“…… Let me out. ”

Although Lai Yongyi has shown weakness, how can the wicked who base their happiness on the pain of others stop there?

The anger and fear of the victim of licking, and the pleasure of subjugation, is addictive, and getting a good score in an equal society is far from actually stepping on the dirty floor, and it is more of a real feeling of being above others.

And group evil is even more fascinating.

"Why? You command me? Please. ”

The boy at the head raised a flying and domineering smile, so contemptuous that he wanted to trample people under his feet, if it weren't for Jiang Qi's lack of substance, he really wanted to do a set of Muay Thai combos on him.

But she was just a bystander.

Thinking of this 'experiential test', shouldn't Qianjibox want her to be hard-hearted and watch the on-site campus bullying?

Seeing the young evil unfolding in front of his eyes, Jiang Qi understood at this moment how Xiao Li's character of being afraid of people getting too much came about.

Beautiful and unknowing, it sounds like a very Su character, but behind the formation of this character, it is not a romantic reason, but when his three views are formed, his delicate appearance is the reason for others to bully him.

Li Yongyi was silent for a long time.

It was noisy outside, and the boys were noisy, Jiang Qi, as an adult, took this scene into his eyes and wanted to look away, but he was nailed in place.

“…… Please, let me out. ”

If dignity is broken, there will be a voice, and that's how it is.

The next second, the boy kicked him back to the ground.

"Are you stupid?"

At this time, the picture next to him receded like a tide, and the darkness opened its big mouth and 'swallowed' Jiang Qi back.

A computer appeared in front of her, the latest model in 20XX, equipped with her commonly used mechanical keyboard.

Compared to the new computer configuration, the screen is old, the interface of the simple community forum, and the penguin in the lower right corner is still a prehistoric product, MSN.

“…… What do you mean? ”

Jiang Qi was stunned by this change, the last second he was bullied by an acquaintance's school, and the next second he played computer play in the dark?

She tried to sit in front of the computer, holding the mouse one by one, she actually held it, the original virtual hand had a substance, she raised her eyes, professional inertia, stunned to read the content of the page displayed on the computer screen at a glance.

[Cape Miscellaneous Talk] is not dead and everything is liberated

[Dad doesn't believe me, teacher and mud, every day is a new pain.

I want to kill myself. 】

This kind of indescribable content was quickly brushed down by more and more interesting posts, and there were only a few 'LZ brain-dead?' ', 'Lanzhou Baked Cakes', 'What do you want to express?' If you want to die, you can die's reply, and the rest is a variety of mechanical advertisements.

has been on the Internet for many years, and there are many people who commit suicide in live broadcasts, and Jiang Qi is not surprised by this kind of posting.

But the Thousand Box may be like a girlfriend who makes you guess what kind of dish you have for dinner, but it will never do anything meaningless, and the combination of the two pictures is not too difficult a puzzle.

If there is no accident, the poster of this theme should be Li Yongyi.

In the light of light, Jiang Qi groped for the meaning of a thousand boxes, just like playing a reasoning game of escaping from the secret room, the clues were placed there, and she had to connect them by herself, assuming that she might as well be bold One by one, she registered an account and posted back, and the name used was similar to that in the future, @贱得很低调.

It's very low-key: Don't keep it in your heart if the landlord has something on your mind, the network is so big, I'm just a stranger, you don't have to be afraid that I will leak your things to people in reality, protect your personal information, if you still want to say it, send me a text message on the site, and wait for a reply at any time

Jiang Qi kept refreshing the page, and at this time, she noticed another detail, the time display in the lower right corner seemed to be very fast, and she clicked on it to see that the minutes and seconds were increasing at twice the speed of counting faster than usual. She was wondering when it suddenly became normal again.

At the same time, a short message from the station ran out.

Waiting for the Dawn: Hello

There are not many people who are so polite on the Internet and talk well.

The picture of Xiao Li being bullied in the previous scene was still in his mind, and Jiang Qi hurriedly typed and asked: "Did something happen at school?" ’

The post mentions the teacher's inaction, and it's not surprising that the school is mentioned.

Li Yongyi was silent for a while: "You may think it's funny, but I don't need to lie to people on the Internet, I'm really not lying." ’

In the end, he is just a junior high school student, and his words are very young, and he has no expression skills comparable to her in the future, but she has no heart to think that he is cute, and his brain is running extremely fast, extracting useful information from it. In order to let Li Yongyi let go of her defense, she replied almost in seconds: 'Lying to me is not good for you, and it is meaningless, when I was a child, I was often thought by teachers that I was just joking, besides, how can I lie if I want to die? ’

The point in this sentence is to vigorously affirm the credibility of the other party, close the distance, and imply that you are older and can give mature advice as an 'adult'.

