NovelEnglishChapter 314 Mr. Watty's words shone like a ray of light, illuminating everyone in the exhibition hall. People began nodding in agreement, strongly condemning Linda's act of I took a deep breath, telling an unprecedented sense of reliet and liberation. I knew that this moment of victory wasn't just about detending the dignity of creativity and talent. Ultimately, Linda lett the scene amid a chorus of criticism.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtexposing the truth but also about I understood that she might never be able to find her footing in this industry again. However, I believed that for genuine designers, this was merely the beginning -a stam to a fairer, more just era filled with creativity and talent, But this also meant that my path ahead would be challenging At that moment, questions began to arise regarding the organizers' intentions; after all, my work wasn't being exhibited. It was outrageous that Linda, who had plagiarized my designs, had her work showcased here-wasn't this a major oversight on their part? "Why isn't this student's outstanding work being exhibited? Instead, you allow others to steal it! Have you planned this?" Doubts about the organizers began to grow lander, echoing as if they might tear the roof off the hall The representative from the organizing committee looked flustered, clearly unprepared for this turn of events, What they thought would be a simple accusation of plagiarism had escalated into a public questioning of the exhibition's integrity.
Under the pressure of the crowd, the representative finally stepped forward, taking a deep breath to calm the atmosphere. "We value each participant's work and recognize the importance of creativity and ralent. However, during the preparation of this exhibition, we made a serious mistake." He paused before continuing, "in selecting the works, we didn't conduct a thorough originality review for each submission, which led to this misunderstanding. We deeply regret Linda's act of plagiarism and sincerely apologize for it." As his words hung in the air, an uproar erupted in the crowd. Sexpressed dissatisfaction, believing the organizers should bear greater responsibility, while others were more understanding, aclawowledging that everyone could make mistakes.
I watched the representative with mixed feelings. Although they admitted their mistakes, my work still hadn't been showcased, which was a huge disappointment for me.
However, I realized I couldn't focus solely on my losses; it was more important to advocate for the industry to value originality.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSo, I stood up and addressed the crowd. "I am incredibly grateful for everyone's support and understanding. While my work hasn't had the opportunity to be exhibited, I believe that if we all respect originality and defend creativity, future exhibitions will be fairer and more just." As soon as I finished speaking, the hall erupted in applause. Perhaps what mattered most towasn't merely the support of these people, but rather how I could establish myself in this fold.
Becoming an excellent designer was no easy feat, yet the clothes PM designed were truly beautiful.
To beca revered designer, one must first understood the genuine needs of people rather than imposing one's own ideas on om everyone, because Innan creativity new no bounds,
"Il an exchange student can think this way, why can't Linda consider the a bigger picture as well?" - Chapter 315
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