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Below the stage, Wu Dong stood up and walked towards the stage.

There were many students who recognized him, and all of them introduced him to their classmates: "Look at that, Dr. Wu, was he the main doctor during the isolation?"

The crowd was in an uproar again.

"Wu Qian, I have a few questions to ask you."

Wu Dong walked to Sun Yi Rou's side and pulled her towards the stage.

Sun Yirou looked up at Wu Dong, as if she could absorb all the courage in his body.

The other boys stretched out their necks. When they saw Wu Dong pulling Sun Yirou's hand, not only did she not give up, she even had a face of bashfulness.

Sun Yirou, she already has a boyfriend?

When Wu Qian saw Wu Dong, she became flustered again. She wouldn't forget that it was Wu Dong who exposed her miscarriage of several years.

She remained silent as the Principal stepped forward to mediate, "Dr. Wu, see if there's anything we can talk about later."

The principal didn't expect that announcing Wu Qian as a mysterious painter would cause such a stir that he couldn't suppress his anger even if he wanted to.

"Principal, if we don't clarify today's matter, not only will the students be unwilling to accept it, the rest of the students will find it hard to believe as well."

Wu Dong said to the Principal.

What he said was the truth. If he did not get to the bottom of this matter today, the matter would not end there.

"Wu Qian."

Wu Dong turned around and said to Wu Qian, "Although I don't understand painting, but I can also tell that the color of this painting is very special. What paint did you use? "

The people in the gallery were also curious about this question. If the painting depicted the weathered bones of an old man, the color of the brush could be described as the color of the old man's spirit.

"That's right …" It's just ordinary paint! "

Wu Qian realized that her preparation was lacking, but she could not say anything else at this moment.

"Have you ever heard of a medicinal herb called Herbal Herbs?"

Wu Dong continued to ask.

"I don't study medicine."

Wu Qian avoided Wu Dong's gaze, "How would I know?"

"The grass juice of the chicken house is as black as ink, but this kind of ink is very strange. If mixed with the pigment, it can create a unique color."

Wu Dong pointed to the rough draft, and said, "The paint on this painting contains the juice of the Sage Herb."

The people from the Gallery looked at Wu Dong in surprise.

They had tested the composition of the pigment before, and it did have a biological component, but they were not sure what it was.

The man with the beads stood up and said, "Indeed, as this mister has said, the pigment contains the components of grass."

Wu Qian hurriedly tried to salvage the situation. "I remember now. I have a friend who thinks that this grass is special, so he gave it to me and told me to try it in the pigment."

It was fine if she didn't say it, but what she said was full of holes.

"The chicken house grass is highly toxic and virtually extinct. "Where did your friend find him?"

Wu Dong took a step forward and Wu Qian subconsciously dodged half a step. "How would I know?

As long as she kept her mouth shut, no one would be able to refute her.

After some time, she recalled that she was completely suppressed by Wu Dong's aura and should have questioned his "Chicken Tongue Grass mixed with pigment".

The way he said it.

Wu Qian said loudly, "Are you saying that it's chicken tongue grass? "What evidence do you have?"

The evidence wasn't that hard to prove. Sun Yirou still kept the sap from the chicken house grass, so as long as she tested it, she would know.

Wu Dong had not said anything yet, but Sun Yiran, who had been silent at the side, opened her mouth, "Dr. Wu is hiding something."

She glanced at Wu Dong and said another piece of heavyweight news, "The infectious diseases that have broken out in the school are actually all caused by the chicken tongue grass."

At first, Wu Dong did not want to reveal this matter, but since Sun Yi Rou dared to bring it up, he could only admit it.

The students originally didn't believe him, but now they had no choice but to believe him.

Some of the students were furious. They pointed at Wu Qian and scolded, "Do you want to kill your classmates?"

"You still have the face to stand out and claim the scholarship, do you have any shame?"

Wu Qian took a step back, pointed at Sun Yirou and said in fear, "It's her! It's her! I didn't draw it, she painted it. "

With this said, the students immediately fell silent.

Wu Qian was like a skin bag that had its air sucked dry. Her momentum was gone in an instant. She knew that she was no longer in the limelight. She had originally wanted to borrow the painting to reestablish her reputation, but now she only wanted to get rid of this matter.

"I stole the script from her dorm room."

Wu Qian retreated a few steps, "It's really not me, this has nothing to do with me."

The students all looked at Sun Yiru. Everyone had a complicated feeling, some of them whispered, "No wonder you didn't dare to admit it? So it turns out that she caused such a disaster. "

The students gradually divided into two groups. One group sympathized with Sun Yirou, but they didn't know what to say.

The other faction was scolding Sun Yirou like she was a disaster.

The crowd below the stage was in an uproar. The teachers and principal could only suppress their emotions if they wanted to.

Amidst the chaos, Sun Yiru walked in front of the microphone. Although there were tears in her eyes, she said resolutely, "I'm sorry, fellow students. I'm sorry, fellow teachers."

She gave a deep bow and continued, "I don't dare to accept a scholarship, I... "I'm willing to take the initiative to drop out of school."

The students finally quieted down.

Wu Dong stood out to defend Sun Yirou, "Students, from the moment the epidemic broke out, I was already in school. I think I know some things. It was heartless of Yiru to bring the clover to school. She was the first to be poisoned, and she was also the first to be seriously injured. It's not all her fault. I admire her for taking the initiative to admit it. "

He glanced at the student and continued, "It is not easy to speak the truth boldly these days. She could have said nothing, but she admitted it. Just because of this sincerity, she is stronger than some of the world's most notorious people. "

He brought the topic to Wu Qian, and this move had diverted a lot of attention.

Although he said it like that, it couldn't make up for the guilt in Sun Yiran's heart. She raised her head with tears in her eyes, but she was still able to take back her tears, "I know to apologize, I cannot make up for the losses that I have caused to my classmates and the school. If possible, I am willing to give up everything to compensate everyone."

She got quite a bit of sympathy for the way she said it.

Wu Dong finally understood that Sun Yirou had planned to tell the truth from the beginning.

She wanted Wu Dong and the others to accompany her, not to see her reap both fame and fortune, but to give her a bit of encouragement when she became the target of everyone.

"How can you compensate us?"

There were also students who were unable to calm down and unwilling to give up easily.

"I'll compensate you."

Wu Dong's words were shocking, he nodded towards the Principal and walked to the side of the stage, "I am willing to take out one million to help finance my school. Every infected student can receive compensation. If you have any complications in the future, you can come and find me. I can treat them for free. "

Below the stage, Jiang Xue, Li Ziruo and Xiao Wen were also surprised by Wu Dong's words. Xiao Wen laughed and said to Jiang Xue who was beside him: "Look, Uncle is going to be a hero saving the beauty again."

Jiang Xue and Li Ziruo did not feel unwell.

Wu Dong nodded at them and smiled, at the critical moment, his woman still knew how to behave.

The students also applauded.

Sun Yiran pulled on Wu Dong's hand and whispered, "Brother Wu, you don't need to do this."

Wu Dong shook his head at her, telling her not to say anymore words of thanks.

Sun Yiru stood out and admitted her wrongdoings. Even though she knew that she would be scolded, she still did not want to hide it.

This kind of spirit, that knew that it was impossible to do it, made Wu Dong admire him a little.

He thought to himself: These artists are each more willful than the other.

Wu Dong's taut smile was a little stiff: Who the hell is as willful as me!

The moment there was a disagreement, over a million dollars slipped away.

Who am I to reason with?