Song Yu clicked on it and realized that the photos were actually from the girl's diary.

A few years ago, it was also posted on Weibo by a righteous blogger, but someone manipulated the comments and distorted the facts. The netizens couldn't figure out the truth, so it didn't become popular. After a long time, it was gradually forgotten.

At the beginning of the diary, the girl's tone was very relaxed. She was looking forward to the new school and new class. Her handwriting was delicate and had the sincerity of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old, but there were also some childish complaints.

— — Ahhh, on the first day of school, I was punished to stand at the door because I was late because of a traffic jam. This is too embarrassing.

The homeroom teacher is a very good-looking English teacher. I hope I can redeem her impression in the future.

— — My new deskmate is a boy … The way he looks at me makes me uncomfortable. It's so strange.

But not long after, the diary's style began to become depressing.

Her deskmate kept touching her in class, the kind that could be compared to sexual harassment. And the people sitting in front and behind her didn't even bother. They secretly recorded the class and even posted it online. The title of the video was "Look at how coquettish the new transfer student is."

The diary frequently used words like "disgusting all day," "really want to vomit," and "what should I do?"

She was incoherent. Her family wasn't well off, and her father was hospitalized. She didn't dare to trouble her parents with these things.

When she said that she wanted to change deskmates, the homeroom teacher was Ou Yilian. She directly retorted, "It doesn't matter where you sit. With a high EQ, there's no one you can't get along with."

Silence and public opinion made her very antisocial in the classroom. She was suppressed until she was blocked in the toilet by the senior girls. She couldn't take it anymore and told the homeroom teacher.

Ou Yilian, who was disturbed twice, was annoyed. Her reply was, "If you don't have self-respect, who will respect you?"

"You're the one in the video, right? It takes two to clap. If you didn't condone him, would he be so presumptuous?"

These words were like a basin of cold water poured over her. She went back to her seat and cried.

A kind girl in the class couldn't stand it anymore and accompanied her to the principal to talk about it.

After the principal talked to Ou Yilian, Ou Yilian played the video of her being sexually harassed by her deskmate in front of the whole class. She played it over and over again, saying hypocritically, "Some jokes between deskmates shouldn't be made, such as this..."

It was like a thousand cuts.

The rest of the diary was messy, as if she was too sad to write.

Her family finally realized that something was wrong with her. However, that man had a powerful background and was not someone an ordinary family could afford to offend.

Her mother cried and didn't sleep for a few days out, but she had no choice but to transfer the transfer procedures.

Later, when the matter spread to the Internet, the man's family repeatedly spent money to suppress it and even found people to distort the truth, but it didn't cause any waves.

After reading it, Song Yu only had one thought: I killed Ou Yilian!

He was so angry that his hands were trembling on the keyboard.

He asked.

[Is that girl..

After a long time, the anonymous person replied.

., she............

........................

At first, Song Yu wanted to make a big deal out of what happened a few years ago and make it a hot search, so that Ou Yilian's reputation would be ruined.

However, upholding justice in such a way might tear open the scab that had already formed on the victim's wound, which would be a secondary injury to the girl.

Song Yu asked him.

[.........

.] The sender replied.

[You can think of me as a kind stranger.]

A kind stranger?

Why did the sender send him this information when he wanted to deal with Ou Yilian?

Did the sender know his identity?

As if to dispel his concerns, that person sent another message.

[I've been paying attention to Ou Yilian and investigating you. I hope you can do her justice. Thank you.]

Song Yu frowned.

The sender had been paying attention to Ou Yilian for a long time, so he knew he didn't get along with her?

So he knew his identity was not simple?

It seemed to make sense, but he felt strange.

[Are you from Jing City No.1 Middle School?]

Teacher or student.

But there was no reply from the sender.

Song Yu took a deep breath and sent the information to the principal.

Then he called Meng Guang. This kind of thing didn't depend on public opinion. It could only be reported anonymously to the Education Department.

Ou Yilian was so arrogant. She must have someone backing her.

Meng Guang was drunk when he received the call. "Hello, Yu Yu, what happened?"

Song Yu said, "Come on, cousin. It's time for us to punish evil and promote good."

Meng Guang said, "What?"

Song Yu said, "I want to report my form teacher."

