Lu Zi said: "By the way, don't talk about the fact that you killed someone in Lant Company. Although it was self-defense, it can still easily cause legal trouble and make them afraid of you."
Yan Luyi said: "Of course I understand these."
When Lu Zi mentioned the school cafe, she reminded Yan Luyi and remembered that her school also had a forum.
This post forum has always been lukewarm and half-dead on weekdays. It can't be compared with Lu Zi's school friends who are frequented by big-handed critics. Yan Luyi felt in his heart that nothing would happen, but when he lay on the bed, he couldn't bear it.
Come in and take a look.
Posts about selling information, posts about complaining about the cheating of the school supermarket, all just a few sporadic replies.
Seems normal.
She refreshed it several times. Suddenly she saw a post with the title "I'll post it again to see if it will be deleted." The picture showed the Huqi 370 driven by Lao Luo.
Yan Luyi raised his heart.
She clicked in.
The first few floors have already been robbed: "Delete before leaving!" "Delete before!"
The poster posted another photo. It captured Yan Luyi getting out of the car. Below the photo was a sentence: "Who is this woman? Is the backstage so big? Can people still talk on the post bar?"
Someone replied: "I know her, she is a very ordinary girl in the radio and television class."
Another person replied: "Ordinary girls, riding in a Hummer with a limited number of 370, is awesome, awesome."
The person before replied: "I forgot to mention, I was a very ordinary girl before, before, before."
Someone is asking: "What's wrong?"
Another photo was posted by the poster. This is the scene when Lao Luo rolled down the car window and told her that he was in a meeting. A red frame marked Lao Luo. The poster commented: "This is her dad, they look alike.
.I have good intentions to refute the rumors, but you can’t delete me anymore.”
He followed with a smirk, and the meaning he wanted to express was very clear.
Comment below: "The bartenders are all rich people's dogs. Don't you understand that they are short-handed?"
Another comment said: "This uncle is quite handsome. I thought the people here were all old men with beer bellies, hehehe."
New comments:
"Is there anyone who will take care of me? I'm very easy to take care of."
"Stop talking, I need a handsome man in the front row, even if you don't have a strong rider."
"I'm different from those above. I want a Hanqi 370 in the front row."
Soon a highly liked reply was pushed to the front: "New news, this girl went to withdraw money today and there is 25 million in the card."
Comment: "Then why are you so high here? I already have money at home, so what's wrong with riding a powerful bike to school? Then the uncle might be my driver. It's embarrassing."
Comment: "I didn't read what was said above, but I was just a very ordinary girl before."
Comment: "The heroine's name is Yan Luyi. I know her. She definitely doesn't look like a rich person. There are several small shops in our school's commercial street, and she has worked part-time in all of them."
Comment: "Got it, got it."
Yan Luyi's hands were shaking slightly, and the phone almost slipped and hit his face.
But she kept brushing down.
A new comment: "Can you please stop? Yan Luyi is from our class and has a very good character. She is not what you said at all. When a classmate asked, she also explained that she is the one in the family who runs a company.
My uncle was on a business trip and sent her back to school on the way. Don't bother with it anymore. If you are such a good girl, it will have a bad influence."
Yan Lu leaned on this floor and looked at it for a while.
The ID of this floor leader is "Dawn of Justice".
Post below:
"Uncle will buy her a bunch of famous brands."
"Uncle will buy her a Huawei S8."
"She will put uncle at the top of her address book and star him."
"I understand everything."
"Return to the Dawn of Justice, the name looks like a virgin bitch."
"Do you think this is the navy or the escort?"
"Put the escort up on top and let everyone see."
Dawn of Justice replied: "I have confirmed that the person driving this car is her uncle, but the thing was bought by her boyfriend, not by the same person."
The visitor replied: "How can you be sure?"
Dawn of Justice replied: "I guarantee her character is fine."
Visitor comment: "Who are you?"
Tourist comments: "There is no need to guess, the real owner must have come out. Can you use some brains to clear your name?"
Dawn of Justice replied: "I am Mo Li, the monitor of the radio and television class. Some people should know me. Yan Luyi is from our class and is very enthusiastic. What a good girl. Why did you end up like this in your mouth?"
Another tourist replied, "Not alone? She accidentally dialed her boyfriend's phone number, and the person who spoke on the phone was Uncle Yin."
Mo Li replied: "Everything came out. Were you listening next to her during the phone call? Do you dare to tell me who you are?"
The person said: "I heard that. Her roommate is listening next to her."
Mo Li replied: "Do you believe what you hear?"
The man said: "Protect, continue to protect."
Yan Luyi broke out in a cold sweat, but continued to scroll down the interface.
After another refresh, this post is gone.
Yan Lu lay there for a while. Then he opened QQ and logged in. He saw that the class group had exploded, and many messages with a few emoticons were flooding the screen.
Yan Luyi scrolled up, swiped several times, and found the chat history from the emoticons that refreshed the screen.
Countless people use different anonymous names to talk about Lao Luo's car, Lao Luo's appearance, and Lao Luo's voice in the group; they talk about her brand of clothes, new mobile phone, and the ring on her hand.
The money in the card, compared with her impression of poverty when she used to work part-time here and there, ended with a sentence-by-sentence copy: "It's exciting, it's exciting. I never thought that this kind of thing could happen to people like us."
The people who said these things were all acquaintances. They even knew where she went to work during the summer vacation. They were very close acquaintances.
Yan Luyi felt his heart throbbing.
She looked around the room. Several roommates had climbed onto the bed, but there was a faint light in front of their faces.
I haven't slept yet and am playing on my mobile phone.
In the post just now, could there be one or two of them, wearing vests, quietly posting comments?
The discussion in the class group lasted only a few minutes and then died down because "the administrator banned anonymous chatting."
Then Mo Li, who was wearing the name card of "squad leader", made an announcement: "We are all classmates in our own class. If we don't help classmate Lu Yi to speak, just forget it. Everyone will follow the rumors and hear what they are like. Whoever spreads rumors will be punished."
Banned for thirty days."
Yan Luyi wanted to cry. She held back her tears and sent Mo Li a message: "Thank you, monitor."