CHAPTER 72: CHAPTER 30: THE SITUATION REVERSAL_3

4538L: "Institute of Physical Education? Our institute? Which one which one?"

4538L: "By the way, the back view of that man with a Cayenne is really stylish..."

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8432L: "To the person at 4538L, I know, I know, it’s Li Yu from your institute! I encountered the two of them together on the field before!"

8433L: "I noticed it too! This man’s back view looks really familiar!"

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9943L: "Is he two-timing?"

9944L: "Ha, so what if he’s handsome, if he likes such a girl, how good can he be?"

9945L: "If it were me, I wouldn’t want such a guy, no matter how handsome!"

9946L: "Isn’t it just because you want him but can’t have him?"

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Scrolling further, an ID named That’s My World posted a comment.

That’s My World: "Fellow students earlier, your so-called encounter with us on the field was just that one time. I blocked her on the road to confess, but was ruthlessly rejected. We haven’t seen each other since. Also, to the blogger spreading rumors, please check your conscience and don’t make your words so filthy."

Someone seeing the ID, soon realized and asked: "@That’s My World, are you Li Yu from the Institute of Physical Education?"

That’s My World: "Yes."

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Yao Ye read that clarification again: "This Li Yu still has a bit of conscience."

Xu Chengyang smashed his mouse hand and yelled angrily: "Damn it, is this Li Jiayuan still not giving up?"

Su Wan pressed her lips tightly, sitting silently in front of the computer, flipping through those pictures. She thought the stuff online was just fleeting, and in a few days, when something new comes along, most people would gradually forget. She didn’t care how others talked about things she didn’t do. But Fu Weiheng was her bottom line.

He was so excellent and noble, so good, yet he was being discussed online by these leisurely people. For someone as illustrious as Fu Weiheng, it was a stain.

Su Wan asked: "Yao Yao, can I use your account to post a few words?"

Yao Ye knew she didn’t have an account for the school forum, readily agreed: "Go ahead, go ahead."

So Su Wan posted a comment on the thread.

It’s Yao Ye not Swaying: "Li Jiayuan, I don’t know you. If being rejected and then resorting to these online statements for revenge gives you a temporary thrill, then you’re truly someone with a narrow vision and no aspirations. As a student in the vocal department, someone raised in an atmosphere of noble and elegant music, it’s shameful for you to have such dirty thoughts. You can comment about me, but please don’t involve the people around me. Everything about him isn’t something your mouth can discuss. Lastly, I have a suggestion. You’re not quite suited to a music major. After exiting the gate of the Conservatory of Music, take a left and walk straight for 500 meters to the Journalism Department. The head of the Journalism Department is a friendly and enthusiastic woman. If you’re willing, I can mention to her about your transfer, as a paparazzi career suits you perfectly.

Once the comment came out, everyone was shocked, unable to foresee that the party involved would directly step out. Some students from the orchestral department noticed and immediately posted supporting comments.

Mendel Jin: "Hahaha, indeed the style of our departmental flower."

Wangzai Xiaocaitou: "Goddess, I love you!"

Qiaoqiaoqiaoqiaozi: "Goddess, please accept my knees!"

Mozart’s little brother: "I still want to pursue Su Goddess."