Reborn and Revenge novel Chapter 35

The suit jacket slipped and she draped it over her arm.

Both boys and girls drew a little breath.

Angel was a beautiful woman, and her looks and gestures made like like a handsome man.

Angel walked slowly down the steps.

She glanced over the noisy boys, smiling.

“As a TA, I appreciate your courage!”

Her voice was pure and beautiful, but her tone was cold and full of sarcasm.

Aydin and Harvey had not yet sat down, looking at Angel.

If Hugo had spoken, they would have refuted.

But facing Angel, they both gulped.

They were thinking of their words.

Angel had ambled up the steps and stood in the middle of the room.

“You said you got up early to finish your homework, but you got slandered by Professor Jordan. But is this your work?” She spoke sarcastically, casting a scornful glance at the rioters.

“You said that it is tired to study in a university, who told you it is not tired to study in university? Do you think you will have a good life and don’t have to study hard when ou are admitted by M Univeristy? Do you think money can solve all the problems?”

They were unpleasant.

“Miss Angel, you are still yong, do you’t have to lecture us. We might as well tell you some great truths about life!”

Instantly there were heckles and laughs.

Angel folded her arms and looked coldly at the laughing men.

The laughter grew awkward.

Harvey said, “Miss Angel, is there any evidence that we are plagiarism?”

The man he found had been working for the students at M University for years. They were all original and without duplicates.

Angel looked at him and, without looking back, pointed to a PowerPoint presentation on the multipurpose whiteboard. She was holding a page-turning pen.

A design suddenly appeared on the screen.

Angel looked at the design. “Gee, this is the work of Harvey. It is original, ingenious, and bright in color.

Harvey's face could not help revealing satisfaction.

Angel looked at him. “Harvey, I just want to know who drew this picture for you and how much did you pay for it?”

Harvey's face changed and he said firmly, “I didn't spend money, this is my own design!”

Angel's lips twitched, “Calm down, I just want to remind you that you got ripped off. If you didn't pay for it, you lost nothing, but you'd better not use this man in the future, because it was so clear that he was fooling you!”

Angel pressed the page-turner pen.

Another picture was immediately shown, and the room fell silent.

Angel smiled. “Harvey, do you see now why I said you were tricked? Your work won a prize fifteen years ago, but the prize was not popular, so few people know about it. In our industry, fashion is important. This man must have thought that no now would know a work out of date.”

The original work, the original author and the trophy appear on the screen.

Harvey widened his eyes, “Shit! How dare he fool with me?”

Angel's eyes were sharp.

Anna stood up and said in a soft voice, “I'm sorry, Angel, I just want to let my sister's work to be seen.”

Her appearance was pitiful.

Angel looked at her with a cold smile. She walked down the steps to the platform.

Hugo gave the platform to her, and he did not say a word.

Such a storm was solved by Angel.

He took a look at Anna and thought if only Belle was alive!

Angel, standing in the platform, said in a light tone, “I may not be able to identify every copy of the work, but the three today are just very unfortunate. If you feel wronged, think I have gone too far, please go to the student affairs office or the president's office to complain. We will not have a problem.”

Harvey and Aydinshouted, “We are wrong, please forgive us!”

Angel couldn't help smiling.

She exhaled lightly, “Visual communication art visually give people a kind of aesthetic enjoyment, more importantly, it conveys a message, a concept to people. Without good ideas, there is no good work, and composition is to solve the spatial relationship between graphics, color and text. It is to speak for the client through designers.”

“You may have no respect for yourselves, for money, but please show respect for the real authors and stop spoiling their work like this.”

Her tone was light and teasing at the last words, and laughter came from below.

Angel smiled, and her smile was instantly like a spring breeze.

“If you can come to my office to discuss topics, you are welcome. I don't need flowers or candy, but I will do everything I can to help you. Anyway, professor doesn't allow me to touch any of the things you sent me. So he took them all. Didn’t you didn't find her recently got fat?”

Everyone laughed louder.

Angel looked back at Professor Jordan.

The old man smiled and shook his head helplessly.