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When Ruan Yu heard this, he was suspicious and rushed back.

Taking advantage of the traffic jam, she clicked on the article "She Can Smile" and looked like it. However, after picking a few pages, she found several similarities.

For example, the New Year's Day fireworks, the plots, dialogues, and even the inner scenes of the male protagonist are exactly in line with what she wrote.

For example, what made people even more shocking was that the other party described a scene where the heroine left school with a pot of "Little Flower Farmer Canned Flowers" on a weekend.

It was a self-grown potted plant popular at Sushi No. 1 Middle School back then. One can grow a plant. Chrysanthemums and watermelons can be planted in anything. However, Ruan Yu’s is a bit special. After the transformation, sunflowers and lavender grew at the same time.

She saw this passage in her diary and used it as material to enhance the sense of time. Unexpectedly, the other party also wrote this, which was also sunflower and lavender.

There are countless examples like this, and the short stories are fast-paced and the memes are dense. These contents are published earlier than her, but the other party is a newcomer with little exposure and she hasn't paid attention to them before.

Hell.

Liu Mao observed from the rearview mirror that her face became increasingly ugly. He took advantage of the red light and turned his head and asked, "Miss Ruan, is there anything I can help?"

Ruan Yu raised his eyes and shook his head immediately.

Liu Mao probably knew her profession, but she has always been low-key in this regard, and she did not even reveal her pseudonym to her parents. Of course, she could not just tell her a blind date partner she had met for the first time.

What's more, things are not at the point where lawyers need help.

So she said, "I can handle it for the time being, thank you."

Ruan Yu got off the car downstairs of the apartment building, thanked Liu Mao again, and then hurried upstairs.

It took only more than an hour to drive, and after the forum's bloody storm, her book review area and work blogs with more than 200,000 fans also fell one after another.

Insults and accusations were heard one after another, and her readers could not speak in front of such a palette that was "hard" and many of them were asking for explanations.

A hardcore fan expressed her opinion in favor of her: the other party’s author has not appeared yet, maybe that’s Wen Xiang’s vest?

There is a "test meme" operation in the online literature circle. You can publish it with a small account before opening the article. If the effect is not good, you will "discard the meme". But Ruan Yu obviously does not.

The incident continued to ferment, and everyone was waiting for her to speak out.

She carefully read the other person's work in the midst of rumors, grabbed her hair and calmed down for a moment, and decided to contact the author first.

The other party's pen name is "Poet Writing". A person who writes poetry on Weibo is a new account, with only single-digit zombie fans. The latest Weibo post was posted on Sunday evening four days ago: I'm going back to school again, unhappy.

Probably a middle school student.

Ruan Yu sent a message, but received no reply.

Then she realized that today on Thursday, if the other party lives in the school, it is likely that it will be inconvenient to use the mobile phone now.

She was exhausted physically and mentally, kicked her high heels and lay on the bed, looking at the chandelier on the ceiling, her eyes were out of focus, and lines of words full of saliva floated in front of her-

Don’t pretend to be dead if you copy the dog, come out and express your opinion?

This kind of garbage is still on the Golden List? Get out of Jinjiang as soon as possible!

This wave of memes is so wonderful that the first few books were copied as well, right?

Many of the people who said this were passers-by who had no holiday with her. They all came to the conclusions of "freedom of mind" after reading the palette. So compared to being angry with being splashed with dirty water, she wanted to figure out first, how could the two articles be so collide?

On Friday evening, there was a bustling outside the gate of No. 1 Middle School in Su City. Xu Huaishi took out his cell phone at the station and logged into his Jinjiang account casually.

More than a month ago, she discovered a "tragic" story in an elderly machine. The male protagonist, her brother, actually had a crush on a girl in another class in high school, and she was so cowardly that she didn't confess until she went abroad.

This incident made the person who saw it was so sad that the person who heard it was crying. She couldn't help but register an ID on the website where she usually read novels, and wrote a short story based on it.

It’s either that I develop my extracurricular career or that I’m overwhelmed with the desire to talk to my friends. I’m afraid that the online forum will spread too widely and my brother will discover it, so I chose Jinjiang, a “treasure land of women’s literature”.

But Xu Huaishi soon realized that she was wrong.

Because she became popular, thousands of comments in her book review area increased sharply within two days, and explosive information told her that she was plagiarized by a well-known writer.

Xu Huaishi was foolishly in the same place, but she didn't recover for a long time. When she came back to her senses, she quickly found the other party's novel and read it. After a quick look, she searched the other party's Weibo and was ready to ask for an explanation in her anger.

The homepage of "Wen Xiang" is floating with a top Weibo - Response: There is no plagiarism of the plagiarism. Regarding the similarities between the two articles "I Want to Bite the Ear with You" and "She Can Smile" I have contacted the other author, a poet who wrote a poem, and is waiting for a reply. After understanding the situation, I will explain it to you further. (God knows that this story about secret love is my personal experience in my student days.../Laughing and crying)

Of course, the rhetoric in the brackets is not convinced, so there is also a video below, which is the last time the outline document on her computer was modified, and it was displayed before the publication of "She Can Smile".

The video includes document time and content visible after entering the document, and is displayed in a continuous manner. Compared with screenshots with insufficient evidence, it is a more powerful clarification.

Sure enough, under this Weibo post, passers-by are much more rational.

Xu Huaishi was stunned by this and clicked on a private message.

The first two paragraphs are a brief description of the incident. In the last few lines, she said: "The article "I Want to Love" is indeed my original concept and has never offended your work subjectively, but I cannot deny the objective existence of similarities between the two articles. I ask you here and look forward to your reply."

