When I woke up the next day, there was no sound of Xu Huairou cleaning up in the bedroom, and there would be no more Xu Huairou still sleeping there on the opposite bed. Wen Xun's grief came belatedly, and she sat on her bed, tears dripping wet the sheets.

After the National Day holiday, Wen Xun immediately held a meeting in the Ministry of Information and briefly explained Xu Huairou's matter to them. Recently, everyone has heard about Xu Huairou's affairs, and when they heard Wen Xun's words, the room was silent, and no one said yes or against.

It was Ye Lin who raised his hand first and said, "I agree to speak for Xu Huairou." ”

Then He Xian, she also raised her hand and said, "I also agree." ”

With the appearance of the first two people, everyone's blood seemed to be ignited, more and more hands were raised in the room, and everyone was willing to speak up for Xu Huairou and expose Director Ren's crimes.

Things went more smoothly than Wen Xun imagined.

She rearranged the tweets that had been done, and before she could send them out, Ye Lin suddenly sent her a WeChat message and said: Chi Xiaoyu has another piece of content over there, you send me the tweet, and I will send it directly after I add it.

Wen Xun didn't think much about it - it was indeed the recent state that made her think too much and didn't have the strength to worry too much, she sent the tweet to Ye Lin.

The tweet was posted the next morning, and in an instant, the whole University of B was a sensation. And Wen Xun, as the planner, was naturally interviewed by the school leaders, but when she walked into the office, Wen Xun also saw Ye Lin, she was a little surprised, and she didn't know why he also appeared here.

Until she aimed at the last line of the tweet on the school leader's computer screen, the signature was written with the names of her and Ye Lin.

She closed her eyes helplessly, only to realize that it was Ye Lin who added her name at the end.

The school leaders did not say anything nutritious, except that they should think more about the image of the school, coordinate and solve the problem in a gentle way, and finally, order them to delete the tweet within two days.

Wen Xun and Ye Lin didn't speak, and the school leaders were about to send off the guests, and before they went out, he called Wen Xun back alone.

"Wen Xun, I remember that you have good grades. ”

Wen Xun still didn't speak.

The school leader leaned back in his chair and looked up at Wen Xun. "You have good grades, but there are many people like you in our school who have good grades, and if you affect your grades and delay your future for this kind of thing, it will be worth the loss. The boy who just went out, he is only a sophomore, you are different, you are already a junior, not to mention the heavy academic tasks, you are also facing internship and graduation soon. If there are unsightly words such as punishment on the resume, it is not appropriate. ”

Wen Xun knew that he should be threatened. The strange thing is that she is not only not afraid, but even wants to laugh a little, wants to laugh at this disgusting world, wants to laugh at the high-minded attitude of these leaders. But of course, she wasn't stupid enough to actually laugh right now, it didn't do any good, and it wasn't necessary.

Seeing that she didn't react, the school leader continued, "Actually, if you think about it carefully, this matter is very simple. Xu Huairou is no longer there, and she won't come back no matter what you do. The police have already characterized this incident as a traffic accident, so why do you think that the police are derelict in their duties, and why do you hold on to it? Do you believe her parents when they say that she was killed? How old are her parents, they are sad and confused, are you too?"

"I'm not questioning the police. Wen Xun finally spoke, "Please don't change your concept. The main thing in my tweet is about Huairou being killed by Director Ren before her death, and I don't want to think that the police are derelict in their duties, I have never said that, and I don't think so. ”

The school leader cleared his throat a little embarrassed. Wen Xun doesn't eat hard, so he can only come soft.

When he spoke again, the school leader changed to a very kind tone. He said, "The matter in front of you is very simple, you just need to delete the tweet, stop saying that your roommate was unjustly killed, don't mention her in the past, and the school can give you a guarantee in the future." Think about it, isn't it a pity that you've worked so hard for so many years to fall short in the end because of distraction? Well, in other words, don't you want to experience the feeling of being able to succeed without effort? Now is the opportunity to think about it—you don't have to think about school, you think about yourself, what do you say?"

Wen Xun really couldn't hold back his laughter this time. She remembered a joke spread on the Internet - "One person committed suicide, and the whole bed was in research." "It's sad and ridiculous that something similar is happening to her now.

"I don't need this bloody opportunity to trade my roommate's life. Teacher, I still call you a teacher, as a teacher, please don't use different attitudes to negotiate conditions with me. Nothing else, I just left. ”

Wen Xun turned around and walked out of the office.

Outside the window, the sky was overcast, the lamp at the end of the corridor seemed to be broken, and when she looked over, she could only see the infinite darkness.

Step by step, she walked into the darkness, around the corner, down the stairs.

The matter of the tweet is still fermenting, and some classmates posted this tweet on Weibo, and everyone turned around and turned this matter on the top of the hot search.

Wen Xun's phone was about to be blown up, and she felt that for the first time in her life, she experienced the difficulties of star artists and Jiang Xiangyang. As soon as I thought of this, the phone screen lit up again, and the caller ID read: Old Jiang.

Wen Xun, who had been silently watching the phone screen light and dark, finally picked up the phone and pressed the answer button, she put the phone to her ear and said "Hey".

Jiang Xiangyang's first sentence was to ask her, "Are you okay?"

"It's fine," she said. ”

His second sentence was to ask her, "Okay." Should you give me an explanation?"

Wen Xun lowered her head, the empty bedroom was extremely quiet, and after Jiang Xiangyang on the other end of the phone was silent, she couldn't hear a sound. It was as if someone had stuffed a ball of cotton in her chest, and she wanted to scream, to break the silence.

But in the end, she just said calmly, "I'm sorry, it really happened so suddenly, I didn't have time to discuss it with you." ”

"It's too late to discuss with me, but you can ask Ye Lin for help, right?"

Only then did Wen Xun realize what Jiang Xiangyang wanted to explain. The classmate who transferred the tweet to Weibo did not make any mosaics, and her and Ye Lin's names also appeared there side by side, and Jiang Xiangyang would of course be able to see it.

Wen Xun opened her mouth to give him an explanation, but the ins and outs of this whole thing were really long, and she didn't know where to start.

- Sure enough, you shouldn't hide it.

If you hadn't hidden it from him from the beginning, wouldn't it be so difficult now?

The two were silent for a few more seconds, and Jiang Xiangyang sighed over there. He said, "We'll meet tomorrow." Without waiting for Wen Xun to say "yes" or "no", he hung up the phone directly.