A breeze blew by, rolling up a few dead leaves in the square, just like the emotions surging in Shen Qiqi's heart at this moment.
She and Lu Qing stood side by side in the cultural square in the center of the village. The setting sun stretched their figures out long, like two guardian gods, firmly guarding this land.
In the square, the villagers were furious and talking a lot. The noisy voices seemed to overturn the sky. It was a roar of anger against the slander of their own culture.
"How abhorrent! How dare those bastards say our village's culture is plagiarized!"
"That's bullshit! Our village's culture has been passed down from generation to generation!"
"We can't let them bully others like this. We must teach them a lesson!"
Listening to the villagers' angry accusations, Shen Qiqi's fists clenched and creaked, her nails digging deeply into her palms. She tried hard to suppress the anger in her heart and not let it erupt.
She can tolerate being wronged, but she can never tolerate others slandering her family and her culture!
Lu Qing felt Shen Qiqi's emotional fluctuations. He held her hand tightly, conveying silent support and strength.
There was a blazing fire in his eyes, which was the determination to protect his homeland and the unconditional trust and love for his wife.
However, reality was like a bucket of cold water, poured heavily on their heads.
Rumors about their village's culture being plagiarized were rampant on the Internet and spread rapidly like a plague. People who were unaware of the truth joined the boycott, causing the cultural products that the village was proud of to become unsalable and no one was interested in them.
Looking at the mountains of cultural products in the warehouse, Shen Qiqi's heart felt like it was being cut by a knife, twitching with pain.
How could she accept that those works, which the villagers poured their hard work and sweat into, have now become "garbage" that people despise?
She bit her lips tightly to prevent the tears of grievance from falling, and was as stubborn as a wounded little animal.
Lu Qing pulled her into his arms, gently stroking her back with his big hands, and comforted her, "Qiqi, don't be afraid. I'm here. I won't let anyone hurt you or our home! These guys are so bold, they dare to touch the taboo. I'll let them know why the flowers are so red!"
There was a dangerous glint in his eyes, a flame of anger leaping in them, but he soon calmed down and began to think about how to respond.
He knew that anger alone was useless and they needed to use more clever means to completely defeat those despicable competitors.
Shen Qiqi leaned in Lu Qing's warm embrace and slowly calmed down. She took a deep breath, and her eyes gradually became firm and wise.
She raised her head and looked at Lu Qing, with a strange light flashing in her eyes and a mysterious smile on her lips.
"Lu Qing, you..." She hesitated to speak, her eyes looking into the distance, full of deep meaning.
Shen Qiqi smiled mysteriously, with a gleam in her eyes: "Instead of passively taking a beating, it is better to take the initiative! Instead of laboriously explaining, it is better to let them witness it with their own eyes!" She decided to invite international cultural scholars to the village to deeply experience the most authentic culture and shatter the rumors with facts.
As soon as the news came out, the whole village was in an uproar.
On the one hand, the villagers are excited about letting the world know about their culture, but on the other hand, they are nervous, fearing that they might not do something right and bring shame to the village.
The aunties began to rummage through their boxes and drawers, looking for the most exquisite clothes; the uncles were busy repairing houses and painting walls, trying to show the best side of the village.
The air is filled with a complex mixture of tension and anticipation, like aged wine, mellow and strong.
Lu Qing took on the heavy responsibility of coordinating various affairs. He was like a tireless spinning top, running around, arranging accommodation, planning itineraries, contacting the media, and taking care of every detail in an orderly manner.
His swift and efficient work reassured the villagers, and their originally tense mood gradually subsided.
However, how could their competitors let them go so easily?
Seeing that international cultural scholars were about to arrive, they began to secretly make trouble and spread rumors in an attempt to stop the scholars' investigation and damage the village's reputation.
A dangerous atmosphere permeated the village, like an invisible poisonous snake, spitting out scarlet tongues, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
Shen Qiqi and Lu Qing naturally wouldn't sit still and wait for death.
They strengthened the village's security measures, increased their vigilance, and kept a close eye on any movement around them.
As night falls, the village is quiet, with only the patrol's footsteps echoing in the silent night, like a tense march.
"Qiqi, do you think the moon tonight is particularly red?" Lu Qing stood beside Shen Qiqi, looking at the blood-red moon in the sky, his tone solemn.
Shen Qiqi looked up, and a sense of uneasiness rose in her heart.
She held Lu Qing's hand tightly and said in a deep voice: "Lu Qing, be careful, things may not be peaceful tonight..."
International cultural scholars came and, with curiosity and exploration, they delved into every corner of the village.
They observed the villagers' traditional skills, listened to ancient legends, tasted local delicacies, and felt the unique cultural charm of this land.
After a few days, the scholars were deeply shocked. They saw a vivid and vibrant culture, which was completely different from the rumors on the Internet.
After the investigation, the scholars held a press conference to announce their findings to the world.
"The culture of this village is absolutely unique, full of originality and vitality! Those so-called plagiarism rumors are complete nonsense!" The chief scholar spoke excitedly, and his powerful words spread all over the world through the media.
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