After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God - Chapter 854
Chapter 854: The Reputation of Plagiarism Spreading Far, A Grand Celebration (1)
The directors no longer wanted any involvement with the Ji family.
This time, attending the International Youth Cultural Exhibition in Glenn, although the other guests did not recognize him, many foreigners frequently looked his way because he was also from the Great Xia Empire.
Director Mou only felt that he had lost all face!
The International Art Association hosted this first International Youth Cultural Exhibition.
Placing the original work and the plagiarized piece side by side must have been the association’s decision.
With such a major blunder, Ji Qingwei became infamous in the art circle.
Her future was directly ruined!
It was beyond salvation, and Director Mou had no interest in wasting time on a plagiarist.
Ji Longtai’s smile froze, confirming he hadn’t misheard, and he became somewhat angry. “Director Mou, what do you mean by this?”
“What do I mean?” Director Mou sneered again. “I should be asking what the Ji family means!”
After that, he ignored Ji Longtai and left with Director Luo.
Being questioned in front of others made Ji Longtai both embarrassed and angry.
“Longtai, let’s go inside and have a look,” Madam Ji comforted, “maybe Director Mou misunderstood something.”
“Sorry for what just happened.” Ji Longtai smiled again, “Please, everyone.”
The others exchanged glances, nodded, and followed the Ji couple inside.
There were quite a few people inside, all gathered around the central display case.
Some were taking photos, others explaining.
“Is this Miss Qingwei’s embroidery?” Someone laughed, “Such a beautiful piece of work, ‘Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains’ depicting Great Xia, it’s time to let these Western Continent people see our Great Xia’s cultural treasures.”
Madam Ji’s eyes widened, and she opened her mouth. “No, this…”
This was not Ji Qingwei’s Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains!
Ji Qingwei’s piece was personally delivered to Master Zhuang by her; she knew exactly what it looked like.
Before she could finish, a voice rang out, “What author Ji Qingwei, it’s more like a plagiarist!”
The words were in Chinese.
The speaker was a young artist, who didn’t seem to be from the Great Xia.
He loved embroidery immensely and naturally had no tolerance for plagiarists.
This remark shocked Madam Ji.
Ji Longtai and the others then noticed another piece of embroidery under the glass display case.
Ji Longtai was stunned. “This…”
Nearby, a teacher pointed at Ji Qingwei’s “Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains,” seriously educating the students about how significant plagiarism is in the art world.
“Did everyone remember? We must not learn from this Ji Qingwei.” The female teacher said, “Her plagiarism is despicable. We must protect originality and create our own styles. Even if we don’t win awards, it’s still ours. Plagiarism is stealing others’ achievements, but originality never dies.”
The young students nodded.
Madam Ji then understood what Director Mou’s earlier words meant.
She almost fainted.
Especially since many guests around were discussing, “Ji Qingwei” had become famous, but through plagiarism.
Ji Longtai was even more shocked. “What on earth is going on?!”
How did it become plagiarism?
Where did the original come from?
“Longtai, I have something to do, I have to go now.” Someone broke the silence. “I won’t go with you.”
Following this, others also spoke up, “I have something to do too…”
“Yes, yes, my wife is a fan of Yun Lan, I need to go to the memorial hall to take some photos, I’m leaving.”
In the blink of an eye, all the people Ji Longtai had invited were gone.
Madam Ji’s lips trembled, her face pale. “Longtai, let’s go, let’s leave…”
She couldn’t stay here any longer.
The guests coming in were all talking about how shameless and disgraceful Ji Qingwei was.
Ji Longtai’s hands also started shaking.
He wanted to go forward and take Ji Qingwei’s embroidery, but there were many security guards around, and he had no chance, only able to watch as other guests took photos.
It’s over!
These two words were all that remained in Ji Longtai’s mind.
At this time, Master Zhuang had the same thought.
He went to find the head of the International Art Association, but unexpectedly, he was scolded harshly.
“Zhuang, you’re really something.” The chairman said coldly, “Bringing a plagiarized work to compete, hoping to muddy the waters and win an award? If it weren’t for Gu Huiyan bringing the original, I would have been deceived by you.”
