There have been many such things in this circle.

Whether after work or in school, plagiarism seems to occur every once in a while.

Some are real, some are forged, and some are slandered.

Bartery has seen too many things, and he was also caught up in such a storm back then. Therefore, as long as anyone who knows him a little, he hates plagiarism and also hates people who want to use these two words to ruin a person.

"My friend happened to have something to do. In order to keep justice, I will call the dean and the principal."

As soon as these words came out, the girl was so scared that her legs were weak and she fell on the chair.

She begged hard.

"Teacher, I was wrong. I just had a lot of inspiration recently and didn't know what to draw. That day I just took a look and didn't want to copy it. I didn't know why I drew it like that."

Song Ni just found it funny when she heard this.

I only took a look and remembered most of the details. In the end, the finished product was only in some small places and in different colors.

With such memory, she doesn't believe it will be this level.

Bartery didn't care about this, and called directly and went to the principal's office to invite the principal in person.

Song Ni, who was at the beginning, looked the easiest one at the moment.

Everyone knows that Song Ni’s background is not simple, and under the circumstances just now, no one in the class stood on her side.

Someone wanted to make up for the loss and came to talk to Song Ni, but was persuaded to leave by the ridicule in her eyes.

This incident happened all morning. If it weren't for him, Song Ni would have really wanted to leave this big guy.

After the end, bartery found Song Ni directly.

"There will be a designer competition in a while, and I will recommend you to participate."

Song Ni smiled.

"The teacher isn't afraid that others will say you are biased against me?"

The little old man snorted coldly.

"If they think I am biased, they will use their works to conquer me. What homework do they hand in every day? Besides, what's wrong with you? This competition quota is based on me, and I will give you whatever I want."

"I should be angry about what happened today. Why is the teacher even more angry than me?"

Speaking of this little old man, his face looked even more ugly.

Song Ni quickly changed the topic.

"What's the theme of this competition? Is the time tight?"

The little old man glanced at Song Ni deeply.

"It's a wedding dress with no limit on the theme and plenty of time. You can draw it slowly."

Song Ni frowned slightly.

"Wedding Dress? Which competition is the one? How could you choose a wedding dress?"

Wedding dresses, everyone has their own opinions, and everyone has different feelings about love. If you want to make a wedding dress that is for people to appreciate, then your love must be an appreciation point.

Somehow less pure.

The little old man looked outside.

"People just want to see what everyone thinks about love, and do whatever you want."

Song Ni:...

The old man was in a bit emotional, so she should talk less.

The old man asked again.

"When did you arrange for me to meet your husband? How many times have I said it, why haven't you arranged it yet?"

Song Ni did forget this.

"How is tomorrow? He will come to school to accompany me to class tomorrow."

The little old man tickled.

"I'm so old that I still have to accompany my husband to class."

Song Ni smiled and said nothing.

The old man is used to Song Ni's personality of always speaking a few words, and now he is not very comfortable with it now.

Especially when he always looks happy in his marriage, he really envies.

He suddenly asked.

"You will go back to China after you finish your studies, right?"

Song Ni’s original plan was like this.

However, after Tan Zheng planned to return to the arena, he didn't know how to adjust.

Racing driver Tan Zheng will not participate in few competitions, but for now, there are much more competitions abroad than domestic ones.

Even though GN has now promoted the racing industry in the country, it has just begun and is not the main stadium.

So now Song Ni is not sure where Tan Zheng will be in the future.

But there is one thing that will not change, and Song Ni will restart the plan to open a studio that was shelved.

"It should be."

The little old man snorted again.

"If you don't develop your talent here, isn't it a waste to return to China?"

Song Ni doesn't think so.

"Since I have talent, isn't it okay for me to contribute to China's fashion career? Someone must work hard to not be behind all the time."

Besides, the domestic environment has improved a lot now.

The old man doesn't know what to say.

......

After returning home, Song Ni sat in the study to sort out her thoughts, always feeling that the game Bartery mentioned during the day was a bit strange.

Wedding dress.

Song Ni's eyes flashed, and her hands unconsciously rubbed the diamond ring with her ring finger.

Tan Zheng didn't want to hold a wedding because of Xijinjiang. Now the truth about what happened back then has been revealed. That wedding...

Instead of letting herself continue thinking, Song Ni sat at the desk again and began to figure out how to draw.

This time she hesitated for a long time and had no idea what to do.

It was at this moment that Tan Zheng knocked on the door of the study.

He came back a little today just to be able to spare the next two days.

Seeing Song Ni frowned, he stepped forward and asked softly.

"What's wrong?"

Song Ni told Tan Zheng about the competition.

"I think it's a bit strange. There is no wedding competition that suddenly organizes, and there is no theme."

While speaking, Song Ni reached out to Tan Zheng and hugged his neck and sat on his lap, naturally missing the smile that flashed through the man's eyes.

Tan Zheng saw the white paper on the table and asked softly.

“No inspiration?”

Song Ni shook her head.

"I don't know which direction to think."

"What did the teacher say?"

Song Ni thought about it for a moment.

"Just let me follow my own ideas and say that it is to see everyone's understanding of love. I think it's strange and inexplicable."

Tan Zheng raised his hand and followed Song Ni's hair.

"Then it depends on your own preferences. If it were you, what kind of wedding dress would you want to wear at the wedding?"

Song Ni paused.

She also thought about the wedding just now, but it was Tan Zheng who proposed that the wedding would not be held for the time being. If she asked first, it would seem that she wanted a wedding very much. Now, Tan Zheng took the initiative to mention the wedding...

"It's my wedding."

Song Ni thought about it and unconsciously touched Tan Zheng's neck. Before she could figure it out, she made Tan Zheng feel angry.

He reached out and pinched Song Ni's hand to prevent her from causing trouble.
Chapter completed!