When Qin Sitong returned to the first floor from the underground garage, there were security guards patrolling on the first floor. When he saw Qin Sitong, he was immediately surprised, "you... Why are you still in the mall? The mall has already been cleared!"

"Clean up?" Qin Sitong was stunned. She looked at her mobile phone for three hours. From her entering the underground garage to now, it has taken about three hours. She went to the mall around 7 o'clock before, and now it's like 10 o'clock. Even if it's almost the end of business at 10 o'clock in the evening, it's different from "clearing the market long ago".

"Stop talking, you go quickly." the security guard hurriedly pulled Qin Sixi Tong and asked her to leave from the side back door. He was deeply afraid that others would find that there were still people in the mall at this time. If people knew that they didn't carry out the big man's orders well, let alone whether they could keep the job. It's unknown whether they could keep their life at that time.

Qin Sitong was almost driven out of the mall. When she left, she looked back at the mall surrounded by security guards. She just felt incredible.

Tonight, everything seems out of control.

The pain in the body is still spreading, and even walking can feel the pain below. Qin Sitong stopped a taxi and went back to school.

As soon as I returned to my bedroom, I saw that Kong Chengcheng and Cai Jingming in my bedroom were talking about the film and television of the novel the voice of the wind around the computer.

"Yuan Mengtian's novels in the next class are going to be film and television. It is said that she will write the script of the film. Now she is very angry."

"She will have a bright future in the future. Maybe she will be a famous screenwriter in a few years. Now she is the most famous in our term."

"No, her book the voice of the wind is still her first book written in high school. Look at her and then look at us. I don't know how long it will take to emerge after graduation in the future."

"Eh, Si Tong, you're back." Kong Chengcheng, the best friend with Qin Si Tong, said hello.

"HMM." Qin Si Tong answered, looking at yuan Mengtian in the video. He was talking to the reporter with a beautiful face, exquisite makeup and a long pink dress. But Qin Sitong knew the other side of the smiling face.

Kong Chengcheng and Cai Jingming envy yuan Mengtian, but who knows that yuan Mengtian's book is simply plagiarized!

In that year, the manuscript of her novel that she had written for a year disappeared, and she couldn't find it. As a result, yuan Mengtian published a novel. The school issued a notice of praise, and many news media came to interview her in newspapers and magazines. For a while, yuan Mengtian became a celebrity in the school.

But when she read yuan Mengtian's novel, she found that the content of the book was almost entirely the content of the novel she wrote. Except that the characters' names and a small part of the plot were deleted, the rest were all what she wrote, even those words and sentences.

"Si Tong, you look so ugly. What's the matter?" the voice of Kong Chengcheng made Qin Si Tong come back.

"Nothing, just... I'm a little tired from shopping outside. I'll take a bath first." Qin Sitong said. Because the bedroom has an independent bathroom, it's convenient to wash.

"By the way, Si Tong, did you go shopping over Vientiane city?" Cai Jingming suddenly asked.

Qin Si Tong's body suddenly stiffened, almost reflexively replied, "No."

"Also, if you strolled over Vientiane City, you might have come back long ago. I don't know what happened today. Vientiane city actually began to clear before 7 o'clock." Cai Jingming said.