Song Jiawen looked up at Deng Tao, her dark pupils flashing with a hint of confusion.
Jiang Yan slapped his chopsticks onto the plate with a snap and turned his head to look at Lu Jinglong.
Knowing that Jiang Yan was not someone to be trifled with, Lu Jinglong touched his nose sheepishly and explained, "Deng Tao just came to ask Song Jiawen about something, nothing else. There's no need for everyone to be on edge as if facing a great enemy."
Deng Tao swept a glance at Lu Jinglong with the corner of her eye and cursed him as spineless in her heart.
Ignoring the others, she focused only on Song Jiawen and asked, "There's something I'm curious about, why is the work you submitted for the competition almost identical to a sketch by Master Mu? Oh, I misspoke, it should be nearly identical, because Master Mu's sketch is missing an old house."
This statement was undeniably a way of telling everyone that not only did you plagiarize, but you were clever enough to make some changes.
