The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 790 - 631 Slap in the Face, Herwen’s Phone Number [2 Updates]_2

Chapter 790: 631 Slap in the Face, Herwen’s Phone Number [2 Updates]_2

"The reason I’m here today is to show something to you all," said the butler, taking out that issue of the International Physics Center science journal and flipping to Elizabeth’s paper.

The manager took a look and his expression changed instantly, "This..."

The several professors standing nearby all saw it too and couldn’t help but look shocked.

"You are familiar with this, aren’t you? Our miss submitted this paper to the International Physics Center in September last year," the butler presented several documents, indifferently, "Why would a paper identical to our miss’s appear in your esteemed organization, but submitted later?"

The manager didn’t speak and carefully compared the two papers.

Even the order of the words and the subordinate clauses used were exactly the same.

Even if two researchers were studying the same field, it was absolutely impossible for their thoughts to collide to such an extent.

No, they were exactly the same.

It could only be plagiarism.

The professors exchanged looks, all somewhat astonished, unable to believe it.

This year, the second ISC competition was held, and now the semi-finals had just finished, with again 1200 people entering the international finals.

But no one had emerged as a standout genius like Ying Zijin.

The professors felt somewhat regretful.

But how could a genius like Ying Zijin plagiarize Elizabeth’s paper?

Elizabeth has been in the field of scientific research for a while now, having published three papers.

Ying Zijin currently has none.

Comparing the two, Elizabeth does indeed seem to have the upper hand.

The facts were also right in front of them.

The manager murmured, "No wonder Professor Zuo Li requested that we withdraw his student’s paper."

The butler continued to smile, "If it wasn’t plagiarism, why would he withdraw it instead of defending it?"

Elizabeth set down her teacup, speaking indifferently, "I don’t mind this incident, I just need an explanation, and to inform the entire scientific community that my paper was plagiarized."

"You don’t mind?" a cold laugh came from the doorway, "Of course you don’t, you thief!"

Elizabeth’s face turned cold as she turned her head.

"So the International Physics Center kept me on," Zuo Li walked in, "A thief dares to be so arrogant."

"So you are Zuo Li," Elizabeth said noncommittally, "You Hua Country people really like to slander others; I truly have seen something new. It’s a good thing I’ve always disliked dealing with Hua Country people."

The manager had seen Ying Zijin’s photo and recognized her immediately, "Miss Ying, your paper?"

"You’re saying this paper is plagiarized from yours," Ying Zijin looked at Elizabeth and nodded slightly, "The formulas I used for the multi-universe, alternative universe, and parallel dimensions—do you even know how they are derived?"

"Why should I discuss that with you here?" Elizabeth laughed, quite disdainfully, "To make it easy for you to continue copying my ideas?"

"I’ve heard from a few Helga University students that you’re very good with computers, but you can only steal what’s inside a computer; what’s in one’s head can’t be taken. Don’t even think of using tricks," she said.

Upon hearing this, Sinai immediately retorted, "Who says you can’t?"

Such technology has long been available in the City of the World.

Zuo Li’s mouth twitched, "Little girl, it really isn’t possible."

"I don’t want to hear the word ’little’; I already said I am older than her."

"..."

Ying Zijin looked up, "Do you really think I have no evidence or preparation?"

Elizabeth furrowed her brows, "What do you mean?"

She had purchased the paper directly from the International Physics Center, it wasn’t a simple act of plagiarism.

The paper’s name was hers; what could Ying Zijin possibly do?

Ying Zijin raised her hand and tapped the table, "Please, a computer."

Sinai glanced at the slim notebook computer passed by the manager and drewled, "That’s what we used last century."

Zuo Li: "..."

This young girl must have a middle school syndrome, right?!

Elizabeth laughed again, "What now, planning to show off your impressive computer skills in front of us?"

Ying Zijin didn’t say anything, instead she brought up a webpage.

After a few clicks, she displayed it in front of the manager and professors.

They leaned in for a closer look.

It was a private article from a blog.

But now it had turned from private to public.

The article was divided into two sections, one in Chinese and the other in English.

The English version was identical to the one published in the scientific journal.

At the bottom was the publication date.

August 2, 2021.

It was more than a month earlier than when Elizabeth had submitted her paper.

Looking at this string of numbers, Elizabeth’s smile gradually congealed, and her expression shattered.

This blog post was like a slap in her face.

August of last year?

How could someone post their completed paper on a blog before anywhere else?

What kind of move was this?

Even if it was posted privately, it could still be stolen.

The internet is never safe.

Zuo Li was also bewildered, he hadn’t expected Ying Zijin truly had evidence.

But after his initial confusion, he felt wronged, "Classmate Ying, you actually deceived me!"

When he asked her for it in August, she had said she hadn’t written it.

Yet, it had been written and saved to her blog all along, simply set to private.

Ying Zijin was unburdened by guilt, unhurried, "I can delay it a bit, I can delay it. Otherwise, how many papers would I have to write? I don’t want to lose my hair."

Zuo Li: "..."

The timeline had now changed.

The person in charge and professors from the Celestial Body Institution Center all turned their gaze towards Elizabeth, their looks gradually turning cold.

A senior professor spoke out coldly, "Miss Elizabeth, how do you explain this?"

"Who knows if you used computer technology to change this?" Elizabeth’s fingers trembled, her facade threatening yet fragile, "How can you prove that I plagiarized from you?"

Zuo Li said disdainfully, "I just heard before I came in, our timeline is later than yours, which means we copied from you. How come now when it’s the other way around, you don’t admit it?"

Elizabeth’s expression became more overcast, finally losing patience, "Enough, I’ll tell you straight. I am an assistant researcher for Professor Herwen’s new experiment; do I need to plagiarize her paper?"

At this remark, the professors were all surprised.

The person in charge was also astonished, "Miss Elizabeth, you’ve joined the Cosmic Carrier project?!"

Herwen had already stopped other experiments to focus on the Cosmic Carrier.

But due to many difficulties, the research was indeed progressing slowly.

"She joined the Cosmic Carrier project?" Zuo Li was also taken aback.

If Elizabeth was also on this project, it was unlikely that Ying Zijin wouldn’t know about it.

Ying Zijin pressed her temple.

She finally remembered that Xize had given her the information of several scientific research talents from the Lorentz Family, because she had casually mentioned she needed a capable researcher.

Not necessarily a genius like Li Han, but their knowledge in physics and computer science couldn’t be lacking.

The Cosmic Carrier project was massive; just the research staff for the power core and programming numbered in the hundreds.

At least three thousand researchers for the entire project.

She urgently needed manpower.

So she had passed on these profiles to Herwen’s assistant for selection.

As for the names, she hadn’t looked at them closely.

Later, Herwen had even called to thank her for helping to find people.

Looking at Zuo Li’s shocked expression, Elizabeth smiled faintly, "I told you, I wrote this paper. Don’t be ungrateful. I hate that."

This put the person in charge and the professors in a difficult position.

Indeed.

If Elizabeth was a plagiarist, could she still have entered Herwen’s lab?

Zuo Li turned around, frowning, "Classmate Ying, she..."

"This is Professor Herwen’s phone number." Ying Zijin dialed a string of numbers right in front of Elizabeth, then placed the phone in front of her, "You call."