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 Chapter nine
 Xie Ning's Weibo is called "XN_zxcvbnm", which is very difficult to remember.
 Someone once wondered what the abbreviation was for the series of numbers, and finally found out that he simply pressed the letter on the bottom line of the keyboard.
 Xie Ning has always been low-key. There are not many fans on this Weibo. Most of them were up during the last Christmas poster.
 Even in the industry, only a few close original painters know his identity.
 Commercial manuscripts cannot be published in advance without permission. His Weibo only posts copying works from earlier years, and when posting, it also notes that it is copying exercises and does not conduct any commercial use. In theory, there is no problem.
 But the problem is precisely in these copy works.
 Someone compared his and copied works with the original overlays, and found that they were completely overlapped!
 Later, some people questioned that his paintings were not copying, but tracing.
 For a painter, tracing is similar to plagiarism and is a very serious allegation.
 Xie Ning's eyes widened: "tracing the picture?"
 "Yes." Yan Xi's voice was trembling with anger, "I know you are not on Weibo, and I didn't pay much attention to it. Someone has already made a long Weibo to hang you up."
 Xie Ning was not as angry as he was: "Oh."
 Yan Xi knew his temper, and said helplessly, "What are you doing? It's your business this time, right? Can you have a snack?"
 Xie Ning said calmly: "I don't go on Weibo very much, they just hang up if they like it."
 Yan Xi couldn't figure out how he could still be so quiet: "Then you let them pour dirty water?"
 The long Weibo that linked him has been transferred to tens of thousands, which is quite a surprise to Xie Ning.
 He is not an internet celebrity painter, and even if he is hung up, he would not have such a big posture.
 The number one hot repost is a big V painter with hundreds of thousands of fans.
 Qianfan Guojin V: This... even if it is a copy, it is impossible to stack it completely.
 Her Weibo alone spread thousands of reposts.
 Pulling further down, there are still many painters who add V also questioned.
 ——Even if it is a master, there will still be discrepancies between the copy and the original painting, which can be completely stacked, emmmmmm
 ——Isn’t the original circle just the overlap circle?
 ——100% coincidence, what else can it be without drawing.
 Xie Ning could not laugh or cry: "Are they really learning to paint? How can they have so many fans?"
 Yan Xi: "What?"
 "My copyings were all practiced casually. At that time, I didn't draw very seriously. The fineness is completely incomparable with the original painting, but the outline can be superimposed." Xie Ning explained, "This is a solid foundation for a basic skill. For art students, it’s not difficult."
 Yan Xi said, "If this is the case, then you should explain it like this."
 Xie Ning shook his head: "It's useless. Painting this thing is very basic. Some painters can't paint by themselves, so they feel that others can't. Moreover, most of the onlookers don't understand painting."
 "You explain to them that they won't listen, but will think you are quibbling." Xie Ning smiled self-deprecatingly, "So it was a waste of words."
 Yan Xi snorted coldly: "Don't you care about them?"
 Xie Ning squeezed the phone and whispered softly: "Our original artist is cooperating with Party A. Online reviews are not important, and it doesn't matter if there are fans."
 Generally large companies have their own art teams, and some are handed over to outsourcing companies to find original painting designs, first look at design ability and style, and then look at project experience.
 Those black and pink on the Internet are irrelevant to them.
 Yan Xi didn't say a word.
 Xie Ning was silent for a moment, and then said: "And it's not a big deal. It's just a copy of the work I copied a few years ago. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it's not a stone hammer at all."
 "That's true," Yan Xi said. "It's not that I didn't speak for you."
 "Really." Xie Ning said honestly, "I don't seem to see it."
 Yan Xi said: "Not many, probably submerged in the people spraying you."
 Xie Ning pulled down the comment, and he really saw one talking to him, of course, the replies below the comment were all scratching his mind.
 Zhuang Yan had been sitting next to Xie Ning and listened to the conversation between the two of them. At this moment, he also came to see his mobile phone.
 "So you are an original painter?"
 Xie Ning nodded: "Well, I have done original design for several games before."
 Zhuang Yan asked: "What game?"
 Xie Ning told him about several projects he had received before.
 Zhuang Yan checked on the Internet and was surprised: "You have such a high level, how come you have such a small number of fans on Weibo? You don't even have many fans supporting you."
