Chapter 410: Wanwan’s Scandal, Pus.h.i.+ng Someone, And Plagiarizing
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After eating at the old residence, Fu Chen called Yan w.a.n.gchuan and said that he wanted to give him some crabs.
Nanjiang was close to the sea, so Yan w.a.n.gchuan didn’t really like crabs. But Song Fengwan wanted to eat them, so he asked Fu Chen to bring them over.
Speaking of which, Fu Chen was quite impressive. In addition to the crabs, he had even packed the seasoning and sauce. From the looks of it, it wasn’t a restaurant that had packed it, and it was unknown who had done it.
The crabs had already been processed at the old Fu residence, so he could just bring them over for Yan w.a.n.gchuan to steam.
Yan w.a.n.gchuan called Song Fengwan. “Should I pick you up tonight to eat crabs, or should I send them to you?”
“Our school is organizing the award ceremony for the design compet.i.tion tonight. I’m going to help. I’ll probably only be free after seven…”
The school’s design compet.i.tion was organized by the Design Club. All the winners had been selected, so there naturally had to be a ceremony. As first-years, they were in charge of odd jobs. After the ceremony started, they would have nothing much to do.
“Should I send the crabs to you then? Or will you come over to eat them, and then I’ll send you back afterward?”
“I’ll come over.” Song Fengwan mainly wanted to see Fu Chen.
“Then, I…” Yan w.a.n.gchuan glanced at Fu Chen. “I’ll let him pick you up.”
“Thank you, Uncle Yan.”
Although Song Fengwan had called him Dad before, she still called him Uncle Yan afterward. It was a little embarra.s.sing for her to change her form of address directly.
***
Beijing University’s South Campus Auditorium…
The award ceremony for the design compet.i.tion was scheduled for seven in the evening. The final rehearsal for the performance was currently underway on the stage, and the winners had already been announced in advance.
After the ceremony started, Song Fengwan felt that there was nothing much to do, so she sent Fu Chen a message and arranged to meet him at the bamboo forest behind the dormitory.
On the stage, people were performing a national-style dance. Just as she slipped out from backstage, a familiar female senior called out to her.
“Song Fengwan.”
Song Fengwan felt guilty. She was preparing to slip away, but she was caught red-handed before she even walked out of the auditorium. Did she have to be so miserable? “Senior, what’s the matter?”
“Are you leaving?”
“I saw that everything was going fine, so I wanted to go back to my dorm to rest.”
“Could you help me deliver this to Cla.s.sroom 309 of Yuhe Tower along the way and hand it to Hua Zitong? You know this senior, right?” The senior handed her a blank form.
“Deliver it now?” Since almost everyone from the art school was here for the design award ceremony tonight, there was probably no one in the Yuhe Tower.
“Yes, it’s urgent. Thank you.” The woman ran off.
To go to her dormitory, she would definitely have to pa.s.s by Yuhe Tower. But before she could reject her, this senior had already left. She was helpless and could only help deliver it along the way.
There were only a few cla.s.srooms with lights on in Yuhe Tower. The normally brightly lit corridors were dark, making Song Fengwan’s heart skip a beat.
When she stepped into the lobby…
The lights suddenly lit up. A heart made of rose petals appeared in the lobby of the building, and then a boy holding a guitar and singing appeared.
There were also many people holding roses at the side.
This kind of scene that could only be seen on TV actually appeared in reality.
The boy in the middle was Hua Zitong, a third-year senior in the design major of the art school. She had only met him once or twice. This person was considered an influential figure in school. He was fair, slender, and tall, and his looks were also decent.
Song Fengwan wasn’t a fool. With one look, she knew that she had been tricked.
If she didn’t have a boyfriend, she might have thought that this way of expressing love was very romantic. But now, she only felt disgusted and awkward.
After singing Dimples1, Hua Zitong took out a bouquet of roses from the side and walked toward Song Fengwan.
Standing not far away, Qian Jiang lowered his head and silently messaged Fu Chen.
At this moment, Fu Chen’s car was about to enter the campus of Beijing University. His phone vibrated a few times.
[Third Master, someone in Yuhe Tower is confessing to Miss Song. This person bought roses, knows how to play the guitar, and can sing.]
Fu Chen’s fingers holding his bracelet suddenly tightened.
[Above-average looks, around 20, young.]
Why did he emphasize the word young?!
[He knelt down on one knee to Miss Song and said he loves her.]
…
When Fu Chen pa.s.sed by the guardhouse, he lowered the car window.
