Although there is still half an hour before the end of the morning class, the atmosphere of the classroom has begun to become free in advance. The students in the back half of the classroom are chatting, playing with their mobile phones, and the lecturers on the podium are also playing with their computers, so they are not embarrassed by each other. This situation will not happen in the past, but recently the school is trying to change the junior college to the cost of the subject, and I don’t know when the leaders above will come to check the spot checks, so the school issued a notice that the class is not allowed to be terminated early before the ringtone rings, so the students can only sit obediently.

This regulation did not hinder everyone. It was just a different place to play with mobile phones, and it was a bit more atmosphere for everyone to sit together to play with mobile phones. At this time, the man sitting in the last row of the classroom looked at his phone with a thrilling look, fucking the micro-tit trumpet nickname [Onion], surfing and galloping in the ocean of information.

Onion found that a message in the message bar showed hundreds of likes. This made him feel like he was floating. The spring breeze outside the window was like an invisible hand, grabbing his scalp and pulling it up. From scalp to toes, his whole body couldn't help trembling.

Clicking on his comment [People who call for calmness to wait for the truth come and see, now the truth is here], he looked at his comments, just like looking at a work of art. There were already 27,500 likes after the comments. He really wanted to show his classmates a highlight of his life, but because the main business of the trumpet was too fragrant and could not let the classmates know, he could only endure and feel the regret of walking in the night in the brocade.

About eight hours ago, late at night, Onion was still surfing the Internet and fighting fiercely with a Han Jue fan, retreating step by step. Just when he was out of sight, he suddenly found that the hacker who was paying special attention had new updates. He was excited and hurried to check it out and found that it was indeed a counterattack targeting the [two suspicious points] online, followed by a video. After watching the copy, he was immediately sleepy and lost all his sleep. He finally saw the signal of a counterattack. He quickly left a message, and then rushed to Han Jue fans to be rampant, throwing a link and screenshot to make the other party speechless, turning defeat into victory, which was very comfortable.

He felt that Han Jue would definitely die this time.

All morning, Onion was staring at his phone, and even after staying up all night, he was not sleepy at all. He wanted to see, who could clean Han Jue's floor with such a solid evidence?

He was very young, only the age of a college student, but he had a deep qualification in the field of [Black Han Jue]. About nine years ago, he was already a black fan of Han Jue. At that time, the girls in the class were all obsessed with the most popular Han Jue when watching the talent show. He concluded that such an artist without culture and emotional intelligence would be finished sooner or later. At that time, the girls said, "You are just jealous of Han Jue", "You are educated, you go to participate in the competition." He was still very young at that time, and he was full of anger and could not vent in words. Finally, he just shouted "Fart!" incompetently, and since then he hated Han Jue.

He also started surfing during the game. From the first time he was lingering in fear and liked Han Jue's messages and comments, to the fear of pretending to be a passerby and leaving a bad review for Han Jue, to the end of gritting his teeth and scolding Han Jue with a fierce temper, he felt that he had gradually grown into a qualified netizen. Then, Han Jue made his debut, and finally lost his power a year later, and an online carnival against Han Jue started on the Internet. He participated in the fights and finally revenge with Han Jue's fall.

A few years have passed, and just when he had forgotten Han Jue, he suddenly heard the news of Han Jue's comeback and was very surprised. The boycott at the beginning was very relaxed. After all, Han Jue had not forgotten the happiness that Han Jue brought to everyone. However, after Han Jue was released one by one, showing an image different from the past again and again, people slowly changed their views.

He felt angry. How could he forgive Han Jue?

Have you forgotten those fans who were beaten by Han Jue, artists who were fists by Han Jue, reporters who were rudely treated by Han Jue?! Han Jue betrayed the [Blue Whale] who cultivated his skills and betrayed his teammates who were together day and night. Have you forgotten this kind of ungrateful behavior?

However, slowly, slowly, fewer and fewer people feel indignant when talking about Han Jue's past dark history.

"He has changed."

“He was punished, too.”

"He said it himself, very regretful."

"Who didn't do anything ridiculous when he was young?"

Those who have turned against Han Hei said this.

That's a disguise!

You were all deceived by him!

As long as you can make money, no celebrity character can be portrayed!

Onion feels that only he and a small number of people have seen through the facts and grasped the truth.

They are active at the forefront of every storm, trying to awaken more people to recognize Han Jue’s true face. Unfortunately, they were defeated again and again, and in the end they were always turned over by Han Jue. Their power gradually weakened and their reputation became increasingly poor. They could only witness Han Jue reaching the peak step by step and gaining both love and career.

