The person who spoke was Lin Xi.

Lin Xi is 28 years old this year. He has achieved great accomplishments in calligraphy and painting and is very talented. He can be described as a promising young man.

His teacher was a master of calligraphy, so naturally he was also invited.

He arrived early, so the camera followed him.

Lin Xi was young and energetic, and he didn't think about anything at all, let alone consider the consequences, so he just exposed it.

It has nothing to do with him anyway.

Lin Xi pointed to a very faint pattern in the middle of the scroll in front of the live camera and said, "This is Master Wei Hou's exclusive seal. Outsiders can't tell it."

"But if you look closely, you can see that the pattern forms the Chinese character 'Wei'."

The teachers at Qingzhi looked at each other, inevitably feeling somewhat dissatisfied.

Fortunately, there were not many people watching the live broadcast at this time.

The head of the art group came back to his senses from the shock. He raised his hand and signaled the photographer to turn off the camera first.

Lin Xi's face was cold: "What does your school say about this kind of thing?"

He handed this calligraphy to Wei Hou just the day before yesterday, and he saw it here today.

He doesn't believe it wasn't stolen.

"We were not aware of this matter and did not expect a student to be so bold." The head of the art group did not make excuses. "So, we will criticize them at the opening ceremony and expel them."

Qingzhi will never tolerate cheating.

Not to mention, this matter also involved Wei Hou.

This time, the school invited many masters from the art world, and even the president of the Shanghai Calligraphy Association.

But Wei Hou is a director of the China Calligraphy Art Association.

Identity and status cannot be equated or restricted at all.

Isn't plagiarizing Wei Hou's calligraphy a provocation to the China Calligraphy Art Association?

The head of the art group frowned as he looked at the words on the scroll.

He had had some suspicions before, and it turned out that it was not written by Ying Zijin himself.

Lin Xi's expression eased: "Your school's decision is very fair. Severe punishment is indeed necessary."

He had no interest in looking any further, so he walked out of the exhibition room and ran into Zhong Zhiwan.

"Brother Lin." Zhong Zhiwan greeted with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be here too."

"Zhi Wan, I was looking for you." Lin Xi took her aside, "Do you know a student named Ying Zijin?"

Zhong Zhiwan was very surprised: "Ying Zijin? She is my cousin, what happened to her?"

"No wonder." Lin Xi knew that Zhong Zhiwan borrowed the scroll to copy that day. "She must have seen that it was well written, and she didn't know who wrote it, so she stole it to participate in the art festival."

Zhong Zhiwan hesitated: "No way, although my cousin is from the countryside, she is actually..."

"For money." Lin Xi sneered, "I've seen many people like this. They don't really like calligraphy at all."

His teacher is also a member of the Calligraphy Association, and every year many people want to become his disciples.

But many of them want to use their teacher's reputation to make more money when selling calligraphy and paintings.

"So..." Zhong Zhiwan paused, "Did Senior Brother Lin find out that she cheated?"

"Well, don't beg for mercy for her." Lin Xi raised his hand and said calmly, "Your school will criticize her and expel her in a while."

Zhong Zhiwan pressed the corners of his lips and restrained his smile: "I understand, Senior Brother Lin."

——

In the audience.

Student area.

The girl leaning on the chair straightened up and opened her eyes.

The sunlight fell on her long eyelashes, casting a mottled shadow.

"Dad Ying, you don't want to sleep?" Xiu Yu noticed her movements, "We haven't even arrived at the opening ceremony yet."

Ying Zijin stretched slowly and said in a low and cold voice: "Something happened."

"Hmm?" Xiu Yu was confused. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing." Ying Zijin propped up his head with his hands, and said lazily, "It's fun."

Xiu Yu scratched his head.

Here we go again, that's it.

It made her feel that their father Ying was a charlatan.

A few minutes passed and it was nine o'clock.

The photographic equipment is fully set up to ensure that the live broadcast will not be interrupted due to sudden failures.

Chairs have been set up on the stage and name tags are placed on the table.

Some seats were empty, but most of the guests were already seated, all of them leading figures in the art world.

With Lin Xi's status, he could only sit in the third row.

The live broadcast officially began, and more and more people were watching.

Qingzhi Middle School is ranked among the top three schools in the country and is extremely famous.

[Huh, we’ve made it to the opening ceremony. I want to see how heroic Qingzhi is. 】

[I’m here, I’m here. Look at the guest seats. There are so many masters here. 】

[Lin Xi! Is that Lin Xi? Lin Xi is really a hot topic in the art world, so handsome. 】

[No, she is good-looking, but isn’t the art world based on ability? Why do you care about looks? 】

[Let me give you some basic knowledge about our Lin Xijiecao. When he was only twelve years old, his calligraphy was sold at a high price of half a million. 】

[Awesome awesome…]

To be able to achieve this at the age of twelve, he must be very talented.

