Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The incident of Song Fengwan slapping the boys’ faces with evidence in the classroom instantly spread throughout the school.

“She usually looks like a delicate and weak girl, but I didn’t expect her to be so fierce when she gets angry. She directly rebuked a third-year senior. She’s too strong.”

“His confession was rejected, and he was called to have a heart-to-heart talk by the uncles of the security department. He probably wanted to defame this junior on purpose.”

“The other explanations make sense, but what about the plagiarism?”

“It’s hard to say, but it feels like things will turn around.”

“Teacher Gao is the winner of the Yuming Cup’s gold medal. Would she need to plagiarize her? Besides, she openly displayed her works. I keep feeling that Song Fengwan is still guilty.”

…

Song Fengwan didn’t take these remarks to heart. She was eating porridge with Hu Xinyue in the cafeteria.

“Wanwan, about Teacher Gao…” Hu Xinyue couldn’t hold it in anymore. If she kept holding it in, she would suffocate to death.

“The truth will come to light on who exactly plagiarized.”

“Teacher Gao copied your picture?” When Song Fengwan designed the drawing, she had done it in the dorm room. Hu Xinyue and Miao Yating had seen it before, and she had completed it independently.

Moreover, it was very difficult for them to imitate this kind of drawing. At the time, Miao Yating had even said that it would definitely win an award if she submitted this drawing.

Song Fengwan smiled without saying anything.

“Didn’t she win the Yuming Cup? Her ability should be more than that. Why would she need to do such a thing?”

“What if the award-winning work was plagiarized?” Song Fengwan asked.

“Oh my god. Then…” Hu Xinyue almost cried out in shock. “Wanwan, what are you going to do? It’s not easy to prove this kind of thing. ”

“It’s okay. I have a plan.”

“She’s holding a solo design exhibition this weekend. It’s already on the news. You…” Hu Xinyue was still worried.

In her opinion, Song Fengwan was just an ordinary student. How could she compete with such a person?

“Aren’t you familiar with the dean? You should talk to him. Why don’t you sue her directly…”

Song Fengwan smiled. “Your porridge is cold.”

“You…”

Hu Xinyue was annoyed. How can I still be in the mood to eat porridge at a time like this?

Big Sister, she’s already bullying you.

“Xinyue, aren’t you worried that I really plagiarized?” Song Fengwan propped her chin on her hand and looked at her.

“When I drew design drawings before, you even gave me pointers. I believe you have the ability.” Hu Xinyue smiled like a silly elder sister. “Besides, Teacher Gao usually doesn’t talk about anything useful in class. It’s all in the books.

“Moreover, if you really plagiarized her, you wouldn’t have handed in the draft directly and let everyone see it before saying you wouldn’t participate in the competition.

“Yating and I discussed it last night. She’s our teacher. How could you dare to hand over something you plagiarized from her? Only a fool would do such a thing.

“Let me tell you. Some people in school are just envious of you and don’t have any brains at all.”

Song Fengwan nodded with a smile. She didn’t expect Hu Xinyue to be so carefree usually but could analyze things clearly.

“But Wanwan, she’s a teacher. What are you going to do? If this kind of thing spreads, you won’t be able to survive in this circle anymore.” Hu Xinyue looked worried.

“Hurry up and eat,” Song Fengwan urged.

Hu Xinyue let out a long sigh.

She and Miao Yating had been worried about this matter until the latter half of the night before going to bed. She’s really broad-minded.

After eating, the two of them planned to part ways. Song Fengwan wanted to give the draft to Yan Wangchuan…

Hu Xinyue suddenly cried out in alarm and passed her phone to Song Fengwan. “Wanwan…”

Song Fengwan took the phone. It was an interview video with Gao Xue.

“… I didn’t expect to win the award. Actually, there are many good works. I have to thank everyone for their appreciation.”

“I heard that a student in your school plagiarized your design?” a reporter asked.

Gao Xue smiled faintly. “It’s not considered plagiarism. She’s my student to begin with, and it’s normal for students to imitate their teachers’ works. It’s not as serious as plagiarism.”

“She’s even your student?”

“After learning for a few months, who doesn’t start learning how to draw from imitating others? She’s just a child. This kind of thing is harmless. Everyone, don’t worry about it.” Gao Xue had a kind and gentle attitude.

“Then, what are your hopes for this exhibition? I heard that there will be many masters in the industry attending. They’re cheering you on.”

“It’s everyone appreciating me, their junior. I hope that through this exhibition, my works will be recognized by everyone.”

