In a small single room in the dormitory of Jiuyou College.
Nicholas got up a little early today, and it was not yet completely bright. He got up, groped around, and sat in the corner of the bed with a quilt on his back. He looked at the heavy sky outside through the blurred glass. He looked tired.
On the gray stone desk in front of the bed, there is a copy of the Beta Town Post spread out. Through the dim light cast from the window, you can clearly see the headline in bold on a certain page of the newspaper - Weekend News Inventory: Murloc Demonstration
, a public-funded student was suspected of murder, and a student from Jiuyou College spoke out.
Not far from the Post, there is a folded First University newspaper, which also has a lengthy report. However, compared with the title of the Beta Town Post, which is full of provocation and ambiguity, the school newspaper uses more words.
It was much cleverer - Soprano and Friedman expressed their opinions one after another, and they both paid attention to this classmate.
It can be seen that both newspapers have been read over and over by their owners many times. The papers are already covered with tiny wrinkles, and many paragraphs and words in the articles 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 "classmate who both Friedman and Soprano are paying attention to" in the school newspaper, and he is also the nine students who "spoke their true feelings" 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 kind of whirlpool of public opinion than Zheng Qing. Especially since he has been transferred to another hospital three times, has mediocre grades, and has no honors attached to him. The current situation is really worrying.
"You just expressed your 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 mistakes. Instead, she stood firmly behind him and encouraged him: "...Don't be affected by these rumors. You are a man, be brave...get rid of the current public opinion.
Environment, is what you said wrong? We do support the just struggle."
That's right.
But reality doesn’t work as it should.
The reality of adults is often unreasonable.
No matter how correct it is, it is absolutely wrong if put in an inappropriate context. Just as Downton said to him after a certain class: "It depends on the position when expressing opinions. If your butt is crooked, don't blame it."
Others annoy you. With our status, how can we be qualified to talk about the word 'objective and neutral'? We are from Jiuyou Academy, so we naturally carry the label of the academy!"
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 lubricating fee" of fifty copper coins. If he had known that the matter would be so big, he would never have done this.
There is no ‘what if’ or ‘if’ in reality.
Everyone must take responsibility for what he has said - if he does not want others to take responsibility for him.
Thinking of this, Nicholas stood up suddenly, pulled off the quilt on his body, rubbed his face vigorously, and then patted it hard: "You are a man...you can't let girls stand in front of you."
As a publicly funded student and first-year chief student of Jiuyou College, Liu Feifei has been under a lot of pressure from public opinion recently. All these pressures were brought by him. Nicholas wants to change this situation.
Even if we can't protect you from the wind and rain, we must find a way to make you stand more relaxed and warm in the wind and rain.
With this thought in mind, he pulled out 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 yelled angrily, "I've been drinking ink all night...Have you decided what to write?"
"Think about it, think about it."
The wizard murmured, moved the quill to the top of the manuscript paper, and without any hesitation, wrote his name - Nicholas Green Oswall made the following statement...
It was foggy outside the window, and the mood of spring was fading.
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Jiuyou College, in front of Shushan Hall.
The witches who got up early are queuing up to enter the museum.
"The atmosphere in school has been so weird recently." Jiang Yu stood behind Liu Feifei and sighed softly.
"Is there any?" The chief student was holding a copy of "The Philosophy of Magic" and shaking his head while reading. Hearing this, he looked around blankly: "Aren't everyone studying hard?"
Indeed, judging from the scene in front of the library, the students of Jiuyou Academy are indeed studying hard.
But this is survivorship bias.
"Don't you think there have been too many topics about Nicholas in the newspapers these past two days?" Jiang Yu pointed out: "Even Sir Friedman and Soprano have expressed their opinions."
"He didn't mean it," Liu Feifei finally caught up with the chat and said sadly, "Besides, he didn't mean to say anything wrong... There are also a lot of topics about Zheng Qing in the newspapers."
Jiang Yu resisted the urge to defend. Zheng Qing was different from Nicholas.
Unlike the slightly naive nerd in front of him, Jiang Yu, who comes from a wealthy wizard family, can see Nicholas' current situation more clearly than most students in the academy.
As the saying goes, a thousand people's accusations end in vain. The pressure of words is very terrible in any society. What's more, this is a wizarding world where 'truth' and 'exportation becomes a constitution' exist.
"Perhaps you should ask Nicholas to take a few days off to rest." Jiang Yu considered it and gave her own suggestion. Time is always the only way to alleviate conflicts.
"No," Liu Feifei shook her head vigorously and said seriously: "Now is the most critical period of the entire school year, and we can't afford to delay it... He has been in the first grade for two years, and there is no time to delay. At worst, we stay away.
"
Jiang Yu sighed deeply.
Next to him, a confused voice suddenly came.
"Rest?" Li Meng hugged the stuffed bear, her eyes not fully opened: "Cousin, is the library closed? Are we going back to rest?"
She completely ignored the focus of the conversation between Jiang Yu and Liu Feifei, and only heard the word she wanted to hear the most.
Although she was also waiting in the queue to enter the library, this was not her original intention. Compared with waiting in line, she would rather play chess and drink tea with Duke Zhou on Saturday morning.
But with Jiang Yu, a diligent and conscientious cousin, the little witch's wish became a luxury.
"Wake up! You haven't written a single word in your Magic Literature class homework yet!" Jiang Yu pulled Li Meng's shoulder and shook it hard: "You are so young, how can you sleep so much so early in the morning!"
Li Meng finally woke up a little from the powerful shaking.
"There are still two days left." She muttered and hugged the stuffed bear tighter. The stuffed bear kept its mouth shut obediently and would never interrupt the two hostesses when they were talking about study.
"You only have one morning to do your homework." Jiang Yu added coldly: "In the remaining time, I have prepared three sets of test papers for you. Don't always think about being lazy."
Li Meng's face suddenly fell, and she felt that her whole life had become much darker.
Very much like today's misty morning.
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