Bringing Along a Ball and Hiding from Foreign Devils

Chapter 15: plagiarism

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Ren Zhouyuan didn't want to take An An to participate in the Weiqi competition, but seeing that An An became more motivated day by day, his little hands seemed to have magic when they touched those parts, dismantling the drone faster and faster each time. Reorganized again, that pretty little face became more confident day by day, Ren Zhouyuan was still unable to say a word of no in the end.

Every time before dismantling and reorganizing, An An would put a small timer on the table, which was given to him by Fan Wenfeng. When it took less time than last time, he would excitedly hold up the timer and show it to Ren Zhouyuan. That happy little face really made Ren Zhouyuan happy and tangled.

Wei Qi's game is scheduled to be held this Saturday morning. The closer the day of the game is, the more excited An An is. Even walking on the road, he never forgets to play with the drones and robots in his hand. Even Teacher Chen told Ren Zhouyuan that An An only cared about playing with these small model toys in kindergarten.

Ren Zhouyuan was worried that An An would become more and more withdrawn, but Teacher Chen said that An An had something he liked. Although he still couldn't make friends with other students, when the students in the class came over to watch, An An He is not stingy, he introduces it generously to the younger students, and teaches them how to assemble it. It looks much more cheerful than before.

Ren Zhouyuan never thought that these small models of small airplanes would be so useful, so he let An An continue to mess with it, which was Saturday's game. Even if Ren Zhouyuan saw that An An wanted him to watch his game with him, but He still couldn't agree easily.

And when Ren Zhouyuan was fighting, a bad news came from Fan Wenfeng.

After Ren Zhouyuan left the archaeological team, he wrote his first academic paper under the pseudonym of "An Yi" based on some knowledge and research he had learned during the archaeology, and published it in the leading magazine in the industry.

It was also from that time that the name "An Yi" came into being, and then several papers were published, which were reprinted many times at home and abroad. Until now, this name has been praised by many scholars, even though they have never shown their faces in public. , but it can also be regarded as one of the authoritative figures in the industry.

When Ren Zhouyuan and Fan Wenfeng first met, Fan Wenfeng knew that Ren Zhouyuan was "An Yi" himself, and he was also doing academic research in this field, so of course he knew how famous the name "An Yi" was.

But before getting to know Ren Zhouyuan, Fan Wenfeng always thought that being able to write such a sophisticated and precise entry point of "Ease" must be an old professor and doctor with many years of research experience, so that he knew that Ren Zhouyuan was "Ease" at the beginning At that time, Fan Wenfeng was so frightened that for a long time when he saw Ren Zhouyuan, he felt that he was lying to him.

Fan Wenfeng is well aware of the importance of having a pseudonym. "An Yi" has a high starting point for his debut. With such an excellent thesis as a foreshadowing, it cannot be wasted. Therefore, Fan Wenfeng has raised five or six pseudonyms for Ren Zhouyuan over the years. Although other pseudonyms have achieved good results, they cannot be compared with "Anyi". This is also due to Fan Wenfeng's selection of articles for these pseudonyms and distribution channels.

"An Yi" is highly valued both in Fan Wenfeng's cultural communication company and in the industry. However, such an important pseudonym was revealed to be the result of stealing internal materials from the archaeological team. !

When Ren Zhouyuan received Fan Wenfeng's call, Fan Wenfeng's voice sounded a little breathless. He anxiously said a few words to Ren Zhouyuan to report the situation, told him that the company was still discussing countermeasures, and hung up the phone hastily.

Ren Zhouyuan frowned looking at the hung up phone. He thought he had never done the things he was accused of, and it took him so long to turn up and talk about his first paper, which made him feel that there was more than just a simple truth behind it. It's as simple as picking pricks from the ground.

He went back to his room and dug out the materials he had saved when he was doing his dissertation. Looking through them one by one, it brought back the memories of him and An An living in the small rental house less than ten square meters.

He wrote down that thesis word by word. How hard life was at that time made his memory so deep. For that thesis, how many books he read, how many days and nights he spent fighting with lamps and lanterns, and now he is being slandered and stolen. Even Ren Zhouyuan, who had always taken a calm attitude, found it intolerable.

He sorted out the materials, and put other messy materials that he thought might be useful into his briefcase, and planned to go to Fan Wenfeng's company to discuss the solution with the high-level people.