“Sir, what’s the matter?” The security guard was drinking tea and watching TV.
“There’s a crowd gathered at Yuhe Tower to cause trouble.”
“What?” The security guard was stunned. The boys in the university were all young and hot-blooded, so it was inevitable that there would be some conflicts. Although there hadn’t been any terrible incidents, they still had to take precautions before anything happened. “Are you sure? Yuhe Tower?”
“Yes, someone I know who happens to be there and told me.” Fu Chen looked very upright, but he was quite deceptive.
“Are boys fighting over girls again?” There were many beautiful young ladies in the art school, and such incidents had happened before.
“Most likely. Isn’t there an event in the school tonight? These brats are taking the opportunity to cause trouble.” The security guards were afraid of the unexpected, so they hurriedly drove a patrol car toward Yuhe Tower.
s.h.i.+ Fang drove slowly into the school. “Third Master, what happened over there? Is there really a fight?”
Fu Chen smiled evilly and didn’t say anything.
***
Meanwhile, Song Fengwan was shocked when she saw the boy kneeling in front of her.
“Song Fengwan, I like you. Please be my girlfriend.” The boy mustered his courage and looked very nervous.
There were seven or eight people beside him, most of whom were his good friends, and they were all cheering him on.
“Junior, don’t hesitate anymore. He’s really a good man. When you first entered the school, he already liked you.”
“Yeah, just give him a chance. He specially learned to play the guitar for you.”
“That’s right. Promise him.”
…
Song Fengwan cleared her throat. “Sorry, I have a boyfriend.”
“I’ve been observing you for a long time, and I’ve never seen you go out with a boy. If you don’t want to date now, I can wait for you.” The boy’s att.i.tude was sincere.
“I really have a boyfriend. Sorry.” Song Fengwan gripped the form in her hand tightly and placed it in front of him. “I’m really sorry.”
With that, she turned to leave.
This boy had been preparing this for a long time. It wasn’t easy for him to have such a chance to get close to her, so he naturally didn’t want her to leave just like that. He reached out his hands to grab her.
“Song Fengwan!”
The boy suddenly jumped up and rushed to her.
Qian Jiang was a little far. He originally thought that it was just a disturbance between students. The feelings of students were very pure. After Song Fengwan rejected him, there should have been nothing else. He didn’t expect him to use force suddenly.
He directly reached out his arms to hug her.
Song Fengwan was frightened and turned pale.
The unfamiliar aura a.s.saulted her, making her panic…
She had only been close to Fu Chen before, so she never thought that her body would reject others so much. The boy had just touched her sleeve.
Song Fengwan instinctively pushed him away and blocked him with her hand, pus.h.i.+ng him to the floor.
The boy fell onto his b.u.t.t on the petals, and the group of people who were cheering just now instantly became mute…
They didn’t expect Song Fengwan’s reaction to be so intense that she would directly push someone down.
The scene was very embarra.s.sing and awkward.
“I do have a boyfriend. I can’t take on your liking. Please be careful.” Song Fengwan’s chest was heaving slightly.
After the boy fell to the floor, his face flushed red with embarra.s.sment. He had carefully prepared for so long, but he didn’t expect to end up in such a sorry state. Moreover, it was in front of his good friends, so he instantly felt that his dignity had disappeared.
At this moment, a car honking sounded outside.
Song Fengwan hurriedly ran out. The car window was lowered, and Fu Chen was sitting in the backseat. His face in the dark…
… looked gentle yet piercingly cold.
The boy was far away, so he couldn’t see his face clearly. He only saw his eyes.
The coldness seeped into his bones, making him tremble.
Song Fengwan hurriedly got into the car, and the car instantly disappeared into the night.
The group of boys looked at each other, not knowing how to end this. They felt extremely awkward…
At this moment, a few security guards rushed in. “Hey! What are you doing?!”
The boys had just been shocked by Song Fengwan. Before they could react, they were surrounded by the security guards who rushed over. The security guards saw the boy sitting on the floor from afar and thought that they were really fighting.
They berated loudly.
The boys were scared out of their wits.
Although nothing happened in the end, the school was only so big. The boy who had confessed was utterly embarra.s.sed.
The posts on the school forum were all about [The Most Tragic Confession in History]. This boy had made a complete fool of himself.
***
After Song Fengwan got into the car, she didn’t say anything. Fu Chen naturally didn’t ask much either. When they arrived at Yishui Community, the crabs were already cooking in a pot. Yan w.a.n.gchuan was in his room video calling with Qiao Aiyun.
