The lucky man is the one who has no offspring, and the pregnant waist is spoiled like crazy

As soon as the words fell, the whole hall fell into an eerie silence, and the award presenter on the stage felt like needles were pricking his back, wishing he could disappear instantly.

Jiang Zheng didn't struggle and just admitted it directly?

The organizer picked up the microphone and said hesitantly, "So Miss Jiang admits that she plagiarized this classmate?"

"Copy her?" Jiang Zheng suddenly laughed softly, "She doesn't deserve it!"

The disdain in Jiang Zheng's eyes deeply hurt Li Jing, causing the rage and resentment she had suppressed in her heart to burst out at this moment. "Jiang Zheng, what do you mean? Do you look down on me?"

"Yes! I look down on you." Jiang Zheng admitted generously, "Let me ask you, as a designer, why should I look up to someone who copied me in the past? And why should I look up to someone who slanders me now? You copied my work for a job, and now you are standing here slandering me with empty words. Why do you think you should be respected?"

Li Jing wanted to make some explanation, but was silenced by the aura emanating from Jiang Zheng.

The organizer was also confused by Jiang Zheng, but because Jiang Zheng was Fu Tingyuan's wife, they did not dare to provoke her, so they had to smile and ask, "So did Miss Jiang plagiarize or not?"

This is really confusing.

"No hurry." Jiang Zheng said calmly. She looked at the time mark on the corner of the album in Li Jing's hand and asked, "You said you painted this picture a year ago?"

Li Jing didn't know what Jiang Zheng wanted to do, but she subconsciously straightened her back when she looked at the thing in her hand. "Yes! The time is written on it. September 2023, 9, which is exactly when I created it."

"You should have just started your sophomore year at this time last year, right?" Li Jing was expelled from school and had to wait another two years to take the college entrance exam again. "Is there anyone who can testify that you completed this painting independently?"

As soon as Jiang Zheng finished speaking, everyone's eyes were focused on Li Jing, waiting for her answer.

Li Jing avoided his gaze and hesitated for a long time but couldn't explain it clearly. "I...I drew it alone, others...others don't know!"

Jiang Zheng said to herself, "As expected", then adjusted her skirt, straightened her back, walked up to the stage step by step, and stood in the center. In an instant, all eyes and light were focused on her in the center, as if thousands of stones had gathered together, layer by layer, to form a high-rise building that would never collapse, and Jiang Zheng became the sole owner of this high-rise building.

She looked down at everything from top to bottom, and said, "Then there is no evidence."

He continued, "Since you can't produce any evidence, why don't you take a look at my evidence?"

Just as Jiang Zheng finished speaking, a surveillance video suddenly appeared on the big screen behind her. The scene looked like a hospital. A woman was leaning on a hospital bed, her face was pale and her expression was downcast. Her frail body was supported by the pillow at the head of the bed to prevent herself from falling down. She was holding a pencil and a booklet in her hands, as if she was drawing something.

Suddenly, a doctor appeared on the screen, and two people were talking about something in the booklet. Although no sound could be heard, the quality of the surveillance video was very good, and it happened to capture the contents of the booklet from a special angle.

It was a painting that depicted the pendant pattern on the winning entry, and the surveillance video was taken four years ago!

"As you can see, the original inspiration for this work came from four years ago." Jiang Zheng's expression was gentle, but her words were powerful. "Four years ago, Director Chen brought me back from the brink of death. During the year I was recuperating in the hospital, I drew the original idea for this work. The surveillance is the physical evidence, and Director Chen and the nurses who have seen this painting are my witnesses!"

"Indeed!" A slightly old voice sounded slowly in the crowd. Dean Chen stood up slowly from the back. Although he looked a little older, he could still recognize that the man in front of him was the doctor who appeared in the surveillance video. "Miss Jiang had just returned from the gates of hell and was depressed. One day, she suddenly wanted a pen and a picture album, so I bought them for her. I saw her draw this picture with my own eyes, and the nurse who accompanied her also saw it at the time. We can all prove that this picture was drawn by Jiang Zheng four years ago!"

Jiang Zheng smiled and bowed to Dean Chen to express her gratitude.

She looked at the pale-faced Li Jing below the stage and suddenly asked, "Do you... have anything else to say?"

With both witnesses and physical evidence in hand, Li Jing had nothing to say. It was a proven fact that she had slandered Jiang Zheng.

All those present today are dignitaries. If this gets out, she will no longer be able to stay in the design industry. Not only will she be expelled from the design institute again, but she will also have the stain of slandering others and will never have a chance to work in design again in her life.

She suddenly felt a little regretful, regretting why she was greedy for temporary benefits and ruined the rest of her life.

Li Jing suddenly looked at Huang Zixin and gave her a look for help.

Although he didn't say anything, his meaning was obvious.

[You made me do this, you can't just ignore me! ]

Huang Zixin pretended not to see Li Jing's pleading eyes. When he met Fu Tingyuan's dark eyes, cold sweat broke out on his back.

Although she didn't directly point fingers at anyone, no one here is a fool. Her words were clearly adding fuel to the fire. Brother Tingyuan will not let her go!

Jiang Zheng saw all of this, and she did not sympathize with Li Jing at all, because to sympathize with such a person would be to stab in the back countless hard-working and helpless designers, and to stab herself who had worked hard to prove her innocence!

Jiang Zheng clearly won this round, but considering what she just said, the organizer still asked, "Since Miss Jiang's work is original, why do you say it's not entirely hers?"

Jiang Zheng smiled and was about to speak, but Fu Tingyuan in the audience spoke first, "... because of me."

Fu Tingyuan stood up, walked onto the stage and stopped in front of the work. He suddenly reached out and touched the pendant on the necklace, with a look of nostalgia on his face.

Jiang Zheng knew that he remembered.

"A Zheng, can it be taken down?" Fu Tingyuan suddenly asked.

Jiang Zheng smiled and nodded, "Of course, because... it was originally given to you."

The corners of Fu Tingyuan's lips suddenly curled up. He put on gloves and pinched the pendant, then took it off with a little force. He used the beam of light to cast the shadow of the pendant on the blank space behind him. Fu Tingyuan turned slightly, and the originally irregular shape became a pictograph of "water" at a special angle.

The design style of this work is bold but carries an inexplicable sense of confusion. The necklace has an irregularly shaped pendant. When Fu Tingyuan first saw it, he felt that it looked familiar, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it seemed familiar.

It was not until the surveillance video came out that a special angle allowed Fu Tingyuan to see the secret hidden in the pendant, the secret they had agreed on many years ago.

This secret is about...Fu Tingyuan.