Song Yu clicked on it and found that those photos were actually taken from the girl's diary.

It was also posted on Weibo by a righteous blogger a few years ago, but someone manipulated the comments and distorted the facts. Netizens could not figure out the truth, the popularity did not increase, and it was gradually forgotten over time.

At the beginning of the diary, the girl's tone was very relaxed, expressing her anticipation for the new school and the new class. Her handwriting was beautiful, and it had the sincerity of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old, along with some childish complaints.

——Ahhh, on the first day of school, I was late for school because of traffic jam and was punished to stand at the door. This is too embarrassing [cover face][cover face]. The head teacher is a very nice English teacher. I hope I can restore the impression of her in the future.

——My new deskmate is a boy... The way he looks at me makes me uncomfortable, so weird

But before long, the style of the diary began to become depressing.

Her desk mate always touched her in class, which was like sexual harassment. The people sitting in front and behind her were not so nosy as to secretly record the class and post it online, naming the video "Look how flirty the new transfer student is."

The diary frequently contains words such as "I've been feeling sick all day", "I really want to vomit", and "What should I do?"

She spoke incoherently. Her family was poor and her father was always in the hospital. She didn't dare to trouble her parents with these things. When she said she wanted to change her deskmate, her homeroom teacher, Ou Yilian, directly retorted, "It doesn't matter where you sit. Just raise your emotional intelligence and there will be no one you can't get along with."

Silence and public opinion made her very unsociable in the classroom. She was so depressed that she was blocked and bullied by senior girls in the toilet. She could no longer bear it and told the head teacher. Ou Yilian was annoyed after being interrupted twice, but the answer she gave was, "If you don't respect yourself and act like a slut, who will respect you?" "The person in the video is you, right? It takes two to tango. If you don't indulge him, how can he be so presumptuous?"

These words were like a bucket of cold water that chilled her whole body. She returned to her seat and started crying. A kind-hearted girl in the same class couldn't bear to see this, so she accompanied her to see the principal and told him about it. After the principal talked to Ou Yilian, the next day Ou Yilian played the video of her being sexually harassed by her desk-mate that was posted online in front of the whole class, over and over again, hypocritically saying, "There are some jokes between desk-mates that you shouldn't make, like this."

It's like being tortured to death.

The diary entries at the end were messy, as if he was too sad to continue writing.

Her family finally realized that something was wrong with her. It turned out that the man had a powerful background and was not someone an ordinary family could afford to offend. Her mother cried so much that she didn't sleep well for several days, but she could only despair and go through the transfer procedures. After the incident became public on the Internet, the man's family repeatedly spent money to suppress the publicity and hired people to distort the truth, but it still did not cause any waves.

After reading it, Song Yu had one thought: I will kill Ou Yilian!

He was so angry that his hands were shaking as he pressed the keyboard.

Asked a question.

[Is that girl okay?] 】

The anonymous person replied after a long time.

[I changed to a new environment, it’s much better, I probably don’t want to be disturbed anymore]

Song Yu was stunned. Perhaps she would not want to recall this devastating past again.

At first, Song Yu thought about making a big fuss about this incident that happened a few years ago, making it a hot topic on the Internet, and ruining Ou Yilian's reputation. But such an act of justice might reopen the already scabbed wounds of the victim, causing secondary harm to the girl.

Song Yu asked him.

【Who are you. 】

The sender came back.

【You can treat me as a kind stranger. 】

Kind stranger?

Why did they send him this information just at the moment when he wanted to deal with Ou Yilian?

Does he know his identity?

As if to allay his concerns, the man sent another message.

[I have been keeping an eye on Ou Yilian and have investigated you. I hope you can give her justice. Thank you. 】

Song Yu frowned.

You've been keeping an eye on Ou Yilian for a long time, so you know that you and she don't get along?

You have investigated yourself, so you know that your identity is not simple?

It seemed to make sense, but he always felt it was weird.

[Are you from Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School?] 】

Teacher or student.

But there was no reply to the email.

Song Yu took a deep breath and sent the information to the principal.

He called Meng Guang directly again. Since this kind of thing cannot be solved by public opinion, he can only follow the rules. An anonymous report to the education department will most likely be dealt with perfunctorily.

And since Ou Yilian is so arrogant, she must have someone above her.

Meng Guang was drunk when he received the call: "Hello, Yu Yu, what happened again?"

