Zhang Yichi slapped Han Zixuan in public, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

The deathly silence in the audience, on the one hand, was because they were so shocked that they couldn't speak, and on the other hand, Zhang Yichi looked so terrible now, which made them feel afraid.

"Huh." Zhang Yichi clutched the microphone tightly, and the smile and disappointment on his face were intertwined, which made him look like he was laughing miserably, "What are you kidding......

A few days ago, when I learned that the person who wrote 'You also die' on the note was a well-behaved and innocent girl, and she cried and apologized to herself, Zhang Yichi also said this.

"How can you hit someone!" The head teacher said that he was about to climb onto the stage.

"Get down!!" Zhang Yichi shouted.

The sound came through the microphone and from several loudspeakers in the auditorium, shaking everyone's hearts.

The head teacher froze, and looked at Zhang Yichi angrily, Zhang Yichi's face was now a little hideous, and his muscles were surging, and there was undoubted majesty in his eyes. The head teacher panicked for no reason, so he retreated indignantly.

"Listen to it all." Zhang Yichi's mood eased slightly, but his face was still serious, and he stared at the people in the audience, "This speech is not used to promote the school's enrollment next year, nor is it to occupy your time for no reason." ”

Han Zixuan, who fell to the ground, covered her face and didn't dare to get up.

Mo Tu picked up another microphone and stood beside Zhang Yichi.

"There was too much tragedy, too much blood, buried under this speech. I don't want it to be a show to deal with us, to deal with the bullies who are not dead or who are dead. Zhang Yichi was particularly solemn, and his outburst made everyone present serious, "If anyone present still tries to desecrate the meaning of this speech, it is against me." If there are still people like Han Zixuan among you who disdain us, you can provoke me now, just give it a try. ”

No one spoke.

Zhang Yichi squatted down and looked at Han Zixuan, who was crawling on the ground and sobbing: "How does it feel to be humiliated in public?" ”

Han Zixuan just sobbed and didn't speak.

"Do you want to die?" Zhang Yichi continued to ask, "...... I don't know if you're taking all of this as a joke because you've never been humiliated or trampled on with dignity. You still know how unbearable it is, but you just love and enjoy it. In short, I don't care about your feelings now, I just want you to experience what Chen Chen has experienced. ”

"Lao Zhang." Unpredictable.

"Huh?" Zhang Yichi stood up.

Mo Yuchong raised his chin on the big screen on the side, and Zhang Yichi looked at it.

On the big screen standing on the side of the stage, comments from netizens were slipping by.

There was a live broadcast of this speech, and there was also a Q&A session with netizens, so a comment mechanism was prepared, and when the time comes, netizens can send out any opinions and questions about school bullying through comments, and Zhang Yichi can also respond in real time after they see it.

At this time, the speed of the comments on the screen is accelerating, indicating that the number of people watching the live broadcast is also gradually increasing.

"Why hit a girl? Is this an interpol? Clearly a madman! ”

"You're too bad! People recruit you and provoke you! ”

"I'm going to report you!"

"Huh." Zhang Yichi looked at the comments that poured in one after another, wanting to do something, but he didn't know what to do with the Internet.

Mo Xue patted Zhang Yichi's shoulder: "You are stupid, just stay here and give a good speech and say what you want to say." I'm going to spray them for a while to get comfortable. ”

"Spray each other?"

"Swearing is the best thing in the world for physical and mental health." Unpredictable has come to the past, "and one of the few hobbies of contemptible people." ”

Zhang Yichi looked at Mo Ji and walked over.

"Unleashing your cheap and hypocritical mercy again?" Mo Tu pointed the camera at himself, and he looked at the camera with contempt, "I don't know the inside story of the incident at all, I guess randomly, and I can arbitrarily evaluate it by listening to unfounded rumors." The people who insulted Zhong Mingya before were also people like you, right? When she died, you mixed in with the crowd and pretended to feel sorry for her. And when the sun rises again tomorrow, you will start looking for your next prey. ”

The reviews are still frantically refreshing.

"Alas, it's a bit hard to scold, in the face of a bunch of shameless trash like you, verbal attacks are pointless." Mo Ji shrugged, "Don't be a maggot hiding in the corner of the gutter, your brother Mo Ji wants to solo with you offline, I'm in the auditorium of XX Middle School now, I can stay until ten o'clock tomorrow morning at the latest, and the people who can come before that hurry up and beat me all over the ground with your fierce fists." If you can't do it, don't force Lai Lai on the Internet, your unpredictable brother despises the waste who will only be impotent and furious on the Internet. ”

Motu squatted in front of the screen and the camera, talking leisurely.

Even looking at those comments felt a little boring, he picked his nose and pasted it on the camera, and then he couldn't help but complain to himself with a disgusted face: "Huh...... It's disgusting...... How can there be such a person in the world......"

This was seen as a provocation by that group of netizens, and the number of comments skyrocketed.

Just as Mo Tu was about to say something, the screen suddenly went black.

Unexpectedly, he picked up the microphone and found that the microphone had also been turned off.

The same is true for Zhang Yichi's side.

The school didn't want to have a hard time with these two now, they chose to cut off Zhang Yichi's microphone and live broadcast, and then evacuate the students to leave, and wait for the students to leave, and then deal with it properly.

"Everyone's leaving in an orderly manner!" The relevant staff arranged for each teacher to take away the students from each class.

Because there are a lot of people, they go one class at a time.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Yichi looked at the head teacher who climbed up with a cold face.

The head teacher helped Han Zixuan up: "What are you guys doing?!" Beating up a student in front of so many people? There's also a live stream over there! Doing so will only be detrimental to yourselves, wait, there will be a time when you will regret it! ”

"Teacher, woo woo woo ......" Han Zixuan pear blossom cried with rain.

"It's okay, the teacher will call the shots for you!" The head teacher comforted.

"I'm going to call my parents, I'm going to report him!" There are people to support her, and Han Zixuan will not be afraid now.

The head teacher helped her off the stage.

"Just run?" Mo Ji picked up a cigarette and looked at the departing head teacher and Han Zixuan, "Lao Zhang? What do you want to do? ”

Zhang Yichi is more concerned about this matter, so Mo Tu will basically ask Zhang Yichi's opinion.

Zhang Yichi stood there motionless, silently watching the students prepare to leave one after another.

It seems that in the end, they are the ones who are impotent and angry, and they are the ones who are like a play.

He suddenly felt something unusual in his hand, and when he looked down, a mask inexplicably appeared on his hand.

He picked up the mask, a mask with a playful expression.

"Second class, stand up! Follow the back of a class and don't talk! ”

"Hello? Public Security Bureau? This ......"

Zhang Yichi's ears were filled with noise, and he looked at the mask.

After a few seconds, he chose to put the mask on his face.