Chapter 204 Zhong Zhiwan is completely ruined [1st update]
The date is 2 AM today.
Qingzhi Campus is an anonymous forum, so the students don't know who posted this message.
[Title]: Zhong Zhiwan abused his privilege as a student council minister to take the calligraphy written by Ying Zijin.
[Content]: Does everyone remember the arts festival in March? The school invited many masters in the field, and even President Sheng came.
At the time, Lin Xi said that Ying Zijin had plagiarized Wei Hou's work, but it was later proven that the calligraphy was also written by Ying Zijin.
Everyone must be wondering why Ying Zijin's calligraphy has Wei Hou's seal on it.
In fact, Zhong Zhiwan saw Ying Zijin's calligraphy before the award selection and, fearing that his first place would be taken away, took Ying Zijin's entry and went to find Wei Hou.
Wei Hou was also a habitual thief; it was disgusting that the two thieves worked together.
If it weren't for Chairman Sheng's photo, their goal would have been achieved.
I guarantee with my integrity that the information is absolutely true. Wei Hou and Lin Xi told me this themselves, and they can both testify to it.
This Weibo post sparked a new wave of gossip and speculation.
[To avoid losing first place, they steal someone else's words. What kind of tactic is that?!]
Wait, wait, wait, I remember the name Ying Zijin. It sounds familiar. Isn't she the cousin the Zhong Group mentioned back then?
[Now I understand, it's all about vying for favor in wealthy families. But what are you, a young lady, fighting over with your cousin? There's no conflict of interest; can't you just be peaceful sisters?]
[No, no, no, there's still a problem. This young lady isn't a blood relative; she's adopted by the Ying family. That makes it even less relevant. Why would Zhong Zhiwan do this?]
Just as netizens were discussing the matter, the China Calligraphy Artists Association, which rarely posts on Weibo, reposted the news.
[@China Calligraphy Artists Association (V): The situation is true.]
Since Zhong Zhiwan dared to openly plagiarize in an international fashion design competition, netizens have become indifferent to the matter.
The campus forum of Keqingzhi was bombed.
[Damn! I was blind! I actually idolized someone like that; I've wasted my youth.]
[I never realized Zhong Zhiwan was so malicious.]
[I suddenly remembered that Zhong Zhiwan used to talk about Ying Zijin a lot. Was she doing that on purpose?]
What? She can talk about me, Ying Shen?
[Pray to the God of Success, and you'll score 730 on every mock exam!]
[Stop talking, anyone want to form a group to buy incense burners? Do you think I'd get chased and beaten up if I secretly took a picture of Ying Shen from Class 19, printed it out, and hung it on the wall?]
Yes, you will be beaten by Brother Ran in a sack on a dark and stormy night.
After replying with this sentence, the younger brother said indignantly, "Zhong Zhiwan really went too far. Luckily, there was evidence at the time."
Ying Zijin was leaning against the windowsill, resting with her eyes closed.
Upon hearing this, she opened her eyes and looked at Jiang Ran and Xiu Yu: "You two?"
“Of course not.” Xiu Yu knew what she meant and shrugged. “Neither Jiang Ran nor I knew there was such a hidden story behind this matter.”
Jiang Ran took a sip of water, swallowed a pill, and suppressed his irritation: "If I had known, wouldn't I have already put her in a sack and beaten her up?"
Ying Zijing lowered her gaze, too lazy to investigate.
She leaned against the window, looking down at her phone.
Because the account "Cola Milk Tea Fries" had caused quite a stir on the NOK forum, she decided not to use it anymore and registered a new account.
ID: Guide
Level: A
Ying Zijing didn't grind for growth points; she went straight in.
The account "Divine Calculator" was one of the original four accounts on the NOK forum, and it had great privileges, allowing other accounts to be added at will.
Since she has already used it and attracted the attention of some old friends, there's no harm in using it again.
Ying Zijin clicked into the trading area.
This area is different from the bounty zone; most of the top hunters on the leaderboard won't come here unless they have a special need.
The trading area is where users buy and sell items; less rare medicinal herbs are also placed here.
Ying Zijing thought for a moment, and then posted a message.
【trade】
The following products are for sale:
Whitening face mask, visible results in seven days, one course of treatment costs 1888 yuan;
Hair growth shampoo, effective in three days, one bottle costs 199 yuan;
This medicine for treating kidney deficiency is effective in five days and costs 6,666 yuan per box.
The price isn't particularly high, and the users on the NOK forum aren't short of money either.
This item is an everyday consumer product, and it quickly sold a thousand units.
Because most users choose to hide their identities, in transactions conducted in the trading area, the seller needs to first send the items to a location designated by the Hidden Alliance, and then the Hidden Alliance will deliver them.
It's said that the Hidden Alliance's courier service is excellent; orders placed in the morning arrive in the afternoon, and it's even delivered to your door.
