Chapter 27

Han Xiao was vaguely dragged up by his daughter-in-law and looked at his watch. It was only 6:20. He couldn't help complaining: "Alas, what are you doing? It's only a few o'clock. Just toss me around? Let me sleep again, please."

Dong Jie opened the quilt angrily: "no, my son today "As a journalist, I think some bottom lines are insurmountable. I don't know why someone has the heart to criticize a child who is about to participate in the college entrance examination. Without prior investigation, many media openly include the posts announcing Han Fei's information into the scope of the newspaper. This is not only an act without professional ethics, but also a crime."

"Up to now, it seems that everything is very clear. Han Fei clarified his grievances with a video, but as every online citizen, should we reflect on what we have done? If Han Fei is not so talented and does not have such a video to prove himself, does he have to bear such a label all his life?"

In the passage, Han Fei's image is a victim, and he doesn't fight back and scold back. The reason why he made the video is just to prove his innocence.

Just as He Jian can incite netizens to hate Han Fei, people sympathize with the weak, and Han Fei is now a weak.

So Ji Ning was a tragedy, because the source of this matter was him. Even if he didn't take the initiative to speak ill of Han Fei, who benefited him? The company behind Ji Ning was also implicated, and many partners cancelled their cooperation one after another, resulting in heavy losses.

He Jian was in a panic all the time. Even if he had deleted the original post, many people still retained the original picture. Netizens naturally hated him as the culprit, and some even offered a reward.

He Jian's life in school is even more sad. Almost the whole school knows that he exposed Han Fei's information. This behavior is extremely shameful. No one would like to have a classmate who openly stabbed him in the back when he disagreed.

For a time, He Jian became a street mouse called by everyone. Later, it was said that He Jian also mentioned transfer to his parents. Unfortunately, his parents only thought he was the college entrance examination syndrome. In addition, it was difficult to handle the transfer procedures before the college entrance examination, so they ignored him.

However, in reality, the students despised his eyes and always worried that he would be exposed. Under the dual pressure, He Jian suddenly jumped from a building like crazy at school one day. Fortunately, all the students in the class were there and pressed him in time. Later, I heard that he was diagnosed with severe depression and was taken abroad for treatment by his parents half a month before the college entrance examination.

In fact, it's ironic to think about it. He Jian is always worried that some students will expose his information on the Internet like Han Fei. In fact, no students have such an idea, but he Jian doesn't think so. He thinks everyone in the world is the same as him.

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With the pace of the college entrance examination getting closer and closer, the song "remember" is becoming more and more popular. Perhaps, as the lyrics say, only when we say goodbye will we engrave each other's smiling faces in each other's hearts.

"Alas, smelly hooligan, which examination room are you?"

Han Fei doesn't have to look back to know that it must be Shen Weiwei. The girl doesn't know whether it's easy to talk or what. Every day, it's a smelly hooligan. Han Fei has been considering whether it's really good to play hooligans with her one day, otherwise she won't be wronged in vain?

"Examination room 3, and you?"

Shen Weiwei seemed disappointed: "I'm the No. 2 examination room, right in our school."

"Alas, I'm unlucky. It's also the No. 3 examination room. You can't let me stay away from this guy." Li Yanan's disdainful expression was strongly despised by Shen Weiwei. The second daughter openly quarreled and attracted a crowd of students.

"Come on! See you at the University in September!" in an instant, the pieces of paper over the teaching building fell like pieces of snow.