 Xie Ning said indifferently: "It's no use I want fans."
 Zhuang Yan flipped through Weibo for a while, and suddenly said, "It's easy for you to clarify this matter."
 Xie Ning looked up at him: "What?"
 "Their so-called evidence is nothing more than a high overlap rate of overlapping images. Then you can tell them with facts that this evidence is simply untenable."
 Zhuang Yan raised the corners of his mouth and said, "You can make another copy and take a video to prove to everyone that you can do what they can't do!"
 This method is simple and effective, and Xie Ning did not expect it.
 He was just... too troublesome.
 "Actually, there is no need to clarify." Xie Ning said, "After two days, the heat dissipates, and no one pays attention to this matter."
 Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "So it's best to clarify quickly while the heat is still there, otherwise it will be useless even if you post the video. Then you will be charged with the crime of drawing pictures."
 Xie Ning shook his head: "I don't care."
 Zhuang Yan said: "But someone cares."
 Xie Ning was shocked for a few seconds: "Huh?"
 Zhuang Yan glanced at him and said seriously: "I will care."
 Xie Ning was so watched by him, his heartbeat missed a beat, staring at the phone in a daze: "..."
 "It's not your pot, why do you want you to carry it?" Zhuang Yan couldn't help but stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair, his voice softened, "Besides me, your fans will also care."
 He pulled down Weibo and pointed to the comment: "Although there are not many, there are still fans who believe in you and defend you. Even if they are sprayed with blood, they still firmly believe in their opinions."
 The commented ID Xie Ning did not know him, and had no interaction or exchange with him.
 No matter how ups and downs the Internet is, it will not affect Xie Ning's real life.
 With such a troublesome video recording, his temperament should have been rejected.
 But looking at Zhuang Yan's serious look, he moved his lips, and when he refused, it turned into a "good" word when he said it.
 Zhuang Yan curled up his lips and smiled: "Besides, don't you think that this kind of thing that clarifies yourself and slaps them in the face is very cool to do?"
 Xie Ning: "..."
 ...
 Half an hour later, the account "XN_zxcvbnm" suddenly published a Weibo.
 It was at the hottest time of the picture-tracing incident that Xie Ning's people who came to watch on Weibo saw the content of Weibo.
 It is a live broadcast notification.
 Click on the link and find that the anchor is drawing live.
 The left side of the painting software is the original picture with a slightly smaller size, and the right side is a blank canvas with a larger size.
 Xie Ning directly typed up the draft on the blank canvas.
 He didn't think about the copying process of the live broadcast until later, mainly because he was afraid that someone would be entangled in the post-editing after the video was posted, so he started the live broadcast once and for all.
 Not many people watched, but many people came in one after another.
 Xie Ning didn't care and started painting with all his attention.
 In fact, he hasn't copied for many years. Painting is a process of continuous learning and progress. Blindly copying will only make himself stand still, and even lose originality and innovation.
 Xie Ning was rarely nervous while holding the pen.
 After so many years, painting seems to have become an instinct for him. The brush strokes hardly need to be modified, and the outlines in his mind are outlined on the canvas.
 When the draft on the canvas was roughly completed, a barrage suddenly flicked across the live broadcast room.
 ——? ? ? The anchor is copying backwards? ! !
 Correct.
 Xie Ning curled her lips and smiled confidently.
 The original image on the left and the draft image on the right are reversed upside down.
 He not only wants to live stream the copy, but also broadcast the reverse copy!
 -Fuck! What kind of fairy painting is this!
 ——The speed of drafting and tracing is too fast. I also quit and took a look to confirm that this is a live broadcast and no acceleration is on!
 ——The same is an art student, indicating that the brush has been thrown away.
 Because it was just a clarification, Xie Ning did not paint too finely, and the background was only slightly painted.
 After about half an hour of touching, a lifelike copy of the picture has taken shape.
 At this time, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room exceeded 1,000.
 Some were fetched from Weibo, some were called from the group to watch, and some came to watch the big guys painting.
 There are also a lot more barrage. Most of them want to see if they can overlap the original image in the end.
 Zhuang Yan watched him drag the copied picture into the original file and asked, "Are you nervous?"
 Xie Ning smiled: "Don't be nervous."
 Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "So confident?"
 "I was a little uncertain before painting," Xie Ning said, "but now I believe in myself very much."
 He adjusted the size of the copy image to the same size as the original image, and lowered the copy image to 50% transparency.
 At this time, the two pictures were still upside down, and everyone in the live broadcast room held their breath to watch him operate.
 Click to flip vertically.
 ——! ! !
 -Fuck! ! ! The outlines completely coincide! !
 ——Ahhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! Reverse copying can overlap! ! !
 --tell me! Who vowed to say that copying can't completely overlap! Slap!
 ——The boss said that I can not only overlap! My **** backward painting can overlap!
 ——The anchor is completely useless with reference lines. I kneel when I use the reference lines and cannot guarantee the overlap!
 Xie Ning ignored the barrage and opened a TXT document and typed in the document:
 [For a clarification about the pictures posted on Weibo, the overlapping pictures can't explain much.
 Don't use your own level to guess the level of others.
 Some things you think are impossible to do, maybe just because you are not capable enough.
 I hope everyone can paint seriously and behave well. 】
 After writing this passage, he turned his head and asked Zhuang Yan: "Is this cool enough?"
 Zhuang Yan looked at him with a faint smile and said, "Not enough."
 Xie Ning frowned: "Um..."
 He was thinking about what else to add, and a full-screen gift swept across the middle of the screen.
 Mr. Blue Whale rewarded the anchor XN_zxcvbnm with a deep-water torpedo and gave a message:
 ——All, all, give, me, apology, apologize!
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 Xie Ning knew that his boyfriend was a player, seeing him pine after his white moonlight, and caught him with a little fox in bed. After finding out his boyfriend was cheating on him with that little fox, the boyfriend became the ex-boyfriend. His ex-boyfriend’s white moonlight coincidentally just returned to China, so everyone around Xie Ning looked at him with sympathy.
 Xie Ning: “…”
 Xie Ning: “No, I really did dump that player.”
 One day, his ex-boyfriend’s white moonlight suddenly proposed to him.
 Everyone: !
 Xie Ning: ?
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 When people are poor, they breathe wrong. 
 Ding, congratulations to the host, you will get a certain amount of money every time you breathe. 
 Ding, you get a spicy consumption card when you eat a crayfish with explosive taste. 
 Ding, your sleep quality is very high today. Gain energy + 20% of your daily buff. 
 Different Shenhao system, everything in life will bring surprises. 
 Coach, I want to learn to race!
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 One system connects two worlds. Wu Ye, a timid and unambitious rich second-generation, was suddenly thrown into an apocalyptic world of zombies, equipped with a strong golden finger. To flee, or not to flee?
 Qin Wuhua, a cold-faced special forces soldier, with his comrades betrayed by his superiors, showed him one night of “good will.”
 To eat, eat, or eat? (Ye: What about the other options we talked about?! Qin: Be good. Ye: …..)
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 Her – a glutton without troubles or worries who crossed over and became a young fat chick with a deep vengefulness.
 Him – a young master of the number one power; a two-faced man with elegance and charming, good looks; he is the chosen one of the former saint god and a man who will only bend his back for her alone.
 This domineering crossover’s slogan is, ‘Don’t touch if it is this sister’s, put it there if it isn’t this sister’s!’
 …watch how the Domineering Glutton and the Two-Faced Venerate Emperor create sparks as they meet and collide, stirring the whole Spirit Treasure Continent into turmoil, how they fall for each other and how they kill each other, how life and death severs love.
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 The daughter of a duke, the stuttering Maximilian, married a knight of lowly status at her father’s coercion.
 After their first night, her husband departed for an expedition without another word.
 He comes back three years later, this time as a famous knight in the whole continent.
 How would Maximilian face him on his return?
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 When that black bellied and domineering King Hades meets the reckless and bold orphan girl! Before people, he spoils her to the extent that everyone is jealous of. And behind people, he still spoils her, but in a different away. He ‘spoils’ her till she has a back pain, till she can’t feel her limbs, till she can only rest in bed for three days! Ruan Jiujiu yells to heaven: a**hole! Have you married a wife or hired a nanny? Do you have Oedipus complex?
