Pure and Virtuous Woman: The main room kills the alliance

After Yan Qingruo simply expressed her willingness to take up the post, the woman on the other end of the phone quickly threw an olive branch over.

"Our studio still needs you to bring your work for an interview. I don't know when you will be free tomorrow, so I can make an appointment to arrange an interview teacher for you." The unhurried tone makes people sound quite comfortable.

Furthermore, the job of illustration has a very different meaning to Yan Qingruo, so at this time, her face is full of joy of being recognized.

The emotions that were deliberately suppressed in order to cover up in front of Yan Nuuonuo before have completely disappeared at this moment.

Yan Nuonuo, who had been sitting on the bed all the time, listened to Yan Qingruo's words and looked at her expression of joy, and almost guessed the content of the phone call.

So the moment Yan Qingruo hung up the phone with a smile, even though Yan Qingruo hadn't said that she was invited by the illustration studio, she asked a step ahead: "Mom is going to work in the illustration studio. Yet?"

Yan Qingruo, with bright eyes, nodded with a smile, raised her hand to put on Yan Nunuuo's head, and touched it gently, "Yes, the sister from the studio called me just now, mom tomorrow I'm going to the studio for an interview, can Nuo Nuo take care of herself?"

During this period of time, Yan Nunuo's condition has indeed improved a lot, and her complexion has gradually become rosy.

But it was precisely because he was recovering that Yan Qingruo couldn't help worrying, fearing that one of her mistakes would make her condition worse.If that's the case, then she really is...

Yan Nuonuo who was answering suddenly saw Yan Qingruo in front of her, the smiling expression on her face gradually weakened, and a sad expression gradually appeared between her brows.

This made the words in his mouth pause involuntarily.

Yan Nunuuo, who pursed her lips, smiled again, raised her hand to caress Yan Qingruo's slightly wrinkled brow, and said in a comforting tone: "Nuonuo can really take care of herself, and there is a nurse sister, if there is If you can't do anything, just ask them for help."

Yan Qingruo, who was being comforted, raised her head in a daze and looked over, only to see Yan Nunuuo in front of her with her eyes bent, giving her a comforting smile.

Knowing that the emotions in her heart had been revealed, Yan Qingruo quickly covered up the look on her face, then nodded with a smile and said, "Nuonuo will get better soon, mother still has a lot of places she wants to take Nuonuo to. Take a look."

Because of Yan Nunuuo's condition, it is not suitable for long-term walking. For more than a year, Yan Qingruo stayed at home for company and convenience for taking care of him.

Although they also have illustration jobs, they have never worked in a studio, and they chose to be a freelancer. It is precisely because of this that their lives have become tight, and even the cost of reviewing surgery fees later. Can't get it all together.

But it's different now, as long as Yan Nuonuo's condition recovers completely this time, then she won't have to worry all day long, and she can take Yan Nuonuo to travel far away.

Every time she thinks of this, Yan Qingruo's mood becomes better, and in her mind, there are many plans and expectations for the lives of the two of them in the future.

Perhaps Yan Qingruo is not a competent and good mother, but she has been working hard, trying to change a little bit, and wants to become a qualified and competent mother.

The light outside the window gradually dimmed as time went by.With the transition of a late night, when the daylight came back on again, Yan Qingruo had already packed her things and headed to the studio to prepare for the interview.

Just like the voice on the phone, the woman who came to receive Yan Qingruo for the interview was also very gentle.

It was also her gentleness that completely dissipated Yan Qingruo's slight nervousness before she stepped into the studio.

Perhaps it was because of this relaxed state of mind that Yan Qingruo's interview was very successful, and soon her painting ability was recognized by the teachers in the studio, and she was directly admitted by the studio.

After receiving the news of being admitted, Yan Qingruo's expression showed great joy, she nodded her thanks to several studio teachers in front of her and said, "Thank you teachers for giving me this opportunity, I will continue to work hard. "

A man with golden eyes stepped forward and smiled at her, "We will be colleagues working together from now on, don't be so polite, Xiao Wu will tell you what you need to prepare for the post later, Yan Ruo You can come to the studio tomorrow."

"Okay, thank you teacher." Yan Qingruo said this, looked at Xiao Wu who was walking past, and then left directly behind her.

