Jiang Enren isn't stupid. Now that things have come to this, why would he need to produce any more evidence?
He is indeed Mr. Yun.
In front of Mr. Yun, he seemed so insignificant, as if he were being trampled underfoot and would never be able to shine.
Everyone was waiting for his answer, but now the tide had turned.
That painting completely captivated everyone's hearts.
Mr. Ruoyun's claim that the candlelight painting of the baby girl was drawn by him only proves that Jiang Enren did indeed plagiarize.
"Brother, say something."
"As long as you say you are the original author, we will still believe you."
One or two little girls cried: "Brother, did you really plagiarize Mr. Yun? How could you do this?"
Jiang Enren shook his head almost immediately: "No, I didn't."
Fu Yunmo was unwilling to linger here with him, so he used his witty remarks, putting one hand behind his back: "Now that I have proven my identity to you, please come with me to my art exhibition to see the original paintings."
Lai Xian nodded: "Okay."
The others stood there, unsure what to do.
Fu Yunmo, being thoughtful, added, "Those without tickets do not need to purchase them due to special circumstances."
Perhaps this is the demeanor of a great writer.
Everyone headed towards his art exhibition.
Lai Hsien walked slowly and pulled Chiang En-jen aside. At that moment, he already had the answer in his heart, but he just wanted to hear his student tell the truth.
"Xiao Jiang, tell me, did you plagiarize Mr. Yun's painting?"
Jiang Enren kept his head down and remained silent.
Wen Yu frowned: "If that's really the case, you need to publicly apologize to Mr. Yun and then tear up the painting. If you admit your mistakes and correct them, you're more likely to be forgiven. But you're still stubborn and will only ruin yourself."
Lai Xian saw that he remained silent, and his face showed some anger.
He had always thought that Xiao Jiang spoke because he genuinely wanted to learn to paint, but now he had a different opinion. He thought Xiao Jiang was just a man of deep thoughts and never revealed his true self to his teacher.
Jiang Enren frowned, but finally, his eyes became unusually firm, and he said, word by word, "Master, Mistress, you don't need to say anything more. This painting is mine."
"you……"
Lai Xian angrily interrupted his wife, "Alright, alright, let him regret it when the truth comes out."
After saying that, he strode away.
It wasn't that he didn't trust his students; it was just that he couldn't possibly doubt Mr. Yun's character.
Now that things have come to this, we can only take it one step at a time.
If it is true that Xiao Jiang plagiarized Mr. Yun, then as his teacher, he will be held accountable for him. I only hope that he can realize his mistake.
If it's just a coincidence that it looks the same as Mr. Yun's painting, then it's just a joke played by fate.
Mr. Yun has discerning eyes and is naturally capable of making decisions.
Soon, the group arrived at Mr. Yun's art exhibition center.
Zhang Bo was extremely excited, with tears welling up in his eyes. As he walked, he kept asking, "Mr. Yun, I don't know why you've created such an amazing work again, but you haven't exhibited it?"
Fu Yunmo turned around and glanced at his younger sister, who was sitting leisurely in her wheelchair, looking somewhat lazy.
When Tang Yaoyao saw him turn around to look at her, she smiled, revealing two cute little tiger teeth.
Fu Yunmo smiled gently as well.
Xiao Jinhan took in her smile, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes deepened.
Then, Fu Yunmo turned around, pursed his lips, and replied, "Because this is a gift, to give to someone very important to me."
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