Hunting High School

Jiuyou College dormitory mountain, in a small single room.

Nicholas got up a little early today, before the sun was fully bright, he got up, groped, and sat in the corner of the bed wrapped in a quilt, looking out at the dark sky through the blurred glass. Look tired.

On the gray stone desk in front of the bed, a copy of the Beta Town Post was unfolded. With the dim light from the window, one could clearly see the titles listed in bold on a certain page of the newspaper——Weekend News Inventory: Murloc Demonstration , a student at public expense was suspected of murder, and a student from Jiuyou College spoke out.

Not far from the post, there is also a folded newspaper of the first university, which also has a long report. It’s just that compared with the provocative and ambiguous title of the Beta Town Post, the school newspaper’s wording is much more ingenious—Suprano and Friedman expressed their opinions one after another, and they all paid attention to this classmate.

It can be seen that the two newspapers have been read many times by the owner, and the paper is already covered with tiny wrinkles, and many paragraphs and words in the article have been outlined with red lines.

After a long time, Nicholas finally took a deep breath and cursed in a low voice:

"What the hell."

He is the "student who both Friedman and Soprano pay attention to" in the school newspaper, and also the Jiuyou student who "spoken his heart" in the Beta Town Post.

But this is not a good thing. Especially in the current public opinion environment.

Nicholas does not feel that he is better at dealing with this vortex of public opinion than Zheng Qing. Especially if he has been transferred three times and his grades are mediocre, is there any little person with any honor. The current situation is really worrying.

"You just expressed your own opinion at the wrong time and in the wrong place... This matter has nothing to do with you." Liu Feifei's words of comfort still echoed in his ears.

The witch did not alienate Nicholas because of his mistake, but stood firmly behind him, cheering him up: "...don't be affected by these gossips, you are a man, be brave... get rid of the current public opinion Environment, is what you said wrong? We do support the struggle for justice."

The truth is that's right.

But reality doesn't work out as it should.

The reality of adults is often unreasonable.

Even if it is correct, it is absolutely wrong to put it in an inappropriate context. Just like what Downton said to him after a class: "Expressing opinions depends on the position. If your butt is crooked, don't blame others for fucking you. With our identities, how can we talk about 'objectivity and neutrality'?" Four words? We are members of Jiuyou Academy, so we naturally carry the label of the academy on our bodies!"

Nicholas has never claimed to be "objective and neutral", nor does he intend to be an opinion leader.

He only accepted the interview with the Beta Town Post for the "throat pay" of fifty coppers. If he knew that things would be so big, he would never do it.

There is no 'if' and no 'if' in reality.

Everyone must be responsible for what he has said - if he does not want others to bear it for him.

Thinking of this, Nicholas suddenly got up, tore off the quilt he was wearing, rubbed his face vigorously, and then patted hard: "You are a man...you can't let girls stand in front of you."

As a public-funded student and first-year chief student of Jiuyou Academy, Liu Feifei has recently been under a lot of pressure from public opinion. All these pressures are brought by him. Nicholas wants to change that.

Even if it can't protect you from the wind and rain, try to find a way to make you stand in the wind and rain more easily and keep your body warmer.

Thinking so, he pulled the chair in front of the desk and sat down.

Then he smoothed the manuscript paper he had prepared, and grabbed the gray quill in the ink bottle.

"You finally thought of picking me up," Quill cried angrily, "I've been drinking ink all night... Have you decided to write something yet?"

"Think it over, think it over."

The wizard muttered, moved the quill to the top of the manuscript paper, and wrote down his own name without any hesitation—Nicholas Green Oswald made the following statement...

It was foggy outside the window, and the spring mood was fading.

...

...

Jiuyou College, in front of Shushan Pavilion.

Early witches are queuing up to enter the pavilion.

"The atmosphere in the school is so weird recently." Standing behind Liu Feifei, Jiang Yu sighed softly.

"Is there?" The chief student was holding a copy of "Philosophy of Magic" and was reading it, shaking his head. Hearing this, he looked around in a daze: "Aren't you all studying hard?"

Indeed, judging from the picture in front of the library, the students of Jiuyou College are indeed studying hard.

But this is survivor bias.

"Don't you think there have been too many topics about Nicholas in the newspapers these two days?" Jiang Yu pointed out, "Even Sir Friedman and Soprano have expressed their opinions."

"He didn't do it on purpose," Liu Feifei finally caught up with the rhythm of the chat, and said disconsolately, "Besides, he didn't mean anything wrong... There are also many topics about Zheng Qing in the newspapers."

Jiang Yu resisted the urge to argue. Zheng Qing is different from Nicholas.

Unlike the slightly naive nerd in front of him, Jiang Yu, who was born in a wealthy family of wizards, can see Nicholas's current situation more clearly than most students in the academy.

As the saying goes, no one dies. The pressure of words can be very scary in any society. What's more, this is a wizarding world where there are "true words" and "constitution of exports".

"Maybe you should ask Nicholas to take a few days off to rest." Jiang Yu thought about it and gave his own suggestion. Time is always the only way to alleviate conflict.

"No," Liu Feifei shook her head vigorously, and said seriously, "Now is the most critical period of the entire school year, and I can't afford to delay... He has been in the first grade for two years, and there is no time to delay. At worst, we should stay away. "

Jiang Yu sighed deeply.

Beside, suddenly came a confused voice.

"Rest?" Li Meng hugged the plush bear, her eyes were not fully opened: "Cousin, is the library closed? Are we going back to rest?"

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and read books recently, change sources, and read aloud with many timbres, yeguoyuedu Android and Apple are all available. 】

She didn't pay attention to the point of the conversation between Jiang Yu and Liu Feifei at all, and only heard the word she wanted to hear the most.

Although she was also in the line to enter the library, it was not her intention. Compared with queuing up, she would rather play chess and drink tea with Zhou Gong on Saturday morning.

But with Jiang Yu, a diligent and conscientious cousin, the little witch's wishes became a luxury.

"Wake up! You haven't written a single word of your magic text class homework!" Jiang Yu took Li Meng's shoulder and shook it vigorously: "You are so young, why do you sleep so much in the morning!"

Li Meng was finally sobered up by the vigorous shaking.

"There are still two days left." She mumbled, hugging the plush bear in her arms even tighter. The stuffed bear kept its mouth shut obediently, and would never interrupt when the two hostesses were talking about their studies.

"You only have one morning to do your homework." Jiang Yu added coldly: "For the rest of the time, I have prepared three sets of test papers for you. Don't always think about being lazy."

Li Meng's complexion suddenly collapsed, and he felt that his whole life was much darker.

Much like today's foggy morning.