jdhmnovel Chapter 156 Plagiarism? Slap in the face
Chapter 156 Plagiarism? Slap in the face
Hu Shanchang said, "This is the result of our discussion. I have been in Anding County for decades and have read countless books. I have never heard of Miss Yao's work today. If Miss Su can find the source of the work, I am willing to apologize in public."
As they spoke, the judges found Yao Qingnian's painting and showed it to everyone: "This is Miss Yao's work. If you are here, who can paint so realistically? Hu has nothing to say. It is rare for such a painting to come from a woman's family. It is well deserved to be rated first. Those who disagree can challenge on stage."
Although Director Hu did not say it explicitly, it was obvious that he was very satisfied with Yao Qingnian's paintings.
Everyone looked at the painting in Hu Shanzhang's hand. It showed the scene in the banquet hall. Even the facial expressions of the characters were clearly visible. Someone shouted, "Look, isn't that me? I'm holding a teacup and drinking tea. The expression is exactly the same."
"I saw it too. So this is what I look like." For a moment, all the guests were shocked. Yao Qingnian's painting was so similar to the real person that everyone found it hard to believe.
Those who originally had some doubts dispelled their doubts after seeing Yao Qingnian's paintings.
As for this poem, Hu Shanchang and others are all knowledgeable people. They said they had never seen it, so it must have been written by Yao Qingnian himself. Everyone was convinced by the words of several judges.
Su Yanyan twisted the handkerchief tightly with both hands, her nails digging deep into her flesh, but she felt nothing until a faint bloodstain appeared on the handkerchief. She accused Yao Qingnian of plagiarism, but was slapped in the face by the displayed painting. She looked at Yao Qingnian with resentment.
She immediately made an apologetic gesture and bowed to Hu Shanzhang and the others, saying, "Hu Shanzhang, fellow judges, I am not questioning you. I just heard that she is just a village woman and is not good at music, chess, calligraphy, or painting. I never thought that she would be looked at with new eyes and that it was unreasonable, so I raised doubts."
Her words were well-reasoned and largely eliminated people's negative views of her. It seemed that Su Yanyan was not that stupid.
Yao Qingnian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Miss Su and I just met for the first time today. How can you conclude that I can't do anything just by listening to one side of others?"
Su Yanyan cursed in her heart: "This woman is really powerful. She turned the conversation around to me in just a few words."
She bit her lip and said pitifully, "You come from the countryside. How can people in the village afford to study? That's why I questioned it. Can you teach yourself something like this?"
"What you said, do poor people not deserve to study? Just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't. With the same study and learning, many children from poor families can become top scorers in high school, while children from rich families may not even be able to pass the exam to become a scholar. Although my family was poor before, I was able to acquire knowledge with my talent and hard work."
Everyone nodded in agreement when they heard this. In addition to diligence, talent also plays a big role in learning. It has nothing to do with whether one is a village woman or whether one's family is rich or not. Gold will shine wherever it goes. In addition to rich young men and women, there were also poor children brought by Principal Hu. They were moved by Yao Qingnian's words. They studied hard just to make a name for themselves and to serve their country with all their passion.
Not only are Yao Qingnian's paintings lifelike, but his poems are also profound, fresh and unworldly, making people feel as if they are among the green mountains and clouds, sipping a cup of tea, feeling the gift of nature, and forgetting the troubles of the world.
And if you observe carefully, you can find that she is not only good at calligraphy and painting, but also has a beautiful handwriting. Her writing style is vigorous and powerful, and her strokes are flowing, dignified and majestic. It is said that the handwriting reflects the person, and when you look at Yao Qingnian's face, it gives people the illusion that they are exactly the same.
This poem can be plagiarized, but paintings and calligraphy cannot.
Su Yanyan wanted to argue further, but Yao Qingnian brought up all the students. Everyone sided with the bitch Yao Qingnian. Even the judges were quite satisfied with her. It was useless for her to continue speaking.
Wu Yu saw the tricks and expressed his admiration for Yao Qingnian. This woman was really extraordinary. Not only was she good at cooking, she was also proficient in calligraphy and painting. He was getting more and more curious about how many unknown secrets she had. So he stood up and said, "Since Miss Su has doubts about Miss Yao's poem, why not let Miss Yao write another one on the spot, and let the judges come up with questions themselves?"
"This is a good idea. What do you think, Miss Yao?"
Yao Qingnian originally didn't want to be in the spotlight, but now that things have come to this, if she doesn't agree, wouldn't it be the same as admitting that her poem was stolen? This poem is her own original work, not copied from the Three Hundred Tang Poems. If it was stolen, they would not be her opponent in three days and three nights.
She did have some talent for poetry, which even her teacher in her previous life had praised, so she was not afraid at all and just came.
So he nodded and said, "I have no objection, but I want to make it clear in advance that I am not trying to prove that I did not plagiarize. Everyone knows that I made a bet with Miss Su. I rewrote the song just to make her admit defeat with a clear conscience."
Her words were powerful and domineering, cutting off all hesitation and doubt.
"Good! Qingnian! So generous!" Jiang Ruoyin shouted happily.
Su Yanyan looked anxious. If she lost, she would be too ashamed to face anyone. So she advised with a worried look on her face: "Miss Yao, I advise you not to compete. There are so many people here today. It would be so embarrassing if you lose!"
Yao Qingnian looked at her with amusement. On the surface, she was trying to persuade him with good intentions, but in reality, she was worried that if he won, she would be the one to be embarrassed.
"Miss Su, don't worry about that. I am the one who lost the face. You can still get five thousand taels for free, right? Besides, I won't lose.
Please bear witness to the fact that I have just signed a written bet with Miss Su. The loser must not be allowed to escape."
Jiang Ruoyin said directly: "Don't worry, Qingnian, she can't run away. Even if she runs away, I will catch her back. Besides, her uncle is the county magistrate! You have signed a written agreement. If she dares to run away, we will go to the county magistrate's mansion to sue her."
Yao Qingnian shook his head helplessly. Mrs. Jiang was really a smart woman, how could she give birth to a daughter as innocent as Jiang Ruoyin.
Meng Jingyu also came today. Seeing Miss Su being bullied, he snorted coldly and walked forward: "You just won by chance once, and you really think you are invincible. Don't I know what kind of person you are? If you can win again, I will kneel down and kowtow to you three times..."