Recalling the sentence "personal experience" on her homepage, Xu Huaishi was skeptical, and turned back to read Wen Xiang's novel again, and then found something was wrong.

When she adapted the novel based on text messages, she deleted some of the plots, but several of these memes appeared in the writings of "Wen Xiang".

what does that mean?

In early summer, she suddenly felt cold on her back and she had goose bumps for no reason.

A male voice interrupted her deep thought: "Xu Huaishi, what are you doing here? I don't know if you drive three vehicles on the 19th Route?"

She looked up and saw Zhao Yi coming from the opposite side of the road in her class. She had a buzz cut, and the lollipop in her mouth was holding a cigarette, looking like a gangster.

Xu Huaishi was upset and was about to be perfunctory when a light of inspiration appeared and said with a smile: "Zhao Da, what a coincidence!"

"Oh," Zhao Yi heard this name strange, and reached this end in three or two steps. "Is the sun coming to the west? Is there anything I have to show my diligence, either a traitor or a thief?"

She smiled "hehe" and covered her mouth and asked in a low voice: "Your family has a great career and a wide range of connections. I'll ask you if you have any black technology there, and can you find her true information when you know the other party's Weibo? No need to do that, just ask for a name."

Zhao Yiyu earnestly: "Miss, it is illegal to check the name."

She choked and sighed, but saw him lower his head and approaching, saying, "But just give the money."

Xu Huaishi struggled for a while and gritted her teeth: "How many?"

He made a gesture of "ok": "30,000 yuan."

“…”

She turned around and wanted to leave, but Zhao Yi pulled her arm around her. When she turned around, she saw the man smiling and revealing her big teeth: "Friendship price, a cup of milk tea."

An hour later, at the milk tea shop on the street, Zhao Yi answered the phone, responded a few times, and finally said, "Thank you, uncle, I'll invite you to eat crayfish someday."

He put down his cell phone, snapped his fingers, pulled the menu casually, wrote two big words in a crooked manner, and handed them to the opposite side.

"Ruan Yu?" Xu Huaishi chewed it twice, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Zhao Da, do good people to the end, accompany me back to school?"

"what?"

She pointed to the menu: "Go to the school history museum and see if this person is our senior."

Xu Huaishi remembered that the last text message in the draft box was the day before her brother went abroad, and the content was: The last glance was your photo in the school history museum. Goodbye.

So she thought, if there was such a nearly miraculous coincidence in the world, if the "Wen Xiang" "personal experience" is not a lie, then there must be photos of Ruan Yu there.

The two lied that they had "lost their homework" and rushed to the school history museum in the afterglow of the sunset.

This site has been closed, thanks to Zhao Yi's rascal spirit, pestering the administrator at the door, and acting the script one by one. Xu Huaishi seized the opportunity and sneaked in and headed straight to the second floor.

The museum was empty, and the sunset shone through the glass windows, and the leaves outside the window cast mottled shadows on the ground. She took her steps lightly, held her breath, bent around, and finally arrived at the wall of the outstanding graduates who left their names.

No. 1 Middle School has been established for nearly fifty years, and this school history museum has a history of twenty years. Now there are photos full of walls.

She locked her eyes on the level 07 column, stretched out her index finger and moved it over row by row, slowly her heartbeat accelerated.

Nervous, taboo, and excitement.

A seventeen-year-old girl subconsciously prefers to believe in a secret that has been buried for ten years by time than a bad incident like plagiarism.

But the next moment, the sound of leather shoes stomping in the corridor behind him sounded, and a middle-aged man said angrily: "Which class is from? I can't leave after I finish learning, why are you here for??"

Xu Huaishi screamed, and before she could take a closer look at the photos, she turned her head and ran away, and ran down the corridor on the other side in a panic.

The people behind her chased after her death. She ran away. When she arrived at the lobby on the first floor, she saw that there was still a block at the main entrance. She had to turn back and be desperate. She heard a familiar voice from the women's bathroom: "Come on!"

She jumped in and saw Zhao Yi outside the window at first sight. She threw the bag on her shoulder to him, then supported the window ridge with both hands and jumped out.

Zhao Yi held her firmly, carried her schoolbag on her shoulders, pulled her arm and ran to the woods behind the school history museum.

The two of them suddenly disappeared, leaving the administrator behind them swearing and jumping.

Seeing that he was throwing away the person, Zhao Yi stopped, threw her bag and lay on the grass, panting and said, "Xu Huaishi... There are relatives you have been separated from in the school history museum, so you have to sneak in at this time? Apply for another application on Monday, will your relatives run away, right?"

Xu Huaishi was also panting and answered for a long time: "If I don't figure this out, I will not be able to sleep well all weekend!"

After saying that, she fell on the grass, extremely annoyed: "It's just a little bit!"

"That won't be with you anymore!"

Xu Huaishi of course knew the truth of alerting the enemy. At this time, the school history museum was determined to be unable to enter. He asked her brother directly, and he knew that she had stolen his private "love history" and published it online. It was even more terrible than recording punishments and writing a review.

So, is it really a weekend of suffering?

She was unwilling to give up and kicked her legs twice. After that, she suddenly remembered something and said, "Wait..."

To prove Ruan Yu’s identity, you don’t have to start with text messages, you can also find clues from “Wen Xiang” novels.

She remembered seeing this passage at the station just now: In the novel, the male protagonist "He Shiqian" would play the piano at the school art gallery in his spare time, while the female protagonist "Lin Xisheng" once wrote a line of English letters on the wall of his commonly used piano room - lxsxhhsq.

It means "Lin Xisheng likes to convey to Shiqian".
To be continued...