At ten o'clock in the morning, the classroom was silent.
Each student stared at the makeup mirror in front of them without looking away, wishing they could use their hands and feet at the same time.
After two days of intense preparation, when the test time came, Su Man was not nervous at all.
She has done all she can and has tried her best. Next, she needs to show the results of her efforts. As for the outcome, she will leave it to God.
With this idea in mind, Su Man was much more relaxed than the other students and calmly put on makeup in front of the mirror.
Time passed minute by minute, and Mark sat in the front row, wiping the makeup mirror boredly.
At 10:29, he cleared his throat and reminded, "One more minute."
The students were facing a great enemy. One of them, who was not in good spirits, dropped the makeup brush in her hand to the ground.
He anxiously tried to pick it up, but the brush had already rolled under the seat of a classmate in the front row.
When he bent over and struggled to pick it up, Mark's voice rang out, "Time's up."
Although there was no time left, it was not ruled out that some students would want to add a few strokes secretly, but Mark's words directly blocked their retreat.
"Anyone who dares to draw another one will be eliminated immediately."
...
Seeing that no one dared to move, Mark took out the report card he had prepared in advance.
This time he did not comment on each one as he did before, but instead looked at each one carefully and wrote something down in his notebook.
At a time when everyone was eager to know the answer, his behavior made the students feel uncertain.
Soon, Mark stood in front of Suman.
Suman raised her head quietly to show her makeup.
However, Mark frowned after just one look and asked, "Is this makeup your own creation?"
Su Man was surprised for a moment, then she realized something and said firmly, "From the first draft to the design, it's all my own creativity."
I didn’t expect Weiwei to be so bold, but she wasn’t worried.
However, Mark's next words surprised Su Man, "Your makeup framework is exactly the same as Xiaoxue's."
“…”
Just at this moment, Xiaoxue turned around, and the makeup on her face was 80% similar to Su Man's.
Su Man's heart sank.
The students around them whispered, "What's going on?"
"What can I do? Someone just copied it."
"So who plagiarized whom?"
"Needless to ask? It must be Zhao Man who copied Xiaoxue. Xiaoxue's makeup skills have been obvious to everyone since the first class. How could she possibly copy someone else?"
"But hasn't Zhao Man's recent progress been recognized by the teacher? That's not necessarily true."
As everyone was discussing the matter, Xiaoxue stood up.
"Teacher Mark, you still remember that when I asked you for advice after class yesterday, you saw my design drawings, right?"
"Yes." Teacher Mark said hesitantly.
This is exactly why Mark preconceived that Su Man plagiarized. He had a class yesterday afternoon, and after class Xiaoxue asked him questions about the knowledge points taught in class.
As she took out her notes, Mark happened to see the makeup she had designed for today's exam.
At that time, he was very interested in this makeup, and secretly felt that she was indeed an extraordinary student who made steady progress.
To be honest, although Su Man had made great progress, he still preferred Xiao Xue. After all, her professional knowledge was unmatched in the class, and she was still so young and had greater potential.
But what he never expected was that Su Man's makeup was the same as Xiaoxue's.
Based on his understanding of Su Man over the past period of time, she didn't seem like someone who would do such a thing, but he saw Xiaoxue's makeup design yesterday...
Thinking of this, Mark looked at Suman and said, "You said this makeup was your original creation. Do you have any evidence?"
Su Man didn't answer. Her eyes moved between Xiaoxue and Weiwei.
It seems that when Weiwei came to steal her design drawings yesterday, she didn't use them for herself, but reached some kind of consensus with Xiaoxue.
While her attention was on Vivi, Xiaoxue copied her design and "coincidentally" let Teacher Mark see it.
In this case, even if Suman said that Weiwei had been to her desk, it would be useless because the person who copied her makeup was not Weiwei.
Haha, what a good trick.
Faced with groundless accusations, Su Man did not get angry, but said calmly, "Design draft? I happen to have a copy too."
Mark took the notebook that Suman handed over.
Sure enough, the design drawing above is very complete, and the design inspiration for each step is also marked, which does not seem to be hastily done.
But Xiaoxue took the initiative and said, "Even if there is a design draft, there may be people who are not well-trained and cannot design, and will just copy it."
Su Man looked up at her, a cold look in her eyes. "I misjudged you. I thought you were just too proud. I didn't expect you to be so shameless as to do such a shameless thing."
"Who are you talking about!" Xiaoxue was angry and embarrassed.
Su Man ignored her and picked up the notebook that belonged to Xiaoxue in Mark's hand.
Seeing this, Xiaoxue sarcastically said, "Why, copying this makeup isn't enough, you want to copy other ones?"
Su Man said nothing. She turned to one of the pages and said, "Your design drawing is recorded on the back of the evening makeup. The knowledge points on it were taught by Teacher Li in the first class yesterday afternoon."
"So what?"
"That proves that your design was just drawn yesterday afternoon."
Su Man's eyes were sharp. "Teacher Mark assigned the topic the day before yesterday, but you only started writing yesterday. Isn't that a bit late?"
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