After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 855  The Reputation of Plagiarism Spreading Far, A Grand Celebration (2)

"Gu Huiyan? The original?" Master Zhuang's expression changed drastically as he hurriedly asked, "Who is the original artist? This can't be possible..."

"Plagiarizing someone else's work and you still want to know who they are?" The chairman had no patience for him, "Why don't you ask your student how she copied it!"

"And let me make this clear, as long as I'm in the International Art Association, your disciple can forget about making it in the art world!"

Master Zhuang wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.

But at the same time, he was greatly alarmed.

For the chairman to say such a thing, Ji Qingwei's path in the international art world was completely blocked.

How could this be?

"Mr. Chairman, there must be a misunderstanding." Master Zhuang hurried after him, "Qingwei has never left her home, and with Gu Huiyan's character, he wouldn't have shown her another embroidery piece. She had no opportunity to copy!"

This indeed was a point of contention.

The chairman paused, "Then explain to me why the two pieces are nearly identical?"

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

Even he couldn't continue that line of reasoning.

No matter how coincidental, they couldn't be this similar.

"Plagiarism is plagiarism, there's no need for so many excuses." A voice chimed in coldly, "There are many ways to plagiarize, and I only see the result. You wondered why I didn't favor Ji Qingwei? With the original, why would I look at a knockoff?"

Master Zhuang shuddered and saw Gu Huiyan walking over leisurely.

His face turned pale, and without another word, he hurried away.

But he had to find out how Ji Qingwei had managed to plagiarize!

"Gu Huiyan! How dare you come here!" The chairman was furious, "How could you let such a talented girl enter the entertainment industry? You're wasting her talent!"

Gu Huiyan was in an exceptionally good mood today.

Yesterday, he had finally succeeded in becoming Si Fuqing's teacher, and he had happily given his assistant a bonus.

Hearing the chairman's words now, his anger returned, "Do you think I don't want to? When I met this girl, she was already acting. It's her primary job; I can't force her to change careers."

"You... that's your failure!" The chairman was exasperated, "If you had guided her properly in the arts, she would be world-famous by now."

Gu Huiyan shrugged, "But you're a famous artist, yet many outsiders don't know your name."

Chairman: "..."

That stung.

It was true.

Without specific knowledge in a field, one wouldn't know the top figures in that area.

"True, actors are different." The chairman sighed, "If she reached Yun Lan's level, she'd be known worldwide."

More people watched movies and shows, after all.

Gu Huiyan snorted, "You don't understand a thing."

He hadn't even told the chairman that Cai Zhongnian, the old man, wanted to pull Si Fuqing into the medical field.

Fortunately, he had outsmarted Cai and secured the teacher position first.

He was definitely going to show off to Cai Zhongnian.

**

Outside the exhibition hall.

The sun was blazing, brilliantly golden.

But Ji Longtai felt cold all over.

He had spent so much effort promoting Ji Qingwei, only to have it backfire.

Now, everyone he invited knew Ji Qingwei was a plagiarist.

"Longtai, it's impossible that Qingwei plagiarized. Someone must have copied her." Madam Ji's voice trembled, "They did it better than our Qingwei, confusing the judges. Our Qingwei is the original!"

Ji Longtai calmed down, about to say something when a cross-country call came in.

"Madam, it's terrible!" The butler sounded panicked, "Second miss just vomited a lot of blood!"

Ji Qingwei suddenly vomiting blood was unexpected.

With Ji Longtai and his wife abroad, they couldn't rush back immediately.

In desperation, the butler contacted Ji Qingyao.

Hearing about Ji Qingwei vomiting blood, Ji Qingyao frowned slightly and said calmly, "I'll go check on her."

After all, Ji Qingwei was her younger sister.

She went to ask SHUANG Shuihan for leave.

SHUANG Shuihan, hearing this, stood up, "I'll accompany Miss Qingyao."

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

JIANG Shuihan was always the public figure for Xiao Wenjian and Mu Qingmeng, known to the major families in Sijiu City.

"Disguise will do." JIANG Shuihan smiled, "Miss Qingyao, please wait for a moment."

Ten minutes later, they set off for the Ji family.

The butler greeted Ji Qingyao urgently, "First miss, we don't know what happened. Second miss suddenly vomited a lot of blood and fainted. We used all of our medicine, and she just regained consciousness."

"What has she been doing lately?" Ji Qingyao asked coldly, "Did she eat something bad?"

"Nothing of the sort. Second miss has been resting, not even doing her studies." The butler was anxious, "The doctors can't find the cause, which is what's so worrying!"

Ji Qingyao frowned and followed the butler inside.

The servants were in a flurry, with one carrying out a basin of blood.

The amount of blood she vomited rivaled childbirth.

"Second miss, the first miss is here to see you." The butler quickly said, "If you have anything to say, tell the first miss directly."

On the bed, Ji Qingwei looked pale and weak, "Sister..."

Ji Qingyao didn't enter, only asked from behind the curtain, "Are you alright? What happened? Why are you vomiting blood again?"

"I... I don't know either..." Ji Qingwei's lashes lowered, "Sister, maybe I won't live much longer. When I die, you'll get all of Mom and Dad's love."

Ji Qingyao frowned, her voice cold, "What are you talking about?"

She's crazy.

Ji Qingyao didn't want to stay any longer. Ignoring the butler's repeated pleas, she left with JIANG Shuihan.

"Qingwei!" Yu Yao rushed into the Ji house upon hearing the news, "Why aren't you resting well? Your health was already poor, why don't you take better care of yourself?"

"I don't look good right now." Ji Qingwei turned away, "Brother Yao, please leave. I want to rest quietly."

"Alright, you rest well." Yu Yao felt guilty, "If you hadn't saved me back then, you might not be so ill now." n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

He left the bedroom, carefully closing the door.

The medicine from Ning's family in Yan City had run out, and enough herbs hadn't been gathered yet.

He needed to find another way to get medicine for Ji Qingwei.

Yu Yao pursed his lips, feeling very anxious.

Ji Qingwei's blood vomiting was highly abnormal.

He got into his car, heading to several major traditional Chinese medicine shops in the city center to buy medicine.

At this time, in the city center.

"Yes, hang the banner here." Shang Lu directed two plainclothes members of the Thousand Army Alliance, "Higher, higher, it's crooked! Can't you hang it properly?"

The two plainclothes members: "..."

This was indeed their first time doing this kind of task.

"Yes, hang a few more here, give Miss Si some face." Shang Lu continued directing with a megaphone, "Miss Si said hanging a few banners doesn't cost money. I bought these online for a few bucks each."

Having followed Si Fuqing for so long, he was well-versed in cost-saving measures.

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

This was the central street of Sijiu City, with a huge flow of people.

The banners were bright red, with lanterns on the sides, making them very eye-catching.

At first glance, it seemed like the New Year had arrived.

At this point, Xie Che and Yu Yao got out of their car.

"Who hung these banners here? Isn't anyone managing this?" Xie Che was curious. He walked closer and suddenly shouted, "Wow! Yu Yao, look at this!"

"What?" Yu Yao looked up.

A line of large characters came into view.

[Warmly congratulating Miss Si Fuqing on winning first place at the International Youth Cultural Exhibition!]