I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

At 11:30 on Friday night, Ling Xing glanced at his phone before going to sleep.

When I saw the WeChat message from Zeng Zhile, the drowsiness brewed by swiping the test paper disappeared instantly.

Zeng Zhile sent a link with a paragraph of text: [These people are really disgusting, look at the post bar and demean the god of network as worthless. 】

Zeng Zhile: [I'm so pissed off watching this! 】

Ling Xing actually didn’t want to open it and read it. The Internet is so developed now, and everyone has freedom of speech. Sometimes what they say or do, it may just be their brains, and they will do what they want, so they don’t care about their speech. How it will hurt others.

But Ling Xing still opened it, she just wanted to know how despicable Qiu Yilin can be?
The person who posted the post was a newly registered account, except for the nickname, all personal information was hidden.

The title of the post was very catchy, it was 'About Su Qingluo, I know better than anyone else whether he is a true scholar or not'.

Scrolling down, you can see the long essay written by the host. Although there are many contents in the essay, the meaning expressed is only a few points.

[-]. He and Su XX were classmates in junior high school. Su XX had good grades in junior high school, but then suddenly stopped going to school for unknown reasons.

A few words were written in parentheses at the end, no wonder Su Moumou's grades were so good at that time, but the teacher's attitude towards him was very cold, maybe the teacher knew that his grades were obtained by cheating...

It took less than 5 minutes for the host to finish his point of view, and someone posted a question below: "Master, is the reason why he doesn't go to school is because the teachers found out that he cheated in the exam?"

The landlord replied: "I don't know about this, but there are seven or eight out of ten possibilities, otherwise the school can't find a reason not to let the students go to school, right?"

He didn't like it at all, Su Qingluo couldn't go to school because of his own reasons, so let's guess.

Another person asked: "What does the poster mean, Su Moumou was expelled from the school?"

The posts on this level were directly distorted following this inquiry, and almost all of the latter were scolding Su Qingluo.

Ling Xing held back his anger and continued to scroll down. When he saw that the last reply was 5 minutes ago, he said cursingly: "Put P, ​​he still has a chance to come to F high after being expelled from school, please move your brains full of Xiang, Don't listen to people saying that the wind is the rain."

[-]. Su Moumou seldom attends lectures in class, and spends most of his time sleeping on his desk. It is understandable that he can learn some things, but all of them are full marks...

This topic ushered in the most answers, and everyone stood on the commanding heights of morality filled with righteous indignation. Without knowing the reason, they kept saying that cheating is shameful, and they will always resist cheating.

One of the eye-catching ones is: "I fucking listen to the class seriously, and my mother also invited me one-on-one tutoring. I checked my IQ, which is much higher than ordinary people. I listened to it two or three times. Questions that can only be memorized, Su Moumou will do it if he doesn’t listen? It’s just a joke, if he is really that awesome, and my partners will prove it, I’ll live stream him drinking urine and eating shit.”

It's ruthless!

Ling Xing directly collected the screenshot of this page of this reply.

She waited for Su Qingluo to slap everyone in the face.

The third point of this landlord is to compare his intelligence and hard work with Su Qingluo, and even reveal that his grades in the freshman year were always in the top [-] in the grade, and he only praised Su Qingluo by nakedly stepping on him .

But with such a high praise, isn't he afraid of falling to his death?
There is nothing to look at, and the following are almost all mocking Su Moumou, saying that he still has the face to deserve the title of "student god", and he does not take into account his own virtues.

Whether it is tolerable or unbearable, Ling Xing backhanded and clicked a report.

It has to be said that Qiu Yilin learned to be smart this time, and actually used public opinion topics to attack Su Qingluo, which is simply nothing.

Ling Xing exited the post bar and clicked on WeChat again.

Zeng Zhile sent a message 5 minutes ago: [I reported it, please remember to click the report after reading it later. 】

The top message list shows that the time of the last message is 23:00.

Since Su Qingluo's phone card was completed, he also successfully logged in to WeChat, and started sending her two WeChat messages every day.

Good morning at six o'clock in the morning and good night at eleven o'clock in the evening.

It has been three consecutive days without interruption, and it is on time as if it was set in advance.

Ling Xing clicked on the dialogue box between the two, and after a few minutes of deliberation, he sent a few words: [Are you asleep? 】

Over there in seconds: [Get ready to sleep. 】

Ling Xing: [Don't take some words to heart, they are all jealous of you. 】

Su Qingluo: [I know]

Su Qingluo: [I didn't take it to heart]

Su Qingluo: [As long as you believe me. 】

Ling Xing stared at the last six words for a long time before typing firmly: [I will always believe in you! 】

The top of the WeChat interface began to display 'the other party is typing...'

Ling Xing held the phone and waited quietly. It took five or six minutes for Su Qingluo to send: [It's still too far from the top of the mountain, can we see more now? 】

Yes, there are still nearly two years before they graduate from high school. Are they really going to be the most familiar strangers?
Ling Xing was about to type a reply, Su Qingluo withdrew the message, followed by a sentence: 【Good night. 】

Ling Xing also replied "good night" in the past, but there was no more reply.

Putting the phone on the bedside table, Ling Xing couldn't help thinking in the darkness, could it be because of her that Su Qingluo was hurt so viciously?

Is it because she is the heroine and Su Qingluo is not set as the hero, so she endured these unwarranted injuries?

These questions are destined to no one can give her the answer.

Going to school the next day, Ling Xing ran into Qiu Yilin at the school gate.

Qiu Yilin was walking briskly, humming an unknown song.

During this period of time, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Qiu Yilin was very happy. She hadn't been so happy for a long time. When she couldn't complete the task some time ago, Ling Xing remembered that she had a gloomy face every day.

It seems that she guessed right, the rumors about Su Qingluo have an inseparable relationship with her.

The two met head-on, their eyes met, Qiu Yilin raised her eyebrows, and spoke provocatively: "Why haven't I seen you accompanying your Xue Shen recently?"

Ling Xing sneered, and directly exposed her: "You only know these tricks, don't you?"

Qiu Yilin snorted coldly, instead of being ashamed, she was proud: "As long as the recruiting is not effective, it's you, who really runs faster than anything else in front of the interests, which makes me look at it with admiration."

There are people coming and going around, no one stops to look at them, everyone is very busy.

Ling Xing narrowed his eyes and said deliberately: "But what's the use of you spreading these rumors? As long as Su Qingluo can get the first place in the mid-term exam this time, the rumors will still be self-defeating."

Qiu Yilin raised her chin: "How do you know he can take the first place?"

Ling Xing disdains: "Is it possible that you can take the first place in the exam?"

Qiu Yilin hummed and walked forward: "Let's wait and see."

Ling Xing stared at her back as she walked further and further away, the smile on the corner of her mouth evoked for a moment, and then quickly suppressed it.

This time it was Qiu Yilin who wanted to jump into the fire pit by herself, so I can't blame her.