After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

The president doesn't want to have anything to do with the Ji family anymore.

This time, I came to Glenn to participate in the International Youth Culture Exhibition. Although other visitors did not know him, because he was also from the Great Xia Empire, many foreigners had been looking at him frequently before.

President Mo only felt that his face was completely lost!

The organizer of this first International Youth Culture Exhibition is the International Art Association.

It must be the intention of the whole association to be able to put original works and plagiarized works together.

With such a big mistake, Ji Qingwei has become famous in the art circle.

The future is directly ruined!

The kind that can't be saved even if he is saved, President Mo is not in the mood to waste time on a plagiarism.

Ji Longtai's smile froze, confirming that he heard correctly, he was a little angry: "President Mo, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" President Mo sneered again, "I would like to ask you what the Ji family means!"

After that, he ignored Ji Longtai and left with President Luo.

Being questioned like this in front of others made Ji Longtai both embarrassed and angry.

"Longtai, let's go take a look first." Mrs. Ji reassured, "Maybe President Mo has misunderstood something."

"I made you laugh." Ji Longtai smiled again, "Everyone please."

The others looked at each other, nodded, and followed the Ji Longtai couple in.

There are a lot of people who visit inside, all around the center of the showcase.

Taking pictures, taking pictures, explaining explanations.

"Is this the embroidered picture of Miss Qingwei?" One person said with a smile, "What a great summer, it's time to let these people from the Western Continent see the cultural treasures of our Great Xia."

Mrs. Ji's eyes widened and her mouth opened: "No, this..."

This is not Ji Qingwei's picture of a thousand miles of rivers and mountains at all!

Ji Qingwei's embroidery was handed to Master Zhuang by her own hands, of course she knew what it was like.

Before she could finish her words, a voice sounded: "What author Ji Qingwei should be a plagiarist!"

This sentence is Chinese.

It was a young Chinese artist who spoke.

He was extremely fond of embroidery, and naturally had no favours for plagiarists.

This sentence surprised Mrs. Ji.

Only then did Ji Longtai and the others discover that there was a pair of embroidery under the glass showcase.

Ji Longtai was taken aback: "This..."

On the side, a teacher pointed to Ji Qingwei's "Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", and began to teach students how serious plagiarism is in the popular science and art circles.

"Do you remember? You must not learn from this Ji Qingwei." The female teacher said, "Her plagiarism is despised by others. We must protect the originality and create our own style. Even if we don't win the prize, it belongs to us. Our own, plagiarism is stealing the work of others, but originality never dies.”

The boys and girls all nodded.

Only then did Mrs. Ji understand what President Mo said before.

Her eyes darkened and she almost fell.

Especially when many guests around are talking, the name "Ji Qingwei" is popular, but it is famous for plagiarism.

Ji Longtai was even more horrified: "What the hell is going on?!"

How did it become plagiarism?

How did the original version come about?

"Longtai, I have something to do. I'll go first." One person broke the silence, "I won't go with you."

When he said goodbye, others also said: "I have something to do too..."

"That's right, my wife is a fan of Yunlan. I have to go to the memorial to take a picture and leave."

In the blink of an eye, all the people invited by Ji Longtai were gone.

Mrs. Ji's lips trembled and her face turned pale: "Longtai, let's go, let's go..."

She couldn't stay here any longer.

All the guests who came in were talking about how Ji Qingwei was shameless and shameless.

Ji Longtai's hands also trembled.

He wanted to go forward and take away Ji Qingwei's embroidered pictures, but there were a lot of security guards around, and he didn't have the chance at all, so he could only watch other guests take pictures.

Done!

There were only these two words left in Ji Longtai's mind.

At this time, Master Zhuang also thought the same way.

He went to the head of the International Art Association, but he didn't expect to be directly scolded by a bloody head.

