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Ye Qingzhi didn't know the news immediately.He rode home and saw the 99+ group chats at various moments, only to realize that the forum was blown up again.

Inexplicably, he thought of Chen Xun who seemed very busy these days, and suddenly his heart beat a little faster.

Ye Qingzhi moistened his dry lips, which had been blown by the wind, and poked open the forum.

Those two posts have become popular due to too many clicks, and they are firmly on the top.

The top one is very headline party.

"Click to watch→A certain school bully jumps and does this kind of thing"

Ye Qingzhi clicked in according to his words.

There are dozens of pictures in the main building.

The first few pictures are the chat records of a certain group, and almost all of them are vented by a person whose ID is Z.

-It's him again, I'm stupid, isn't he not in the experimental class?

-Why is his score higher than mine? Did you copy the answer?

-Damn, there are more votes than me in the selection, he is a fart, why.

……

The speeches in the first few pictures are full of dissatisfaction with "him", and the next few pictures are IP addresses merged together.

The students of No. [-] Middle School more or less participated in the evaluation, and they also watched the yin and yang rhythm building a few days ago.

As a result, as soon as those few pictures were released, it could be seen at a glance that the anonymous host of the Rhythm Building and the ruthless trumpets below all had the same IP address.

That's not to mention, these accounts are still the top voters for a certain boy surnamed Zeng, and several posts on the forum praising him are also sent by these accounts.

Another Gao Piao's post is an unsightly insult by Liu, and the last two pictures show him spending money to hire trolls to smear other people's transfer records.

After school on Friday is the time when the traffic is heavy, people from all walks of life skip two posts to eat melons, and there will be more than a dozen comments as soon as they are refreshed.

-Damn it...it's not like that, you actually found someone to blackmail you?

-Fortunately, I still think he is handsome.

- Ouch, yesterday a classmate in our class exclaimed that Ye is so powerful, I seemed to secretly roll his eyes when I saw zx.

-Didn't Zeng be gentle and humble before others, secretly?

- long overdue to hang out!There are so many yin and yang posts, it's annoying to read.

-Hahahahaha boasted myself nine posts.

-A few days ago that Lou fought with rhythmic people for several days, and now I suddenly want to cry.

……

Ye Qingzhi put down his phone and rolled around on the bed twice.

Although he said that it was not worth getting angry because of these people, but seeing these two people being hanged out, he was still... very happy.

Ye Qingzhi happily answered the call from Chen Xun.

Chen Xun's voice was a little cautious: "Did you see it?"

Ye Qingzhi: "Well, did you do it?"

Chen Xun's voice was full of anticipation to ask for credit, but also mixed with a little anxiety: "Yes, it's me. Then what, Qingzhi, are you not angry?"

Ye Qingzhi paused when he was rolling, and asked in confusion, "No? Why are you angry?"

Chen Xun breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled and slowly explained to him: "Just... I just want to solve it for you completely. I just realized that you might not like to solve it like this after the post was sent."

Ye Qingzhi: "No, I won't be angry."

He wouldn't be angry all the time for those posts that smeared him, but what Chen Xun sent to him was completely defending him, so how could he be angry.

Ye Qingzhi said sincerely: "It's impossible to be angry, and it's too late to be happy. Brother Xun, amazing! You have such a skill!"

Ye Qing's eight-hundred-character rainbow fart was accurate, and Chen Xun squatted on the bay window, listening to it with great ease, and couldn't help but want to post it on Moments.

[Chen Xun]: Hehehehehe.

After Ye Qingzhi finished his compliments, he concluded his statement: "Thank you Brother Xun for sending me two posts."

Chen Xun, the editor of Moments, paused, and his voice became weaker: "Then what, I only posted one... and I don't know who posted the other one."

In fact, another post was posted earlier than Chen Xun's, but the title was a little colder and more serious, and the popularity was a little less.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Qingzhi fell into a brief silence.

He was dazed for a moment, recalling what he had said in the past few days, then got up from the bed and clicked on the dialog with Duan Yifeng.

