[1L: That girl looks so vixen-like. I've seen her getting very close to their homeroom teacher several times. Who knows...]

[2L: Is what the person upstairs said accurate? The other person is a model student, isn't it normal for them to be liked by teachers?]

[3L: Of course! Those male teachers at our school... don't overestimate their character, they're all actually... tsk tsk tsk!]

[4L: Huh! Really?]

[5L: What else? Why do you think the school beauty dropped out of school and went home? It's because her DT (presumably referring to a specific type of erectile dysfunction) drained her energy! Here's a picture, see for yourself.]

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[6L: Holy crap! This is mind-blowing! Where did the picture upstairs come from? It's not photoshopped, is it?]

[7L: Isn't P clearer than this?]

...

[1001L: Holy crap! Are these people really that dirty?]

[1002L: I'll pay a fortune for anyone who hasn't seen this before! Holy crap, am I blind?!]

...

Mingmei returned to the shop and told Yuanfang to lock the door when it was time to leave work, while she herself returned to her residence in a daze.

"Those things you showed me... on the forum, are they real?"

As Mingmei lay in bed, tossing and turning, watching the various gossips on the forum—about students and teachers, students and students, and all sorts of other strange and unusual news—she felt that the world was truly magical.

She can accept exceptions, but she can't accept that it's the only case.

[Some of it is true, some... host, you know, it's all just hearsay. To attract attention or vent emotions, their school's intranet is anonymous, making them even more unrestrained.]

"How many of those people actually died because of this?"

Gui Gui was speechless when Ming Mei asked her a question.

Mingmei slowly closed her eyes, and she couldn't help but recall things before she transmigrated.

Back then, everyone around them said the same thing: that their family had produced such a useless son...

Even though her younger sister would beat her every time she heard it, and her mother even took down the plaques of two different sects because of it, people still mocked her in private.

“Meimei is not a waste. She has no spiritual root but has gained an incredibly powerful body. She has no spiritual root but has still achieved immortality. People are mostly just jealous of such a person.”

A gentle male voice pulled Mingmei back to reality from her memories. Mingmei opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling, blinking blankly. Her hand involuntarily went to her chest.

It seems there is something I can't remember.

"When we were checking the faculty and staff information just now, were there any teachers who were dismissed two years ago?"

After calming down her inexplicable emotions, Mingmei began analyzing the previous investigation data again.

Previously, Mingmei had only been paying attention to the list of the dead, until the forum mentioned the death of the model student and said that their homeroom teacher had also resigned afterward.

Yes. Gui Gui has memories too. I took a screenshot.

Bright and beautiful: ?

Although I cannot directly access this information, I took a screenshot while you were viewing it.

Mingmei: ...

So why did she go to all that trouble to memorize all of this?

What was the reason that person was fired?

The death of a student in the class has become a major public issue, causing irreparable damage to the school's reputation.

The reason for her dismissal was not some moral issue that Mingmei had imagined.

"But I remember Yuan Fang and the others saying that he died in the school fire... If he had already been expelled, why did he die at school during the fire?!"

Mingmei suddenly sat up in bed, her eyes wide as if asking herself, "Why did Yuan Fang and the others know who died in the fire?"

...

"What the heck?!"

Zhen Hu, who was making excuses to work overtime late at night, grabbed Julian and dragged him along with two bottles of wine, refusing to let him go home. The two of them bought a bunch of kebabs and went back to the top floor of the office building, enjoying a beer and a kebab under the gentle breeze and bright moonlight.

Then, after a couple of beers, Julian and Zhen Hu started talking about Mona's unusual feelings for him.

"What the heck?!?"

After calling out twice, Zhen Hu put down his drink, grabbed Julian and pulled him in front of him, his eyes wide as he said, "You're not kidding me, are you? Let me tell you, although everyone in our class excels in physical skills, we're not the kind of idiots whose brains are all muscles! Don't try to fool me!"

"Why would I lie to you? Didn't you feel her closeness to you? Couldn't you see the fervor in her eyes?"

Having already confirmed that Lillian would join forces with them to deal with Mona, and seeing that Zhen Hu was avoiding Lillian, Julian finally told her everything.

I never expected the other party to react so strongly.

"No...you all know all of this except me?"

"Isn't it because you still contact Mona frequently? We're afraid you'll give yourself away."

"Aren't you afraid now?"

“It should be over in two or three days,” Julian said, letting out a sigh of relief.

"Then what good is it for me to know now?"

Unlike Julian, who breathed a sigh of relief, Zhen Hu immediately downed another bottle of wine, indicating that he had mixed feelings about the news.

"Of course it's useful."

Julian pondered the meaning behind Mu Chen's words—this was a prelude to using Zhen Hu as bait.

Zhen Hu noticed that Julian's gaze was becoming increasingly strange, and his intuition told him that they were planning to set him up.

"Since Mona has those kinds of feelings for you..."

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