Yan Hui held the USB flash disk in his hand and stared at the computer with dark eyes. He kept recalling the girl's face full of fear and the girl's words quoted by the doctor. Under the concern of all his colleagues, he left the office.

Yan Hui, who walked out of the office, looked at the blue sky, and his heart suddenly filled with blood.

What kind of society is this?

What can he do as a media worker for a little girl like this?

……

People in the office are also talking about the sexual assault of "Jingzi".

"I really doubt how such people are qualified to be teachers!"

"My God! These scum are not human!"

"Saying they are scum overestimates them!"

"Words can't describe my dislike for these people at the moment."

"But the above practice is the most chilling!"

"What can we do? We're just a group of people who eat under the hands of others and resist them? Don't you see what's wrong with Huizi? Just hand in the manuscript and the bonus will be deducted this month."

There was a strange silence in the office.

……

When Yan Hui returned to the office, everyone was paying attention to him. Yan Hui smiled and sat in his seat as usual.

"Huizi, you are too sad. We can't afford to offend the people above."

"Yes, although we can't report it, aren't there others?! one day, such people will be punished!"

"One day?" Yan Hui's eyes were dark and smiled softly. "How long will one day be?"

"Have you seen the little girl's eyes?"

"Do you know how desperate she is?"

"Simple touch can make her fear, not just her! You know?! it's a school! School!"

Yan Hui's voice became louder and louder, and his mood became more and more excited.

The colleague hurriedly advised him, "Huizi, if you have something to say, the top doesn't allow you to report. You have a way. It's not easy to have a stable job that can eat. Do you still want to work against the top and then pack up and leave?"

Yan Hui was also silent. The brilliance in his eyes dimmed instantly, and his fist hit the desk all at once.

"Peng -"

"Peng -"

"Peng -"

Yan Hui repressed his anger in the depths of his black eyes. He was angry at his weakness and that he couldn't do anything.

What on earth can he do for these children?

……

Can't report on the news, can't report on the news. Yan Hui's eyes brightened. Since he can't report on the news, can he upload it to the network?

So a V blog called "hell is empty, the devil is on earth" spread on the Internet.