Some things can bring people a kind of deep memory, which is directly imprinted in the depths of the soul, such as a book you read in the afternoon of summer, or a song you hear on the streets with bright lights in winter. Every time you read this book again or hear this song, no matter where you are, you will feel a sense of time on the streets in summer evening or winter night.

Just like now, Su Wan holding hands, this sunny morning in January, she thought she would be unforgettable.

The noise from the square still lingers in her ears, but it can no longer make her feel scared. Only the tide in her eyes cannot fade away. The back in front is a little blurry, but it is enough to make people feel at ease.

She likes this back that brings herself happiness and hope.

She also likes the back of her, standing in front of her like a patron saint when she needs it.

...

The two of them came to the square management office, and Siyue temporarily rented it for a day, so no one was offensive inside now. Yang Yi brewed hot tea and stuffed it into Su Wan's hand.

"Sit down, don't think too much, everything will pass after a while." Yang Yi tried to smile, then took out his cell phone and started calling: "Uncle Jiang? Well, it's me... Oh, you heard Brother Luo say it, right? Well, I just ask if I can say hello to the TV station, and pinch it first on the live broadcast, but don't leave... Oh, yes, we will handle it ourselves on the reporter's side, um, that's a trouble uncle..."

I hung up Jiang Jianmo's phone number and dialed another number I just got yesterday: "Grandpa Shen is it? It's me, Yang Yi, you are also watching the live broadcast... Do you think Xiaowan Party and I are such people? Okay, it's best that you can come here, well, let's wait."

After hanging up the phone, seeing Su Wanshou's trembling hands calmed a lot, he said warmly: "Mr. Shen is coming too soon. With your teacher here, no one can slander you."

At this moment, several people rushed in at the door of the management office. Rogo was in front and two people in police uniforms followed behind. Seeing this sweaty fat man, Yang Yiqiang's anger arose again.

"Hey, you are here too. I called Uncle Jiang just now, and the media also held back..."

"What about Su Wan? What's going on with Su Wan?" Yang Yi interrupted him and tried his best to control his emotions: "So many people who make trouble and reporters who cause trouble, why not protect her first?"

"It's too sudden. Isn't this necessary to ensure the crisis public relations first... Alas, I was negligent. Xiao Su, don't be angry with me." Rogo wanted to defend himself, but when he saw the rippling water vapor still in the corner of Su Wan's eyes, he sighed and reviewed with a broken face.

Yang didn't speak for a long time. After looking at the two policemen next to him, he still curbed his temper and nodded to them: "Hello, two, who are you?"

The two of them watched by the side for a long time and had been amazed by Yang Yi's words and deeds. Rogo and the others knew each other and were related to each other. They knew the identity of this fat man. Now a half-year-old student almost pointed at the fat man's nose and started scolding him. Rogo had to smile and revenge, but he was a little funny no matter how he looked.

"I am Wang Gang from the Public Security Management Detachment of the Municipal Bureau. This is Qu Yang from the Technical Appraisal Department. Mr. Luo from Siyue has just reported the case that someone maliciously slandered and disrupted social security, so we rushed over... This little classmate, are you?" The policeman who asked the question had a good relationship with Rogo. Seeing that the fat man had a strange attitude, he was very polite when he asked.

Even if Yang Yi was angry, he could not speak to the policeman who came to investigate the case. He smiled and said, "Hello, Officer Wang, my name is Yang Yi, I am... considered the contracted author of Siyue."

The contracted author? Just now, he had so many things involved in the little female painter next to him. After a while, another contracted writer was added? Does Fatty Luo open a publishing house or a youth activity center?

The Inspector Wang wanted to ask something, but Rogo next to him couldn't wait, so he stepped forward and said, "This is my master, Siyue's little master! Lao Wang, don't worry about this, come up with an idea first, how can I wash the dirty water?"

Wang Gang shook his head: "You can't even get anxious about this matter. We have controlled the person who caused trouble, but now they are not considered suspects. If you want to talk seriously, he is the plaintiff..."

Rogo immediately became anxious: "Old Wang, what do you mean!"

"Look at you." Wang Gang rolled his eyelids: "If I don't find out this, how can I feel embarrassed to meet Mr. Luo! But now, the first thing I have made my own claim and also certified that you are the defendants of copyright infringement. Even if I want to help you, I have to follow the legal procedures."

"no!"

A sentence attracted everyone's attention. Wang Gang frowned and was about to speak, but Yang Yi continued to explain: "Even if this person can be found out that this person was maliciously slandered, the negative impact of this incident today has spread, and it is inevitable that he will give people the bad impression of preconceived ideas! So it can only be solved today!"

Then he turned to Wang Gang: "Officer Wang, the person who caused trouble did not seem to have taken the initiative to report the case, nor did he file a lawsuit with the judicial authorities?"

"yes."

"In this case, we don't ask for an investigation, but we can solve it ourselves and him?"

After hearing this, Wang Gang looked at Rogo with some embarrassment, not knowing whether he should agree.

