NFBE Chapter 639: Plagiarism
Chapter 639: Plagiarism
Biscuit, who has regained his human form, squatted beside the sofa in the space.
A cute face of a four or five-year-old baby, with pursed lips and big round eyes looking at Su Xi's spirit body in the space.
With a sigh, the spirit body walked straight to the sofa, bent down, and lifted up the small system with one hand so that it was at eye level with itself.
Meeting Su Xi's gaze, Little Biscuit swallowed his fake saliva.
He flapped his short legs and let his body sway slowly, once, twice.
As she got closer and closer to Su Xi, her white and tender little hands stretched out and reached forward to wrap around the spirit's neck, and her chubby little face pressed against the spirit's cheek, rubbing against it.
Biscuit: It’s okay, it’s okay, Xixi is the most susceptible to this. If Xixi doesn’t help it, then Lord Tiandao will find out and it will be blown up.
"Sometimes I really want to tear you apart." Su Xi held the small system back in his arms and sat on the sofa.
"Next Monday, I will go out of the system space to work."
As soon as he finished speaking, his spirit body lost its spirit in an instant and sat on the sofa motionless.
Biscuit rolled off the sofa skillfully and patted his chest.
Fortunately, I escaped.
Su Xi on the other side was also helpless. He felt that he had lost all his face. These high-level systems knew his happiness timetable.
It’s okay, it’s okay, life, um, the life of a god is not short, she is eternal...
[Little Biscuit, help me check the private phone number of that boy Frost. ]
Su Xi knew that the number Frost gave her last time was not his usual number, but a number that only she knew, or the person who knew it before was no longer alive.
[Guaranteed to complete the task, the number has been found. 】
After putting on makeup, Su Xi sent a message to Flos using a fake IP.
"Take Landric to 729 Hester Road. There is something of interest to you there."
[Xixi? What are you doing? ]
【Confuse the enemy.】
The moment he felt the vibration of his phone, excitement flashed in Frost's eyes.
But after seeing the news, panic flashed across his eyes for a moment, and murderous intent spread, mixed with interest.
Who is it that could have found his number, knows him and Landrico, and knows what they are doing recently?
"Landric, someone sent me a message on 'F'. Screenshot jpg."
"Okay, got it. I'll be there soon..." He tapped his fingers on his leg, as if thinking about something.
"Heh, then I'll wait for you~ Landric..."
[Xixi, Frost has sent a message to Landrico. Landrico promised to go over now.]
【But why hasn't he moved yet? Five minutes have passed. 】
Su Xi lowered his eyes. Ah, it’s true that smart people are the most annoying. They’re really a headache.
Su Xi, who didn't like to use his brain, sighed inwardly countless times.
On the stage, models wearing costumes with unique characteristics from various countries were showing off.
The clothing of Xiaorizi Kingdom is polarized, one is an improved version of the classic kimono, and the other is their characteristic dress.
The judges were also composed of juries from various countries. The Chinese judges felt a black screen and a buzzing in their heads when they looked at the strange costumes.
The pale face and bright red lines made the Chinese judges feel depressed.
A spooky breath came from the soles of my feet.
"Oh my, how many models are there in this country? My old cold legs can't take it anymore."
One of them shivered and moved closer to the Chinese judge next to him.
"It's still early. The ten contestants have come up with a lot of ideas. This time, the number of participants is limited, not the number of entries. Shouldn't they seize the opportunity?"
"Legs oh legs oh, I'm so sorry, just bear with it for a while."
On the other side, the judges from countries M and Y looked at the approaching models with focused eyes and nodded from time to time.
But the smile in his eyes and the slightly raised corners of his mouth made him look like a powerful official in a high position looking at a funny clown.
"Some of the clothes in Country R are pretty good, don't you think?"
“That’s really great progress, hahahaha.”
“Are some of the models in Country R a little tall?”
“Well, they wore certain shoes.”
The costumes of the Korean country are extremely similar to those of many dynasties in China, and when drawing lots, China was drawn to walk the runway in front of it.
They were very happy about this.
"Ah, some people copied our clothes and refused to admit it, saying that their country has a long history, but it's not as good as ours. Oh, God bless them, and they were behind us in the lottery order. Do you think they will be convicted of plagiarism? There is really a difference between fathers and sons. We slapped them in the face. So cool."
"Senior, stop talking." The designer who was traveling with him came out and pulled him back. This is Country M. It would be fine if they made trouble in China, but they couldn't make trouble in Country M.
"Don't say that, or else people will accuse us of plagiarism. How scary~" another designer from Korea sneered.
"There are always grandchildren who want to be grandfathers." A designer next to Su Xi was so angry that he laughed.
"Pfft."
"You're good at putting the blame on someone else. Don't you know who was the king and who was the minister thousands of years ago?" A straightforward Chinese model retorted directly.
"Oh my, did I tell you? Are you so anxious? Are you feeling guilty?" The oldest designer in the Korean country looked at everyone and gave a provocative smile.
"If you're not smart, you'll donate it. Oh, you don't have that. You're the second to last, and we're the last to walk the runway. The one walking behind you isn't us, it's a ghost? A man is chattering away, a noisy old man."
Su Xi glanced at him indifferently and rolled his eyes.
"Is this how you Chinese treat your seniors? You're a country of etiquette, but everything you say is fake."
"Rules? Who are you to set rules for me? If a son doesn't call his father to account, then it's your fault. You bite a dog and it's your fault. You don't understand? The Three Character Classic is for children to read. You don't need to read it. You are hopeless. In the end, my behavior is my personal quality, not the country's."
"How old are the designers here? How old are you? You use your weakness to wander around and show off your seniority. You don't have enough talent but you want to do that senior literature. Your face is thicker than a city wall. No wonder you look so old, huh?"
"Pfft, hahaha. This is called ugly people causing trouble. Just shut up and don't bring shame to your country anymore." Chinese designers are very united in their external relations.
"Don't try to reason with him. He might not understand at all. You have to force him to understand history even though he knows it. What's more, he can't understand it with his IQ."
When the man heard this, even though he didn't quite understand what was said, he knew that the other party was making fun of him, and his face turned red instantly.
"You still don't admit to plagiarism. Is this a Chinese element? You even stole the Hanfu you often wear from us. I really want to vomit. You have no shame."
"Senior, it's our turn soon. Let's get ready and don't bother with them." A girl pulled the man and gave him a way out.
It is obvious that all Chinese people are united in front. If they really start a quarrel, they may not win. Besides, the consequences of a quarrel here will be disastrous.
They will have plenty of time to retaliate later, and they will start with the model who wears clothes similar to theirs.
"Hmph." The older designer walked down the stairs and left, secretly cursing the group of people behind him for not having any one stand up to help him.