The best shrew in the chronology

Chapter 111
Seeing the back of the class monitor leaving, Xu Ying glanced at the school magazine in her hand inexplicably, without thinking about it, she stuffed it into her bag and waited until the day's class was over.

When she came back at night, Xu Ying crawled into the bed in the dormitory and turned a few pages.

The school magazine is not as exquisite as the 21st century, and it only has simple white paper, and the smell of ink on it has not dissipated.

The above articles were indeed well written, but Xu Ying couldn't figure out what this had to do with her. In a blink of an eye, it was impossible for the squad leader to show her to read when he had nothing to do, and he said those words, so she patiently read each article. go down.

When she turned to one of the pages, Xu Ying suddenly sat up straight.

Except that the signature and title are different, the content is exactly the same.

The key is that Jiang Qingqing signed it.

Plagiarism ah plagiarism!Even if you want to copy, there is no need for every word, every comma and period are almost the same!
Xu Ying closed the school magazine, and finally understood the reason why the class monitor hesitated that day. His manuscript passed through his hands, and he was not in a hurry to prove his innocence, so Xu Ying regretted suspecting him.

It seems that no matter what era it is in, there is no absolute pure land. Xu Ying is very clear about the truth, but if it really happens to her, Xu Ying will be as disgusting as if she has eaten a fly.

Lying on the bed, after much deliberation, he couldn't come up with a solution. How to teach Jiang Qingqing a lesson was a problem.

Do whatever you want, Xu Ying grabbed the class monitor the next day in class, and dragged her to a corner where no one was around to talk: "You know what's going on, why did Jiang Qingqing copy my manuscript?"

"I don't know, I only found out after reading the book." The squad leader looked puzzled: "If you had listened to me earlier that day, this matter would have been settled. No matter how much you fight for it, it will be useless!"

Xu Ying knew she was wrong, but she didn't want to give up, so she said, "Squad leader, can you give me a certificate, I'll talk to the counselor, this matter is too serious!"

"can."

The squad leader sighed, although there was little hope, it was better than nothing.

After taking some time, Xu Ying and the squad leader went to the counselor together, and took the initiative to explain what happened. The counselor was a little surprised after hearing it, and said to Xu Ying: "This matter may not be easy to handle, and only the staff can handle this manuscript." See—and she's the president of the student council, so there's no reason why she would do such a stupid thing, right?"

No matter how good you are, you can't guarantee it.

The counselor thought about it, and decided to deal with this matter: "Forget it, I understand, you go back first, I will take him to talk to the staff."

Xu Ying nodded. She just wrote the manuscript casually without putting any effort into it.

But if it's her own hard work, Xu Ying will be very upset. As long as the result is good, she will be satisfied.

The counselor took the class monitor to the relevant teacher to say hello, and asked to check the manuscripts submitted by the two for a comparison.

The teacher didn't talk nonsense, and took them directly to an office, saying: "The manuscripts used for this competition are all in there. I still have a job, so I can only trouble you to find it yourself."

It's a blessing that those manuscripts haven't been processed yet.

The squad leader and the counselor looked at each other in blank dismay, and went straight in to find them one by one.

The two worked together, and one of them took a stack out to look through it. The squad leader read it the fastest and only read a third of it. Finally, he finally crawled out from the mountain of manuscripts: "I found it, take a look. "

The counselor opened the manuscript and the school magazine, and compared it word by word.

The monitor rubbed his hands aside, anxiously waiting for the counselor to speak.

However, time passed little by little, line by line, the counselor's face became more and more ugly, he shook his head: "This matter has to be brought up, I'm afraid I can't handle it alone."

The monitor blinked: "Is it true plagiarism?"

At the beginning, Xu Ying thought about going directly to the school leaders to make a fuss, but after all, it was still a bit short of the weight of talking. It would be best if the teacher was willing to help Datian listen.

After he came out, he approached the school director who organized the essay solicitation activity and said, "Director, can you help me deal with it? This is plagiarism, and the school should pay attention to it."

The school principal is over 50 years old, he picked up his reading glasses and looked at it.

After reading it, he pondered for a while, and said, "I'm not too clear about this, I'll report it to the leader, and wait for the notification when you go back."

After getting the answer, the counselor and monitor hurriedly stood up again, bowed politely and said, "Then trouble the director!"

"It's okay, it's okay." The principal waved his hands.

Now no one likes to add extra workload, but the nature of this matter is very serious, and it may even discourage the enthusiasm of original authors and encourage the arrogance of illegal plagiarists, which is not a good thing.

If the matter has not been investigated clearly, of course it cannot be circulated.

When Xu Ying heard about this request, she had no idea, but she didn't want Jiang Qingqing to be so complacent.

After being stabbed to the upper level, the upper level held a meeting, but they didn't make it clear what kind of meeting to hold.

The teachers were sitting in the conference room, waiting for the principal to tell the whole story. The teachers shook their heads and said it was impossible: "We also attach great importance to this event, and we are very serious about this matter. It doesn't make sense to happen!"

The principal looked around, took a sip of tea unhurriedly, and quietly looked at the calligraphy and painting on the wall opposite him, thinking about something in his heart.

The school director called out the two manuscripts, and the teachers took turns to check them one by one. They had to admit that a single word had not been changed, so they changed the title and signature and submitted it directly.

But here is the problem, there is no evidence to prove who copied whom.

The principal clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention. He said: "This matter happened, and it must be dealt with properly. I don't care what the truth is, but it is a fact that the review is not strict. No matter what, this article has been withdrawn. As for how to say it ..."

He said a lot, just wanted to say.

I'll come up with a method, you can take the blame, and you can solve the matter yourself, you can figure it out.

The principal lightly explained a few words, and then left the meeting room, leaving everyone looking at each other in blank dismay. They understood the implication of the leader's words, so they had no choice but to admit it. They were all to blame for this matter.

Some people complained that the school director was meddlesome, but it was just a small event, so why bother to go to war.

"I didn't even think about it at first. This student has made a fuss, and we have to deal with it if we shouldn't. These are our tasks. Who will help with this matter? It's not certain."

The headmaster said lightly, it wasn't the first time something like this happened, but most of them just didn't get the best results.

"Okay, I'll go out and talk to the students."

The principal stood up and went outside to find the counselor who had been waiting for the notification, and talked about the current process.

(End of this chapter)