[Hey, look, why is Lin Xi standing up? What is he going to do with the microphone? 】

[I’m a little confused. Shouldn’t the host give a speech first? 】

[Lin Xi doesn't look very well. Maybe something big happened. Wait for him.] 】

The principal, who was sitting in the first row with the president of the Shanghai Art Association, was also puzzled when he saw this: "What's going on?"

The head of the art group hurriedly said, "Principal, there is an emergency."

He explained in a low voice, and Lin Xi had already spoken on the other side.

"Art is noble and great. It lets us know what beauty is. Therefore, I will never allow anyone to insult art." Lin Xi's voice spread throughout the playground through the microphone. "I came here today to appreciate the works of the younger generation and to support them, but I didn't expect such a terrible thing to happen!"

"A student actually stole Master Wei Hou's work and entered the competition!"

Lin Xi said coldly: "If Master Wei Hou hadn't told me personally that he wrote this calligraphy, I would have been deceived by this student."

When this sentence was uttered, not only the students in the audience, but also the netizens watching the live broadcast were shocked.

[Shit, did I hear you right? You stole Master Wei Hou’s calligraphy to participate in the competition? 】

[Ah... Even though I don't care about calligraphy, I have heard of Wei Hou's name. How dare this student? 】

[Tsk tsk, there’s going to be something interesting to watch.] 】

"Using Wei Hou's calligraphy to participate in the competition." Xiu Yu exclaimed, "Dad Ying, who do you think is so awesome?"

Ying Zijin changed her sitting position: "Well, me."

Xiu Yu was choked: "...Dad, don't joke with me. You've given me a heart attack recently."

"I can pick it for you and replace it with a mechanical one."

“…”

On stage.

Lin Xi had already stood aside by now, and the head of the art group took over the microphone.

"The school will not tolerate this cheating incident. After discussion, we have decided to disqualify Ying Zijin from the competition and expel her."

The apple in Xiu Yu's hand fell with a "click".

Jiang Ran raised his head slowly, his eyes slightly narrowed.

There was a lot of discussion around.

"Ying Zijin? Why her? She must be cheating because she can't get over it."

"I guess because I saw Zhiwan participating, I wanted to participate too. I want to compete with Zhiwan in everything. Don't you think that I can compete?"

"This is really a case of one's own fault."

Jiang Ran was annoyed when he heard this. He stood up suddenly, with the tip of his tongue against his teeth, and said angrily: "What are you beeping about? Shut up!"

The students immediately fell silent.

"What kind of punishment is this?" Jiang Ran turned his head, a faint scarlet flashing in his eyes, "Do you have evidence? Expulsion? How can you be a teacher?"

[Oh my god, who is this? Why is he so arrogant? 】

[Qingzhi school bully, don’t study hard, birds of a feather flock together. 】

"Of course there is evidence." Lin Xi didn't know Jiang Ran, so naturally he didn't know his identity.

He took out the scroll, unfolded it, projected it on the big screen, and sneered: "Look carefully, this is Master Wei Hou's seal, ask her if she wrote this word?"

"Yeah." Ying Zijin finally spoke. She glanced at it indifferently, "It's indeed not written by me."

Jiang Ran frowned.

Xiu Yu pulled him back to his seat: "Dad is talking, don't interrupt."

Jiang Ran: “…”

Zhong Zhiwan paused, very surprised.

She hadn't expected that Ying Zijin would admit it just like that.

Do you think that if you admit your mistake proactively, you can reduce the punishment?

That's too naive.

The barrage was also full of ridicule.

[I'm sick of it. You have the nerve to say that you didn't write it. Then how can you be considered cheating? 】

[How shameless! Qingzhi is right. Students like this should be expelled. 】

[Is it okay to slap yourself in the face?] 】

[If I don't make any comments, there might be a reversal and you will be the ones who get slapped in the face. 】

"Did you hear that? She..."

Before Lin Xi finished speaking, he heard the girl's voice slowly and softly rise.

An understatement in one sentence.

“I can’t write such rubbish.”

“…”

The whole place suddenly fell silent.

Zhong Zhiwan was shocked.

Does Ying Zijin know what he is talking about?

Even her teacher can't write this word.

Ying Zijin actually said this word is rubbish?

[No, she said she couldn’t write such rubbish. Who does she think she is? ? ? 】

[I give up. So arrogant?] Ning knew who Master Wei Hou was and Ning said just like that. Who gave Ning the face? 】

[It's so funny, you can't write such rubbish, then go ahead and write it, write it now so that we can see how good your writing is. 】

Lin Xi didn't expect that the girl not only refused to admit her mistake, but was so arrogant.

He was so angry that he laughed, and ordered in a cold voice: "Set the table, bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and let her write."