Chapter 594: Enough is enough for you!

Mo Yichen did not speak, and Lian Xue was still chattering: "There are these judges, it is too much, regardless of the original author's mood, let a plagiarist get the first place, it is a laugh!"
"If it is passed out, how embarrassing the emperor inheritance will be!"
What is arrogance and favor, Lian Xue is like this.
She is loved by her brother Lian Hao, and she is also held as a little princess among her elder brothers. Mo Yichen is not salty or indifferent to her, but apart from preventing her from approaching this matter, he has always treated her. excellent.
She believed that after this incident, Mo Yichen must have seen Han Jinchu thoroughly, and felt that she was extremely disgusting, and would never have any contact with her again!
Han Jinchu's face turned pale, she held her hands tightly, shaking and could not say a word.
Lian Xue saw Mo Yichen come out to stand up for herself, and she was very proud of her, and she was still aggressive towards Han Jinchu: "Han Jinchu, don't think that if you steal my creativity, you can fly on a branch and become a phoenix! Like a sparrow like you, you will be obedient It’s good to be in your world! Why caterpillars turn into butterflies, don’t laugh! The ugly duckling is the ugly duckling, you really think you can become a white swan!"
"Big Brother Yi Chen, look at her, this kind of girl is like a white lotus, pretending to be elegant, in fact, it is filthy! I am not rare to be the first place in this kind of competition, but I can't let this kind of person insult. Everyone’s IQ."
Mo Yichen suddenly picked up the microphone and said coldly to Lian Xue, "Suffice it to stop you!"
Everyone heard it, and there was no sound for a while...
Lian Xue's eyes widened in disbelief, and it took a long time to react: "Brother Yi Chen, you...what did you say?"
Mo Yichen said coldly: "I watched Han Jinchu paint this painting. I don't remember that I was your model."
Han Jinchu looked at Mo Yichen in surprise, as if he couldn't believe that he was here to speak for himself...
In fact, at the time, she didn't show him the painting...
He... did he choose to believe her?
When everyone had doubts about her, when she couldn't argue with her...
"!!!" Lian Xue's face was white, he just exposed her without mercy! On the huge stage, in front of so many people! He exposed her! "you……"
"Han Jinchu is the well-deserved number one. Don't think that if you take someone else's work, you can pretend that it is yours. What does not belong to you will never belong to you."
There was an uproar off the court! !
Just now Lian Xue asked Han Jinchu to show evidence. Han Jinchu could not get it, so she was silent, but now, Mo Yichen actually testified for her on the spot. He watched Han Jinchu paint the painting. That is not to say directly, Han Jinchu is. The original author!
Moreover, this sentence is simply too direct, and even no affection is left to Lian Xue.
What a shame! !
"Big Brother Yi Chen..." Lian Xue looked at Mo Yichen in disbelief, and his tears crackled.
She knew he was cruel, but she didn't expect him to be so cruel.
After so many years of friendship, she chased him all the way, feeling that she was the closest person to him.
She thought he would always be her.
But the reality slapped her severely! !
"You can do everything for Han Jinchu... Why do you tell such a lie? Why did she plagiarize my work, and you have to stand up for her!"
At this time, she was still so stubborn.
Mo Yichen looked at Lian Xue faintly, ignored her tears and accusations, and simply said: "Then I ask you, where did the inspiration for your painting come from?"
"..." Lian Xue was stunned.
She... how would she know, where did the inspiration for this painting come from?
Did Mo Yichen know that she was not the original author?
Even so, he can't expose her face to face! !
Lian Xue felt a more shameful feeling than taking other people's works, and it came to life.
That is, her brother Yi Chen is standing by Han Jinchu's side! !
Mo Yichen's handsome face showed a sneer-like expression, his eyebrows were curved in a beautiful arc, and his words were extremely cold: "You don't know? But Han Jinchu knows, do you want her to tell you?"
"..." Lian Xue was stunned, forgetting to shed tears.
He just said a few words indifferently, but Lian Xue felt that she was slapped severely by Mo Yichen, which was worse than pushing her to hell.
"Han Jinchu, you say!" Mo Yichen ignored Lian Xue, but looked at Han Jinchu who didn't say a word.
Han Jinchu's face was pale, and Lian Xue seemed to be very bad. Anyone who says this to his face will definitely be emotionally broken, right? What's more, Lian Xue still likes him so much...
She held her picture album tightly, and was speechless.
"Say!" Mo Yichen said faintly, ringing in her ears.
Han Jinchu's body shook slightly.
He is here for her, and she can't live up to his kindness.
This is her dream. She wants to defend her dream. She cannot be called plagiarism. Obviously, that is her work...
Lian Xue framed her, she can't... can't let her frame herself!
Han Jinchu thought of this, and finally found his voice, and said into the microphone: "This painting is inspired by a song, and the name of this song is "The Remaining Summer"."
Lian Xue stepped back inexplicably, only to feel that he was struck by lightning...!
She doesn't know the source of this painting, but Han Jinchu knows, and the answer is ready to come out, even Xue can't keep it from...
"I've heard this song! There are indeed similar scenes!!" Someone in the audience began to speak.
Facts have proved that even Xue did embezzle other people's works, she didn't even know the source of the inspiration, and insisted that others had plagiarized her, it was too much!
The audience in the audience couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted to Lian Xue:
"Go down quickly, you are not ashamed."
"Yes, who can't tell that you are a plagiarist."
"That is, I have the ability to take out all the manuscripts and air them."
Lian Xue was accused by so many people in the audience, and felt that her self-esteem had been severely humiliated, so she dropped the microphone and ran away.
And what she felt most sad was that Mo Yichen not only failed to help her, but also stood opposite her and helped her ‘enemy’. This feeling was worse than death! !
A farce finally ended, Han Jinchu won the championship.
The competition is over, Han Jinchu is still holding a picture album.
People are almost gone...
When Han Jinchu came out, he found that Mo Yichen was still standing outside...
He half leaned against the white wall, his hands lazily tucked in his pockets, earphones in his ears, obviously casual, but he made her feel that he was full of light.
Like a star, so bright.
He heard the abrupt cessation of footsteps and looked up at her.
She held the picture album tightly and took a step towards him