045: Rumors/Slander
Miao Yu had barely finished speaking.
The previously noisy classroom fell eerily quiet for a moment.
Even though no one turned to look at them, Huaiyan still sensed that something was wrong.
He ignored the probing gazes and turned his head to look at Miao Yu expressionlessly.
"What do you mean?" Huai Yan frowned, her tone slightly cold. "Explain yourself clearly."
Miao Yu's words were too pointed.
What does it mean to say, "You will not be coming to class today"?
What has happened in the past few days? Is there anything he doesn't know?
"Ah..." Miao Yu then innocently covered her mouth, feigning apology, "I thought you... knew."
The classroom was filled with whispers.
The murmurs came from all directions, and Huaiyan keenly picked up on a few familiar words.
Forums, live streaming, sugar daddies/sugar babies.
"That video... I watched it... it's so slutty."
"I really don't know... about going to school..."
"..."
What happened?
"This wasn't in the original storyline, was it?" Huaiyan asked 073, "Why..."
Why did things suddenly turn out this way?
“…I don’t know either,” 073 was also clueless, “but it’s very likely that the plot has gone astray.”
After finishing speaking, 073 wanted to say something more.
After thinking about it, I finally shut up.
Perhaps he's overthinking it.
Because Huaiyan was not framed by Miao Yu at the beginning, unlike the original owner in the original story.
And later, he intentionally distanced himself from Miao Yu.
No matter what message the other party sent on WeChat, Huaiyan never replied.
Therefore, it is highly likely that Miao Yu harbors a grudge.
Despite the commotion around him, Huaiyan remained calm.
...It's alright, if Fu Tingyu finds out, he will definitely take care of it for him.
Thinking this, the boy's heart strangely calmed down.
At least for now, judging from Miao Yu's words, things haven't gotten out of control yet.
Huai Yan's straight back remained unmoved, and his expression did not change even when he heard those vulgar words.
However, Huaiyan's reaction clearly exceeded Miaoyu's expectations.
He stared blankly at the boy, feeling that there was something different about the person in front of him.
It's clearly the same person, but the aura they exude seems different.
Huai Yan noticed Miao Yu's probing gaze and stared back coldly.
We must be extremely careful.
Unexpectedly, this class monitor would be here to trip him up.
And nobody told him.
"So what if I know?"
The boy spoke in a hostile tone, kicking the table in front of him with his leg. "You think you can kill me?"
The classroom fell silent suddenly.
The boy's calves were straight and white, and he didn't hold back at all when he kicked the table.
This is in stark contrast to the soft and gentle appearance of Huai inkstones.
Miao Yu was startled.
He seemed completely unprepared for Huaiyan's reaction.
The boy usually appeared to be extremely docile and never even swore.
"I'm so sorry..." Miao Yu quickly stood up, her eyes red, and kept apologizing, "I... I didn't know you would be unhappy because of this..."
"I'm sorry, I really...didn't mean to..."
With that, Miao Yu bowed to Huai Yan, left his seat, and walked to the corner of the classroom.
Huai Yan was somewhat bewildered, and then, the noise rose again like a tidal wave.
"Hey," a boy whistled lewdly, his blatant gaze sweeping over Huai Yan, "how much for one time?"
Huai Yan didn't move, nor did she give the boy a glance; she simply took out her phone.
However, the other party clearly mistook the boy's indifference for fear and apprehension.
The boy got more and more excited as he spoke, shouting, "I think it's free, right? This kind of slut is meant to be used..."
In the large classroom, only the boy's shouts could be heard, and no one spoke up to stop him.
It was as if everyone had tacitly approved of the boy's vulgar words, shifting their attention to the boy who had his head down.
"You guys are so shameless, you haven't seen that video," the boy said even more brazenly. "I don't know how you have the nerve to come to class. You don't deserve to be a student at Li University..."
Suddenly, the boy stopped talking.
“Go on.”
Huai Yan held up her phone and chuckled softly, "These words will become the evidence I hand over to the police."
The boy visibly panicked, and hurriedly stepped forward, trying to knock Huaiyan's phone away: "What do you mean? Can't you even take a joke? What's wrong with what I said?"
Besides, would the police really come after him and interrogate him based solely on this one video?
Thinking about it this way, the boy felt even more confident.
He slammed his hand on the table and spat on the floor: "Damn it, you bitch, I..."
This time, the boy still didn't have time to finish speaking.
"ah!"
He fell straight to the ground, groaning, unable to get up.
Huai Yan remained unmoved, calmly shifting her gaze to Jiang Ze.
Jiang Ze's face still showed hostility, and his eyes were sinister as he looked at the boy on the ground.
That gaze was like that of someone looking at a dead person.
"Apologize." Jiang Ze raised his foot and ruthlessly stepped on the other person's hand. "Bastard."
The boy then let out another unprecedented scream.