"Xiao Yi, are you sure?" Rogo looked at Yang Yi hesitantly.

Yang Yi took a deep breath: "There is no guarantee of being whitewashed at one time, but you can't let those readers leave here with doubts today, right? Oh, by the way, I'll ask Officer Qu to help with the test and identification later."

The young technical detective policeman next to him nodded and smiled, but he didn't say much.

"What, I'm done!" Rogo slapped the table hard. Today, he suffered a lot of losses. If he didn't get the venue back in class, the fat man would probably not eat well and not have good sleep. What's more, just like Yang Yisu said, if the readers and media present today were not given an explanation, Siyue's reputation would definitely be greatly hit.

As he was talking, Rogo's assistant trotted in, with an unexpected surprise on his face: "Mr. Luo, Mr. Shen, is old, and he is outside and says he wants to meet Mr. Yang and Miss Su."

Rogo immediately slapped the table and stood up. Wang Gang and Qu Yang exchanged a glance - Mr. Yang?

...

After the discussion, the group returned to the venue. Yang and Su Wan first supported Shen Songzhi. Some of the reporters and audiences who were unwilling to give up because the senior executives of Siyue left the venue, suddenly burst out when they saw that the person was back.

After the man who claimed to have plagiarized the plagiarism came to the rostrum accompanied by two policemen, the scene was like a rainstorm on the lake, and countless hot discussions were like vibrating wave sources, sweeping in every part of the crowd.

"What is this? Confrontation in court?"

"Hey, today is an eye-opener!"

"Everyone is quiet! Listen to the people above!"

Looking at the dark heads below and various gazes, Su Wan closed her eyes dizzyly. This was because of her indifferent personality. If other girls were replaced, they would probably not have the courage to appear on stage for the second time.

Feeling Su Wan's nervousness, Yang Yi next to him held her hand again below. What he thought was the moment when this girl gritted her teeth and took on all the infamy when she thought she was unable to escape.

So hold it firmly.

Feeling the warmth coming from his hands, Su Wan stared at Yang Yi in a daze. This boy with a delicate and gentle facial contour was smiling at her. His smile was more peaceful and peaceful than sunlight. The worry and fear in his heart, fear of slander and ridicule, gradually melted in this smile.

The hand you hold will not let go, even if there is no red line of fate or a ring of oath on the trembling fingers.

...

The emcee on the court then temporarily worked as the host of the focus interview part-time. His ability to adapt was obviously good. A few words not only aroused everyone's appetite, but also calmed the noise of the crowd. Even the reporters who were rushing to hand in the microphone at the beginning sat down and watched the changes.

However, before the on-site confrontation began, an old man sitting in the center of the rostrum picked up the microphone: "I'll say a few words here. Su Wan, the author of the "Yunhuang" comic, is my last student. I believe she will not do anything like plagiarism... Even if the matter is revealed later, it is indeed her fault, and I will bear this responsibility."

Shen Songzhi immediately fell in love with this little girl after seeing Su Wan yesterday. Although she looked so careless, after seeing her roomful of calligraphy and paintings, the fiery light bursting in her eyes deeply touched the old man.

How could such a girl who loves painting so much and is so inhumane, she can do something plagiarized!

To take a step back, if Su Wan really made a mistake on the road of life, Shen Songzhi felt that he would be more obliged to guide her back to the right path.

It is said that good teachers are hard to find, but a talented and persevering disciple is also rare to see.

When the old man said that resoundingly, many people who recognized the old man, mostly journalists, couldn't help but get uproar. Unexpectedly, this little girl had such a background identity.

However, there were also guys who had a slight relationship with Shen Song and said, "Who does this old man think he is? He said he didn't copy it, but he didn't copy it? This butt is too crooked!"

Then it immediately attracted a group of strange eyes: "Some people really only last for a lifetime, this old man is Shen Songzhi!"

After Shen Songzhi's name was spread by people who knew the knowledge, the public opinion in the field gradually returned to the direction that was beneficial to Su Wan and Siyue. Many students who had originally cast doubtful eyes on Su Wan because of disappointment also stretched their necks to look forward to it.

...

When Yang Yi decided to confront him on the spot, the Yuezhou TV station where Jiang Jianmo greeted him had resumed the live broadcast. In a club, two men were trapped in a soft leather sofa, looking at the old man on the screen with a gloomy face.

"I'm old but not dead, I'm a thief! I didn't expect that little girl would have such luck!"

"So what about Chen Songzhi? You don't know that Gao Dexi can stand out, even if the criminal police team comes, they may not be able to make a name for themselves, let alone these small things." The person who spoke was Jia Liping.

"You're so sure? What if someone calls his son to investigate?"

Jia Liping smiled and stared at a reborn person who was swaying by the screen. He gritted his teeth and said, "Besides drawing, his son is just a genuine idiot in other aspects. What can he ask... I didn't expect that I was sent to such a place and could meet such an idiot genius. Is it true that God is helping me!"
Chapter completed!