Chapter 12 With me protecting you, what are you afraid of?
The sound of the table and chair colliding attracted the attention of other students, and after Tian Ruixin said sorry to them with a smile, he ran to the back row to find Mu Jing.
Trembling hands handed her the phone, bent over and pressed against her tightly, and said in her ear: "Brother Jing, look at this!" β
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A series of words that can connect to the disaster can overwhelm people, especially when accompanied by videos and blood-soaked images, which are more likely to be believed.
Although the official deleted it quickly, netizens replied faster!
Although some words have become blocked words, the majority of netizens can use the essence of the text to make a variety of similar homophonies to spread what happened locally, plus the media and various big V forwards, the popularity has only increased.
Mu Jing didn't click on the content inside, swiped down, and after looking at it, he calmly took Tian Ruixin's mobile phone, flipped out her male god's Weibo, and said, "Wash your eyes." β
The person whose whole heart was originally hanging in the air was a little speechless by her action, "Brother Jing, do you know how serious this matter is?" What if it's really the end of the world as netizens say? If you think about what happened in the past two days, I think we should skip class in the afternoon and go home to buy something, right? β
"There's no hurry."
"How can you not be in a hurry? With such a big splash on the Internet, something must have happened! β
"Tian Ruixin, are you just following the trend at all? Do you know that spreading rumors is to go in and drink tea? β
Zhang Yao, a class cadre, has a good appearance and a good figure, and has signed a company to become a graphic model, so even if she is wearing a school uniform, she has a sense of fashion, "If there is really such a thing, won't ZF send a notice to let us take precautions as soon as possible?" Like the virus that was circulating a few years ago, didn't you just send a notice? β
"Besides, Brother Jing said that he was not in a hurry, what are you anxious about?"
"Zhang Yao, you can shut up!"
Tian Ruixin didn't want to talk nonsense with Zhang Yao, she just wanted to persuade Mu Jing to skip class with her to buy things and stock up at home, just in case.
"Why are you telling me to shut up? It's lunch break, I can talk as much as I like, can you control you? β
Zhang Yao snorted coldly, swept her eyes and had no expression, and even Mu Jing, who had already opened the exercise book and was about to do the question, pursed the corners of her mouth, many times she felt that Tian Ruixin was sticking to Mu Jing's cold ass, one chattering a lot, and the other cold was like moving an iceberg.
Tian Ruixin rolled her eyes, and was about to say something, when she turned her head and saw Mu Jing doing a quick question.
β¦β¦ She had a headache.
The uneasiness that gradually spread in Tian Rui's heart made her a little irritable, and she returned to her seat angrily, lying on her stomach and not speaking.
Mu Jing glanced up at her during the question, then withdrew his gaze and continued to solve the problem.
The last class in the afternoon was changed to self-study because the teacher took sick leave, and it wasn't until the bell rang that Mu Jing put away the textbook in a hurry, and when he was about to put the pen into the desk, he thought about it and put it in his pocket again.
walked up to Tian Ruixin's side and tapped her head with his index finger, "Let's go." β
In one afternoon, no matter how angry it is, it will be gone.
Tian Ruixin knew that her behavior towards Mu Jing was wrong, so she even added a little pity to the tone of talking to her, "You accompany me to buy food." β
"Okay."
Walking out of the school gate, looking at the streets and bustle that have not changed as usual, Tian Ruixin felt a little steady.
Mu Jing patted her on the back of the head, and after attracting her attention, he said in a light tone: "With me to protect you, what are you afraid of?" β