Lying Win: My villains are all reborn

Chapter 256: Those who deserve praise must be praised (please support)

She just liked singing and wanted to ask the teacher just now if she could sing this song in a formal ceremony.

But there were too many people gathering in front of her, and she couldn't squeeze through at the moment.

That's why I don't want to give way to others.

But she didn't expect that the other party didn't follow the routine and instead put her on the fire.

Well, although some of the original author's views are really not that good, the author has set the copyright issue very strictly in the book.

Therefore, although it is the 1980s, in this world, copyright management is very strict, both domestically and internationally.

Once someone reports an infringement issue and it is verified, the punishment is very severe.

Even if the relevant departments of the country are willing to be more liberal, there is still an international copyright inspection agency to intervene.

If management lapses are found, the international copyright inspection agency will send a working group to the country to implement stricter management.

"Okay, big brother, the front is clear, you can go over."

Those guys would always get tired, and it wouldn't be too late to leave her when they were tired and come back to see the teacher.

As for the articles she wrote, no one dares to claim credit for them.

So the man clasped his fists and bowed to everyone: "Thank you for your work. I will tell you the answer when I get there."

With everyone's cooperation, the person quickly returned to his previous position.

He carefully handed the three magazines in his hands to the three seniors: "Mr. Fang, Mr. Ding, Mr. Zhuang, please sign your names for me."

The people who were blocking him just now quickly retreated, pulling the people in front of him along with them.

He took advantage of the previous wave to exchange positions with those behind him, and squeezed through with all his strength.

Anyway, you can't see me standing outside here, so you might as well go back to your bunk and sleep.

"Hey, you are still our admirer."

Seeing the woman leaving, a middle-aged lady who particularly wanted to know the location of the founders of the three magazines quickly looked at the man to please her.

"In order to confirm your identity, I went back to the bunk to find the magazine and carefully identified it. I was sure it was you."

The woman turned around and left angrily.

By the way, I asked a few more questions: "What's your surname, young man?"

But in front of me, the woman who wanted to sing the song "Young Friends Come to Meet" at a formal event was criticized by everyone, and she felt unspeakably aggrieved.

"Ah, my surname is Tian, ​​and my son is Ronghui."

After Mr. Zhuang signed his name, he wrote next to it: I wish little Tian Ronghui a bright future and become a pillar of the country.

"Humph, a bunch of fussy guys, too lazy to pay attention to you."

In order to prevent outsiders from interfering in their own affairs, all countries will be very rigorous in handling relevant matters and dare not be careless.

"Yes, yes, we can go over now."

Tian Ronghui responded quickly, "You teachers are all my idols. I just saw you look like them."

At a glance, the people who were still standing here talking have changed.

"Xiao Tian is determined."

Because of this, no one dares to forge the clothing styles designed by Wen Nian without authorization.

When Mr. Zhuang saw that all the people who had just entered were talking to Wen Nian, this person was the only one who came directly to the three of them. He couldn't help but joke, "How did you recognize us?"

Wen Nian was worried at first, but as he gained a deeper understanding of the world over the years, he gradually became relieved.

While talking, he was not idle. He took the "Chinese Heritage" magazine from the other party and signed his name.

"Thank you, thank you Mr. Zhuang."

When Tian Ronghui saw the message from Mr. Zhuang, he was so excited that he thanked him repeatedly.

"Look, Lao Fang, this Lao Zhuang really knows how to be a good person."

Mr. Ding smiled and joked with Mr. Fang, "Look at how well he writes. In comparison, what we wrote is not so important."

(End of chapter)