Chapter 87

After seeing the poster, Du Jingzhi paused for a moment, then suddenly walked out and sat on the stone pier at the entrance of the studio for a long time. The cold wind blew his brown hair, his soft hair was blowing in a mess, and his head hurt.

He took out his cell phone and wanted to send a text message to the weekend, but at this time he realized that he was so angry that his hands were shaking and he couldn't even hold his cell phone.

Originally, he thought he was still rational and it was good not to rush over and fight Teacher Wang. Now it seems that he is not that mature. When something happens, his heart beats faster and his fingers are trembling.

After calming down for a while, he sent a text message to the weekend. Because he was excited, he said something wrong and sent it directly. Afterwards, he read it himself and found it very strange. He was about to send another explanation, but the weekend message came back: So, your homework was plagiarized by the teacher, and he won the award?

I actually got it on the weekend.

He immediately typed and replied: That's right, the composition, content and colors are all my original works. He just drew another copy, which could be said to be unchanged.

Weekend: Do you still have the original picture?

Du Jingzhi: I handed it out as homework at that time, but the teacher didn't return it to me. I often had such things, and I didn't care at that time. Now I guess the original painting is gone.

Weekend: OK, I understand, I will ask for leave immediately and go there. You pretend that you didn’t see the poster and continue to go to class. When I arrive, I think of a solution.

Du Jingzhi: Goodbye, you can make up for your class, I will talk to the studio leader later.

Weekend: Don’t say, they might be in the same group. After you say it, you will brainwash you and have countermeasures. Will the situation be bad for you? And if something happens to you, I can’t learn it, and it’s useless to stay here. I have already asked for leave.

Du Jingzhi: Since this is the case, I am not in the mood to draw anymore, and I can take leave too.

Weekend: Don’t do this, the tuition in the studio is expensive, be good, I will handle it well, I believe my husband is good.

Du Jingzhi looked at his phone and the door of the studio. He suddenly felt awkward. He felt uncomfortable when he thought that he would have to follow Teacher Wang to class in the future. He had already signed up for the college entrance examination sprint class next semester. If he had an unpleasant thing, he would feel frustrated in the rest of the tutoring, which would affect his learning to draw.

But if you refund the fee now, I really don’t know if the studio at the same level can still have a place. Even if there is one, it will probably have to be a high price.

He was so angry that he wanted to throw his phone down, so he just endured it. He felt much more comfortable after chatting with the weekend, so he sent a text message to the weekend: Or I would pretend that I didn't know, just let it go, otherwise it would delay my class.

Weekend: You can’t just forget it. This is your honor. As a boyfriend, of course I have to protect your honor from being stolen by others.

Du Jingzhi looked at the text message he replied to on the weekend and suddenly his eyes became hot and he almost cried.

The teacher steals students' creativity, and probably many students will choose to suffer a loss, otherwise Teacher Wang would not have been a teacher in this studio safely. Now he copied it blatantly, and it should have been forgiven for his criminal record, which made him feel fearless and thought Du Jingzhi also had a good temper.

But what he said on the weekend made Du Jingzhi feel particularly warm. Only those who really care about him will care about this.

Defend the honor that belongs to Du Jingzhi.

This is something worthless to others.

The two of them sent text messages for a while, and Du Jingzhi pretended not to see the poster, walked in and continued to class.

During class, Teacher Wang seemed to have looked at Du Jingzhi a few more times, but he did not show any abnormality and still taught the same class as before. Du Jingzhi also gave him peace of mind because he gave him a reassurance on the weekend.

During the lunch break, Du Jingzhi came out of the studio. After walking a few steps, he saw the weekend and Director Gao.

On the weekend, I was looking at my phone and seemed to be reading something. Director Gao was making a phone call and kept communicating, but you could tell that it was not very ideal when you looked at the expression.

Du Jingzhi immediately walked over and asked, "What's the situation?"

"Oh, I just consulted with Director Gao, but when he heard that this happened, he came directly from home." He put his phone in his pocket on the weekend, and then signaled to Director Gao that the three of them would go to have dinner together.

Director Gao hung up the phone when he arrived at the hotel and said directly to Du Jingzhi: "I tell you that you must not compromise on such things. We must fight against evil forces. A teacher in a studio who blatantly does such things is simply a disgrace to teachers! I feel ashamed of having such teachers in the education industry!"

Director Gao often speaks at the flag-raising ceremony, and Du Jingzhi mostly doesn't like to listen. This time, he thinks what Director Gao said is very popular, so he smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to come."