"The surname is Zhuang, you are really amazing." The chairman of the committee was cold and cold, "I came to the competition with a plagiarized work, and wanted to win the award by catching fish in troubled waters? If he hadn't sent the original version over to Gu Huiyan, wouldn't I really have been deceived by you? already?"

"Gu Huiyan? The original?" Master Zhuang's expression changed, and he asked anxiously, "Who is the original? This is impossible..."

"If you copied someone's work, you still have to ask who they are?" The chairman of the committee was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, "Why don't you ask your disciple how they copied it!"

"Also, I put my words here, as long as I am in the International Art Association for one day, you disciple don't want to be in the art world!"

Master Zhuang was speechless.

But at the same time he was horrified.

If the chairman can say such words, Ji Qingwei's path in the international art circle is completely cut off.

How can this work?

"Mr. Chairman, there is definitely a misunderstanding in this matter." Master Zhuang chased after him, "Qingwei has never even left the house, and with Gu Huiyan's temperament, it is impossible to show her another embroidered picture, she has no chance to copy it! "

This is indeed a doubt.

The chairman stopped: "Then tell me, why can the two pictures be said to be exactly the same?"

"This..." Master Zhuang was at a loss for words, "Maybe inspiration hit, or maybe..."

He couldn't even speak for himself after that.

No matter how much inspiration strikes, it is impossible to be similar to this extent.

"Copying is copying, where did you get so much nonsense?" A voice sounded faintly, "There are so many ways to plagiarize, I only see the results, aren't you wondering why I don't like Ji Qingwei? Why do I have the original version? Want to see her cottage?"

Master Zhuang was shocked and saw Gu Huiyan walking slowly.

His face was pale for a moment, and he left in a hurry without saying anything else.

But he must ask clearly how Ji Qingwei plagiarized!

"Gu Huiyan! You still dare to come!" The chairman was furious, "How could you let such a good seedling enter the showbiz? You are a waste of money!"

Gu Huiyan is in a good mood today.

Yesterday, he finally succeeded in taking the position and became Si Fuqing's teacher. He happily gave his assistant a bonus.

Hearing what the chairman said, the anger came back: "Do you think I don't want to? She was filming when I knew this girl. This is her job, and I can't force her to change her career."

"You...then you can't do it!" The chairman hated that iron was not steel, "If you let her study art, she would have become famous all over the world."

Gu Huiyan sighed: "But you are a well-known artist, but many laymen don't know your name."

Chairman: "..."

I'm worried.

This is also true.

If you don't know a specific field, you won't know who the big guys in this field are.

"Yes, the actors are different." The chairman sighed, "If it can reach the level of Yunlan, the world will know it."

After all, more people watch movies and TV shows.

Gu Huiyan snorted coldly: "You know shit."

He didn't even dare to tell the chairman that Cai Zhongnian, an old man, wanted to drag Si Fuqing to the medical circle.

It was he who was superior in chess and got the position of teacher first.

He must show off to Cai Zhongnian.

**

Outside the showroom.

The sun is hot and the gilt is bright.

But Ji Longtai felt chills all over.

He gave up so much propaganda, and just wanted to make a way for Ji Qingwei to build momentum.

But he never thought of shooting himself in the foot.

This time, everyone he invited knew that Ji Qingwei was a plagiarism.

"Longtai, it's impossible for us to copy Qingwei, it must be copied by someone else." Mrs. Ji's voice trembled, "She copied better than our Qingwei, which confuses the judges' eyes, our Qingwei is the original!"

Ji Longtai calmed down and was about to say something when an international call came in.

"It's not good, ma'am!" The housekeeper panicked, "Second miss vomited a lot of blood just now!"

Ji Qingwei suddenly vomited blood, which no one expected.

Right now, Ji Longtai and his wife are abroad and can't come back for a while.

In desperation, the housekeeper could only contact Ji Qingyao.

Hearing Ji Qing spitting up blood, Ji Qing Yao frowned and said lightly, "I'll go take a look."

