Qing'er didn't quite understand, but still took the script from Zhang Xiuyuan.
This is a storybook written by a man named "Gao Shan Liu Shui".
He opened the first book, which was also the latest one written by the author of this storybook. When he saw that the protagonist was called Yuanyuan and there was the same story, Qing'er's pupils suddenly constricted.
"What's going on?"
Qing'er read very fast and he quickly finished the next few storybooks.
These were what Chengzi had said in the dilapidated temple before, and what Chen Ci had written.
The little ones all liked the storybooks written by Chen Ci. Every time he finished writing a book, they would beg Chen Ci to let Chengzi translate it and read it to them.
"Brother Xiuyuan, what is going on?" In fact, Qing'er had a vague guess in her heart.
Zhang Xiuyuan looked at the beautiful words in the storybook in his hand and said, "If I'm not mistaken, Chen Ci was tricked by someone else and completely plagiarized by someone else." This is not plagiarism, but copy and paste.
He told Qing'er that the author of "High Mountains and Flowing Water" was an old scholar named Yang Han, and of course also told her that Yang Han sold his husband and married two young and beautiful maids after making money.
The notebook in Qing'er's hand was almost deformed by his grip, and his face was filled with uncontrollable anger.
"I understand. It was this Yang Han who cheated Xiao Ci. She said no one wanted her books and Xiao Ci's writing was not good. She is clearly taking them for herself. How could she become famous in just two years? Xiao Ci just happened to sell her the first storybook two years ago."
Qing'er gnashed his teeth. Thinking of how happy Shen Ci was in the dilapidated temple just now because he had received half a tael of silver for the newly sold novels, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.
That person stole Xiao Ci's storybook and took it without changing a word as her own. Not only did she make a lot of money from this storybook, she also gained such a great reputation.
These originally belonged to Chen Ci. Originally, Chen Ci could rely on these to lead the children in the dilapidated temple to live a better life, but they were deceived and taken away by others for two full years.
"Brother Xiuyuan, I can't let Xiaoci be deceived by that person again. Do you have any ideas?"
Zhang Xiuyuan thought for a moment and said, "Soon, Tangzhou Prefecture will hold the Magic Pen Cup Storybook Competition. You can let Shen Ci participate. Also, tell Shen Ci not to sell the storybook to that person again. As for the previous storybook, it will be difficult to get it back, so we need to think about it carefully."
Qing'er: "Okay."
Qing'er planned to go to the dilapidated temple again in the afternoon.
At this time, a person had already arrived in the dilapidated temple.
She was a woman in her fifties, with some gray hair.
When she entered the dilapidated temple, her brows were obviously furrowed with disgust.
In the end, she still didn't go in, and she kept shouting "Chen Ci"'s name outside.
When Shen Ci heard the sound, he went out and saw a woman in gorgeous clothes.
The person in front of him was none other than Yang Han, the man who had been selling storybooks for Shen Ci for the past two years.
Looking at the clean and handsome young man in front of her, Yang Han's eyes flashed with surprise.
Compared to the immature boy two years ago, the fourteen-year-old boy has now grown up completely, with a beautiful and gorgeous appearance that is eye-catching at first sight.
Yang Han has always liked beautiful women, otherwise he would not have sold his ugly husband and married two young and good-looking maids.
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