Meng Guang laughed while holding the phone. "Your high school life is quite interesting. First, you report your classmates, then you report your teacher. Hahaha."

Song Yu rolled her eyes. She thought of Wang Ci, Ou Yilian, and Gao Feng, whom she had met at school. "Yes, I'll report anyone!"

Meng Guang was so amused that he laughed out loud. He was quite fierce.

Song Yu calmed down and said, "You will know how bad our form teacher is when you read the information."

He forwarded all the emails to Meng Guang.

After Meng Guang read them, he was even angrier than him. He was so angry that he slammed the table and scolded Ou Yilian for a long time.

Song Yu lowered his eyes and listened. He was a little lost in thought.

He thought of the experience in Xie Sui's book.

What about Xie Sui in the book?

Faced with Wang Ci's harassment, he was such a proud person. How depressed would he feel?

Would he also feel "disgusted" and "confused"? He just wanted to study hard and let Grandma Chen live a better life.

However, life was full of malice.

Meng Guang rushed to deal with this matter.

After hanging up the phone, Song Yu felt very upset. He stared at the phone screen for a long time. He wanted to talk to Xie Sui, but he didn't know what to say.

He sent a few messages first.

[Song Yu: …]

After Xie Sui hired someone to find the information and gave it to Song Yu, he focused on dealing with Grandma Chen's matter.

Xu Shien gave him a lot of money. It was a big bargaining chip in his hands.

He found out that the person who took the photo was indeed Wang Ci.

Xie Sui drank a mouthful of black coffee and lowered his eyes to hide the cold light in them.

Actually, for a 25-year-old like him, he almost couldn't remember these insignificant people from his school days.

After his rebirth, he had a pure heart and few desires, but there were always people who ran into the muzzle of the gun.

His phone lit up. It was Song Yu. Xie Sui looked at the six messages and rubbed his fingers on the edge of the cup.

[Xie Sui: Why aren't you asleep yet?]

He could deal with Ou Yilian in a more thorough and ruthless way.

But he was more willing to fulfill Song Yu's righteousness and youthful spirit.

Song Yu lay on the bed with his phone and scratched his head.

[Song Yu: I can't sleep.]

[Xie Sui: Why?]

Song Yu just wanted to chat with him. How could he talk about the things in the book that hadn't happened yet? He scratched his head for a long time and couldn't find a topic to talk about, so he just gave up.

[Song Yu: … I'm afraid I can't beat her.]

Xie Sui laughed softly.

[Xie Sui: Okay.]

[Song Yu: What are you talking about? If you can't beat her, will you help me?]

He probably wouldn't go to watch Song Yu fight tomorrow afternoon.

[Xie Sui: If you can't beat her, don't go.]

[Song Yu: No, it's already like this. I've already said my tough words. How can I give up halfway?]

[Xie Sui: Then the important thing is to participate.]

He actually didn't like this child fighting. What if she hurt herself?

What did she mean? It didn't matter if she got beaten up or not. The important thing was to participate?

[Song Yu: You're so cold.]

[Xie Sui: You just found out?]

[Song Yu: …]

Song Yu felt that he couldn't continue this conversation. However, he felt depressed, especially when he was facing Xie Sui. After holding it in for a long time, he wanted to know more about her.

[Did you have any favorite books when you were young?]

Let's start with the good memories.

It was a classic case of trying to find something to talk about.

Xie Sui chuckled. Song Yu was really the least talkative person she had met in her two lifetimes.

However, she was willing to spend time talking about these meaningless things with him.

[No.]

Song Yu didn't give up.

[No?

Really? Like Peter Pan, Bide Pan, The Little Prince, or something like that.]

Xie Sui.

[Or something like that for children's enlightenment?]

Song Yu: "…"

The words "for children's enlightenment" made him choke on the rest of his speech.

Holding the phone, Song Yu gritted his teeth and typed the last line.

[I'm going to sleep!

I'm going to be a school bully tomorrow!]

Xie Sui smiled.

[Good night.]

In fact, Song Yu didn't pay much attention to class on Friday. After he died talking to Xie Sui yesterday, he inexplicably slept quite soundly. However, when it came to Ou Yilian's class, he still felt sleepy.

He opened the window and fell into a deep sleep with the cool breeze blowing.