…

The video was very long. It was an interview about her solo design exhibition, and the matter of plagiarism was downplayed. Even the comments online didn’t cause any ripples.

“Wanwan, this… is too f*cking bitchy.” Gao Xue had plagiarized Song Fengwan, but she still dared to say such words.

It was too shameless.

She was simply the best of the best white lotuses.

Song Fengwan sneered coldly.

I didn’t expect her to be so shameless.

She preemptively pressed me to the ground to step on me. Now, she’s pretending to be innocent again. How fierce.

***

When Song Fengwan arrived at the entrance of the dormitory, Yan Wangchuan’s car was already waiting. The driver was Yan Wangchuan’s assistant. He had bought a plane ticket last night and rushed here overnight with the Yan Group’s legal team.

When they arrived at the house in Yishui Community, there were more than ten people sitting inside. They were all middle-aged men in their forties or fifties and seemed to be discussing something.

The high-end custom-made products that the Yan Group made had long been imitated and copied by others. The company’s legal team had almost always taken on cases about plagiarism and copyright infringement, so they had experience in this aspect.

But when everyone heard the whole story, they felt troubled.

Just based on a sketch from a year ago, it couldn’t explain anything. Moreover, the other party had already applied for a patent. This matter was too tricky.

“Is there no place to start?” Yan Wangchuan frowned.

“President Yan, we will study it carefully.”

Song Fengwan didn’t expect Yan Wangchuan to gather so many people in one night for her. She was very grateful. “Uncle Yan, thank you.”

“You’re my daughter. This is what you should do.” Yan Wangchuan was a designer himself. He knew better than anyone how uncomfortable it was to have his works violated.

Song Fengwan nodded silently and listened quietly to the uncles discussing various legal provisions.

Around lunchtime, Qiao Aiyun called.

“Aiyun…” Yan Wangchuan took his phone and walked to the balcony to answer the call.

“Can you contact my brother and Xiyan? Why can’t I find them?” Qiao Aiyun’s tone was very anxious.

“They’re probably still in the mountains. What happened?” Yan Wangchuan’s tone was exceptionally gentle.

“Something happened to the Jade Hall of Spring. A company sent a lawyer’s letter online saying that the Jade Hall of Spring violated the law and infringed on its copyright. It wants us to apologize publicly. The manager of the Beijing branch called me. Many people brought our products to be refunded today.”

“Copyright infringement?” The Jade Hall of Spring had always made handmade originals, and there had never had any copyright infringement issues.

“I’m not sure either. The matter has already spread online. Many people have gone to the store to demand an explanation. I’ve already asked them to refund the goods according to the customer’s requests to try to stabilize the situation as much as possible.”

Qiao Aiyun was anxious. “My brother and Xiyan have always been in charge of the designs, so I want to ask what’s going on.

“But my calls never got through.”

“Don’t be anxious. I’ll take care of it.”

Yan Wangchuan hung up and called his mother, asking her to calm Qiao Aiyun down.

Song Fengwan was browsing Weibo.

The Jade Hall of Spring’s Copyright Infringement and Fraud was already trending online.

The first article she clicked on was a lawyer’s letter from a cultural company. She opened it and read it carefully.

“… The Jade Hall of Spring is suspected of infringing on Ms. Gao Xue’s original designs. Her designs were published last year, and the new summer and autumn designs of the Jade Hall of Spring are very similar.

“Many of Ms. Gao Xue’s designs have been patented, and the Jade Hall of Spring used these design patterns without our permission and engaged in copyright infringement.

“The Jade Hall of Spring is Old Master Qiao’s blood, sweat, and tears. On account of Old Master Qiao, we only hope that the Jade Hall of Spring will completely take down all the infringing goods, publicly apologize, and compensate us for our losses…”

There were more than ten kinds of jade products listed below, all of which were what they called the ‘infringing goods’.

The top post of this company’s Weibo was surprisingly the promotional picture of Gao Xue’s Solo Design Exhibition.

“Heh. It’s not a big deal if she just f*cking plagiarized, but they’re even stepping on the Qiao family?” The little assistant was speechless.

“The Jade Hall of Spring’s summer and autumn products have been on the market for a long time, yet they only sent a lawyer’s letter now. It’s obvious that they’re doing it to gain publicity for Gao Xue’s solo exhibition.

“They even stepped Old Master Qiao to climb up and compared her to him. How shameless are they?”

Yan Wangchuan’s face was cold, and Song Fengwan’s expression was even more solemn.

No one expected that the Jade Hall of Spring and Old Master Qiao would become involved.