Chapter 148 Turn Offensive
Matters about Murong Qiao continued to ferment on the forum. After reminding Murong Qiao, Yang Xin and Zheng Yue saw that the other party was not in a hurry, so they had no choice but to restrain themselves and stop mentioning this matter.
I am not in a hurry, and it is useless for them to be anxious.
As for Murong Qiao, after she found out about this incident, she was still sitting in front of the computer and typing and writing novels, as if the outside rumors had nothing to do with her.
Afterwards, Yang Xin and Zheng Yue didn't know what to say, so they went to bed and got ready for bed.
Murong Qiao, who was still sitting below, found someone among his friends and sent a message to him.
【Are you there, check something for me. ] Murong Qiao asked.
This friend is a book fan she met by accident. She has not known him for a long time. She only knows that this book fan is a hacker, and the two of them only communicate on the Internet. Trust this friend with intuition.
【explain. ] In less than a minute, there was a response.
Murong Qiao sent the link to the forum post that first exposed himself to the other party, and asked someone to check the IP address.
The fact that she doesn't care doesn't mean that she really doesn't care about this matter. Looking at the detailed description and information above, these are not things that can be easily found.
The high school I went to before was not very good, but the security of students and student materials was also considered to be of a certain level, so seeing that my grades, including my behavior in school, were all stripped away, Murong Qiao was also curious. Who is the other party.
【The location has been sent to you. ] In less than three minutes, the information was given over there.
【Okay, thank you. 】Murong Qiao thanked others.
She looked at the line of text sent by the other party, her eyes fixed on the last few numbers.
Hui University, female dormitory 316.
Murong Qiao glanced at his dormitory number, said nothing, just reached out and turned off the computer.
Unexpectedly, the address found out turned out to be her dormitory. The three faces of Yang Xin, Zheng Yue and Jiang Weiwei suddenly appeared in Murong Qiao's mind, and she suddenly felt a little funny.
It's time to go to sleep, and I will talk about other things when I wake up.
The early eighth class called the students to get up, and Murong Qiao went straight to the classroom when he woke up.
That post is still there, and even the host is still replying to many people's comments. It seems very "intimate" to help others answer their doubts, but it is repeatedly emphasizing what Murong Qiao has done.
Even where Murong Qiao sat in class, no one was around.
Jiang Weiwei seemed to know nothing, and sat beside Murong Qiao with Yang Xin and the others.
The forum, which has been active all night, has already made a big fuss. Now it's not just Murong Qiao's business, everyone is a victim of being cheated, and some students are still holding on to Murong Qiao's grades and want to find the school. Be fair.
In view of Murong Qiao's surprisingly poor grades in high school, everyone suspected that the college entrance examination was not fair at all, and that such a person could become the number one student in the college entrance examination.
Many people began to question the authenticity of the college entrance examination and whether the college entrance examination is really fair and just, and asked Huida and the college entrance examination officials, who had admitted Murong Qiao, to give an explanation.
The classroom is calm and the waves are rough on the forum.
The teacher started to give a lecture, but the students fiddled with their mobile phones and were active on the forum.
Jiang Weiwei lowered his head and saw several bad words about Murong Qiao popping up in the post he posted, so he quickly selected comments and replies to increase the popularity.
This scene fell into Murong Qiao's eyes.
Almost instantly, the style of painting in the forum changed.
【Look at Murong Qiao's lofty appearance, she doesn't think she is a daughter in our eyes, does she? Now look at how awesome it looks! ] - Guan Wu, the third class in charge
【The results of the college entrance examination can be faked, @惠大give me an explanation! 】—Feng Jiangnian, Department of Chinese Language and Culture
【That's right, I don't know where she got her face from. 】——Yang Xiaohan from Class 5 of Economics and Management
【Look at your names before commenting. 】—Gu Zhiyan, Management Class 1
The bad comments on the forum continued, but a different reminder suddenly popped up.
Everyone took a closer look, only to find that their online names had all disappeared, replaced by their professional names plus class and real names.
Now, all the comments made by everyone online are clearly visible.
You can find out who is who when you post all the comments, and this is the case in the entire forum.
Seeing that their real names could be displayed, everyone was stunned for a while, and then reacted and quickly deleted all the words they said before, wishing they hadn't said them.
They clicked into the post, and they couldn't help but make a guess.
Yes, since they all show their real names, this post...
The moment the post was loaded, everyone saw a line of words that caught their eyes.
Jiang Weiwei is in the management of Class 1.
This time, everyone no longer concealed their eyes, and all stared blankly at Jiang Weiwei who was sitting next to Murong Qiao.
Jiang Weiwei is listening to a class at the moment, and has not noticed the changes on the forum at all.
Thinking that Murong Qiao has fallen from the altar in everyone's hearts now, and his image is like a rat in a stinky ditch who is scolded by others, Jiang Weiwei's mood is extremely good, even happier than that she has snatched a limited edition bag .
They like to join in the fun, but it's another matter when it comes to offline individuals. After seeing that Jiang Weiwei posted this post, everyone's mentality changed instantly.
Many people know that Jiang Weiwei and Murong Qiao live in the same dormitory, so the way they look at people is even more intriguing.
The two lived under the same roof, but Jiang Weiwei did this kind of thing to Murong Qiao, and even stripped the person's information and put it on the Internet to lead everyone to attack Murong Qiao. After thinking about the key point, everyone shuddered instantly.
And it's not just the information, after it became popular, the person who posted the post would choose many people's comments to reply, all of which were smearing Murong Qiao, and aroused everyone's disgust towards Murong Qiao.
The presence of these gazes is obvious, and they are all directed at Jiang Weiwei, which was soon noticed by the person himself.
Jiang Weiwei sensed something was wrong, glanced around, saw that everyone looked at her with different expressions, pretended to be calm and turned their eyes to the classroom in front of them, thinking that everyone was looking at Murong Qiao , the mood suddenly jumped up.
Suddenly, the forum's real-name system was implemented, and after discovering that Jiang Weiwei posted a post targeting Murong Qiao, everyone's attitude towards her changed somewhat.
"I usually see her so nice, but I didn't expect her to be like this..."
"Yeah, you don't even know that this kind of person stabbed you in the back."
"If you want me to think about it, you should stay away from her in the future. I definitely dare not be friends with such a person."
"I never thought she could do such a thing. Now that I finally know what kind of person she is, it's better to block her."
In view of the real names on the forum, everyone couldn't help but start discussing in class, the voice is not too low, Jiang Weiwei listened to what everyone said, the more he listened, the happier he was, and even thought in his mind that Murong Qiao fell into a trance after this time Altar looks like.
She was in a very good mood, so she didn't look at her phone at the moment. She didn't know that after she replied to the last comment, the forum had undergone tremendous changes.
(end of this chapter)