The people of the Federation have been going crazy over melons lately.
Someone anonymously uploaded a video of Zhao Fangyun's abnormal behavior on the spacecraft, and even uploaded a bloody photo of his front, with the caption "Retribution."
These four simple words and the restricted picture below greatly aroused the interest of netizens. They left messages one after another and directly sent this post to the hot search.
Only a small number of people were worried about Zhao Fangyun's injury. The vast majority of netizens were gloating. Not only did they not care about Zhao Fangyun's life or death, they also brought up the news that he had forced a young girl.
The video bloggers in the ghost area even made various creative edits to Zhao Fangyun's videos, making him appear in the shaman area, pagan area and other video sections.
As soon as Feng Qingyue came back, she lay there like Ge You in the manor, too leisurely to count.
She was not someone who was obsessed with the Star Network. She spent most of her time in the manor soaking in the swimming pool, so she didn't pay much attention to what happened to Zhao Fangyun later.
At this moment, she was looking at the message on the computer, her brows slightly furrowed, obviously a little confused.
Chen Yu's messages were always unpleasant to read. He said, "I heard from Ji Yuan that you're back? I'm glad you're back safely. I'll let you rest for three more days, and then you can resume classes after that."
Feng Qingyue lowered her eyes and looked at the four big black words "Classes Resume" on the screen, and she felt as if her eyes were darkening.
Just go to this crappy school, and don't say a word once you get there.
Thinking of Zhao Fangyun, that disgusting and wretched man, Feng Qingyue's lips curled up beautifully, and the next moment, her figure disappeared on the spot.
At the same time, the humidity in the sky above the Federal Center began to rise sharply.
Soon, a drizzle began to fall from the sky.
The Federal Ministry of Science and Technology immediately tested the composition of the rainwater. After confirming that the rainwater was clean, it opened the outer city protection shield, allowing the rainwater to drip onto the road surface, creating an ink painting on the land of science and technology.
Some people walked on the street holding portable energy umbrellas, while others let the rain wash over their bodies.
On the ground where no one noticed, which was clearly not where the raindrops landed, there were circles of ripples spreading outward. The distances between those ripples that appeared out of thin air were relatively constant, like footprints left by someone walking by.
Feng Qingyue was wrapped in light blue energy. Her eyes were indifferent as she walked slowly and gracefully on the street.
People were coming and going on the street, everyone had their own purpose, but she was strolling aimlessly as if she was taking a walk.
People were huddled together, trying to follow the traffic lights, but her body moved effortlessly through the throng ahead.
She seemed to be walking alone in another parallel time and space, no one could see her, no one could touch her.
Following the scent of her own energy threads, Feng Qingyue stopped at the gate of a villa area.
She gently flipped her fair wrist, and a thread of energy appeared in the palm of her hand.
Feng Qingyue lowered her eyes, and her slender fingers casually fiddled with the strand of energy. She weaved the energy thread into pattern after pattern. She was really tired of playing, so she held the strand of energy in her hand and then walked into the villa area.
Zhao Fangyun, here I come~
Feng Qingyue was in a good mood and she jumped in.
Following the energy sensation, she successfully found the Zhao family's villa.
Feng Qingyue felt her feet lighten and slowly floated into the air. Like a little ghost, she flew into the Zhao family's villa.
Zhao Fangyun was furious about what happened on the Internet, which caused his already hideous wound to split open again.
In order to save his face, he had no choice but to lie in bed every day to recuperate.
When Feng Qingyue came through the wall, she happened to see him lying on the bed, cursing at the video on the computer.
Recalling the scary little tricks on the computer, and scanning the luxuriously decorated room, Feng Qingyue's eyes quickly locked on a blue and white porcelain vase placed in the corner.
She reached out without hesitation and pushed the bottle to the ground.
The loud noise made Zhao Fangyun tremble all over. His only remaining right eye stared at the blue and white porcelain vase that had inexplicably shattered on the ground, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
He opened his mouth several times, trying to say something in fear: "Come... come..."
Extreme fear instantly made him lose the ability to speak. He took a few deep breaths and then shouted into the villa's built-in communication equipment: "Someone come!!"
After saying that, Zhao Fangyun collapsed on the bed. He was sweating all over, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.
When the housekeeper and Mrs. Zhao arrived with the servants from the villa, Zhao Fangyun had already wrapped himself up like a big dumpling.
Mrs. Zhao ran directly to the bedside and held Zhao Fangyun's face in her hands: "My dear son... Tell me quickly, what happened?"
Zhao Fangyun pointed at the broken bottle on the ground with trembling fingers, and his tone was filled with deep fear: "Mom...that thing just fell down by itself..."
Mrs. Zhao glanced at the broken bottle, her eyes confused. She patted her son's head and comforted him softly: "It's okay... This is home, no one dares to cause trouble for you..."
Zhao Fangyun gradually calmed down. He leaned against the bed and waved his hand weakly: "I'm worrying too much. You guys go first."
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