tkworld Chapter 118 Showing the Fox's Tail
Chapter 118 Showing the Fox's Tail
Chapter 118 Showing the Fox's Tail
Chapter 118 Showing the Fox's Tail
"I respect that you are a senior, but you can't talk nonsense. I have all the evidence here, which can prove that he copied me."
Lu Shuihan poked his neck and said.
Fortunately, before he came, he had already bought the waiter. As long as the waiter stood up to help as a witness, Mo Fan's plagiarism of his work was a certainty, and he could not deny it.
He called the previous waiter directly, and the two of them checked their lines before going on stage.
"Tell them, what did you see that day?"
Lu Shuihan stood beside him swornly.
The waiter's eyes dodged, but when he thought of the extra money in his pocket, he started talking nonsense with his eyes open.
As long as you can get the money, you can't kill someone with a few lies.
"The other day I saw that after this gentleman went in, he started to watch your work non-stop. At that time, I thought he went to the wrong room, and this gentleman stayed for a while before leaving."
Three points are truth, seven points are lies, half truths and half lies, but it is not so clear.
This cleaning aunt looks like the honest kind.
Many people were willing to believe what he said, but Mo Fan was somehow blamed for plagiarism.
There was a lot of discussion below, and before they understood the truth of the matter, they only wanted to believe what they heard.
Master Shanhai took the lead in ridiculing, thinking that Mo Fan was a disgrace.
"If you don't have the talent of a designer, you shouldn't join in the fun of this industry and still feel confident plagiarizing other people's works. Are young people today so shameless?"
This group of people didn't know how to appreciate his fairy-like ancient dress.
On the contrary, he has a soft spot for plagiarized works. A group of people who follow others is not worthy of his design at all.
Hearing what he said, Lu Shuihan felt more confident.
Putting myself in the victim's position, I began to tell everyone about my suffering.
"In the past few years, I have been researching works recently, and I don't go to those disturbing parties, just want to present the best works to everyone."
While speaking, crystal clear tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
These are crocodile tears, useless and cold.
But the little girl under the stage was so moved by what he said, she burst into tears.
They didn't even know that the person who was crying to death was the instigator of this incident.
Mo Fan didn't speak, just quietly watched his performance.
He pulled a chair from the side and sat down straight away. He had never seen such a brazen person.
Participating in this competition today can be regarded as an eye-opener for him.
It turns out that a plagiarist can also say so confidently, it seems that sometimes seeing is not necessarily true.
Lu Shuihan said that he was moved.
Wiping away tears, thinking about the sadness of the past few years, no one in the family asked him, she was the only one struggling to support.
After talking for more than half an hour, the people below were already completely moved.
Mo Fan took the microphone and said something coldly.
"Are you ready to cry?"
A few simple words instantly put Lu Shuihan in an awkward position.
"As a dignified seven-foot-tall man, don't you think it's unlucky for you to be so virtuous as to cry?"
Listening to what he said, Lu Shuihan clenched his fists.
In order to make the performance more realistic, he didn't care about other things at all.
"You are a plagiarist, what right do you have to question my affairs?"
Lu Shuihan spoke convincingly, thinking that with the witness of the waiter, plagiarism could not exist.
Mo Fan no longer fretted about whether the other party had plagiarized or not. Since he dared to bring this work up, it meant that he had prepared a perfect plan, and it was meaningless to worry about such things now.
"Why don't we design a work while the big guys are here, and the loser will quit the circle of designers forever, what do you think?"
Lu Shuihan looked at the other party's playful eyes, and his heart skipped a beat. He knew the other party's true strength.
This work was plagiarized by him.
He doesn't have any inspiration in his mind, and if he plays now, there must be no doubt.
But now it's hard to ride a tiger. If he doesn't agree to compete with the opponent, it will prove that he has a guilty conscience.
If he agreed, he might not have such great confidence to make a work on site.
Just when he was hesitating, Qingshan said beside him: "Since you can't be sure who copied it, then you can compete on the spot. Are you still afraid of him?"
Qingshan is a radical method. A famous person is afraid of an unknown person. It is a ridiculous joke to say it.
"Okay, I promise."
Lu Shuihan agreed immediately.
There is a saying that the boat is naturally straight when it reaches the bridge.
The match between two people is in public, and it is impossible to cheat.
All the materials they need are selected by the company, but anything they need can be obtained by just asking.
Lu Shuihan was very particular about materials, took out his mobile phone, and kept making various requests.
It must be a fluke mentality, thinking that he has already raised these requirements, and the company will definitely not meet them.
Who knew what he wanted, within half an hour, the company took all of them.
Lu Shuihan could only bite the bullet. He is best at making cheongsams, and it is the same this time.
Mo Fan didn't plan to make a cheongsam, he just made whatever came to his mind.
This is the clothes he made. It is more perfect than last time. Whether it is the choice of materials or the stitching and collision of colors, it gives people a very shocking feeling.
In less than half an hour, his work already had a rough shape.
Two hours later, his work was presented, astonishing everyone present.
To say that he had the possibility of plagiarism before, after reading the works he presented, it is clear at a glance who plagiarized whom.
Lu Shuihan was still there, looking at the people under the stage drowsy, and some even planned to leave.
But for the final result, they stayed.
It's just that while watching the game, Mo Fan took the time to do one more thing, which was surprisingly fast.
Anyway, it's okay to be idle, and these scraps of fabric can also be spliced into clothes.
There was cold sweat on Lu Shuihan's forehead, and he didn't even dare to turn his head to look at the other party's work. Hearing the exclamation of those people under the stage, he immediately lost confidence.
After four hours of haste and haste, he finally made a finished product.
It's just that the appearance is hard to describe, and even the simplest stitching has such low-level mistakes as thread ends.
Mo Fan kept silent and made four pieces of clothing. The output alone was four times that of his.
(End of this chapter)