After Ou Yilian finished writing on the blackboard, she turned around and saw Song Yu sleeping. All the dissatisfaction and resentment she had all this time exploded at this moment.

In front of the whole class, she said sarcastically, "Some people really don't know their own limits.

"Do you think you can get special treatment just because you're sick?

Do you think you can rely on your illness to get a job when you enter society?

Even a beggar would have dignity like that. "

She stared at Song Yu. The sarcasm in her words was very obvious. She wanted everyone to know that Song Yu was sick, but she didn't say what kind of illness it was.

The whole class didn't dare to breathe.

This was the first time she publicly expressed her dissatisfaction with Song Yu in class. It was most likely because Song Yu was sleeping and didn't have a chance to talk back to her.

When the bell rang, Ou Yilian left with her lesson plan. A student wanted to ask her questions, but she didn't respond after shouting for a long time. The girl stood there awkwardly.

Ma Xiaoding said, "This form teacher is really crazy!

It's dawn. Ask the English teacher to replace her. "

Xi Bowen said, "Huh?

Isn't it cold outside? "

He only knew how to memorize Ma Xiaoding's language, but he didn't expect her to use jokes.

Ma Xiaoding was stunned. She tried to regain her dignity and said meaningfully, "You don't understand!

It's dawn and she's dead. That means she was the one who was stabbed last night. "

Xi Bowen's face was cold. That's so funny.

Ma Xiaoding flew into a rage out of humiliation and blocked his view with a book. "Close your eyes. Close your eyes when it's dark. I'll stab you tonight. You're dead. If you don't have any last words, don't force me."

When Song Yu woke up, he heard the conversation between Ma Xiaoding and Xi Bowen. He rubbed his eyes and asked, "What did Ou Yilian say in class?"

Xie Sui stared at him for a long time. She felt that this child was confused and docile when he just woke up. He wasn't unreasonable and was quite cute. She said lightly, "She said she was sick."

Song Yu was still rubbing his eyes. "Then she's quite self-aware."

Anyway, she was going to leave soon. Who would care about her?

As usual, the language class representative came to collect homework. As the only person in the class who had interacted with Song Yu before, she was the only one.

She carried the heavy responsibility of all the girls in the first class.

She carried the hopes of the whole village. While waiting, she mustered up the courage to ask, "Brother Yu, are you nervous this afternoon?"

The corners of Song Yu's lips twitched and formed a disdainful arc. "I'm nervous."

The language class representative held her breath. Even the group of girls who had pricked up their ears and were whispering to each other secretly gasped.

Not to mention Brother Yu's identity as the nation's troll … the nation's husband, just the fact that Song Yu was a member of their class!

This was a battle of dignity!

The students in the first class were worried sick.

The language class representative smiled embarrassedly. She couldn't hide the worry in her eyes. "I'm really nervous."

Song Yu tilted his head and laughed. "Of course I'm nervous. I'm going to have a son in the afternoon. As a first-time father, I don't have much experience in raising children."

After a moment of shock.

"Pfft, hahahahaha."

The first class burst into laughter.

Perhaps it was because Song Yu no longer gave off the feeling that he was cold and unapproachable. The atmosphere in the class suddenly became particularly harmonious and cheerful.

A bold girl raised her hand and laughed out loud. "Brother, will you consider me? I don't recommend having a mother. I'm not afraid of trouble. I'll help you take care of him."

The girl next to her hurriedly pulled her hand and scolded jokingly, "You're crazy. God Xie will kill you tonight."

God Xie, who was cued, curled his lips, but he didn't look particularly happy.

Although Song Yu kept saying that he wanted to communicate with his female classmates, in reality, he was particularly sloppy.

He twirled his pen and sneered subconsciously. "I won't consider your suggestion.

Don't try to trick me. Who are you calling brother? I've long stopped falling for your tricks — "

His hand stopped twirling his pen.

He shut up.

Because he felt that something was wrong.

"Hahahahaha."

However, the entire class roared with laughter again.

They had already helped Song Yu finish his sentence.

The number one cold-blooded scumbag on the forum lived up to his name.

Song Yu: "…"

F * ck!

He even mocked Ma Xiaoding for being destined to be alone!

Wasn't he the same?

Ma Xiaoding laughed so hard that her stomach hurt.

Song Yu handed in his homework.

