Zhang Yichi slapped Han Zixuan in public, which was beyond everyone's expectations.
There was a deathly silence in the audience. On the one hand, it was because they were too shocked to speak. On the other hand, Zhang Yichi looked so scary now, which made them feel afraid.
"Hey." Zhang Yichi held the microphone tightly, a smile and disappointment intertwined on his face, which made him look like he was laughing miserably, "Are you kidding..."
A few days ago, I learned that the person who wrote "You guys should die too" on the note was a sweet and innocent-looking girl, and when she cried and apologized to herself, Zhang Yichi also said the same thing.
"How can you hit someone!" the head teacher said as he climbed onto the stage.
"Get out!!" Zhang Yichi shouted.
The sound came through the microphone and from several loudspeakers in the auditorium, shaking everyone's heart.
The head teacher paused and looked at Zhang Yichi angrily. Zhang Yichi's face now looked a little ferocious, with bulging veins, and there was unquestionable majesty in his eyes. The head teacher felt panicked for no reason, so he retreated angrily.
"Listen to me." Zhang Yichi's mood eased slightly, but his face was still serious. He stared at the people in the audience, "This speech is not used to promote the school's enrollment next year, nor is it used for no reason.
Your time.”
Han Zixuan fell to the ground with disheveled hair, covering her face and not daring to get up.
Mo Chu picked up another microphone and stood next to Zhang Yichi.
"Under this speech, there is too much tragedy and too much blood buried. I don't want it to become a performance to deal with us and the bullied people who are not dead or have died." Zhang
Yichi was extremely solemn. His outburst made everyone present become serious, "If anyone here still tries to blaspheme the meaning of this speech, then they are going against me. If there are people like Han Zixuan among you,
You are dismissive of us, now you can provoke me, just give it a try."
No one spoke.
Zhang Yichi knelt down and looked at Han Zixuan, who was crawling on the ground and sobbing: "How does it feel to be humiliated in public?"
Han Zixuan just sobbed and said nothing.
"Do you want to die?" Zhang Yichi continued to ask, "...I don't know if you regard it all as a joke because you have never been humiliated or trampled on your dignity. Or do you understand this yourself?
How unbearable it is, but you just like and enjoy this feeling. In short, I don’t care about your feelings now, I just want you to experience what Chen Chen went through."
"Lao Zhang." Mo Zhi said.
"Huh?" Zhang Yichi stood up.
Mu Zhi raised his chin at the big screen on the side, and Zhang Yichi followed it.
On the big screen standing on the side of the stage, comments from netizens were sliding across.
This speech will be broadcast live, and there will also be a question and answer session for netizens, so a comment mechanism has been prepared. When the time comes, netizens can post their opinions and questions about campus bullying through comments. After Zhang Yichi and the others see it, they can also give it to them in real time.
Give a response.
At this time, the rate of change of comments on the screen was accelerating, indicating that the number of people watching this live broadcast was also gradually increasing.
"Why are you beating the girl? Is this a criminal police officer? He is obviously a madman!"
"You guys are too bad! I've provoked you!"
"I'm going to report you!"
"Ha." Zhang Yichi looked at the comments that came up one after another, wanting to do something, but he didn't know what to do with the Internet.
Mo Chu patted Zhang Yichi on the shoulder: "You are stupid, just stay here and give a good speech and say what you want to say. I will go over there and exchange blowjobs with them for a while to feel comfortable."
"Squirting each other?"
"Swearing is the most healthy thing in the world." Mo Zhi had already walked over, "It is also one of my few hobbies."
Zhang Yichi walked over looking at Mo Zhi.
"Are you releasing your cheap and hypocritical compassion again?" Mo Zhi pointed the camera lens at himself, and he looked at the camera with a look of contempt, "I don't know the inside story of the incident at all, make random guesses, and listen to baseless rumors.
Comment. Were you the ones who insulted Zhong Mingya before? When she died, you just mingled with the crowd and pretended to feel sorry for her. And when the sun rises again tomorrow, you will start looking for the next prey."
Comments are still refreshing like crazy.
"Oh, I can't even scold you. In the face of a bunch of shameless trash like you, verbal attacks are meaningless." Unexpected shrugged, "Stop being a maggot hiding in the corner of the gutter. Your unpredictable brother wants to fight with you."
For your offline solo, I am now in the auditorium of XX Middle School. I can stay until ten o'clock tomorrow morning at the latest. Anyone who can come before then hurry up and beat me to the ground with your fierce fists.
If you can't do it, don't push me online. Your unpredictable brother looks down on the trash who can only be incompetent and angry online."
Mozhi squatted in front of the screen and camera, talking leisurely.
He even felt a little bored after reading those comments, so he picked his nose and stuck it on the camera, and then he couldn't help but complained to himself with a look of disgust: "Eh... so disgusting... How can there be such a person in the world..."
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This group of netizens regarded this as a provocation to them, and the number of comments surged.
Just when Mu Zhi was about to say something, the screen suddenly went black.
Unhappy, he picked up the microphone and found that the microphone had also been turned off.
The same is true for Zhang Yichi.
The school didn't want to confront these two people head-on. They chose to cut off Zhang Yichi's microphones and live broadcast, then evacuated the students and waited for the students to leave before handling them properly.
"Everyone leave in an orderly manner!" Relevant personnel arranged for each teacher to take away the students in each class.
Because there are a lot of people, we go from class to class.
"What do you mean?" Zhang Yichi looked at the head teacher who climbed up with a cold face.
The head teacher helped Han Zixuan up: "What are you doing?! Beating students in front of so many people? There is a live broadcast over there! Doing this will only be detrimental to yourselves. Just wait, you will regret it someday!"
"Teacher, wuwuwu..." Han Zixuan cried with tears in her eyes.
"It's okay, the teacher will make the decision for you!" the head teacher comforted.
"I want to call my parents, I want to report him!" With someone backing her up, Han Zixuan is not afraid now.
The head teacher helped her off the stage.
"Run away?" Mo Zhi held up a cigarette and looked at the departing head teacher and Han Zixuan, "Lao Zhang? What do you want to do?"
Zhang Yichi is more concerned about this matter, so Mo Zhi will basically ask Zhang Yichi for his opinion.
Zhang Yichi stood there motionless, silently watching the students prepare to leave one after another.
It seems that in the end, they are the ones who are incompetent and furious, and they are the ones who act like actors.
He suddenly felt something strange in his hand. When he looked down, a mask appeared inexplicably on his hand.
He picked up the mask. It was a mask with a playful expression.
"Class 2, stand up! Follow Class 1 and don't say anything!"
"Hello? Public Security Bureau? This way..."
Zhang Yichi's ears were filled with noise, and he looked at the mask.
After a few seconds, he chose to put the mask on his face.