No matter what, Ji Qingwei is always her sister.

She went to Jiang Shuihan to take leave.

Jiang Shuihan heard the words and got up: "Let me accompany Miss Qingyao for a walk."

Ji Qingyao hesitated: "But Captain, your face..."

It has always been Jiang Shuihan who took the place of Xiao Wenjian and Mu Qingmeng to communicate externally, and all the big and small families in the Four Nine Cities knew him.

"It's good to change your face." Jiang Shuihan smiled, "Miss Qingyao, wait for me for a moment."

Ten minutes later, the two set off for Ji's house.

Seeing Ji Qingyao coming back, the housekeeper immediately greeted him: "Miss, I don't know what's going on, the second lady suddenly vomited a lot of blood, passed out, and ran out of medicine. I just became conscious."

"What has she been doing recently?" Ji Qingyao nodded coldly, "Perhaps something went bad?"

"Nothing. The second lady has been resting and hasn't even done the test questions." The housekeeper was anxious. "The doctors still can't find the cause. It's precisely because of this that people are anxious!"

Ji Qing frowned and followed the housekeeper in.

The servants were in a hurry, and someone came out with a basin of blood.

This vomited blood is comparable to the blood shed during pregnancy and childbirth.

"Second miss, the eldest miss is here to see you." The housekeeper hurriedly said, "If you have anything to say, tell the eldest miss directly."

On the bed, Ji Qing's face was pale and his voice was weak: "Sister..."

Ji Qingyao didn't go in, but asked through the curtain, "Are you okay? What's the matter? Did you vomit blood again?"

"I-I don't know..." Ji Qingwei's eyelashes drooped, "Sister, maybe I may not live long, and when I die, you will be able to get all the favor of my parents."

Ji Qingyao frowned, his voice colder: "What are you talking about?"

ill.

Ji Qingyao didn't want to stay any longer, and regardless of the housekeeper's repeated retention, he left with Jiang Shuihan.

"Qingwei!" Yu Yao got the news and rushed into Ji's house, "Why don't you take a good rest? Your health is not good, why don't you take good care of yourself?"

"I'm not good-looking now." Ji Qing turned around slightly, "Brother Yao, go out first, I want to rest in peace."

"Okay, rest well." Yu Yao felt ashamed, "If you didn't save me then, maybe you wouldn't be so sick."

He left the bedroom and carefully closed the door.

The medicines at the Ning Family in Yancheng were cut off, so far enough medicinal materials have not been collected.

He had to find another way to find medicine for Ji Qingwei.

Yu Yao pursed his lips, feeling very irritable.

Ji Qingwei vomited blood so abnormally.

He got in the car and was going to buy medicines from several large Chinese medicine prescriptions in the city center.

This time, the city center.

"That's right, hang the banner here." Shang Lu commanded two Qianjun League members in plainclothes. "It's high and high, and it's slanted! Will you hang it?"

Two plainclothes members: "..."

This is indeed the first time they have done such a thing.

"Yes, I'll hang a few more here to arrange for Miss Si." Shang Lu took the loudspeaker and then instructed, "Miss Si said that it doesn't cost much to hang a few banners, but I bought them online for a few dollars. ."

Having been with Si Fuqing for so long, he knows how to save money.

Soon, seven or eight banners were hung on the street.

This is the central street of Sijiucheng, and there is a huge flow of people coming and going.

The banner is bright red again, and there are lanterns on both sides, which are very conspicuous.

At first glance, I thought it was a new year.

Here, Xie Che and Yu Yao got off the bus.

"Who hangs this banner here? No one cares?" Xie Che was very curious. He walked in a few steps and suddenly shouted, "Fuck! Ah Yao, look, look!"

"What?" Yu Yao looked up.

A line of large characters came into view.

[Warmly congratulate Miss Si Fuqing for winning the first place in the International Youth Culture Exhibition! 】

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