"Everyone, my brother was wronged today. He went through this and felt very wronged. You guys are still making fun of him. Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"
When Ning Zhihuan entered the classroom, it was mostly quiet.
Part of it was because I saw her heroic act at the office door and was filled with admiration.
The other part was staring at Ning Zhihuan's face in a daze.
There were also some people who were just there to watch the show and were unwilling to say bad things to a little girl. This was probably the last bit of morality.
However, there were also some girls who couldn't stand Ning Zhihuan, so they said, "What do you mean by that? You said he was wronged, so he was wronged? Then I said Ning Zhilang's admission qualification was cheated."
These words were harsh and stabbed Ning Zhilang in the heart.
He couldn't help but whisper a retort.
“I didn’t plagiarize!”
The people around him seemed to be amused by his excited expression and started laughing.
The girl seemed to be encouraged and became more and more demanding. "Who knows? We didn't see you copying or not. But we saw you and Cheng Shiyu in the music classroom. A man and a woman were alone in the same room, and you even stripped Cheng Shiyu's clothes. When we got there, you had just gotten up from her... Tsk tsk tsk, you still don't admit it?"
Ning Zhilang clenched his fists and his whole body was shaking.
Perhaps, compared to facing such unprovoked disasters, it is more hurtful to see those people who are self-righteous and speak nonsense after the disaster as if it has nothing to do with them.
"My dear classmate, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Cheng Shiyu herself admitted that it was all a misunderstanding. What? Do you know more than the person involved?"
Ning Zhihuan glanced at her sideways, putting infinite pressure on her invisibly.
It made her feel like she couldn't straighten her back.
She still wanted to argue. After all, what Cheng Shiyu had said before was that Ning Zhilang was trying to do something inappropriate to her. How could she suddenly change her words and say that these were all misunderstandings?
Wouldn't that be slapping yourself in the face?
Ning Zhihuan didn't say much. He withdrew his gaze and looked at the people around him. His light tone struck everyone's heart.
"I advise everyone not to speak carelessly about things you don't know the truth about, lest you end up getting slapped in the face. Whether it's true or false, real or fake, will be revealed tomorrow. It's too early to say more now."
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