"I have told you a long time ago that if you have something, you must tell your parents and tell us that we will help you solve the problem as much as possible! What does it mean to be unexpected? Do you really think that I am talking empty words and I am a decoration? As an educator, you must put the affairs of students first, and this is a qualified teacher."

"Yeah, you're right." Du Jingzhi could only support such words without thinking.

"I have communicated with the Education Bureau. This kind of thing is not under their control, but I will also attach great importance to it. After that, I will go to the organizer of this competition on weekends and must figure out this matter. This is the honor of our No. 3 Middle School students and cannot be snatched away by a teacher who has no teacher ethics in the studio."

"But the original painting was taken away by the teacher. I have no evidence. I guess the painting had been destroyed by the teacher long ago." Du Jingzhi was a little depressed when he said this.

I ordered noodles for three people on the weekend and ordered a few cold dishes. At this time, I said: "Don't be afraid, I have a photo of you in the original picture, and I posted on Weibo at that time. Before the selection, it is probably used as evidence."

When Du Jingzhi mentioned it on the weekend, he couldn't help but lit up his eyes when he remembered it.

At this time, Director Gao had already started eating noodles with a "silly" , and while eating, he was still saying: "Well, even if you really can't change this situation, you have to teach the teacher in that studio a lesson. At least the bonus of 100,000 yuan will be given to you, otherwise it will not be over."

"The bonus is 100,000?" Du Jingzhi was angry at the time and didn't look closely. He really didn't know that there was so much bonus.

"No! I went directly to the Artists Association, what did I become... an honorary member, and I also got a title." Director Gao finished speaking and continued to eat noodles.

At this time on the weekend, I said: "Just continue to class. Just leave the next thing to me and Director Gao, and have a meal."

Du Jingzhi nodded immediately and felt much better.

After dinner, he left with Director Gao on the weekend. Du Jingzhi felt relieved and continued to go back to the studio to attend class.

As the course ended, Teacher Wang suddenly received a call. After saying a few words, his expression became heavy. He glanced at Du Jingzhi, then left the classroom and did not come back until the course ended.

Du Jingzhi didn't keep much, packed his things, left the studio, and called the weekend to ask about the situation.

"I'll go to my grandma's house later. Let's talk there. I'm taking the bus now."

"Yeah, OK."

After hanging up the phone, Du Jingzhilu returned to Grandma Du's house nervously. He saw the weekend downstairs and was walking back downstairs.

When the two of them went upstairs together, they talked about the situation on the weekend: "The organizer's attitude is very unclear, and I probably don't want to cause any scandals. I just said that I would first find Teacher Wang to understand the situation and see what he said before making a decision."

"Didn't you show them my Weibo photos? At that time, I couldn't have expected this painting to be the first, and then I drew it and posted it online, right?"

"We said the same, but the organizer has no way to make a judgment directly. What they mean is that maybe Teacher Wang drew the picture first and then asked the students to copy it. You can't just post the picture first, this picture is really original, right? Then someone draws a picture and then posted it online after it is taken. Are you sure that this picture belongs to the photographer?"

"Fuck! It's just a hooligan! Who would use the works that participated in the competition for students to copy?"

"Yes, we feel so, but we can't argue for the rest of the afternoon, and the answer we got was this. They were willing to confirm with Teacher Wang. If Teacher Wang doesn't admit it, this matter... would be ruined."

When Du Jingzhi heard this, he became depressed and understood why he didn't tell him on the phone on the weekend, because he was afraid that he would be sad and something would happen on the road.

When I entered Du Jingzhi's room at home, I hugged Du Jingzhi on the weekend and patted his shoulder to comfort him: "Little mirror, it's okay, we know that the painting was painted by you. Your painting level and creativity are great, and you can get the first place in the province. That's enough. Don't feel inferior in the future, you are very good!"

"That's it?" Du Jingzhi asked, because he leaned in his arms over the weekend, his voice was a little dull and he sounded even more depressed.

"Director Gao and I have worked very hard, but we haven't given up yet. We plan to contact the referees again to see if there is any chance to turn around."

However, Du Jingzhi knew that there was little hope for a turnaround.

He leaned in his arms for a while on the weekend, but although he was lost, he was no longer so sad. He was already very moved by these two people who were willing to run around like this.

Du Jingzhi withdrew from his arms at weekends, lay on the bed to rest, and calmed down.
Chapter completed!