Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 363 Professor Antique's Belated Rebellious Period 67
[I heard that she is a blogger, maybe she just got out of a man's bed... There are still people here who pity her, no way, no way, she probably makes more money in a day than we do in a year. 】

After Fu Jiadi finished all this, looking at her fans who had regained her popularity, and those harsh remarks towards Ji Ning'an, her red lips curled into a contemptuous smile.

She wants to see, how does Ji Ning'an compete with her?
When Shi Wei watched it, she almost died of anger. Others don't know who Ji Ning'an is, but doesn't she know?
From childhood to adulthood, an excellent and kind girl was abused and slandered by strangers she had never met.

The Internet exposed human flesh, dumping on a 19-year-old girl who had just grown up.

Even Shi Wei felt suffocated watching it, let alone Ji Ning'an.

Winner with a monthly income of one million: [This fucking is aggressive, someone is deliberately trying to mess with you!Maybe they are all the sailors invited by the fruity sauce! 】

Winner of life with a monthly income of one million: [Lingning, don't be angry, we just need to clarify this matter, they are all talking nonsense, our family is the best! 】

The winner of life with a monthly income of one million: [Hold high.jpg]

After reading it, Ji Ning'an couldn't see any expression on her face, but her fingers trembled a little when typing: [My contact person clarified, you don't have to worry, it's fine. 】

When she had just watched the video of the marketing account, her mind went blank for two seconds, her ears were buzzing, and she couldn't tell what it was like. She realized it later, like the suffocation feeling like a sea tide flooding her mouth and nose, surrounding people.

It was the first time that the words "cyber violence" were so close to Ji Ning'an. The small dispute in the comment area before could not cause a big storm, and Ji Ning'an didn't take it to heart.

When she first played LK, she just wanted to share her hobbies, to be recognized and loved, which was a wonderful accident.

Sikeng's circle is very small, and it can't be compared to others. You can meet a group of girls who are the same and talk about the world, and you think it's beautiful.

Since she chooses to post it online, Ji Ning'an is ready to bear different opinions.

These comments may be due to the flaws in the videos she made, where the explanations are wrong, which cosplay is not good, or maybe it is the contradiction after participating in the offline meeting.

But she never thought that what she would experience in the end would be such an absurd reason.

It is impossible to say that the heart is completely indifferent. Under this violent abuse, the protagonist is the only victim.

Ji Ning'an can be regarded as being spoiled since she was a child. The biggest grievance she has suffered is not being recognized by her mother. She has never experienced such a thing.

She put down her mobile phone and sat quietly on the bed alone, her brain was in a daze, her legs were bent, her small chin was pressed on her knees, her hands were wrapped around her knees, like a fluffy ball, soft and tender, with long eyelashes under her eyes Eyes empty, a little confused.

After three or four minutes, she let out a sigh of relief, her little finger wrapped around the broken hair around her ear, and she smiled. Her mentality stabilized and she calmly dealt with the matter. First, she contacted Xu Shen in WeChat.

They were on the bus that day, and the other party was the one who knew the most. It might be useless for her to clarify herself, but it would be different if she borrowed external force.

Xu Shen didn't know what happened on the Internet yet. After learning about what happened, he rolled up his sleeves angrily: [Don't worry, leave this matter to me! !Lao Tzu fucked their ancestors for eighteen generations! 】

Ji Ning'an: [Thank you. 】

After contacting Xu Shen, she logged on LK and didn't read the overwhelming private messages.

I sent a clarification video, explaining what happened in the car at that time, the front and the marketing account were just uploaded, and I replied under the marketing account video.

[Since you are so righteous, why are you afraid to post the full video? 】

Shi Wei went over the matter again, feeling very guilty, and realized her mistake: [I'm sorry Ning Ning, I shouldn't have agreed to the offline meeting for you back then, so there is no such thing as now. 】

At the beginning, she thought that Ji Ning'an would never be able to bear this anger, but she didn't consider other reasons. Now that something like this happened, Shi Wei thought about it for a long time.

【I was wrong. 】

【There is no next time qaq】

[Lingning, wait a minute, I'll buy a group of sailors and scold them to death, let's see who can beat who]

Ji Ning'an feels that the matter is over, and there is no point in holding on to it. The most important thing is to solve the matter and recognize the contradiction in the matter, so as to avoid repeating the same mistakes next time.

She touched the strawberry-flavored fudge with the tip of her tongue, and there was a faint red mark on her fair cheeks pressed by the pillow, and she replied.

[There is no need to invite the navy, with this money, it is enough to buy me milk tea for a year!Let's not be taken advantage of. 】

Shi Wei replied: [Don't say it's been a year, I'll contract your milk tea for ten years! ! 】

Both Professor Ji and Ji's mother called to ask questions, and there were many friends. Ji Ning'an responded patiently one by one, smiled, put on a Bluetooth headset, and left the dormitory.

Zhao Yuxuan called her to stop: "Ning Ning, where are you going?"

"studio."

"I didn't expect you, Ning Ning, to hide your secrets. You turned out to be the blogger of LK. If it wasn't on the hot search, we wouldn't know."

When Zhao Yuxuan looked at her, he felt an inexplicable sense of superiority in his heart.

Those people on the Internet are very dirty. It is obvious that Ji Ning'an is not very good, otherwise such news would not have broken out.

And as a college student, I am clean.

Ji Ning'an: "So?"

Zhao Yuxuan looked at her expression, it was different from what he imagined, shouldn't she be angry?Shouldn't we cry bitterly?

"I've seen all the things on the Internet. I believe you are not that kind of person. Do you need me to clarify for you?" Zhao Yuxuan pursed her lips with a worried expression.

"It's over."

Ji Ning said a word, and left the dormitory straight away.

what?
Zhao Yuxuan was stunned, and turned on the phone.

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the teaching building of Peking University, the Academy of Fine Arts, and the studio.

Ji Ning'an has a strong self-regulation ability. When she is sad, she will get used to doing one thing - painting.

Immerse yourself in your own world with all your heart, and you can throw away all the pressure and troubles imposed by the outside world.

It is an amazing feeling to truly love and pursue something.

She stayed alone in the studio of the Academy of Fine Arts, sitting in the afterglow of the setting sun, with a focused and serious expression, holding a paintbrush in her hand, which made a rustling sound when it landed on the snow-white paper, with delicate finger bones and thin wrists. The posture is very standard and very beautiful.

Colliding with the tail of the sunset, he also showed a bit of coolness when he was serious about painting.

No one else was there at this time, the window was half open, the early autumn wind slipped in from the outside, flipping through the drawing papers, and the works of art students of all ages were sealed in the cabinets against the wall, half old but not old Dropped the lock.

The breeze blew the girl's hair loose behind her. It was black and soft, with a few strands of hair hanging by her ears. She was wearing a white skirt. s color.

The crisp and soft voice resounded in the silence, like a white pear blossom protruding from its branch, growing wantonly in a season that does not belong to itself.

(End of this chapter)