Ren Zhouyuan put on his bag, but when he stepped out of the room, he saw An An carrying his small schoolbag, sitting quietly on the sofa waiting for him.

Ren Zhouyuan was taken aback, and suddenly remembered that today is the day of An'an's competition. Now he was in a difficult situation. Originally, he didn't want to appear in Vichi with An An, and now he couldn't get away after this happened, but An An's dark and bright eyes looked at him with anticipation. Looking at him, Ren Zhouyuan couldn't easily refuse, after all, An An had been looking forward to this game for so long.

An An also seemed to realize that Ren Zhouyuan was not going to take him out, so he pursed his lips and asked in a low voice, "Does Dad want to work?"

It seems that in An An's heart, apart from Ren Zhouyuan's work, nothing else is as important as him, and sometimes An An even feels that Ren Zhouyuan's work is more important than himself, as is the case now.

Ren Zhouyuan hesitated for a moment, walked up to An An and knelt down and said to him: "An An is obedient, Dad has very important things to do now." Seeing An An's little aggrieved expression, Ren Zhouyuan couldn't bear it, he thought about it again Said: "I'll take you to Uncle Wenfeng's side first. If Dad's matter at hand is resolved, I will take you to participate in the competition, okay?"

An An lowered her head and picked her finger, and then nodded silently after a while.

Ren Zhouyuan brought An An to Fan Wenfeng's company. This was the first time he came here as "An Yi". Even when he first signed the contract with the company, he only entrusted Fan Wenfeng to solve the problem. Only Fan Wenfeng knew about the whole company. He is "Easy" himself.

This time something like this happened, Ren Zhouyuan couldn't wait for the news at home, not to mention the pseudonym "An Yi", even a few others were created by him over the years, not only with his hard work, but also Despite the efforts of Fan Wenfeng and other people in the company, even so, Ren Zhouyuan still had the illusion that he was about to tear off his surface and expose himself to everyone when he arrived downstairs in the company.

Ren Zhouyuan called Fan Wenfeng when he was downstairs in the company to say that he was here. Fan Wenfeng was startled when he received Ren Zhouyuan's call, and after a few words with the person on the other end of the phone, he hurried down to pick him up .

"Why are you here?" Fan Wenfeng asked anxiously: "Didn't I tell you to wait for news at home? Don't worry, we can take care of it."

Ren Zhouyuan patted his briefcase, and said to Fan Wenfeng as he walked, "I brought some materials for writing the thesis at that time, I hope it can help."

Fan Wenfeng looked down at his bag, saw An An who was being held by Ren Zhouyuan, raised his head in surprise and said, "Why is An An here?" He saw that An An was carrying a small schoolbag, and suddenly remembered: "An An is here today. Don't want to participate in the competition?"

Ren Zhouyuan sighed, and looked down at An An. An An has kept his head down from the road up until now. Ren Zhouyuan felt uncomfortable seeing him like this, but there was really nothing he could do.

He shrugged his shoulders at Fan Wenfeng, and Fan Wenfeng probably guessed something from his eyes, and then he didn't say anything more about the game, but simply talked with Ren Zhouyuan about the progress of the current discussion.

It seemed that other people in the company also knew who Fan Wenfeng was going to pick up. When the three of them walked to the door of the meeting room, it was so quiet that no one was there. Fan Wenfeng gave Ren Zhouyuan a cheering look, and then pushed the door open. When the door opened, a dozen people sitting inside swiped to look at the door together. This battle made Ren Zhouyuan's heart beat a lot faster.

"Everyone, let me introduce to you," Fan Wenfeng led Ren Zhouyuan to the middle after entering the door, "This is Mr. Ren Zhouyuan, whose pen name is 'An Yi'. Because of this thesis, Mr. Ren hopes to come here in person. See if you can help."

When they entered, the people in the conference room were guessing Ren Zhouyuan's identity. At this time, Fan Wenfeng brought in, and they hardly thought of anything other than "An Yi". A little doubt arises.

However, when Fan Wenfeng said that this person was "An Yi", many people showed disbelief on their faces, and some sporadic eyes were shining, as if they were looking at a cash cow.