Song Yu: "Come on, cousin, it's time for us to punish evil and promote good."

Meng Guang: "What?"

Song Yu: "I want to report my class teacher."

Meng Guang held the phone and laughed: "Your high school life is quite rich. In one week, you first reported your classmates and then reported your teacher. Hahahaha"

Song Yu rolled his eyes, thinking of Wang Ci and Ou Yilian whom he met when he enrolled, and Gao Feng: "Yes, I will report anyone!"

Meng Guang was amused by him and laughed out loud. He was quite fierce and would report anyone who did so.

Song Yu calmed down and said, "When you read the information later, you will know how worthless our head teacher is."

After forwarding all these emails to Meng Guang.

After reading it, Meng Guang was even angrier than him. He was so angry that he slammed the table and scolded Ou Yilian for a long time over the phone.

Song Yu lowered his eyes and listened, but was a little absent-minded.

That girl reminded me of Xie Sui’s experience in the book.

Where is Xie Sui in the book? Faced with Wang Ci's harassment, how depressed he would feel as such a proud man. Maybe he also feels "disgusted" and "confused". He just wants to study hard and let Grandma Chen live a better life. But the malice of life continues.

Meng Guang went to deal with the matter angrily.

After hanging up the phone, Song Yu felt very upset. He stared at the phone screen for a long time, wanting to talk to Xie Sui, but he didn't know what to say.

I posted a few points first to think about it.

[Song Yu: …]

After Xie Sui hired someone to find the information for Song Yu, he focused on dealing with Grandma Chen's matter.

Xu Shien gave him a lot of money, which was a big bargaining chip in his hands.

It was confirmed that the person who took the photo was Wang Ci.

Xie Sui drank a sip of black coffee and lowered his eyes to hide the cold light in them. In fact, for him, who is only 25 years old, he can hardly remember these little people from his school days.

After being reborn, you will be pure and free from desires, but there are always people who run into the gun.

The phone lit up, it was Song Yu. Xie Sui looked at the six dots and rubbed his fingers along the edge of the cup.

【Xie Sui: Why haven’t you slept yet】

He could deal with Ou Yilian in a more thorough and cruel way.

But he was more willing to fulfill Song Yu's justice and youthful spirit.

Song Yu lay on the bed holding his phone and scratched his head.

[Song Yu: Can’t sleep.] 】

【Xie Sui: Why? 】

Song Yu just wanted to chat with him. How could she talk about the things in the book that hadn't happened yet? After scratching her head for a long time and failing to find a topic, she simply gave up.

【Song Yu: …Afraid of not being able to win.】 】

Xie Sui laughed softly.

【Xie Sui: Yeah】

【Song Yu: Hmm? What? If I can’t beat you, will you help me? 】

He probably won't go to watch Song Yu fight tomorrow afternoon.

【Xie Sui: If you can’t win, don’t go. 】

[Song Yu: No, it’s like this. I’ve already said my harsh words. How can I give up halfway?] 】

【Xie Sui: The important thing is participation】

He actually never liked this kid fighting. What if he got hurt?

What does it mean? It doesn’t matter whether you get beaten or not, what matters is participation?

[Song Yu: You are such a cold person]

【Xie Sui: You just found out? 】

【Song Yu; ...】

Song Yu felt that he couldn't continue the conversation that day, but he felt depressed, especially when facing Xie Sui. He held it in for a long time and wanted to get to know him better.

Did you have any favorite books when you were a child? 】Start with the good memories.

Typical of making small talk.

Xie Sui chuckled. Song Yu was truly the person he had never met in his two lifetimes who was least likely to deliberately strike up a conversation.

But he was willing to spend time with him and talk about these meaningless things.

【No. 】

Song Yu did not give up.

【No? Really? Like "Peter Pan" and "The Little Prince"?

Thanks Sui.

[Such children's enlightenment reading materials? 】

Song Yu: “…”

The four words "children's enlightenment" choked his subsequent talk.

Holding the phone, Song Yu gritted his teeth and typed the last line.

[Asleep!] Gather your energy and be the school bully tomorrow! 】

Xie Sui smiled.

【good evening】

Song Yu actually didn't take the classes seriously all day on Friday. After chatting with Xie Sui yesterday, he somehow slept soundly. But when it came to Ou Yilian's class, he still felt sleepy. I opened the window, felt the cool breeze, and fell into a deep sleep.

