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Chapter 88 Plagiarism 100%

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    "Brother, you shouldn't have dismissed Ah Fei. Now, you've come out too. My aunt also said that she has something to deal with, and she will come directly to the scene later. There are only mother and grandma in the house, and they are alone, is that okay?"  ?¡±

    "What's wrong with you? Don't talk at all. That A Fei is too hateful, and keeping him is a disaster. Jiang Keran, prepare well for me, and you will play later. If you want me to support you in applying for the Academy of Fine Arts, at least  You need to win the painting competition first, so I can pay you to complete your studies, alas, the cost of studying art is quite a lot, my wallet is hungry."

    Jiang Shunhao quickly flipped the stacks of banknotes in front of Jiang Keran, creating a wind that smelled like copper.

    "Obviously I helped my grandma ask for 100,000 yuan back. Originally, they had to leave for delivery, and I was begging for nothing. In the end, the money came to you. Grandma is partial, but I didn't see it."  How can she be nice to you when she writes anything about you in the safe? No, what went wrong?"

    Jiang Shunhao suppressed a smile, and pointed to Jiang Keran's forehead, "Because grandma has already remembered me in her heart."

    "Don't be disgusting, I don't believe it. As long as I go back with the first trophy this time, grandma will definitely change her opinion of me. Maybe, you still have half of my 10 yuan."

    "10 yuan? Okay, I can give you five yuan now, go play. Art students just don't count."

    "I hate it, I said something wrong, brother, give me some more."

    Jiang Keran stood up from the auditorium, holding 5 yuan in his hand, and was grabbing the big ticket from his brother Jiang Shunhao, but he caught the attention of a man not far away.

    "Mumble, so you are sitting here, I was still looking for you over there, thinking that you could be directly opposite the rostrum, and watch the game clearly from there.

    "Isn't it because my brother got up late and insisted on making me wait for him? It would be nice if I could come here."

    "Hello, brother."

    The man in braces froze for a moment before he noticed Jiang Shunhao, bowing 90¡ã to him respectfully.

    "Come here, murmur."

    The braces man's attire today is much more pleasing to the eye than that day on Jiang Keran's bed, and he even got a sportswear for the competition, so that he can spread his arms and work hard.

    "What are you doing? My brother is looking at you. If you have something to say, speak quickly, and be careful that he hits you."

    "Mumble, what have you drawn these days, can you show me?"

    "Why? I didn't use you as a model. As for the methods you taught, they don't seem to be very useful."

    "I understand that you are good at realistic writing, and I sincerely hope that you can win the championship, so that your status in the family can be higher. You have told me this before, so I have been looking for you everywhere. You are purely self-taught, but you have a high understanding  , I'm about to play, I will teach you my unique skills, then you can easily defeat others."

    "Really? Don't you want to play? After all, you have been preparing for a long time, and your parents are getting divorced because you are going to apply for the Academy of Fine Arts in college. You are also eager to prove yourself, so why do you help me?"

    "Because, because, because I like you."

    Jiang Keran didn't know what to do. It was the first time she heard a boy's confession. Although he was not handsome, the phrase "I like you" he said was very sincere and sincere.

    Jiang Keran was so stunned that he handed a few newly created paintings to the man with the braces, staring at his serious expression, as if the circles on the glasses had turned into hearts one by one, hitting his heart one by one.  Small offal.

    "What the hell did he tell you, silly girl. You are so happy, you won't be confessed, right? A man's mouth is a deceitful ghost. Are you so stupid that you believe it? Uh, Jiang Keyan, the first  I finished painting one entry, why is it 100% similar to yours?" (Remember this website website: www.hlnovel.com
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