Just as Ying Zijing was about to log off, a pop-up window appeared on her screen.
[10]: Why did you create a secondary account?
[Guide]: ?
[10]: I'm sorry, I not only deleted myself from my friends list, but I also chopped off my own hand.
A few seconds later, the other side couldn't hold back anymore.
[10]: I said, when can we meet?
[Guide]: ?
[10]: I'm sorry, I forgot you were dead.
**
Zhong Zhiwan finally returned to Shanghai at 7 p.m.
She didn't dare to look up the whole way.
Even though most passersby didn't recognize her, she still felt that they were all looking at her strangely.
This feeling is unlike anything I've ever experienced before.
Once she returned to the Zhong family home, Zhong Zhiwan's tense nerves finally relaxed.
Before she could even sit down, she was slapped again.
With a crisp, loud "snap," it rang out.
This was done by Mrs. Zhong.
Zhong Zhiwan covered her face, bit her lip, and silently shed tears.
"Look at this! What has it become?" Madam Zhong finally unleashed her pent-up anger, launching into a tirade of reprimands. "Zhong Zhiwan, do you know you're ruined?!"
Why did she meticulously cultivate Zhong Zhiwan?
Isn't it all to get Zhong Zhiwan into the real elite circle?
But now that Zhong Zhiwan's plagiarism has become widely known, how can he possibly survive in the capital?
"All my hard work has been wasted!" Madam Zhong grew angrier the more she thought about it. "Zhong Zhiwan, how could you do this to me? How could you have done this to me all these years—"
"Shut up!"
A furious shout came from upstairs.
Mrs. Zhong's heart skipped a beat, and she looked up abruptly.
Grandpa Zhong came down from the second floor: "How dare you say that? She's so young, what kind of ideas have you been instilling in her?"
Madam Zhong immediately fell silent.
She forced a smile: "Grandpa."
"Haiyan is naive. You tricked him back then." Grandpa Zhong looked at her calmly. "I let you stay because of Wanwan and I couldn't bear to see the child lose his mother so soon after birth."
Zhong Haiyan is the third son of Mr. Zhong and the father of Zhong Zhiwan.
Mrs. Zhong's head buzzed for a moment.
"Don't think you're so good at pretending. I don't know anything." Old Master Zhong slammed his hand on the table and stood up. "I know everything perfectly well. Now, apologize immediately."
Madam Zhong's face flushed: "But things have already come to this, what's the use of apologizing now?"
"So you won't apologize if you're useless?" Old Master Zhong laughed in anger. "It's because Wanwan has a vain mother like you that she's ended up like this."
Zhong Zhiwan was still crying, but upon hearing these words, a glimmer of hope appeared in her heart: "Grandpa..."
Yes, Grandpa Zhong will definitely have a solution!
However, Grandpa Zhong didn't say anything more and turned to leave.
Butler Zhong followed behind and sighed, "Miss, you should reflect on your actions. The old man has done all he can. This time, he can't protect you."
**
Even after such a big thing happened, students still have to go to school.
Zhong Zhiwan knew that if she stopped going to school, she would truly have nothing left.
At least through her studies, she can still get into Imperial University.
In a few years, when the public has forgotten about this incident, it will no longer have any impact on her.
So she quickly composed herself and went to school the next day with her backpack.
But as soon as Zhong Zhiwan entered the elite class, she noticed something was wrong.
Her classmates looked at her strangely, especially the girls who were close to her, who made no attempt to hide their disgust.
Zhong Zhiwan's heart pounded: "You guys..."
"Zhong Zhiwan, I really regret hanging out with you." The girl at the same table immediately moved her desk to the back. "Who knows if you'll stab me in the back at any moment."
"Isn't that right? She calls me 'cousin' on the surface, but she's actually stealing my words."
"We don't acknowledge that she is our class monitor."
Listening to what her classmates were saying, Zhong Zhiwan finally understood what was going on.
It was about the arts festival back then!
She snatched a phone from a boy next to her and, with trembling fingers, began to read the post.
In an instant, blood rushed to his head, and the veins on his neck bulged.
What happened?
Why was this matter exposed?
"How dare you take my phone like that?" the boy said angrily, adding sarcastically, "You were faking it all along."
Zhong Zhiwan took a step back, her face turning even paler.
Her former admirer was looking at her with such eyes.
Her good friends also distanced themselves from her as if she were trash.
Zhong Zhiwan couldn't hold back any longer. She had no desire to stay in the classroom any longer, so she packed her things and left.
Just as I stepped out, I ran into Ying Yuexuan, who was returning from fetching water.
Ying Yuexuan was taken aback: "Zhiwan, why are you leaving again? School isn't over yet."
Zhong Zhiwan held back her tears, ignored Ying Yuexuan, and walked straight ahead.
But suddenly, she stopped, turned her back to Ying Yuexuan, and said in a cold voice, "That post was yours, wasn't it?"
(End of this chapter)
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