Xia Zhuozhuo raised a confident smile and said to Xia Huaijin: "Sixth brother, you underestimate me too much. I don't need to ask for help for such a small matter." Xia Huaijin heard this, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes. He knew Xia Zhuozhuo's tenacity and ability very well. He had seen the extraordinaryness of this sister when they were still in the countryside. At that time, Xia Zhuozhuo, a girl, could actually change the tire unarmed. This courage and strength made him look at her with new eyes. When he learned that she was the mysterious Master Jiangshan, he was even more in awe of her. "I didn't underestimate you," Xia Huaijin said slowly, "but this matter involves the people of the Si family. Our Xia family was not as good as the Si family before, and now it is even more difficult to match." Xia Zhuozhuo patted his shoulder gently, with a firm light in his eyes: "Don't worry, Sixth Brother, I know my own limits. Let me handle this matter." Xia Huaijin looked at her, and an inexplicable trust surged in his heart. He always felt that Xia Zhuozhuo had a power that could resolve all difficulties. Just then, housekeeper Xia hurried over, looking nervous. He had no problems along the way and was brought to Si Shenxing by Huo Gang. The judges were arranged to wait in the meeting area, and the air was filled with a tense and expectant atmosphere. Soon, Si Shenxing returned to the main floor with all the judges. He took the microphone from A Mai and handed it to Zhao Ti: "This is your apprentice, you will announce this matter." Zhao Ti took the microphone, feeling mixed emotions. He felt a pang of heartache when he heard the word "apprentice". He took a deep breath, cleared his throat, and prepared to announce the final champion. The crowd quickly gathered, and everyone held their breath. Xia Liuli stood in the crowd, with a calm and composed smile on her face, as if she was sure of victory. She raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Xia Huaijin not far away. The two people's eyes met in the air, but only for a moment, Xia Huaijin looked away, with a flash of disgust in his eyes. Xia Liuli didn't care about his attitude, she had already got what she wanted. She knew that she had stolen the fruits of Xia Huaijin's labor, so it was reasonable for him to hate her. But she didn't regret it, because she thought she deserved it. Zhao Ti finally spoke: "I declare that the final champion is..." Xia Liuli in the crowd raised her neck, ready to welcome everyone's congratulations, and also looking forward to Du Zhengguo's congratulations to her again. However, the next second, a name she didn't expect came out of the microphone: "Xia Huaijin!" Xia Liuli's smile froze on her face, and she widened her eyes in disbelief. The champion turned out to be Xia Huaijin? How is this possible? She had clearly asked Xia Huaijin to withdraw from the competition before the game as agreed. There must be something wrong! "Liuli, why isn't the champion you?" Before Du Haoran finished speaking, Xia Liuli had already rushed to Xia Huaijin. Xia Huaijin was talking to Xia Zhuozhuo, and when he saw Xia Liuli rushing over, his words stopped abruptly. He looked at Xia Liuli in confusion and asked, "What's the matter?" "What's the matter?" Xia Liuli laughed in anger, "What's the matter with me?" Xia Zhuozhuo looked at Xia Huaijin in confusion and asked, "Sixth brother, what did you promise her?" Xia Huaijin looked at a loss, he had no idea what Xia Liuli was talking about. And Xia lost her mind, her eyes were red, and she raised her hand to slap Xia Huaijin. However, as soon as she raised her hand, she was tightly grabbed by Xia Zhuozhuo next to her. "Miss Liuli, please pay attention to your words and deeds." Xia Zhuozhuo said coldly, "You hit my brother in front of me, do you think I'm dead?" Xia Liuli glared at Xia Zhuozhuo, trying to pull back her hand and slap her, but her hand was firmly held by Xia Zhuozhuo and she couldn't move at all. She raised her other hand and was about to hit Xia Zhuozhuo, but Xia Zhuozhuo reacted quickly and pushed her back hard. Xia Liuli was caught off guard and stumbled backwards. At this moment, Du Haoran appeared in time and held her waist steadily. A trace of heartache flashed in his eyes, and he gently patted her shoulder, indicating that he was by her side. Then, he frowned and looked at Xia Zhuozhuo, angrily saying: "Miss Qi, how can you bully Liuli like this? Even if you beat a dog, you have to look at the owner!" Du Haoran's words made Xia Zhuozhuo feel angry, and she sneered: "Master Du, don't make a mistake. Dogs are loyal, not like some people who only betray and deceive." Du Haoran's face sank, and just as he was about to explode, Zhao Ti's voice came again: "In addition to announcing the final champion, we have another thing to announce." "That is..." Zhao Ti's voice echoed in the venue, "Permanently cancel Ms. Xia Liuli's qualification to enter the future realm, and at the same time, cancel her qualification to participate in all formal Chinese painting competitions." When these words came out, everyone was stunned, including Xia Liuli herself. She was pale, and subconsciously tugged at Du Haoran's sleeve: "Haoran, forget it..." Du Haoran looked at her, with a trace of complex emotions flashing in his eyes. He patted her hand gently and said firmly: "Liuli, just because you have a good temper doesn't mean I have a good temper too. I will never allow others to bully you." However, Xia Liuli was not comforted by Du Haoran's words. She was full of doubts and unwillingness: "Why? Why did you disqualify me?" Zhao Ti looked at the big screen and said slowly: "Because in this competition, the work Xia Liuli brought out has been confirmed to be plagiarized from Xia Huaijin's paintings. And not only this time, in the last Shanghai Chinese Painting Competition, her work that won the championship was also plagiarized from Xia Huaijin's work." "If you don't believe it, please look at the big screen!" Zhao Ti said, and the big screen began to play Xia Huaijin's original work and Xia Liuli's plagiarized work. The two paintings are almost identical, the only difference is that Xia Huaijin's brushwork is more skillful and natural. Du Haoran widened his eyes in astonishment, and then suddenly looked at Xia Liuli: "Your paintings are all copied from your sixth brother?" Xia Liuli trembled all over, she couldn't believe her ears. She has always believed that she is the best and the most talented. However, now she is accused of plagiarizing the work of someone she has always looked down upon. She felt dizzy and her body was shaky. Du Haoran hurriedly supported her, his eyes full of worry. Xia Zhuozhuo looked at them coldly, with a mocking smile on his lips. "Xia Liuli, do you think you won? You are wrong. You have lost not only the qualification for the competition, but also your personality and dignity. You plagiarized other people's works and tried to win the championship by improper means. This behavior is shameful." Xia Zhuozhuo's words were like a sharp blade, deeply piercing Xia Liuli's heart. Xia Liuli lowered her head and tears burst out of her eyes. She knew she was wrong, but she could not make up for it. She lost too much, including Du Haoran's trust and respect. She felt a burst of despair and pain, as if the whole world had collapsed. Xia Huaijin stood quietly aside, watching all this happen. He did not feel happy because of his victory, but felt a deep sadness. He knew that this victory was not what he wanted. What he wanted was just a fair game and a real opponent. But now, all this has become a bubble. He looked at Xia Zhuozhuo, with a flash of gratitude in his eyes. He knew that without Xia Zhuozhuo's help, he could not have won this game. And Xia Zhuozhuo just smiled faintly and didn't say much. The crowd gradually dispersed, and the venue returned to calm. But the aftermath of this game is far from over. It made people see the ugliness and consequences of plagiarism, and also made people cherish real talent and hard work more. And Xia Liuli, in this storm, completely lost herself.
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