoughts."

The second and third class of high school became famous in the first battle.

A class that dares to block the whole class at the door of the principal's office to "force the palace", from teachers to students, is indeed very kind.

And they somehow abducted the girl from No.2 in the science class.

"Last year, we recruited a group of incredible girls."

After everyone left, Peng Jianhua and Chen Yiran who stayed in the office said.

There were also boys, but the light was covered by the group of girls.Some are really not as brave as them, and some deliberately give them the stage.

"Ji Wanxuan," Peng Jianhua mentioned a name, "You know, I remember that you are all juniors in college."

Chen Yiran let out a "hmm", and couldn't hold back the corners of his lips: "It was the same when I was in the office."

Peng Jianhua was a little surprised, recalling the man blinking his eyes and pretending to be stupid, he couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

"He also encountered this once when he was in school, but the battle was not so big. He was framed for plagiarism during the exam. It was Mr. Kong, your former Chinese teacher, who helped him clarify."

He had never heard of this matter before, Chen Yiran listened thoughtfully to the headmaster reminiscing about the past, knowing that he shouldn't think about it, but still couldn't help wanting to hear more.

But Peng Jianhua changed the subject and asked him suddenly: "Are you still resigning?"

Instead of his former mentor who taught art in the letter for a year, Chen Yiran conquered everyone with his strength, talent and charisma.

But now he is only a specially-appointed teacher, not included in the official establishment, otherwise Peng Jianhua would have deducted a large amount of salary from him just now when he heard that Chen Yiran was setting up a studio outside.

This kid had excellent grades back then. He left the country after graduating from high school and became an architect after graduation. Then he returned to China with his junior Ji Wanxuan and worked as a teacher for a year. Not long ago, he came to the principal and said He wants to resign and go outside.

irresponsible.Peng Jianhua seriously criticized him in his heart.

But in his eyes, the words were already said almost bluntly.

Chen Yiran couldn't help laughing at being stared at by him, it was rare that he didn't put on his elegant mask, and bowed to the teacher.

"Then I'm going to set up a studio outside the school... Let's discuss it again?"

Peng Jianhua was teased by him to be so serious, he patted the forehead of the student who had deliberately lowered it helplessly.

"Go ahead and do it. With the school's salary, I'm afraid that our great architect will be wronged."

It's okay, it's not a grievance.

Chen Yiran stood up with a smile, and the group of immature faces outside the door just now appeared in his mind.

Even at a certain moment when his peripheral vision was covered by the sun, he remembered a tall figure who was not here just now.

Yancheng is very good.Chen Yiran thought.

This is his hometown and his home.

On September 30th, the [-]th anniversary celebration day, the school was very lively, because all of them went to the headquarters in Qingya District, downtown, to celebrate the alma mater's birthday with all the teachers and students of Xinya Middle School.

After staying in Litai branch school for a long time, I always thought that the headquarters was a small and run-down school, but as soon as this remark came out, Tang Miaomiao, the classmate representative of the headquarters, immediately rubbed his head and gave him a good meal.

The headquarters of Xinya is also very large. Maybe the playground and teaching buildings are not as spacious as that of the Litai, but the entire campus layout is the atmosphere inherited from the last century.

The blue bricks and red tiles, pavilions and pavilions are so beautiful that they seem to have walked out of the movies of the Republic of China.

"We did shoot a lot of Republic of China movies here." Tang Miaomiao raised her chin, casually mentioned the names of a few movies where the scenes were shot, and immediately heard He Dan and Yu Dian, who had never seen the world, startled for a while.

The only thing that worried the young lady a little was that the auditorium she had used before seemed unable to hold all the teachers and students of the two campuses.

But the adults are always thoughtful. When the Litai Campus was under construction, the leaders had anticipated the situation today and silently built a very spacious auditorium in the deserted south of the Xinya headquarters.

Niubi.rich.The donations of alumni touched the society.

However, after the start of the school celebration performance, another problem appeared soon-there were too many programs!

The distance between the two campuses is too far, and they were busy with the monthly exams before. We only rehearsed a few times in Litai. For the students in the branch, this is the first time to officially perform on the stage.

Peng Jianhua worked as the principal in Litai for a year. As soon as he returned to the headquarters, he immediately regained the feeling of being a dean for decades. After the host invited him to speak on stage, he also impromptuly sang a cappella, but he was incomplete. Everyone listened It took a long time to barely hear it, it seemed to be the song "Still Love You" that someone sang many years ago.

It's terrible.

Backstage, the students from the third class who were about to perform were running around in a panic.

The girls got together to check each other's hairstyles and outfits. Tang Miaomiao and Lu Ziwei tried to put a clip on Xia Luoluo's short hair, but they were dodged by Banhua like Tai Chi, but they failed.

Zhou Zhou blocked the gate to prevent Wang Haolin who was outside from squeezing in to join in the fun, while He Dan put his shoulders on Xiao Linzi's shoulders, and the two male ducks sang in harmony to make fun of the boys.

Yu Dian was so nervous that he held Yu Zisheng's hand and took a deep breath in the corner, and hiccupped inadvertently, his face turned pale with fright, and he almost thought he was going to die later.

Fortunately, there was only one hiccup. He raised his hand to calm his heartbeat, while recalling the speech skills Jiang Zhai taught him before: "Everyone in the audience is a pig."

I'm sorry, I don't mean to disrespect everyone and pigs, but with all due respect, everyone in the audience is pigs.

The boy laughed at him in the dark, Yu Zisheng wanted to push Yu Zisheng away and turned away, but someone grabbed his wrist tightly and leaned over to his ear, his voice was hoarse and deep in the dark.

"Don't be nervous, you're handsome."

Yu Dian blinked, and asked him in a low voice with his heart beating again: "How handsome?"

Hmm... Yu Zisheng said, "He's more handsome than me."

Too shameless.

Yu Dian pretended to be speechless for a while, but soon, he couldn't help laughing, and he was shocked to find that they were holding hands from beginning to end.

The host at the front desk is announcing the curtain.

Everyone hurried to the stage and stood in formation. The second the curtain opened and the lights fell, the boys and girls in white clothes dressed as princesses and knights raised their heads high and sang about the abyss in the most middle-two poses, singing with the audience behind them. shining.

If all of the kingshad their queens on the throne

If all kings put queens on their thrones

We would popchampagneandraiseatoas

we'll pop champagne

Toall of the queens who are fighting alone

A toast to all the queens of the struggle for independence

Baby, you're not dancing on your own

Baby you don't dance alone