Chapter 70 He Huaisheng is a sycophant.

Everyone heard He Huaisheng's words in the Academic Affairs Office clearly, and even the sound of him being hit was clearly heard.

But he maintained such a good image at school that everyone thought he had been led astray by Jiang Zhiyao.

Moreover, he went to the academic affairs office to ask An Shixia not to hold it against him because of Jiang Zhiyao.

People felt more pity for him than hatred.

Instead of choosing the excellent An Shixia, he insisted on liking Jiang Zhiyao, and even broke his own principles for Jiang Zhiyao.

The girl was a little puzzled, but not wanting to offend someone who was smiling, she still reminded them, "Take a look at the campus forum."

Without pausing after speaking, he turned around and joined another queue.

He Huaisheng opened the forum and was greeted with the comments he had edited earlier, which he hadn't posted yet.

Feeling somewhat embarrassed, he quickly deleted the text and, without bothering to switch to a different account, immediately refreshed the page.

The most popular post was pushed to the top, and he could see it without even having to search for it.

It was a video, but it kept filming the same place. There were many people in the cafeteria, so he muted it and went straight to the comments section.

I thought they were good friends before, but I never expected Jiang Zhiyao to be so treacherous!

That's so mean! Even if you hate someone, you shouldn't do that!

[An Shixia is still too soft-hearted. What does Yao's inability to work have to do with her? If it were me, I would never forgive her.]

The comments kept refreshing, all of them cursing Jiang Zhiyao, and a small number of people were also cursing him.

[I never expected He Huaisheng to be so unable to distinguish right from wrong.]

He Huaisheng is a good person, but unfortunately he's got a love-struck brain—no, he's more like a simp.

He Huaisheng's eyes sharpened instantly. The voice in the video was definitely related to what happened today.

Is he unable to distinguish right from wrong? It's clearly An Shixia who's being unreasonable and insisting on taking it all the way to the academic affairs office. Even if she admits it, it won't have much impact on him. He can just retake the exam; it's not like he'll fail.

Calling him a simp? He's just concerned about Yao Yao. Yao Yao is physically weak; if she gets sick, will they take responsibility? They're all just talking big; they probably only get satisfaction from insulting people.

Jiang Zhiyao was unaware of what had happened, and her expression remained unchanged. Seeing He Huaisheng frown, she couldn't help but ask, "Brother Sheng, what's wrong?"

Jiang Zhiyao had just finished crying, and He Huaisheng didn't want these things to affect her mood, so he turned off his phone, smiled, and said, "It's nothing, let's eat first."

It's good that they don't have to queue; he can just get his food directly.

I gritted my teeth and ordered a plate of braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

"Yaoyao, eat more."

As soon as He Huaisheng saw Jiang Zhiyao take out her phone, he put food in her bowl, afraid that she would see something she shouldn't see.

At the same time, he contacted the poster directly, asked them to delete the post, and gave them a warning.

[Dear student, spreading a post with significant impact on campus, with over 500 reposts, causing damage to others' reputations and disrupting campus order, will not only result in school disciplinary action but may also lead to detention by the police and even criminal prosecution. We hope you will delete the post after seeing this; we can overlook this.]

The poster was just a student. When He Huaisheng threatened him with the law, he became a little scared and deleted the post.

An Shixia was scrolling through the comments criticizing He Huaisheng when the post disappeared instantly after she scrolled down a bit.

She exclaimed in surprise, "What happened to it?"

As soon as Yan Lingyu left, she idly browsed the posts and discovered that what happened that afternoon had been broadcast to the entire school and recorded in its entirety.

She was somewhat surprised, but in a great mood. This wasn't something she had leaked; the whole school knew about Jiang Zhiyao's bad deeds.

Looking at the comments section filled with insults directed at the two of them, she felt that these people were simply her mouthpieces.

She left the forum with some regret. Just as she clicked back, the original poster refreshed the thread with a private message, a screenshot of the message He Huaisheng had sent.

The post was deleted.

Those three simple words only fueled my anger.

Don't be a coward, bro. You didn't spread any rumors; you just recorded a video and happened to capture some sounds.

The poster replied with a picture of someone weak, pitiful, and helpless.

As a result, the criticism in the post intensified, and the poster, fearing that things would escalate and that the school leaders would actually call him in for a talk, hid the post again.

Jiang Zhiyao never saw the insults directed at her in the post.

He Huaisheng breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it didn't affect Yao Yao.

Do you have time tomorrow at noon?

He Huaisheng suddenly asked.

Jiang Zhiyao nodded: "I have time, what's up?"

"We'll go to the company together tomorrow to sign the contract. Although it's just an internship, they'll treat us the same as regular employees. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

Jiang Zhiyao had never been exposed to these things before, and He Huaisheng couldn't help but feel a little worried that she would not be able to adapt if she were to work there.

But it doesn't matter, he works at the same company as Yao Yao now, he can just secretly help Yao Yao solve the problem.

"Okay, Brother Sheng, I'll ask you if there's anything I don't understand."

He Huaisheng smiled with satisfaction. He was thinking about how to negotiate with the company to get Yao Yao assigned to his group, so that the work could be distributed to others and Yao Yao could just focus on having fun.

*

Yan Lingyu had a personal relationship with an antique master, so he asked him to organize a gathering and invite friends from the antique world to get together.

He didn't say he had anything to convince them; he drank with them for a while before gradually bringing up the topic.

"Everyone here is a very famous figure in the antique circle. Didn't Mr. Jiang identify a painting within a painting last time? I happened to take a picture of that painting."

Once this topic was brought up, everyone present seemed to have a common subject and began to express their opinions.

"I never imagined there was another layer under that thin piece of paper. How did Elder Jiang figure it out?"

Even the slightly younger master's voice was filled with admiration.

Old Jiang happily raised his glass and laughed twice: "Actually, I wasn't sure at first. I thought I'd give it a try, and even if it didn't work out, it wouldn't be a loss. I didn't expect it to actually work!"

“When you burned that side, I was shocked. I thought that burning it would ruin the painting on the other side.”

"Then you don't understand, do you? The materials are different, so it won't burn. You'll understand when you encounter it in the future."

The more they chatted, the happier they became. The older masters shared their experiences, and the younger generation humbly asked for advice, creating a harmonious and joyful atmosphere.

They don't know how to keep things to themselves; they only know that if they pass on these experiences, someone will inherit them, more cultural relics will be discovered, and a longer-lasting culture will be passed down.

Seeing them chatting so enthusiastically, Yan Lingyu smiled and asked, "Does anyone here know anything about the Imperial Seal of the State?"