After Ou Yilian finished writing on the blackboard, she turned around and saw Song Yu sleeping. All her dissatisfaction and resentment burst out at this moment. In front of the whole class, she said sarcastically: "Some people really have no idea of ​​themselves."

"Do you think you can get special treatment just because you have a disease? When you enter the society, you want others to give you a job based on your medical records? Even beggars have dignity."

She stared at Song Yu, and the sarcasm in her words was very obvious, just to let people know that Song Yu was sick, but she didn't say what the disease was.

The whole class dared not breathe.

This was the first time she publicly expressed her dissatisfaction with Song Yu in class, probably because Song Yu was sleeping and she didn't have the chance to argue with her.

As soon as the bell rang, Ou Yilian left with the lesson plan. A student wanted to ask her a question, but after calling her for a long time, there was no response, leaving the girl standing there, feeling very embarrassed.

Ma Xiaoding: "This head teacher is really sick! It's dawn, let's change the English teacher."

Xi Bowen: "Huh? Isn't the weather getting cold?"

He only knew that Ma Xiaoding memorized Chinese language blindly, but he didn't expect that he also used the jokes blindly.

Ma Xiaoding was stunned for a moment, and tried to save face by saying meaningfully: "You don't understand! It's dawn, she's dead, which means she was stabbed last night."

Xi Bowen looked indifferent: How funny.

Ma Xiaoding was so angry that he blocked his view with a book: "Close your eyes, close your eyes, close your eyes when it gets dark, I will kill you tonight, and you will die without any last words, so stop nagging me."

When Song Yu woke up, he heard a conversation between Ma Xiaoding and Xi Bowen. He rubbed his eyes and asked, "What did Ou Yilian say in class?"

Xie Sui stared at him for a long time. He felt that this child, who had just woken up, was confused and docile, not eccentric, and quite cute. He said calmly, "She said she was sick."

Song Yu was still rubbing his eyes: "Then she is quite self-aware."

Anyway, she will leave soon, no one will care about her.

The Chinese class representative came to collect the homework as usual, and he was the only person in the class that Song Yu had had contact with.

She carries the responsibility of all the girls in the class.

Carrying the hope of the whole village, while waiting, I mustered up the courage to ask: "Brother Yu, are you, are you nervous this afternoon?"

Song Yu raised the corner of his lips, pulling out a disdainful arc, "Nervous."

The Chinese class representative took a breath, and a group of girls who were pushing and shoving each other with their ears pricked up also gasped inwardly.

Not to mention Brother Yu’s status as the national troll… the national husband, just the fact that Song Yu is in their class! This is a battle for general dignity!

A class of students, worrying about them.

The Chinese class representative smiled awkwardly, his eyes unable to hide his worry: "I'm really nervous."

Song Yu tilted his head and smiled: "Of course I'm nervous. I'm going to have a son this afternoon. I'm a first-time father and don't have much parenting experience."

After a moment of silence.

“Hahahahahahahaha”

The whole class burst into laughter.

Perhaps it was because Song Yu no longer felt so cold and unapproachable, the class atmosphere suddenly became particularly harmonious and pleasant.

There was a bold girl who raised her hand and said with a smile: "Brother, would you consider me for the exam? Would you like to have another child? I am not afraid of trouble and I will help you take care of the child."

The girl next to her was busy pulling her hand and scolding her with a smile: "You are crazy, thank God for killing you tonight."

Xie Shen curled his lips when he was cueed, but he didn't look particularly happy.

Although Song Yu always boasted that he wanted to communicate with his female classmates, he was particularly careless in real life.

She twirled the pen and sneered subconsciously: "I won't consider it. I won't accept your advice. Don't try to trick me. Who are you calling brother? I won't take your advice any more, sister—"

The hand spinning the pen stopped.

He shut up.

Because I always feel like something is wrong.

“Hahahahahahahahahahahaha”

But the whole class burst into laughter again.

I have already helped Song Yu finish the rest of the sentence.

He is worthy of his reputation as the most cold-blooded scumbag in the forum.

Song Yu: “…”

day! He also mocked Ma Xiaoding for being destined to be alone! Aren’t you the same kind of person?

Ma Xiaoding laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.

Song Yu handed in his homework dejectedly.

I began to reflect that maybe it wasn’t God’s will that I couldn’t find a girlfriend.