In the pitch-black environment, Jiang Qi faced a computer and struggled to stabilize Li Yongyi's mood.

For those who have not experienced school bullying, it is difficult to imagine that children can be so bad.

The reason for the fight may just be that the crowd looks at you more, eats an extra chicken leg, and the most common is to fight for the wind and vinegar, and the girls have someone behind them, as if they like the scourge of war, and they instruct the boys to do it. The worse the school, the more obvious the bullying, and the better the school, the busier the school, the bullying can turn from violence to apathy.

Li Yongyi was bullied for two reasons, a single-parent family, and he was handsome.

Heterogeneous.

Jiang Qi never thought that one day, his serious nonsense and flickering skills would be used to persuade a teenager who wanted to die.

She racked her brains, from how beautiful the world is, to her dreams in the future, but the young Li Yongyi has no concept of dreams: 'What do you want to do?' I don't know, but there are ...... things I don't want to do. Don't want to go to school. ’

Since you chose to post in the Haijiao community, you should like to surf the Internet, right? ’

'Hmmm......'

Jiang Qi broke the axe and sank the boat, what kind of routine 'do more sports to be happier', 'optimistic life' and 'face life positively', which is of a fart to a bullied child? She changed her words: "Yes, the Internet can hide itself behind the network cable, you can do whatever you want, in fact, there are many things you can do on the Internet besides playing small games." ’

The Internet was still in a primitive situation in this era, she recalled, and said, 'Have you ever thought about broadcasting your experiences online?' If you can successfully attract attention and leave evidence, even if the teacher wants to ignore it, public opinion will help you solve this problem, but first and foremost, you have to get the attention of netizens. ’

'Isn't the network virtual?' ’

Just looking at the words, I can feel Li Yongyi's confusion and unease.

Because Jiang Qi pointed him a path that most people couldn't understand, but she believed that he had this talent, and if it was said that the marketing hype on the Internet, he was much better and sharper than her sister who stood on the shoulders of giants.

She believed he could do it.

'Behind the network cables, there are living people, and if you die like this, who will sympathize with you? The adults around you don't believe that you have encountered such a thing, and feel that you have a problem with how you behave, ok, since you can't take revenge alone, then use a square lamp to make them the focus of everyone. ’

Speaking of which, Jiang Qi's words have changed from chicken soup for the soul to strategic compression cookies.

Many people who beg for death say it on social networks because there is no one to trust in real life, to seek the last help, or to wait for the last straw that crushes the camel. Lai is no exception.

I see. Thank you. ’

By this time, the two had been talking for two hours.

'Thank you so much, but why are you willing to spend so much time talking to me?' ’

The corners of Jiang Qi's lips curled: "You said that the Internet is virtual, then I am the first kindness you met on the Internet." ’

As soon as these words were spoken, the computer began to sand and disappear into the darkness as fine particles of light.

Evil is very simple, hatred is not difficult, the difficult thing is that when you encounter misfortune, in the face of darkness and filth, there is still a soft and bright side in your heart.

Darkness returned to his surroundings, and three seconds passed, and the scene changed.

This time it was a girl's room.

The reason why the sense of gender is so strong, looking at the past, the bed sheets are pink lace, the desk is painted pink, and it is full of girlish hearts. The only oddity is that the characters place a pile of broken animal puppets, which are unevenly broken, revealing the cotton inside, and you can imagine how intense their owners are when they are destroyed.

If you look closely, the sweet desk is also full of sharp object scratches.

With the first experience, Jiang Qi generally understood the meaning of the thousand machine box, she waited for the 'plot' to be staged, and she didn't know what kind of person it would be this time.

Just as she was curious, the door was kicked open, and the cute tag hanging on the door panel shook with it.

A woman in her thirties walked in, Jiang Qi couldn't guess her real age, her makeup was delicately depicted, quite charming, and it also blurred the sense of age. Her eyes first turned to the puppet in the corner, and with a raised eyebrow, she rushed to the desk, her well-maintained hand caressing the scratched surface.

Slow and angry.

Suddenly, there was a sound of ping-pong footsteps outside.

"Mom, you're rummaging through my room again!"