"There must be something wrong with the braised chicken wings from lunch!"
After taking the medicine and recovering, Luo Li made a judgment filled with righteous indignation.
“That’s right, Le Chen was fine because he didn’t eat the braised chicken wings at noon, but the two of us were both affected after eating them,” Lin Kun added.
"Why doesn't anyone post this on social media? There's definitely something fishy going on here!"
Luo Li grew increasingly indignant. Even after taking the "medicine" and recovering, his legs were still trembling from squatting for so long. This couldn't be resolved with just one "medicine"; there had to be an explanation. Otherwise, would he still be able to eat braised chicken wings? Besides braised chicken wings, would he still be able to eat the braised chicken legs and grilled sausages from the convenience store?
Anyway, Luo Li absolutely refused to believe that it was caused by any emotional disorder. He was in a great mood and felt no pressure at all—after all, he could be admitted to the early admission program as a sports specialist.
Just then, all three of them received a notification on WeChat at the same time.
"@Students, we have received a notice from the school that the small-scale student diarrhea incident that occurred today has been officially determined to be caused by abnormal emotional fluctuations among individual students. It is strictly forbidden to publish any statements that are inconsistent with the facts on WeChat Moments, Weibo, forums, etc. Any violations will be dealt with seriously in accordance with the student code of conduct!"
The message was sent by Wu Qunfang, the propaganda committee member.
Moreover, this group is an official class group with teachers present.
Afterwards, Zheng Fangxing indeed chimed in: "Everyone should pay attention and not send out 'random' messages."
"That's outrageous!" Luo Li stomped his foot angrily. "You think you can shut us up like this? There's definitely something fishy going on here! This is something that seriously threatens our health, and you're telling us to shut up without even an investigation conclusion?"
"So what do you want?" Lin Kun asked.
"I'll just use a new account to expose this! I have plenty of new accounts anyway!"
Just as they were about to get started, Wu Qunfang posted another message in the official class group: "Announcement of disciplinary action: Zhao Moulin from Class 12 of Senior Three used his uncle's WeChat account to post false information on his WeChat Moments. He is hereby criticized by the school and will not be able to obtain an A grade in ideological and political education this semester."
"grass!"
Luo Li immediately spat.
How could the school find out that someone was using their uncle's WeChat account?
He immediately abandoned the idea of reporting it. Anyway, he was fine now, and it was better for a student not to go against the school. After all, he was planning to be admitted through the early admission process, and he would be in trouble if he failed the political review.
As for Lin Kun, he certainly wouldn't say anything; the nail that sticks out gets hammered down.
It was left unresolved.
...
The Vice Principal's Office.
A WeChat message popped up on Jia Chenggong's phone: "Tonight at 6:00 PM, Dragon Banquet Hotel, Room 9999." The message was sent by the public relations manager of Chaohaochi Food Co., Ltd.
Jia Chenggong glanced at it and then deleted the message.
"I have a principal's office meeting tonight, so I won't be home for dinner," Jia Chenggong called home.
The person on the other end of the phone mumbled, "Why don't you come home for meals anymore now that you've become the principal?"
Jia Chenggong did not answer and hung up the phone directly.
As the last-ranking vice principal, although he was in charge of seemingly insignificant tasks such as logistics and security, the workload was heavy, trivial, and the accident rate was very high.
Just like this food poisoning incident that suddenly occurred today, if it is handled carelessly and exposed, one might end up being punished.
However, the greater the risk, the greater the power that comes with it...
...
5 PM, Room 403.
Where should we eat tonight?
Luo Li was already starving, but the instructions for the medicine said that he could not eat for two hours after taking it, so he endured it until five o'clock.
"Where else can we eat?" Lin Kun asked, somewhat surprised. Wasn't it the cafeteria? He didn't voice this aloud.
"You wouldn't dare eat in the cafeteria again, would you?" Luo Li retorted. "I certainly wouldn't."
“There shouldn’t be any problem with the food tonight, especially since the problem was with the braised chicken wings. It’s unlikely that the school would have such a problem at noon and still serve such a dry dinner,” Li Lechen interjected.
That makes sense, but Luo Li was still annoyed: "I feel like throwing up whenever I see the food in the cafeteria. Who's going to go out to eat with me tonight?"
"Then I'll go eat out too," Lin Kun agreed.
“Okay, count me in too.” Li Lechen naturally didn’t want to be left out.
The three then prepared to go out.
"Oh, right!" Luo Li suddenly realized, "Why hasn't the ***** criminal come to the dormitory yet?"
"You don't actually want him to come, do you?" Lin Kun's lips twitched. "Wouldn't it be better if he didn't come? It would just be the three of us in one dorm room."
"But what's coming will definitely come, I'm just a little confused."
However, eating is the most important thing right now, so Luo Li was just saying that. Anyway, he wasn't afraid of Fan Jianqiang. It would be better if he didn't come. Even if he did come, he wouldn't be able to dominate.
Li Lechen was stunned for a moment, then thought of the twenty counterfeit bills he had given her.
Then Luo Li nudged him: "Come on, what are you standing there for?"
"oh......"
...
Perhaps due to the incident in the afternoon, or perhaps because of dinner, quite a few students went out to find food, and they walked in groups on the road behind the school.
The three of them found a small stir-fry restaurant.
While waiting for the food, everyone in the stir-fry restaurant was engrossed in their phones. It was quite a sight.
"Isn't this Fan Jianqiang from Class 8?"
Suddenly, a boy at the next table spoke up.
Li Lechen and the others immediately perked up their ears.
Now, Fan Jianqiang is in the same dormitory as them, and his every move is closely related to the three of them.
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