To freely showcase one’s talents.
Li Leilei prefers designing heavy chas, blending violence with aesthetics, crafting the bulky heavy chas to appear both imposing and attractive.
They strike a chord with n, yet girls don’t find them hardcore, thinking that even if they’re expensive, they’re worth the price.
Feng Wansha, under Su Xiaocai’s influence, gradually tilted towards practicality in her cha designs, recently crafting two new chas. Even before returning to school, she received high praise from her ntor in the class group.
Praising her for her great progress, breaking away from the previous focus on cha functionality diversity, moving towards a practical style.
Able to design high-performing chas excellently.
Since their first design, each of them has made no less than thirty designs, yet whether naive or gradually maturing designs.
Each carries an indescribable personal touch.
Xing Miao, as an outsider, could tell, and the three "professionals" could feel it even more.
Then it was Xue Huiyi’s turn; she had more cha designs, showing "genius" level designs since she was ten. She then released more than ten cha blueprints one after another.
Gaining fa online, establishing her as a prodigy.
At seventeen, like Feng Wansha, she gained early admission through a famous cosmic competition.
Her family, knowledge, and social circle were levels others could only dream of; no one would suspect her of cheating.
Su Xiaocai was different because she ti-traveled, leading to suspicion that Xue Huiyi might have been reborn.
If the rebirth theory held, then suspicions of cheating increased.
Looking at the array of design sketches.
Xing Miao wore a peculiar expression, unable to comprehend.
Works can testify to a person’s growth journey.
Technical differences in designs are normal, with fluctuations being the norm.
Normally, the works of the sa person give the impression that it was designed by that person.
Xue Huiyi’s works weren’t like this.
Full of chaos and randomness.
And her work that resembled Li Leilei’s design lacked any stylistic transition, very abrupt.
Su Xiaocai had ntioned to her roommates before that Xue Huiyi’s works were odd.
To verify, more comparisons with other cha designers’ works were needed.
Li Leilei had just arrived; back then, Su Xiaocai helped her not just out of sympathy but more to dismantle Xue Huiyi’s "pride" from within, burying her into the abyss.
The four looked at each other.
No one dared to confidently say that Xue Huiyi was likely a thief, or rather, hired a ghostwriter?
Or was her style inherently diverse?
No one dared to conclude because there was no evidence.
"I want to ask, do you know anyone with similar experiences?" With so many different types of designs, Su Xiaocai felt the victim count was higher.
Li Leilei looked down, clutching her sleeve tightly, after a long pause, softly said: "On my social account, I once added soone who told during his high school days, he had a draft that was just an outline, yet appeared complete in a competition. It wasn’t even finalized. I feared he was a fraud, ignored him, and he never contacted afterward."
"Do you plan to contact him again?" Su Xiaocai asked.
Li Leilei hesitated, disheartened, "What good will it do adding him? There’s no evidence."
Su Xiaocai: "Can you give his account? I’d like to learn more."
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