He began to reflect that maybe it wasn't fate that he couldn't find a girlfriend.

After the commotion between classes, Song Yu found that the students around him, who were originally obedient as background characters, were slowly becoming active around him.

For example, after class, the girl who specially handed him a bottle of drink and said, "Brother Yu, go to the bar." Then, she blushed and ran away.

Song Yu was puzzled. "What's that?"

Ma Xiaoding was a straight man who was very sensitive to men but very slow to men and women. He scratched his head and said, "I don't know. A new trick?" He stared hungrily at the water in Song Yu's hand. "Brother Yu, do you want this trick?"

Song Yu glanced at him. "…"

After school, Xie Sui said that she had something to do and left first. Song Yu asked for a long time, but Xie Sui didn't say anything. She just smiled at him and winked.

Brother Yu, who thought that he was sensible, nodded his head with an "I understand" expression.

Although he actually didn't understand anything.

The final battle at the top of Book Mountain Building.

Someone started a live text broadcast on the forum.

[Welcome to Jing City No.1 Middle School's special opening martial arts (parent-child) program — Who's the School Bully (Who's the Dad?)]

[I'm the commentator.]

[Now I'm standing on the roof of the Yude Building next door. Wow, the scenery is really good. The wind is rustling. It feels like a sword competition on Mount Hua.

Loudspeakers in place. Lighting in place. Fangirls, roar for me.]

The lower floors were very respectful.

Regardless of gender, they all laughed.

The Book Mountain Building was a teaching building for the second year of high school. It had a rooftop and was regarded as a sacred place for couples to confess their love.

Many people came to watch. But after all, it was a holiday on Friday. Most people chose to catch the bus home and read the post.

If there was a competition, there must be a winner and a loser. If there was a winner and a loser, there would be a competition.

The building was filled with joy.

[I bet a pack of spicy sticks that Brother Yu will win.]

[If Brother Yu wins, I'll donate a building to the school.]

[I'll give a Maserati to the principal.]

[I!

I bet my husband Brother Yu will win with the first kiss that I've treasured for many years!]

[Awesome. I want it too. I bet Brother Yu will win. If I'm right, a girl in the building will give me the virginity that I've treasured for 17 years.]

【6666666666】

The bets were getting more and more perverted. A group of boys started to give their virginity to Brother Yu.

The commentator stopped them in time.

[Please give me back the green post.]

[I remember all the names of those who gave Brother Yu their first kiss, virginity, cars, and houses. Don't go back on your words.]

The atmosphere in the post was surprisingly cheerful.

Song Yu didn't know any of this.

Ma Xiaoding and his group of underlings followed behind Song Yu, acting as a front.

They surrounded Song Yu like he was the boss of the underworld.

Song Yu, who originally wanted to fight quietly and leave, was speechless.

There were many people scattered in the corridor.

The rooftop was very empty.

The clear blue sky was so blue that it was transparent.

The wind blew Song Yu's school uniform, and his hair was a little messy. The young man's pupils were shallow. He was rushing back to do his homework. He was a little impatient and looked like he was looking for a beating.

Gao Feng coughed. He thought of the matter on the forum and decided to show his strength first.

He sneered and threw the cigarette that he didn't light to show off on the ground. Then he stepped on it with his foot and grabbed his collar. He said in a very arrogant tone, "You're that …"

Wait, what was Song Yu's online username again?

The underling saw his awkwardness.

He hurriedly said, "Your husband Brother Yu!

Your husband Brother Yu! "

Gao Feng was speechless.

What kind of f * cking name was this!

He definitely wouldn't say the full name, but saying "Brother Yu" or "husband" would kill him.

There were five words in a name, but four of them were difficult to say. This was a f * cking genius name.

Song Yu saw that they still hadn't figured it out after a week of guessing. He sneered and said indifferently, "Yes, that's right. I'm your husband Brother Yu."

Gao Feng was speechless.

The entire rooftop was speechless.

A group of strong men who were taken advantage of for no reason.

The girls in the corridor were secretly looking at them.

"Ahhhhh!"

The commentator, Big K, held a pair of binoculars and explained to everyone on the forum.

After school on Friday, Xie Sui stayed in the classroom for a while. That person sent her a message and guided her to an old teaching building in a remote corner of the campus.