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 Zhuang Feng is in his last year of high school, and he’s just moved to the city. He lives with his good-for-nothing cousin, who’s always on business trips falling for get-rich-quick scams, and his Saozi (sister-in-law), who tries to make his life miserable as much as possible. There’s one upside, though; she. is. freaking. hot. But one day, he found a piece of her underwear in the bathroom…. And unfolded a series of events that will turn his life upside down.
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 A Mysterious continent, with many powerful sect and countless strong one. Juvenile Zhou Heng with a mysterious black broken sword, from the original stone town out into this world of war. Ascended the throne of the world with only a sword in hand.
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 “Ah……painful”
 Lying on the cold operating table, the girl’s sentimental feelings faded, a mysterious man took her innocence.
 Meeting again, the mysterious man was actually a black bellied VIP, capturing her home, wanting to spoil her.
 “Reporting to the Boss, some slag man came looking for the madame.”
 “Directly bury him alive.”
 “Reporting to the Boss, some slag lady was jealous that the Mrs. came first in a medical contest, and slapped the lady in the face.”
 “Her slag face will be broken, send her straight to hell on earth to die.”
 “Reporting to the Boss, the enemy is going to catch your wife and use her as a military doctor.”
 “Immediately dispatch the armed forces, and bomb the enemy!”
 “Reporting to the boss, the lady ran away from home, she said to tell the president she wants to give him a child……”
 “F***, I did not feed her last night! Catch her, the army has seven days and seven nights of holiday, I have business to attend to!”
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 The boy named Ulysses has longed for the respected profession of priest since he was a child, and has been working hard for this ideal. However, by chance, he became the heir to the Demon King chosen by the “Book of Curses”. After experiencing many setbacks and blows, he is still working hard, trying hard, trying to return to the path of priesthood.
 However, there are many powerful enemies in front of him.
 Always getting lost, the heroic fiancee of Ulysses is single-minded, Rasha; guarding the “Book of Curses”, the little devil Aya who will do anything to turn him into a demon king; very worried and worried about his own children, the extreme north. Earth’s Ice Phoenix mother; Helen, the strongest weapon girl who can destroy the world for her father.
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 In front of these lovely and enthusiastic warriors, can he really become a pure-hearted priest as he wishes?
 (In this story of love and justice, the girls who can “tear down” the demon king are all brave)
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 This novel is also known as Mr. President, Unbridled Love
 “Become Mrs. Lu, I will give you all you want”
 “Baby, let me hug you”
 “Well … No, I’m going to be late …”
 His proposal is so overbearing, in order to retaliate to that scum, she promised to be his wife for one year. The first time she met him, she was eaten by him. The second time he met her, she got drugged and he was the only antidote. The third time they met, they rushed to get the marriage certificate. She returns to his home and became the envy of the city Mrs. Lu.
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 However unexpectedly, the moment she barely climbs over the wall, the man grabbed her ankle pulling her down. she fell in his bosom, with his hoarse voice he asked her: ” Woman, Where do you want to take my son?”
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 This script was originally supposed to be about a Scum Gong x Cheap Shou — the Scum Gong abuses the Cheap Shou, the Cheap Shou became hopelessly apathetic, the Scum Gong became a Cheap Gong, and the Cheap Shou abuses the Cheap Gong.
 That should have been the case!!!!!
 But the script began to unfold—-
 The Scum Gong was reborn to the past, and encountered the Cheap Shou who also got reborn.
 The Scum Gong was horrified to discover that the Cheap Shou had changed his job and became a beast-like, ruthless, blackened Gong, ahhhhh help!
 The f*cking miserable Scum Gong was taken and defiled, then defiled and taken, then after being taken from the front he was taken from the back, and finally he was taken into a loyal dog, sensual, tsundere Shou!
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 Albarino was a forensic pathologist at Westland Forensic Bureau, single, witty, and would go out for a drink with his colleagues – just like any other forensic pathologist. 
 Except for one thing: he was secretly a psycho serial killer. 
 For the longest time, Albarino had a normal 3-point-1-line life [1] from home – Forensic Bureau – crime scene (his own or someone else’s), until one day, another psycho serial killer unintentionally killed his target he had planned to kill for 3 months. 
 With all his meticulous planning ruined, he was pissed off, so he decided to provoke the other serial killer himself. 
 [1] a boring, monotone, unchanging life. 
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