Chapter 137
“What?!” Zhang Bingsheng’s eyebrows twisted into a twist, and he looked at Jojo in disbelief.
The awareness of copyright is gradually awakening, and the public has almost zero tolerance for plagiarism and other acts that do not respect originality.
If the winner of the competition plagiarizes, as the organizer, he will be shamed.
Jojo’s fingers hanging on the skirt side were tightly curled, and she smiled with confusion and speechlessness: “This sister, do you know what you are talking about? You are also an adult. It is possible to convict people for slandering in public…”
Mary Kinson’s beautiful eyes overflowed with a layer of cold frost and interrupted her words: “So you don’t admit plagiarism.”
“Do I need to copy? Is there someone better than me?”Jojo cocked her head and confidently retorted.
Hearing this, the people who were going to help her get ahead began to stir again.
“Yes, the contestants who came to the competition today are not above her at all. Is it necessary for her to copy it?”
“Did you know that Miss Jojo was Jane Jiu’s apprentice?”
Mary Kinson, gently stirred up her brow: “Oh? Are you an apprentice of Jane Jiu?”
She doesn’t know anything about it.
Everyone thought that she was surprised by Jojo’s strength and laughed and ridiculed: “Yes, so do you still insist that Jojo is plagiarized now?”
When it comes to the name of Jane Jiu’s apprentice, most people begin to stand on Jojo.
Jojo’s eyes glowed with pride: “Yes, Jane Jiu is my master, so don’t ruin my reputation, let alone disgrace my master’s reputation.”
Mary Kinson’s fox’s eyes are slightly drooping, and the bottom of her eyes is cold : “You have the name of Jane Jiu’s apprentice, and even if you are popular here, you still plagiarize, but you don’t have the courage to be responsible.”
Her aura is particularly cold, and speaks quickly, which makes Jojo feel crushed inexplicably.
Jojo’s eyebrows closed unconsciously, and she said irritably: “You keep saying that I plagiarized, but who did I plagiarize? You give me evidence before talking!”
Everyone’s eyes fell on Mary Kinson.
She frosted at the bottom of her cold eyes and smiled coldly: “OK, as you wish.”
“First of all, I’ll tell you that the foreshadowing you laid is that a bearer is a man, but the man is not here to retain her, but to give her everything so that she can stop worrying. Then she went abroad for further study, but she met the second man on the plane. The plot of the second part actually revolves around the second man and the heroine, which is a novel set hiding the male master. ”
zhang director clearly thought what she said is right.
All the contestants’ scripts are confidential, and only he has read them all.
If the lady in front of us is not peeking, then Jojo is probably plagiarized.
When Jojo saw Zhang Bingsheng’s slightly questioning eyes, she couldn’t help but get angry and stared at him fiercely: “You don’t think I copied it, do you? My master is Jane jiu! Jane jiu!”
She slowly rolled her eyes, held her arms in both hands, and sneered: “This sister, why do I think you are so loud? It turned out that you peeked at my script!”
Mary Kinson’s patience has reached the extreme: “I didn’t expect that you are still stubborn!”
They heard the voice-over, and their eyes were complicated. Maybe, she still has a card?
Jojo’s heart quietly drummed, and she secretly clenched her fist to appease herself.
Impossible, those plots are based on the small scripts of Jane Jiu’s early years , which are not exposed, and no one can know!
She straightened her neck and tears in her eyes: “No matter what you say, I didn’t copy it!”C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.
Zhang Bingsheng took a step forward, protected her behind, and looked at Mary Kinson with hostility: “At the scene, you gave Miss Jojo an unwarranted crime, which had a great impact on her reputation! Anyway, I hope things will end here. Please go out now…”
Mary Kinson also took a step forward, and there was a cold chill in the whole person as if someone had just come from an extremely cold place: “Are you sheltering plagiarists?”
Zhang Bingsheng is very upset. He wants to run a script contest well, but if it goes on, the contest will deteriorate, and everyone’s attention will rise to whether Jojo plagiarized.
This is not what he wants!
“I can use my personality to guarantee that Miss Jojo will not copy, so no matter who you are, please leave here now. Otherwise, I will ask the security guard…”
Mary Kinson doesn’t like to interrupt others, which is too impolite, but what Zhang Bingsheng said is too arbitrary. She said bluntly: “Jojo copied my story.”
Jojo put down her heart in an instant, and there was irony in her eyes. It seems that this lady is talking nonsense!
Pretending to be Jane Nine, and she deserves it?
Jojo gently pushed Zhang Bingsheng away in front of him, stared straight at Mary Kinson, and looked with indifference: “Then you can make it clear, what is the intention and inspiration of this novel?”
Mary Kinson spoke calmly: “The prototype of this plot is a story around a grandmother I know. Her granddaughter is a disabled person. She has been living in the house for the first half of her life and dares not go out. The whole life is gloomy. Because she met a sunny man, she bravely took a step in her life and came out of the room. At this time, her inner struggle was both real and long… ”
She talked without a trace of jamming in her voice.
After that, she lifted her eyes, and there were a few obvious provocations hanging from the corner of her eye: “Do you know that this plot has a prototype?”
Jojo swallowed saliva and stared at her with some trance.
“Since you copied this story, it shows that you also think this story is very good, so let you meet the prototype.”
Mary Kinson’s eyes fell on Whit Ben’s shocked face, and she spoke slowly: “According to the time, they are almost here. You go out and pick them up.”
Whit Ben was surprised: “When did you call someone?”
Mary Kinson frowned and didn’t open her mouth.
When Whit Ben saw it, he turned and went out. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a bunch of reporters waiting outside.
Among them, there is a girl in a wheelchair. Dressed neatly, although the appearance is not beautiful, it is also clean and natural, giving people a very comfortable feeling.
Looking at the temperament, he knew that this was the inspiration Mary Kinson wanted to invite.
Whit Ben led their family in.
The woman in a wheelchair swept the crowd and landed on Mary Kinson standing in front of the stage. She instantly raised her smile: “Miss Kinson, long time no see.”
Mary Kinson came out of the crowd, stepped forward to take a pulse, and looked relaxed after checking her body.
“Well, long time no see, your health is much better.”
“Yes, thanks to you.” Liu Jing stretched out her hand and held Mary Kinson’s hand, showing sincere gratitude in his eyes.
When Mary Kinson saved her life, they gradually approached during the treatment. When Mary Kinson learned of her stories, she wrote them down at will and wrote a plot.