Chapter 226

"Damn it

Xiaobai just blew it up.

"It's ninety-five percent like a bump? He plagiarized my paintings and I want to thank him for his cultivation? Damn it! If I want to make fire, I don't need him to pave the way for me. I can still make fire with my ability! Teacher, how much did you get from him? I am your student, you do not defend me, you also help others speak! It's not that you don't feel bad about losing your daughter? He was wrong first. He plagiarized on purpose! It's infringement! I'll go to court and sue him, and he'll be ruined! Teacher, what about your ethics? What about your sense of justice? I won't let you go! He didn't tear down my painting and apologized to me. I had a fight with him! I'll take him to court! "

Small white voice is very high, point to his teacher's nose to scold, "I really didn't think the teacher is this kind of person! You just let us down. You're not a teacher at all. You help tyranny! I will report you to the education office! "

The teacher's face sank.

"Report me? I plan for my students, even if I don't appreciate it, I still bite. You are really my good students! You said he copied? What about the evidence? What about your painting? What organization can prove that you drew it first? Did he draw it later? His art exhibition has been preparing for a long time. Don't you go to Yuan Hong's gallery in the name of visiting, see Yuan Hong's paintings, copy one, and then graduate to be popular, so you take the opportunity to touch porcelain and slander Yuan Hong for plagiarizing your paintings. In fact, you are crying out to catch thieves. In order to make fire, you even step on your feet as stepping stones? You are ungrateful and ambitious. You are cruel enough, Xiaobai! I have so many disciples. You are the first one to make me look up to you in such a new light. "Teacher, inducement does not achieve coercion. I'm still here. I can testify to Xiaobai!"

"You? A pervert who likes men. You are rejected by all the students. Who believes what you say? "

The teacher snorted and lit a cigarette.

Xiaobai and Fang fight against their teachers. At this time, it is hard for them to imagine that a teacher full of benevolence, righteousness and morality would say such words.

"Don't think about it. What's Yuan Hong's position? What's your position? Do you really think it's a celebrity to win a cutting-edge award? A great painter needs to copy a little painter like you? You're kidding. Who's going to believe it? Don't ask for nothing

"I have evidence. I draw with manuscripts and photos. The shooting date in the photos can't deceive people. In this case, don't blame me for being caught dead!"

Xiaobai will never compromise.

The cars in the back are all ringing, urging them to drive, and the teacher is watching them covetously. The two of them don't make a sound, and they don't drive. Xiaobai is pulling Fang to get off the car. Since it's broken, it's going to make a lot of noise!

The teacher snorted heavily, scolded him and drove away.

Xiaobai and Fang Zheng walked along for a while, went into the supermarket and bought a few cans of beer. Xiaobai drank two cans and sat on the table shouting.

"What the hell is this world?"

What the hell is this? It's clear that they are the victims of plagiarism. In the end, they are threatened and forced to compromise! If you don't compromise, you will be accused. It doesn't count if you swallow the blood with your teeth. You have to smile and bow to the person who beat him and say, "thank you for beating me. My teeth have been changed long ago. You have saved me a lot of money for tooth extraction.". Thank you. Thank you very much!

Cheap or not? Do you want a face?

Can't you keep his back straight?

Fang Zheng pinches his shoulder. There is too much hostility and unfairness in the world.

When they got back to school, they were once again reminded of the reason why they didn't go home at night. They had been talking about things, but now they are going to be the first and second in the black history of the school.

It's doubtful, what's wrong with us?

Is it wrong to like men and the same sex?

Is it wrong to protect copyright and protect one's own legitimate interests?

Why is it so hard?

Xiaobai looked at silly white sweet, really want to be more serious, is a twist, looking for all his information, manuscript, print out the photos, tear open the white sheet, with blood like pigment on the top, return me justice! Resist plagiarism!

No more classes, no more school. Take these things to protest at the gate of Yuan Hong's painting exhibition! The three paintings in the holy land have become the highlights of Yuan Hong's painting exhibition. Many people come to see the exhibition with admiration, which can drive the tourism market. Many people want to go to the Tibetan area to see this holy place.

But before entering the exhibition gate, a little boy with a height of at most 1.75 meters was holding a banner, with a wooden board hanging on his front chest and back. The board was covered with pictures, and he cried out.

Yuan Hong plagiarized my paintings. The similarity between the two paintings is 95%. He bullied the small painters with the identity of a big painter and didn't give me justice. I want everyone to know that he plagiarized me! Yuan Hong! You copied my painting!

Over and over again, over and over again.

Can Yuan Hong allow such a person to ruin his reputation? Isn't this a public sentence? Equivalent to lingchi!

Everyone stopped looking at the paintings. Standing outside the exhibition, there were three layers of theories inside and outside, pointing out one after another. The photos on the board are clearly recorded, and Xiaobai's manuscript has burst out. Some people believe it, while others don't. anyway, there are all kinds of comments.The security guard rushed out and beat Xiaobai with a stick. He drove Xiaobai away and let Xiaobai get away!