Ren Zhouyuan seldom dealt with this kind of situation, he moved his shoulders uncomfortably, greeted everyone briefly, and was led by Fan Wenfeng to his seat.

But when a few people sat down, everyone saw a child from behind Ren Zhouyuan. A beautiful mixed-race child could always easily attract the attention of others. In an instant, everyone's eyes shifted from Ren Zhouyuan to An An.

Ren Zhouyuan didn't like people staring at his son very much, so he frowned and glanced at An An.

An An was still so quiet, obediently letting them swing, he would follow wherever Zhou Yuan went, and sit wherever he was told to sit, but he kept touching the small drone with his hand, that small body curled up in the On the chair, Ren Zhouyuan sighed helplessly.

"Sorry everyone," Ren Zhouyuan said suddenly: "My son is going to participate in a very important competition today, but this time it is about 'easy and comfortable'. Both things are extremely important to me. If possible, I have one Please." He glanced at Fan Wenfeng next to him, then turned his head again, "I hope Wenfeng can take my son to the competition for me."

An An raised his head suddenly when he heard the words, his eyes sparkled, he glanced at Ren Zhouyuan, then at Fan Wenfeng, the anticipation in his eyes could not be concealed.

Most of the people present here are people in their thirties and forties above the supervisory level, and they felt compassion for the children when they saw the expressions on their faces, not to mention that this was not an important matter in the first place, and they were quickly released.

Ren Zhouyuan and Fan Wenfeng walked to the door of the conference room. He explained to Fan Wenfeng first, then knelt down and kissed An An on the forehead, and said to An An: "An An is sorry, I really have something to do with my father and I can't leave. Uncle Wen Feng will send you to the competition, and as soon as Dad's side is over, go see An An right away, okay?"

Although An An felt that it was a pity that her father could not see her in the game, it was much better now than not being able to participate in the game. He nodded, and returned to his relatives, Ren Zhouyuan, and said, "Father wants to work hard, and An An will do the same!"

Ren Zhouyuan watched the two enter the elevator before returning to the conference room. As soon as he sat down, the discussion resumed.

Fan Wenfeng had just talked a lot with Ren Zhouyuan on the way up, and what he said was the worst plan that everyone had discussed so far. Therefore, until now, Ren Zhouyuan has connected the cause and effect of what happened from beginning to end.

The cause of this incident was that a person with the pseudonym "Sikong" published a post on the Internet, which listed a lot of "evidence", pointing out that Ren Zhouyuan's paper that caused a sensation back then, in which section and where it was "Plagiarized" what achievements of the archaeological team that year.

Ren Zhouyuan looked at the materials they handed over, and originally thought that the other party was just a person who deliberately poured black water, but after reading the content of the other party's evidence, he found that this person named Si Kong was not an ordinary scholar, at least from the other party's writing and From an analytical point of view, this so-called evidence-giving article is a very high-level "paper."

He thought for a long time whether there was a person named "Sikong" in the archaeological team at that time, but no matter what, he didn't remember such a person. But judging from the opponent's words, only when he was in the team at the beginning can he cite these seemingly "truth" materials.

If anything, it was too late for the human defense of the archaeological team back then, so how could there be any core materials for him to steal.

Ren Zhouyuan took out the materials he had brought over, studied and discussed with everyone for a long time, and made it clear that he was 100% original.

The meeting lasted for more than two hours. Compared with the situation where everyone had no clue at the beginning, the information brought by Ren Zhouyuan gave them a shot in the arm, allowing them to have more evidence of a comeback.

The meeting was still in full swing, when suddenly an abrupt ringtone interrupted everyone's discussion, Ren Zhouyuan's face became hot, and he hurriedly took out his mobile phone to hang up, but when he saw the three characters "Fan Wenfeng" displayed on the screen, , My heart jumped suddenly.

He made an apologetic gesture, walked out of the conference room in three steps at a time, and the moment he picked up the phone, he heard Fan Wenfeng say on the other end of the phone: "An'an has an accident, come here quickly!"

The author has something to say:

Leonid: Then who is Sikong? ! How dare you hit Laozi's idea, wait for me to deal with him!

Ren Zhouyuan: First, try to get a chance to play

Ron: Upstairs

Fan Wenfeng: Upstairs

Xiaomi: Upstairs

Leonid: Don't run upstairs!