At this moment, a chorus of exclamations erupted from the audience, because the design displayed on Bai Yan's computer screen was exactly the same as Song Sisi's.
The camera panned to Song Sisi's face, where she stared wide-eyed in shock upon seeing Bai Yan's design sketches.
"Xiao Yan, how come your design is exactly the same as mine?" Song Sisi asked incredulously.
Bai Yan just smiled as she looked at Song Sisi. Sure enough, her choice was the same in both her past and present lives: if she wasn't as talented as others, she would steal.
Unfortunately, she wasn't the original owner of this body.
Bai Yan looked at Song Sisi and sneered, "Because you got your design from me."
Song Sisi shook her head, seemingly not understanding why she did this.
She looked at Bai Yan and said earnestly, "Xiao Yan, I know you've always wanted to prove yourself, but you can't do it this way. You're deceiving everyone and yourself, and you're not being responsible to anyone."
She then looked at the audience: "I designed this picture, and I have evidence to prove it."
Song Sisi said, "I made the drawing on a computer, and it has my date records on it."
As she spoke, Song Sisi took out a USB drive and handed it to the organizer, "Everyone can take a look. This contains all my diagramming records."
This was copied from Bai Yan's computer, while the original file on her computer had been deleted by Song Sisi after she bribed her assistant.
All she needs to do is prove that the design is her original work, and Bai Yan will be finished.
Song Sisi curled her lips smugly. At this point, what other options did she have?
“Xiao Yan, it’s not too late for you to admit your mistake now. It’s never too late to correct it. To err is human, to forgive divine.” Song Sisi smiled at her and said gently, “After all, we are family. I won’t hold it against you.”
But the audience didn't listen. A large number of audience members were shouting for Bai Yan to get out. It was an original design competition, so the audience naturally had zero tolerance for plagiarism.
Bai Yan looked at her, a smile playing on her lips, and said, "You have evidence, but don't I?"
Song Sisi was stunned for a moment, and a bad feeling suddenly came over her. Cold sweat instantly poured down her forehead.
Does she have a backup on her computer?
Bai Yan looked coldly at Song Sisi. In the original plot, the original owner 'stole' Song Sisi's design draft, which was broadcast live, and everyone called the original owner a plagiarist.
This can never happen again in my life.
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