After the commotion during the break, Song Yu found that the classmates around him, who had been playing the background role, gradually began to become active around him. For example, after class, there was a girl who handed him a bottle of drink, said, "Brother Yu, go for it," and then ran away with a red face.

Song Yu was puzzled: "What the hell?"

Ma Xiaoding is a straight man who is extremely sensitive to men but very insensitive to men and women. He scratched his head and said, "I don't know, a new trick?" He stared at the water in Song Yu's hand eagerly, "Do you buy this trick, Brother Yu?"

Song Yu glanced at him: "…………"

After school, Xie Sui said he had something to do and left first. Song Yu asked for a long time, but Xie Sui kept silent and just smiled and blinked at him.

Brother Yu, who thought he was sensible, of course nodded with an "I understand" look on his face.

Even though he actually doesn't understand anything.

The decisive battle is at the top of Shushan Tower.

Someone started a text live broadcast on the forum.

[Welcome to watch Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School's special martial arts (parent-child) program for the start of school - Who is the school bully (who will be the father)]

【I am the commentator Da K】

[I am now standing on the rooftop of Shushan Building - the Yude Building next door. Wow, the scenery is really beautiful. The wind is blowing, and it feels like the sword fighting contest on Mount Huashan. The speakers are in place, the lighting technicians are in place, and the fans are yelling at me. 】

The floors below are very respectable.

Both men and women are the same hahahahahahahahaha.

Shushan Building is the teaching building for the second year of high school. It has a rooftop, which is considered a holy place for couples to confess their love in Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School.

Many people who wanted to watch the fun came to watch, but since it was Friday and the public holiday, most people chose to catch the bus home and just browse the posts out of boredom.

Where there is a competition, there will definitely be winners and losers, and where there are winners and losers, there will be speculation.

The building was happily flooded with water.

[Bet a bag of spicy noodles on my brother Yu to win]

[Brother Yu won and I donated a building to the school]

[I gave a Maserati to the principal]

【I! I’m going to use my first kiss that I’ve treasured for many years to defeat my husband, Brother Yu, and win! 】

[Awesome, I want one too. I bet on Brother Yu to win. If I guess right, a girl from the building will be randomly picked and she will give me my virginity that I have treasured for seventeen years! 】

【6666666666】

The stakes were getting higher and higher, and a group of boys joined in the fun and started to pay their first tribute to the night.

The commentator stopped it in time.

【Please give me back my green post】

[I have memorized the names of those who gave Yu Geying their first kiss, first night, car and house as gifts. Don’t deny your debts when the time comes! 】

The atmosphere in the post was surprisingly cheerful.

Song Yu knew nothing about this.

Ma Xiaoding and his group of younger brothers followed behind Song Yu to serve as a presence.

Song Yu was surrounded and became a gangster boss.

Song Yu, who originally wanted to fight quietly and then leave, said: "..."

There were quite a few people scattered around the streets and corridors.

The rooftop was very empty.

The sky is clear and the sky is blue and transparent. The wind blew Song Yu's school uniform, making her hair a little messy. The boy had shallow pupils and was in a hurry to go back to do his homework. He seemed to be asking for a beating if he was a little impatient - he was asking for a beating.

Gao Feng coughed, thought about what happened on the forum, and decided to show his power first.

He sneered, threw the cigarette he hadn't even lit on the ground, stepped on it, grabbed the collar with his hand, and said in a very arrogant tone, "You are the one..."

Wait, what is Song Yu’s online name?

I noticed his embarrassment. She hurriedly said, "Your husband, Brother Yu! Your husband, Brother Yu!"

Gao Feng: “…”

What a fucking reputation!

He certainly wouldn't pronounce his full name, but pronouncing it as "Brother Yu" or "husband" would mean killing him. This name has five characters and four of them are hard to pronounce. This is a really genius name.

Seeing that they had been guessing and guessing for a week but still hadn't figured it out, Song Yu sneered and said lightly, "Yes, that's right, I am your husband, Brother Yu."

Gao Feng: “………………”

The entire rooftop: “………………”

A group of tough guys who were taken advantage of for no apparent reason.

The girl who was secretly watching in the corridor.

“Aa ...

Commentator Da K held a telescope and passionately explained the situation to everyone in the forum.

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After school on Friday, Xie Sui stayed in the classroom for a while, and the man sent him another message, guiding him to an old teaching building in a remote corner of the campus.