-Brother Feng?

The opposite side returned quickly.

- Xiaoqing, did you see that?

Ye Qingzhi lay down again, held down his voice and let out another rainbow fart.

Duan Yifeng chatted with him for a few words, the main thought was probably regretting that he didn't beat Liu Xinlin a few more times before.

……

As for Liu Xinlin himself, when he saw the post appearing, he couldn't help but panic.

Seeing the taller and taller buildings and the overwhelming scolding, he slammed his phone to the ground.

However, a call came at this time, and Liu Xinlin had to pick up the phone again.

Liu Xinlin picked it up angrily: "Hello? Who is it?"

The voice on the other end was trembling with anger: "Liu Xinlin! You fucking betrayed me!?"

Liu Xinlin was puzzled: "Who the hell sold you, Zeng Xiang, don't swear."

Zeng Xiang panted, his voice hoarse and tired: "My chat records in the group have been released, who is it not you?"

Liu Xinlin was also very irritable: "I'm not the only one in the group, OK? I'm fucking hung up too!"

Zeng Xiang spoke incoherently: "Obviously you were the one who proposed to engage him first, what should we do now?"

Liu Xinlin: "How would I know!"

The two quarreled meaninglessly for a while, and it ended with Liu Xinlin throwing away the phone.

Zeng Xiang saw that the self-motivated and humble image he had painstakingly cultivated was ruined by a few chat records, so he slumped and sat down.

……

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On this end, Ye Qingzhi and Duan Yifeng finished chatting and walked out of the room to eat.

At the dinner table, Ms. Lin and Lao Ye were talking about work, while Ye Qingzhi was still thinking about those two posts.

"Xiaoqing?"

Ms. Lin knocked on the bowl, bringing Ye Qingzhi back to his senses.

Ye Qingzhi: "What's wrong?"

Ms. Lin was a little hesitant, and asked him after deliberation: "Do you want...a younger brother or younger sister?"

Without any thought or analysis, Ye Qingzhi blurted out instinctively: "I don't want to."

In no mood.

……

This instinctive refusal goes back a long time.

When Ye Qingzhi was young, maybe when he was five or six years old, he was handsome and obedient, and his elders liked to tease him.

Seven aunts and eight aunts like to ask him two questions, one is whether they like father or mother more, and the other is whether they want a brother or sister.

Xiaoqing cleverly said that he liked the first question, but he often had to think carefully before answering the second question.

Xiao Qingzhi still wanted it.

Another little one will play with him, Miaozai.

The grown-ups lost a lot of fun when they saw him answering in such a peaceful manner.

Until one day, after he answered as usual that he wanted to play with his younger siblings, an aunt said to him with a smile, "But after younger siblings are born, mom and dad won't love you anymore."

Xiao Qingzhi was dumbfounded, and the Lego in his hand fell to the ground with a slap: "Huh??"

The aunt continued: "Your brother and sister will grab toys with you, and then mom and dad won't have time to accompany you."

Xiao Qingzhi looked at the other elders who were waiting for his answer, and looked at Ms. Lin and Lao Ye for help.

Too bad they didn't say anything.

Everyone looked at him with a smile as if they thought they were teasing a child.

Xiao Qingzhi could not shed tears, and ran into the room sadly.

But Xiao Ye Zifan watched his brother cry, angrily threw a puppet bear at the aunt, and ran into the room after him.

The grown-ups have found new fun.

Xiaoqing would be asked this kind of question every now and then.And Ms. Lin would only stop the other elders when he looked like he was about to cry. Most of the time, she and Lao Ye were also watching.

Observe his restlessness and struggle.

again and again.

Resisting is like an instinct, deeply engraved into Ye Qingzhi's bones and blood.

……

Ye Qingzhi came back to his senses and murmured.

"I do not want."

The author has something to say:

Brother Xun: Why are there still people posting.

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I really goo, I'm guilty.

(Words of deja vu)