For the current Yan Qingruo, this job was indeed hard-won, so she directly chose to join the job the next day.

However, when Yan Qingruo stepped into the studio again, she felt a huge sense of regret.

Not for anything else, just because she saw in the studio, one of the people she least wanted to see, Qing Fangxue.

And the moment she stepped into the studio, she immediately caught Qing Fangxue's attention.

"Yan Qingruo?" Qing Fangxue, who was talking to the people in the studio, turned slightly ugly when she saw Yan Qingruo walking in from the side.

She frowned, and then covered up that ugly look, but the sarcasm in her tone was undisguised, "Why are you here? A plagiarist, still has the face to appear here kind of studio?"

At the moment when she saw Qing Fangxue, Yan Qingruo felt a faint sense of uneasiness deep in her heart, and now she heard her directly tell the things about the original painting, and it was still in front of everyone. Blame her, saying that she is the "copycat".

You must know that no matter what industry you are in, the word plagiarism is very serious, let alone the painting industry, which is more sensitive and more directly scrutinized.

Sure enough, after Qing Fangxue mentioned the word "plagiarism", the eyes of the whole studio were all on the two of them.

Qing Fangxue didn't seem to notice the eyes of everyone, she just smiled coldly and took two steps in Yan Qingruo's direction, then stared at her with a disdainful gaze, "What? Don’t you dare to speak if you expose your true colors?”

If she had met Qing Fangxue in another place, Yan Qing would have chosen to ignore it if she really meant it. From the bottom of her heart, she didn't want to talk to Qing Fangxue at all, let alone argue with her about the painting, after all, it came from her. In the hands, no one knows better than her who is the original creator of that painting and who is the plagiarist.

But the situation is a bit different now, because what she is facing now is the studio where she will work, and these people are the colleagues she will work with in the future.

If today she was labeled as a "plagiarist" because of Qing Fangxue's slander, and she chose not to say a word and "agree", I'm afraid that she won't be able to clean it up in the future.

Thinking like this, Yan Qingruo's expression gradually became serious and a little annoyed, "Qing Fangxue, as I said before, I drew that painting when I was studying. What evidence do you have to prove that?" I copied your painting?!"

However, Qing Fangxue regarded Yan Qingruo's words as sophistry, and continued to sneer with a sneer, "Evidence? Isn't your painting the greatest evidence? If I painted it myself, you drew it not long after it was announced." Do you really think that no one will know if you entered the competition with a picture with a very high similarity?"

Yan Qingruo, who was ridiculed by the cold words, couldn't help frowning when she heard her words.

Because of the origin of Qing Fangxue's painting, which is too similar to her painting, I also find it very strange.

Because she drew this sentence a long time ago, and it has never been made public, so Qingfangxue will not read it.

But in the same way, no matter how imagined the two people's thoughts are, it is absolutely impossible for the overlap of the paintings to be so high, so everything piled up, but it made it even more difficult for her to prove that the painting was not a plagiarism.

"Even if my talent is not high, it is absolutely impossible for me to copy this kind of behavior. On the contrary, it is you. Your previous style of painting is completely different from the style of this sentence..." However, this time, her words were still Before he could finish speaking, Qing Fangxue interrupted him sharply.

I saw that Qingfangxue's expression was obviously annoyed, "What? Yan Qingruo, do you still want to slander me, saying that the original author of that painting is you, and I still need to copy you?" Can such an obscure illustrator’s work not work?!”

Yan Qingruo didn't mind Qing Fangxue's extremely rude way of interrupting, but just opened her mouth again to explain this matter clearly. Now she wants to stay and work, not because of these things, and she lost her job.

But how could Qing Fangxue give her silence or a chance to defend herself? She was the first to speak again, humiliating Yan Qingruo with words, and completely convicted her of "plagiarism".

And with Qingfangxue's eloquence and the title of "Genius Female Painter", even if Yan Qingruo had more words to explain, if she couldn't produce evidence, it would be useless after all.

And Yan Qingruo, who was hard to say, could clearly see from the eyes of everyone, their extreme distrust and deep contempt.

With this "plagiarism" title, after Qing Fangxue had completely settled on it, Yan Qingruo, who had not yet taken her own position, got the news that she had been fired.