Chapter 112 Enlightenment

  "Teacher, teacher, please wait a moment!"

  Fang Qing stopped the teacher in charge of this poster design competition, her little face flushed because of running fast. She didn't understand, her work did not borrow from any other works, how could it be plagiarism? Fang Qing caught up in a few steps and stretched out her hand to stop the teacher who was about to leave.

  "Teacher, please wait a moment. I am Fang Qing from architectural design. The work you just said was suspected of plagiarism was drawn by me, but I really didn't plagiarize. It was my own independent design. I..." Fang Qing's words were not finished when she was interrupted by the teacher in front of her.

  "Student Fang Qing, there is nothing much to say about this matter. I didn't expect you to be so bold. You even had the nerve to stop me and ask what's wrong? Ha! You young people nowadays are really doing anything to become famous. Your works are almost exactly the same, and judging from the degree of dryness of the paint, it is obvious that your work was painted after it. You still dare to say that you didn't plagiarize?"

  Fang Qing's mind was in a mess, but he didn't know how to prove himself for a moment. He could only look at the teacher pleadingly, "Teacher, I really didn't plagiarize. I painted one before, but lost it inexplicably. I repainted this one. It was completely designed by myself. If you don't believe me, I still have the original design draft. Please believe me."

  The teacher frowned. Fang Qing looked like he was trying his best to quibble, which made the teacher very disgusted.

  "Student, you're studying architecture, and you may design many outstanding works in the future. But no matter how strong your drawing skills are, you must always maintain a moral compass! Furthermore, if you make a mistake, it's a mistake. You must learn to accept criticism and correct your mistakes. That's what makes a good student! Okay, that's all for now. I don't want to hear any more explanations."

  Watching the teacher stride away, Fang Qing's hand, still holding the design, slowly dropped.

  December weather can change suddenly. It was sunny in the morning, then snowed in by dusk. Wang Nan and the others returned to the dormitory and found Fang Qing sitting motionless in a chair.

  After talking to her for a long time with no response, Wang Nan, assuming she was daydreaming, patted her shoulder with amusement. "Hey, what are you doing? Why aren't you having dinner with your family president today? I think he's waiting for you downstairs..."

  Fang Qing, who had been sitting silently in her chair, suddenly stood up, not even bothering to put on her coat. She ran downstairs in her pale green sweater. Wang Nan was stunned by Fang Qing's expression. "So excited? We've only been apart for a while? Tsk, I really don't understand people in love."

  Fang Qing ran downstairs and spotted Wen Ning standing under a tree. The pent-up anger and resentment within her heart suddenly found an outlet the moment she saw Wen Ning. She threw herself into his arms, instantly releasing all the resentment and resentment she'd felt.

  The strange looks from others, the distrustful words of her teacher, all vanished from her mind. She felt like a lost traveler finally finding light in the forest.

  Noticing Fang Qing's scant clothing, Wen Ning immediately took off his coat and put it on her, but the girl in his arms kept sobbing softly, her heart buried in her chest, vulnerable and pitiful.

  "Baby, what's wrong? Did someone bully you?" Wen Ning asked, patting her back gently, trying to understand what was going on.

  Fang Qing cried for a while, then felt better. She raised her head, wiped her tears, and shook her head, saying she was fine.

  "Fine?" Wen Ning sighed inwardly. This girl must have been in trouble, but she wouldn't tell him. Never mind, I'll find a chance to ask what's going on.

  "Have you eaten yet? I heard there's a new noodle shop outside the school, and the pot stickers there are amazing. Go put on your coat, I'll take you there to try it." Wen Ning's slender fingers wiped away the tears from Fang Qing's eyes, and he looked at Fang Qing like he was coaxing a child.

  Fang Qing's mind had calmed down by now, and seeing Wen Ning was only wearing a thin sweater, he quickly took off his coat and asked him to put it on, "Why did you think of eating out? Food outside is too expensive, I'll just eat at school."

  Wen Ning smiled dotingly, "Something good is going on today, so I'm taking you out for a meal. Go quickly, put on some clothes, I'll wait for you here."

  Fang Qing had no choice but to go back and change his clothes, and the two of them came to the newly opened noodle shop.

  The proprietress was a cheerful middle-aged woman. Her eyes lit up when she saw them walk in. "Oh, you are all celebrities, right? How come you all look so good? Come on in, what would you like to eat?"

  The proprietress knew at a glance that they were a couple. Smiling, she led them to a small table for two, and kept listing the most popular dishes in the restaurant. Wen Ning ordered two pot stickers, a dumpling soup, a stir-fried vegetable, and a cold dish. The proprietress immediately went down to arrange them with a smile.

  After Fang Qing sat down and took a few glances at the surroundings, she stared blankly at the snow outside the glass window on the other side of the flower wall.

  "What happened today? I see you've been distracted." Wen Ning wiped the water cup clean, poured her a cup of hot water, and pushed it over.

  Fang Qing clutched her water cup, pondering for a moment before sighing deeply. "I was participating in our school's design competition, but the morning before yesterday, I lost my drawing. I stayed up late last night and drew another one, but today, the judges said my drawing was suspected of plagiarism, and I was removed."

  Wen Ning frowned. "It's too coincidental. Someone must be behind this. You can't figure it out on your own." Wen Ning paused, noticing her newly recovered state relapsing into a slump. He rubbed her head. "I'll help you investigate, but since your school has already selected the poster entries, they won't make any changes. Even if we find out the truth, your work won't be accepted. Be prepared for that."

  Fang Qing nodded. "Actually, I entered the competition just to get some practice. I didn't expect to be selected, but I'm not convinced by the accusation of plagiarism, and I want to know what's going on."

  Wen Ning asked a few more questions, and only when the proprietress brought the food did they conclude their conversation.

  The pot stickers were indeed excellent, the crispy, golden crust encasing the tender, firm meat, drizzled with a little sauce, instantly making everyone forget their worries. Fang Qing was drawn to the delicious food, finally forgetting his recent unhappiness.

  After dinner, Fang Qing tried to pay the bill, but Wen Ning stopped him. "What do you mean? Your boyfriend took you out for dinner and you're still paying?"

  Fang Qing chuckled, embarrassed to explain that she knew he had no money and tried to get away with it. "The president is trying to clear my name, so I have to show my appreciation..."

  Wen Ning glanced at her with a faint smile, then forcefully pulled out his wallet and paid the bill. "I won a prize in my last competition, and we gave out the bonus, so give it to me."

  Then Wen Ning pulled Fang Qing out of the restaurant. "If... you really want to thank me, you don't have to pay. You can also find other ways..."

  Fang Qing blinked. "

  Another way?" Could it be... what I'm thinking of?

  (End of this chapter)