"He Minzhen, don't you want to eat some shrimp? I've turned it over to you." The girl next to her touched her arm, but when she didn't respond, she felt strange and leaned over to look at her phone. "What are you looking at? You're so engrossed... Oh my God, this can't be real?"
Xiao He was startled by the voice in her ear and shuddered. She suddenly raised her head and found that everyone at the table was looking at them.
"What's real or fake? What are you looking at?"
"Xiao He, what's with that expression on your face?"
"Why aren't you talking?"
The girl sitting next to Xiao He gasped repeatedly. She didn't answer the questions from the others at the table. She pulled Xiao He's sleeve and whispered, "Should we tell Teacher Xia that someone is defaming her online?"
Xiao He was unsure: "Should I tell her?"
"Of course! This has even reached the level of damaging one's reputation! Alas, fame brings gossip. Once you're famous, all sorts of smears will follow. I thought this would happen to celebrities, but I didn't expect ordinary people to be unable to escape it either..."
The phone was off, and Xiao He was undecided. He turned his head to look at Xia Xi who was sitting at another table. She was talking to the person next to her with a gentle smile on her face.
She had known Xia Xi for a short time, and what she knew about her was that she was probably not the same as the whistleblower described, but that photo... didn't look fake.
The girl next to him said, "It's best to suppress this Weibo post before more people see it. Otherwise, if it gets too popular, who knows what the consequences will be."
Xiao He made up his mind, looked determined, picked up his phone and walked behind Xia Xi.
Xia Xi was scooping soup with a spoon when someone suddenly tapped her shoulder. She turned around and saw He Minzhen, who looked tense. She was slightly startled: "Xiao He, what's wrong?"
"Teacher Xia, I have something to tell you." Xiao He bent forward, not knowing how to start. He pursed his lips and handed her his phone. "Take a look at this Weibo post."
Xu Yanfeng noticed the movement around him and leaned over to look at Xiao He's phone with Xia Xi. The photo reflected in his pupils, and the light in his eyes gradually sank. He reached out and took the phone, staring at it intently, his dark eyes half-closed.
Xiao He didn't dare to breathe and kept bending over until his back and waist felt sore.
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