"Why should I!" Perhaps out of pride, the boy glared fiercely at Jiang Ze, "I advise you not to..."
"ah--!"
With a sharp crack, another kick landed.
Jiang Ze stomped very hard, using almost 80% of his strength, his gaze cold and menacing.
The boy was screaming so hard that, logically, one or two people would come out to help.
But no one moved in the classroom for a long time.
No one dared to step forward and become the so-called ungrateful scapegoat.
The man seemed to finally realize that he was at a disadvantage.
He yelled and apologized haphazardly in Huaiyan's direction, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I'm the one whore..."
Huaiyan ignored him, picked up her book, and stood up.
The boy's slender body made him look particularly frail.
Beautiful eyebrows and eyes, but also a hint of grievance.
Seeing this, Jiang Ze seemed about to say something.
But Huaiyan didn't give him that chance. He left directly and made a phone call to his counselor.
Judging from this situation, it seems like class can't be held.
“Go check the forum quickly,” 073 said anxiously. “I have a feeling that what’s happening on the forum isn’t anything good.”
Judging from the reactions of that group of people, it was most likely related to Huaiyan's live stream.
"Okay," the boy replied softly, obediently taking out his phone.
It is undeniable that this is the time.
He missed Fu Tingyu very much.
When a man is around, Huaiyan doesn't have to think about anything.
Because a man won't harm him; he can always smooth things over for him.
Huaiyan had been following the school forum before.
At that time, it was to find out Jiang Ze's preferences.
There are many active students on the forum; usually, a random post will get at least a dozen comments.
So when Huaiyan opened the forum, it wasn't difficult for her to find information about herself.
Moreover, that post was the top-rated comment.
No wonder everyone in the classroom knew, and not a single person came out to defend him.
The post was made by a user named 2333.
2333 first released a video.
It was Huaiyan who, last night, listened to Fu Tingyu and started a live stream, which was then recorded.
The video is five minutes long.
In the video, the boy has obedient and beautiful features, and his fair skin is flushed from the corners of his eyes to his neck.
Every now and then, a few muffled groans would escape from the boy's throat, leaving much to the imagination.
There was also the conversation between Fu Tingyu and Fu Tingyu during their live stream together.
Even if you haven't watched the live stream, just watching this screen recording is enough to make people speculate.
The post title is in bold, eye-catching font.
Perhaps to make sure people wouldn't miss it, there was a long string of exclamation marks before the title.
[OP | 2333: !! Someone in the art department is being kept by a sugar daddy!!]
Does anyone know Huaiyan from the Fine Arts Department? I accidentally stumbled upon his live stream yesterday, and I heard he's started selling it. Someone in the live stream kept giving him money and even connected with him on the stream.
If you don't understand, just ask: are these things allowed to be broadcast?
[1L: Oh my god, I often see him on the school's scholarship list...]
[2L: Why does it feel like... like I've been fucked? (Is this something I can say?)]
[10L: Making such lewd jokes is like a coffin lid reflecting light. How dark must the poster's heart be? Recording other people's live streams isn't enough, they also have to post them on the forum /facepalm]
[11L: Sister, I clicked this. I don't know what the original poster is thinking. Maybe you're just jealous that someone got a scholarship?]
[56L: OP, you're so easily upset. They were just doing a live stream, what did they do to deserve this?]
[70L: Good heavens, you guys are terrifying... What's wrong with live streaming...?]
Surprisingly, not many people on the forum were criticizing it.
On the contrary, they were all speaking up for Huaiyan.
Only a few people were making vulgar remarks.
Those vulgar comments will be surrounded by four or five users in the next second.
“No,” 073 said, “scroll down the forum.”
Although Huai Yan didn't know why, he did as instructed.
Then, another comment section, the opposite of what was expected, appeared in front of the system.
The malice in this comment is just like that of the boy from before.
[Several hundred for one night, want to book me]
[This kind of person is even in school? So slutty.]
[I've set it up, do I have his WeChat?]
[Being taken advantage of means being used, so give me a discount.]
The boy's hands trembled as he skimmed through the comments.
Where had Huaiyan ever heard such disgusting and vulgar words?
“Stop looking,” 073 frowned. “Let’s go straight home. We can’t stay at school.”
The forum is now filled with videos and images of teenagers with dreamy eyes.
Huai Yan's eyes welled up with tears, and she put away her phone.
During his live stream yesterday, he thought that perhaps someone in the live stream would see through what he was doing.
But he didn't expect that even men would be called "sugar daddies" by them.
Huaiyan boarded the subway in a daze, wanting to return to her rented room.
He sent the man a message this morning, but the man hasn't replied yet.
Now that this has happened, the boy's first reaction is to report it to the man.
However, after much hesitation, the message was not sent.
Perhaps Fu Tingyu no longer wants to see him.
Huaiyan had just opened the door to the rented room.
Then I saw a man who shouldn't have been there.
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