Song Fengwan came over and chatted briefly with her before sitting on the sofa in the living room and eating cherries.
Thinking of what had happened just now, she felt that the boy was really too bold. Fortunately, she had dodged in time. Otherwise…
When Yan w.a.n.gchuan ended the video call and went out, Fu Chen was helping Song Fengwan peel the crabs. His elder sister loved to eat them, and before getting married, she had always enslaved him. So he was very familiar with peeling crabs.
“Uncle Yan, do you want any?” Song Fengwan pointed at the peeled crab meat on the plate.
Fu Chen’s eyebrows twitched. I peeled this for Wanwan. This girl is really generous. She’s actually inviting someone else to eat it.
Yan w.a.n.gchuan wasn’t such an insensible person. The look in the brat’s eyes was about to eat him up. “No, you should eat. Are you going back to the dormitory tonight?”
“I don’t have any cla.s.ses tomorrow morning. so I’ll stay here tonight.” Song Fengwan wiped her hands. “I’ll talk to my roommates.”
Previously, when she was preparing for the ceremony backstage, her phone had been on silent mode, and she had forgotten to switch back. Only now did she notice that the small group chat with her roommates had exploded.
[@Wanwan, where are you? The school forum is going crazy. Why aren’t you replying to any messages or answering any calls?]
[These people must be crazy. They’re spouting nonsense. How could Wanwan possibly plagiarize?]
[People are even saying that Wanwan pushed someone? How is that possible?]
…
Song Fengwan frowned and replied in the group chat. [What happened?]
Hu Xinyue and Miao Yating immediately sent her a few links.
Song Fengwan clicked on them one by one.
[The truth is out! The beauty pushed someone. Her pure image no longer exists.]
[A certain first-year took advantage of her teachers’ fondness for her and used her privilege to skip cla.s.ses several times since school started.]
[A certain first-year’s work is suspected of plagiarism, and she withdrew from the compet.i.tion at the last minute.]
…
Song Fengwan clicked on the last one about plagiarism because it was the most baffling.
An anonymous post broke the news.
“Almost all the students from the art school partic.i.p.ated in this design compet.i.tion. A certain freshman who is the top student in her major had already submitted her design draft, but she suddenly withdrew from the compet.i.tion.
“I’ve seen her work before. It’s very similar to a drawing unveiled at the design award ceremony tonight.”
Then this person took out two photos. One of them was indeed the picture of the hornless dragon tiger she had submitted.
And the other…
“The second one is the artwork of Teacher Gao from the art school. She is also the gold medal winner of the Yuming Cup this time. Compare them yourselves. Don’t they look alike?”
“I heard that this new student once studied under this teacher. As a student, it’s normal to imitate your teachers’ artwork. But it’s disgusting to sign them with your own signature.”
“Did she withdraw from the compet.i.tion because she was afraid of being discovered for plagiarism after handing it in?”
The comments below were basically all one-sided.
“She was in the limelight at the new student a.s.sembly previously. I didn’t expect her to be the same as Wu Yuxin. They’re both not good people.”
“Plagiarism is the most shameful thing, especially regarding creativity. This is someone else’s hard work.”
“Teacher Gao likes her a lot. If she sees this drawing, she will probably be so heartbroken. Every time we’re in cla.s.s, Teacher Gao praises her.”
…
Previously, Song Fengwan had been in the limelight in the art school, but now, many people wanted to trample her to death.
Some people envied her good luck, and some envied the teachers’ appreciation for her. But there were also a lot of jealous people. Once there was a scandal, there would naturally be people who followed the trend and stepped on her. Even her playing with her phone in cla.s.s became a black mark.
It was as if everyone in the school forum usually didn’t play with their phones in cla.s.s, and they all stood on the moral high ground and stepped on her.
“Wanwan?” Fu Chen took a tissue, wiped his hands, and prepared to take her phone.
“I’m fine.” Song Fengwan put away her phone and smiled unnaturally. “I’m going to the bathroom.”
Fu Chen and Yan w.a.n.gchuan looked at each other and realized that something was amiss.
After she entered the bathroom, Fu Chen sent Hu Xinyue a message.
Hu Xinyue was worried about Song Fengwan, so she naturally told him everything she knew.
Fu Chen’s face instantly darkened…
But the development of the matter was far from this. Because the next day, the entire Qiao family was involved, causing a huge uproar in the entire world of art and calligraphy.