"How shameless! They deliberately posted such blurry pictures for the sake of popularity, and they still haven't deleted the post and apologized. Trash internet celebrity, unfollowed."
"I've always thought she was too arrogant. There's something wrong with her face. I've never seen anyone with lips and eyes like that in real life. It's obvious they had plastic surgery, and it looks so fake. Besides the Guoyun University Journalism Department tag, what else does she have?"
"It's none of her business, but she didn't delete it and left it there to cause misunderstanding, just for the sake of popularity. Emmm, it's really despicable."
The number of Zhuomian's fans started to drop rapidly from 4.7 million, and Zhang Ying's fans kept insulting this blogger who had no fan club.
I opened a bottle of wine while sleeping during the day and read the news.
You Xiaomeng was also forced to death by Zhang Ying's pile of press releases and internet trolls.
When Xiao Meng was driven to the point of jumping from the 18th floor by public opinion, she probably had no idea that not only would her molester frame her, but even his mistress would manipulate rumors and persecute her. She had no chance of recovery.
The night grew darker, and everyone was blaming Xiaomian for not deleting the post.
Suddenly, Xiaomian replied: "The essence of journalism is to seek truth and facts, and not fear power. Never listen to praise or criticism, because right and wrong will eventually become clear."
She even pinned that Weibo post, and saw that she had lost 50,000 to 60,000 followers, and she was afraid that she would lose more than 100,000 tonight.
But her voice was finally loud enough.
Ever since Xiao Meng jumped off the building, she has remembered deeply that without influence, no one would listen to her, no matter how wronged or anxious she is, no one will believe her.
Only when the voice is loud enough can injustice be heard.
Zhuo Mian's eyes turned red for a moment.
She held a wine glass and stood in front of the calligraphy and painting in the middle of the living room. Her writing was as graceful as flying dragons. These were the words she wrote two years ago.
"Please help those who have suffered injustice in the world.
To vindicate the defiled,
To bring light to those who have overturned the basin,
The people who were exploited by the officials were exiled and punished.
To fight against the powerful,
I bow my head in devotion to making this old injustice known to the world.
Her fingertips traced over the sentence about old grudges becoming news, and she suddenly smiled with red eyes.
An apology is only valid if you feel as bad as the victim.
The facts in the photos are not so easy to deny. The abuser who once slandered You Xiaomeng should also taste what it feels like to be scolded as a slut.
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