Chapter 110 Plagiarism
Chapter 111 Plagiarism
Fang Qing looked at the exquisite courtyard in front of him, a little stunned, then turned to look at Lu Can beside him.
"Are you sure this is the place? Wasn't it said to be an antique shop? Why does it look like someone else's private residence?"
Lu Can stared at the courtyard and villa in front of her for a long time without reacting, until Fang Qing patted her, then she turned her head with an "ah", "It should be... yes, the address that person gave is here..."
Previously, Lu Can came to Fang Qing and asked her to go with him to apply for a part-time job, but Fang Qing was busy with the competition poster and was not in the mood. But Lu Can kept begging her.
"Qingqing, why don't you accompany me to take a look? It's up to you whether you do it or not. Just give me some courage. I really don't dare to go by myself..."
After all, Fang Qing couldn't resist Lu Can's soft and hard persuasion, and was dragged to this place. But looking at the building in front of him, Fang Qing had doubts again, "Are you sure you wrote the address correctly?"
Lu Can was also a little uncertain, and hurriedly opened the small note in his pocket and compared it with the number on the house number, "Yes, it's here..."
Before he finished speaking, the large iron gate of the courtyard slowly slid open to both sides. With the roar of the engine, a black luxury car slowly drove out from inside. The car window slowly fell down, and a handsome profile flashed by. Lu Can and Fang Qing only had time to see the shiny car body before they were choked by the exhaust gas of the car.
Lu Can was a little excited. He grabbed Fang Qing's sleeve and shook it. "Fang Qing, did you see that? That car is a Santana. I heard that cars of this brand are very expensive. Oh my God, this is the life of rich people. And the guy in it just now was so handsome..."
Fang Qing was in no mood to admire the luxury cars and men. They came here to inquire about part-time jobs. Seeing that the big iron gate was about to close, Fang Qing pulled the envious Lu Can and hurried in. "Hello, is this Mo Ting Hall? We are here to apply for a job."
Inside the gate, a serious middle-aged woman in a black uniform was very surprised to see the two of them. She frowned and immediately stopped them. "Who are you? How did you get in? Do you know where this is? Why are you just barging in? Someone, kick them out!"
Several men rushed over and threw them out without waiting for them to argue. As the big iron gate closed, Fang Qing and the other man got up from the ground. Lu Can patted the dirt off his pants with an indignant look on his face, "Why is that old woman so fierce? She kicked us out before we even finished talking. Is it a big deal to be rich?"
Fang Qing quickly covered her chattering mouth, "Ancestor, please talk less, people can hear you." Then he turned his head and looked around, observing the environment here.
This generation seems to live in luxurious single-family villas, and they only drive private cars to get in and out. Even the neighborhoods are paved with clean bricks and stones, and people do regular landscaping. Such places really don't look like places to open a store.
Fang Qing sighed, and walked back with Lu Can, who was still eager to knock on the door, "Let's go, your address must be wrong. There is no way there is an antique shop here. This is clearly a high-end residential area. You've been fooled."
Lu Can was dragged a long way by Fang Qing in a daze before he reacted. Looking at the note in his hand, his facial features were tangled together, "Are you saying that the person who introduced me to the job was a fraud?"
Fang Qing walked forward without looking back. "It's possible that the other party gave you the wrong address. You'd better ask again."
The two of them failed in their first part-time job. Lu Can angrily went to find the person who introduced her to the job, clutching the note. Fang Qing finally had time to calm down and start designing the poster for the competition.
Based on the characteristics and meanings of posters and icons from previous competitions, Fang Qing combined the purpose of this league and the characteristics of the school. After revising them more than a dozen times, he finally designed three posters with different styles.
Wen Ning stood in front of the drawing board, looking at the three drafts, and chose one for Fang Qing who was struggling. His slender finger pointed to the one in the middle, "This one has a more stable overall tone, and the design has more contemporary elements. It is more in line with the core idea of this competition. Let's choose this one."
With Wen Ning's affirmation, Fang Qing's confidence increased. He worked hard for several days and finally completed the poster design before the deadline.
Because the posters needed to be dried, Fang Qing locked the door and went to have dinner first, preparing to hand them in early the next morning. But soon after Fang Qing left the activity room, a sneaky figure approached the door of the painting club.
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The next day after class, when Fang Qing stepped into the activity room again, he found that his painting was gone.
Looking at the empty drawing board, Fang Qing was stunned for a long time. Her first reaction was that the drawing board might have fallen over and the painting had fallen into the corner, but she searched every corner of the activity room and couldn't find her work.
The door was pushed open, and Zhang Han saw Fang Qing in the room as soon as he entered. His face suddenly darkened, "Why do I always run into you? Are you doing this on purpose..."
The next second, Fang Qing suddenly turned around, his voice full of nervousness and anxiety, "Student Zhang Han, have you seen the painting on my drawing board? I put it here yesterday, but I can't find it today."
Zhang Han closed his mouth, looked at Fang Qing and tilted his mouth with disdain, "What do you mean, are you doubting that I took your painting?"
"No, I just wanted to ask if you've seen my paintings, or if you've seen anyone come here."
Seeing Zhang Han's sneering expression, Fang Qing's heart sank. It seemed that his painting was really lost. He turned around and ran out to ask other clubs, and also asked Lu Can and a few others, but no one noticed who had come last night, and Fang Qing's painting was completely gone.
Looking at the design draft in his hand, Fang Qing gritted his teeth and stayed up late to draw another one. The next morning, he came to the publicity office with dark circles under his eyes.
At this time, there were already more than a dozen people waiting in line outside the door with their design drawings. When the teacher from the office came, everyone handed in their works in turn and waited for the results.
More than half an hour later, several teachers in charge of the selection came out and said, "According to the results of our discussion, all the works participating in the selection are excellent, but based on the design concept, composition and color, as well as the spirit of the competition, we finally decided to select Zhang Xue's design from Architecture Class 02 as the promotional poster for this competition!"
Everyone cast envious glances at a girl in the crowd, but then several teachers announced something, "However, we found that there are students who plagiarized in this design competition! In order to maintain a serious learning atmosphere in the school, the works of the following two students will not be allowed to participate in any form of competition in the next year. Fang Qing from Architectural Design 01 and Li Yufang from Management 06, your works are too similar, and your submitted works will not be accepted!"
Fang Qing, who was standing at the back of the crowd, stared blankly at the teacher's mouth opening and closing, his mind going blank.
(End of this chapter)
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