Just when Onion wondered whether he would never see Han Jue fall again in his lifetime, a fire from [Me too] suddenly caught Han Jue.

After watching the video posted by the hacker, Onion was sure that Han Jue was dead this time.

Onion was happy and sighed that he was indeed right. He had always disliked Han Jue, and it turned out that he had a premonition that Han Jue was ugly under his delicate skin. The facts proved that his intuition was not wrong. He finally waited for the moment when Han Jue showed his strength.

In his opinion, the self-defense of "Black Mirror", Wang Qingjun's appeal, and the questioning of the online [two doubts] are all marketing operations of Han Jue's team, trying to cleanse the floor.

But with the hacker's update again last night, no one can stop Han Jue this time.

Onion looked at his phone and showed a satisfied smile. He found that in just a few minutes, several more people liked him.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the discussion between several girls in the front row.

Those were a few international students from America or Europe. Onion knew that most of them had a good family background and had paid a lot of Chinese coins to plaster. Although after their studies, all they could get was a junior college diploma, in their country, it seemed that as long as they had a Chinese university diploma, they could scare many people and get a good job.

There are also people who are studying hard and working part-time, but the girls in front of them are obviously not that type of people who are wearing mature makeup, wearing luxury goods, and talking about gossip.

Onion just vaguely heard the word "Han Jue" appear in their conversation, so he turned his ear and listened carefully.

"So Gu An is Han Jue! I've known this a long time ago!"

"But in this way, didn't he cheat on "Iamasinger", after all, each singer can only sing two original songs..."

"If anyone can be classic, he can cheat."

Everyone talked for a while, and the topic returned to Han Jue.

"Have you listened to Han Jue's song "Bohemian Rhapsody" yesterday? It's so nice! You must listen to it! My brother was listening to it on the spot at that time. He said that after this song, no one listened to other singers sang on stage."

"What does it mean? Are everyone leaving?"

... Of course, people are still there! I mean everyone has no time to listen to other people's songs!"

"Why are you meant? Isn't it your brother on the scene?"

“putain!(Fuck)”

"Don't speak French, I don't understand."

Everyone started to make a fuss again.

These people come from different countries and have to communicate with each other in Chinese, so they can understand them by listening quietly.

He knew that Han Jue had many fans overseas, and these girls were probably the ones.

He leaned over and said in confusion: "Are you talking about Han Jue?"

The girls turned their heads to look at the onion and nodded hesitantly. They usually play their own things in their study abroad circle and rarely have any contact with local Chinese students. After going to college for so long, this is the first time they have talked to [Onion] today.

Onion acted like a passerby didn't know much about Han Jue, saying, "Has he been exposed for committing some crime recently?"

The girls looked at each other. It was very dangerous to talk to people about idols. But one of the girls couldn't help but speak directly: "Don't be so sure, after all, the truth has not come out yet."

Onion smiled in his heart, with an innocent passerby still pressing his face on his face, and said in surprise: "Isn't the truth already coming out? That crime video."

"Ah, that video may not be true. You can see the [two suspicious points] on the Internet. It is because many people who don't know the truth are eager to make judgments, so it is easy to hurt innocent people. Han Jue is likely to suffer severe depression now, and every word from passers-by may become the last straw!" The French girl who had heard "Bohemian Rhapsody" on the spot said.

"Depression, depression is not a gold medal for avoiding death, why do you always talk about depression?" Onion looked helpless, "Even if he really got depression, but he did such a thing, don't you think it's better if such a scum is dead?"

"You are too vicious! Is it necessary to say that?"

"Why can't you say that? Celebrities make so much money easily. Since they come to make this money, they have to assume the obligation to be scolded." Onion retorted almost without thinking.

Now he is no longer the one who was so irritated by a female classmate when he was a child that he couldn't speak. He had encountered the Internet bully [Peace Dove], so he was so relaxed when facing these little girls in front of him. He couldn't deal with [Peace Dove], so could he still deal with a few uneducated female international students?

After a few tests before, he had confirmed that the girls in front of him were Han Jue's brainless fans, and they could not tell anything. For such people, only the truth can make them realize their brainlessness. He asked: "Have you watched the new video posted by the hacker? The video found from Han Jue's private computer responded to [two suspicious points]."

The girls stopped talking. I don’t know if they had seen it so they couldn’t speak, or they hadn’t seen it so they couldn’t speak. In short, Onion just assuming they didn’t read it.

"Go and have a look!"

Just as he was about to lower his head and continue playing with his phone in the form of a winner, a girl who had not spoken before just now suddenly spoke:

"Is that video really copied from Han Jue's private computer?"

Onion frowned and looked up.
Chapter completed!