Xiaobai got several times, was kicked to the ground, or protect the head roaring.

Yuan Hong copied my painting!

"Waste, you can't do such a thing well!"

Yuan Hong yelled on the phone.

"Shut up his mouth and bring him to me. Don't let him destroy my exhibition!"

When the security guard rushed up, could Xiaobai's small body compare with them? The one who planed and pedaled still couldn't escape. He was held by others, his arm twisted back, and then he covered his mouth and took Xiaobai away by force.

Fang Zheng wants to go to class. No matter how much gossip there is, he doesn't care. He knocks on the door of Xiaobai's dormitory. Xiaobai and he have no roommates now, and they all dislike their move away.

Fang Zheng shouts Xiaobai, and sees that Xiaobai's room is in a mess, the computer is on, a lot of paper is lost in a mess, and the easel is collapsed.

"It's broken."

Fang Zhengda is shocked. Xiaobai is absolutely dead!

Just like him, he's dead in the net with others. Who's dead in the net with him? That's to strike a stone with an egg! Absolutely lose!

Fang Zheng ran to the door of Yuan Hong's painting exhibition. Someone was rolling a banner at the door. Fang Zheng grabbed a girl who was watching the exhibition.

"Just now, did a boy who was not too tall and thin come over and yell at Yuan Hong for plagiarism? What about other people? "

The girl nodded, looked left and right, and lowered her voice.

"The security guard of the exhibition pinched his arm, covered his mouth and forced him into the car!"

Fang Zheng turns around and runs. He knows where Yuan Hong's gallery is. He definitely catches Xiaobai.

The gallery is in the art village. It's a small two-story building. It's spacious. There are several security guards standing outside. When Fang Zheng sees one of Xiaobai's shoes on the side of the road, he knows it's definitely here.

Go straight in. The security won't let him in.

Fang is furious. Can you climb these people when you are young? Seven or eight security guards were knocked to the ground with three fists and two kicks. One of them kicked open a road block and rushed in.

Another security guard came out from the inside and waved a stick at Fangzheng. Fangzheng kicked out and broke through the road block. Then he heard Xiaobai's scolding from a room.

Fang Zheng follows the sound and sees Xiaobai tied to a chair. It is estimated that this room is Yuan Hong's studio, and many paint boards are on the table. Yuan Hongzheng threatens Xiaobai with arrogance: "don't toast, don't eat and drink. If you want to be honest and obedient, I will help you and give you a chance. If I beat you, I'll go to my painting exhibition again to make trouble. If I see you beat you once, I'll send you to the police station. The crime of provocation is enough to sentence you for several years. Even if it's half a year, your life will be over! You have a clear idea of how to choose! "

"I'm going to fuck you!"

Xiaobai yelled.

Yuan Hong's eyes were cold and he reached out to hit Xiaobai.

Fang Zheng rushes in and kicks Yuan Hong's stomach. Yuan Hong's back is knocked on the table. It's Fang Zheng. It's unbelievable!

"Come on, come on!"

Outside, he deliberately arranged for more than ten people to intercept Fangzheng. Unexpectedly, fangzheng rushed in.

Fang argued for few words and didn't talk to him, so he went up with a fist and knocked Yuan Hong to the ground with one.

Yuan Hongzhen didn't expect Fang Zheng to be so good at Kung Fu. He fell face up to the ground. He felt that his teeth had fallen off and his whole body was in severe pain. Before he had time to react, Fang grabbed other necks and pressed his face on the table. He put so much paint on his face.

The palette and the paint were all pasted on his face. He struggled and grabbed the tubular paint. He squeezed it all on his face and hair.

It's colorful. If you press Yuan Hong's face on the paper and pull it hard, you can definitely draw a rainbow. The nose, mouth, ears, hair and neck are all painted.

"Eat the shit

Fang gave him a foot in the knee.

Turn around to pick up Xiaobai's rope.

Xiaobai shouts out to Fangzheng to come on and kill the old bastard!

Fang Zheng unties Xiaobai's rope. Xiaobai jumps up and smashes Yuan Hong's studio.

He swung his easel and smashed it on Yuan Hong.

"I want you to copy it!"

All the paint, all kinds of reagents, all squeezed on him, broke the paintbrush, and tore his paintings!

He kicked Yuan Hong's ass hard.

"Lao Wang Ba, I tell you, if you don't apologize one day, I'll make trouble one day. Don't try to bribe me. I'll die with you!"

Fang Zheng is afraid of extra twigs and pulls Xiaobai away from here.

Two people run quickly, ran out two or three li, this just sit to the roadside big gasp.

Xiaobai gives a thumbs up to Fang.

"You're so funny, man!"

Fang Zheng takes out a cigarette and hands it to him.

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