At this point, Jiang Sheng could hardly hide the anger in his words.
If I hadn't been careful in my previous life and specifically looked it up...
I have no idea that Zhou Changgui could be so cunning.
"So you mean it's very difficult for us to find evidence against him now, right?"
Looking at Jiang Sheng's angry expression, which didn't seem fake at all, Xu Jianian was already 70% convinced of what Jiang Sheng was saying.
Jiang Sheng doesn't seem to be faking it; perhaps there really is some hidden story behind this.
Xu Jianian's inclination towards Zhou Changgui was beginning to waver.
“Of course, it’s hard to find evidence,” Jiang Sheng said with some helplessness. “If I could find it, I wouldn’t need to explain all this to you here.”
Upon hearing this, Xu Jianian smiled somewhat awkwardly, but still said very seriously, "I'm already half convinced by what you've said, but if you want me to truly believe you, I still need to see evidence."
Jiang Sheng didn't care about this and simply nodded upon hearing it.
"That's not particularly difficult. The fox will always show its tail eventually, after all..."
He hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly stopped, as if he had just remembered something.
"Have you thought of something?" Xu Jianian asked curiously. "If you've thought of any evidence, why don't you tell me? That way I'll believe you."
"Speaking of evidence, I can actually think of one."
Although Jiang Sheng said this, he wasn't very confident.
Even he himself wasn't sure if what he was about to say would come true.
"What evidence?"
Jiang Sheng thought for a moment, then called over a waiter from the coffee shop and asked for a piece of paper and a pen, where he began to write and draw.
"What are you writing? What does this have to do with evidence? Just tell me!"
Xu Jianian couldn't help but curiously lean closer, and when she saw what was written on it, she couldn't help but widen her eyes in amazement and read on involuntarily.
"Starting tomorrow, I will be a happy person..."
"...I have a house facing the sea, where spring is warm and flowers bloom."
By the time Jiang Sheng finished writing, Xu Jianian had also finished reading it all.
Looking at all those words written here, Xu Jianian couldn't help but speak, his face full of admiration.
"Jiang Sheng, did you write this poem yourself?"
Jiang Sheng nodded, but his face didn't show much confidence: "I wrote this poem myself. Do you remember what Teacher Zhou said when he left?"
Xu Jianian nodded subconsciously: "I remember, Teacher Zhou said your poems were pretty good. He'll polish them for you and then give you some proper guidance..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xu Jianian seemed to suddenly remember something and pointed to the poem in front of Jiang Sheng.
"You mean, the poem that Teacher Zhou is going to help you polish and give you guidance on is this poem?"
Jiang Sheng nodded: "That's right. After I showed this poem to my second sister, she gave it to Teacher Zhou and asked him to give me some pointers and corrections."
"And then?" Xu Jianian blinked, glanced at the poem in front of him, and said frankly, "To be honest, although I don't know how poetry is written, I think your poem is really well written. At least I can't find any fault with it."
"However, since Professor Zhou says he understands poetry, it is impossible to know whether this poem has any problems from a professional perspective."
Of course, if Teacher Zhou really just plagiarized other people's work and doesn't understand poetry at all, then that's another story.
Xu Jianian silently added this sentence to his mind, but did not say it aloud.
Seeing this, Jiang Sheng didn't say anything more, but continued to shrink down.
"Teacher Zhou criticized my poem as utterly worthless, and said that he would give me some guidance when he had the chance."
After Jiang Sheng finished speaking, Xu Jianian asked, puzzled, "Since Teacher Zhou said he would help you with your guidance, what does this have to do with exposing Teacher Zhou's true colors?"
“Actually, I’m not quite sure if it can be used as evidence,” Jiang Sheng said helplessly. “I’m just guessing. You’ll know once I finish what I have to say.”
"you say."
Xu Jianian became increasingly curious, and at that moment Jiang Sheng held up his pen and pointed to the poem he had written on the table.
"If Teacher Zhou's vanity gets the better of him, he might very well borrow one or two lines from my poem and put his own name on it."
"So I thought, although the chances of doing this are not very high, and there is a good chance it will be discovered..."
"That's impossible!"
Xu Jianian replied without even thinking, "It's too easy to be discovered if we do it this way. We won't even need to look for evidence. Your second sister will know right away that Teacher Zhou only plagiarizes other people's work, right?"
"So I'm just guessing," Jiang Sheng shrugged helplessly. "As for whether the other party will actually do it, I'm not too sure."
After all, the risk of doing so was too great. Although Jiang Sheng felt that it was possible, he was not sure that Zhou Changgui would really take the risk.
“Anyway, I think it’s unlikely,” Xu Jianian said, then suddenly had an idea: “How about this, if you want to prove whether what you said is right or wrong, I have a good way.”
Jiang Sheng also became interested and hurriedly said, "Tell me about it."
"Come closer, and I'll tell you slowly."
Xu Jianian beckoned to Jiang Sheng with his finger and raised an eyebrow at him slightly: "This is the best way to prove whether what you said is right or wrong. Then it will be clear whether Teacher Zhou was wronged or not."
With a touch of curiosity, Jiang Sheng leaned closer to listen.
“Listen to me, I’m going to do this…”
Xu Jianian then briefly explained his plan to Jiang Sheng.
After Xu Jianian finished speaking, seeing that Jiang Sheng hadn't reacted for a moment, she patted Jiang Sheng's shoulder with her slender fingers.
What are you doing?
Xu Jianian blinked her doe-like eyes, and her beautiful face was instantly magnified in front of Jiang Sheng.
Jiang Sheng was stunned for a moment, his mind still replaying the faint milky scent emanating from the girl, his thoughts still lingering on what Xu Jianian had told him earlier.
"Hello?"
Xu Jianian waved his finger in front of Jiang Sheng: "What are you thinking about? You're so lost in thought that you didn't even hear me."
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