Han Meng and Ning Xi walked over from outside with a panic expression, "Yimo, come out and have a look. Your test paper is hanging on the school bulletin board."
Qiao Yimo showed no expression when he heard the words, then got up and walked outside lazily.
At this moment, a group of people surrounded the school's bulletin board.
And most of them are classmates of literature department.
"Tsk tusk tusk, the plagiarism mentioned a few days ago is indeed Qiao Yimo!"
"I'm really drunk, she dare even copy Qingqing's!"
"Moreover, it was copied so similarly, which really insulted Qing Qing."
"She is afraid that we don't have any fans of Qingqing in our school, so she thinks we won't coax, right?"
For those in the literature department, Qingqing is their ancestor.
Many of them are in the literature department because they like Qingqing.
Han Meng, Ning Xi, and Bai Xia were dumbfounded at the same time.
A few days ago, they still maintained Qiao Yimo so much, but today, the similarity between this style and content is indeed very high.
For a time, they didn't know what to say.
Han Meng must believe in Qiao Yimo's character, but how can he explain such similar works?
"Yimo, this..." Han Meng didn't know how to speak so as not to hurt her pride.
Qiao Yimo looked at it cautiously. She raised her eyebrows, very casually, "What? Even you guys think I'm plagiarizing?"
"No, absolutely no such meaning." Ning Xi and Bai Xia almost simultaneously denied them.
"Yeah, I have been friends for so long, I still don't know what you are." Han Meng lowered his head, a little aggrieved.
A perfect score champion, there is really no need to plagiarize.
Qiao Yimo's red lips twitched lightly and his eyes were lazy. He raised his hand and patted Han Meng's head: "You'll find out later."
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Department of Performance at this time.
A small group of people stayed in the corner of the classroom, discussing Qiao Yimo.
"Mengran, I supported Qiao Yimo a few days ago, not thinking that she is such a person."
"Even Qingqing's works dare to plagiarize. Don't be too thick-skinned."
"Mengran, no wonder you hate her so much, there is a reason, I almost misunderstood you."
"This time things are so coaxed, do you think Principal Jin will expel her?"
"Who knows, after all, she is the school's signboard. After such a scandal, Qingbei University's face has been lost by her."
Listening to everyone's discussion, Meng Ran's smile deepened, "Oh, although I hate her, please don't speak ill of her behind other people's backs. Maybe it's a misunderstanding this time."
"What's the misunderstanding? The test papers are all posted. I am afraid of being told by others if I plagiarize it. It's really shameless."
"That's right, if you dare to do it, you dare to bear it. What does it mean to hide from school like a tortoise?"
"That's wrong, I came to school today, I guess I went through the withdrawal formalities."
"Mengran, don't speak for her either. This is her own sin. Let her bear it."
Meng Ran deliberately twitched the corner of her mouth and sighed, "You said, Qiao Yimo might be Qing Qing? After all, we haven't seen the real Qing Qing."
"Mengran, stop joking, Qingqing is not so young."
"That is, Qingqing has such a unique style and sophisticated writing style, how could she be a little girl."
"It's wrong. If Qiao Yimo is Qingqing, she won't have to ask for leave yesterday. It's just a guilty conscience and fear." JrNovels.com