Some produced a medical record diagnosing mental illness, pointing out that Wei Linlin's direct relatives had mental health issues, and that Wei Linlin had deliberately concealed this with malicious intent.
Others presented evidence of Wei Linlin's fondness for playing and causing trouble, using it to prove her private life was chaotic and her conduct questionable.
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These pieces of information, some true and some false, piled up layer after layer on the forum.
Even the titles of the posts were laced with insult: "Deep Dive into the Pride of Academia, Finance Class 1's Wei Linlin."
"Family History of Mental Illness, Wei Linlin Exhibits Ancestral Regression."
"The Failing Grades of the So-Called Pride of Academia Who Compares Herself to Esteemed Scholars."
Wei Linlin felt a chill from head to toe, completely unaware of how she had offended these people.
Even her friends singing with her in the same KTV room saw the posts being forwarded in the class group chat. They stopped singing, looking at Wei Linlin with disdain.
Wei Linlin felt as if a thousand eyes were on her, and she fled as if escaping.
That evening, a new post appeared: "Pride of Academia Skips Bill at KTV."
Shameful words surged towards Wei Linlin like a tide. That night, curled up in her blankets, she scrolled through the defamatory and slanderous posts on her phone, trembling and biting her lip as she cried, not understanding why she was experiencing this.
The next day, from the moment she left her house, she felt that everyone around her, whether they knew her or not, was looking at her with contempt.
Having had no sleep, Wei Linlin already looked haggard. Now, entering the university campus, she saw people pointing their phones at her, which made her even more fearful. She felt a fragile sense of impending collapse.
"Yingying!" At the entrance to the teaching building, Wei Linlin finally saw someone she knew, someone who could bring her peace. She immediately quickened her pace and called out, "Yingying, wait for me!"
As soon as Jiang Yingying saw Wei Linlin, a flicker of panic crossed her eyes. She then quickly turned away, pretending not to know her.
"Yingying!" Seeing Jiang Yingying like this, Wei Linlin's heart ached. She immediately reached out and grabbed Jiang Yingying's arm, "Yingying, don't you see me? Why are you..."
"Wei Linlin, I've read the posts on the school forum, and I don't think we're suitable as friends," Jiang Yingying said, pulling her arm free from Wei Linlin's grasp. She spoke coldly, "It's better to keep some distance."
"You know! I'm not like that! It's all fake. I never insulted Professor Tang or Professor Miao. I didn't do anything, I just left a comment to speak up for you!" Wei Linlin said anxiously. "I left my phone in the classroom at noon, and you went to get it for me, don't you remember!
At that time, I couldn't have possibly left a message. I had a stomachache and didn't even touch my phone! You know this! You can prove it for me! I'm innocent, I didn't do anything!"
Wei Linlin's eyes lit up. "Yes! Yingying! You can prove my innocence! My phone wasn't with me at that time!"
"Prove what? I don't understand what you're talking about." How could Jiang Yingying possibly prove Wei Linlin's innocence?
Helping Wei Linlin prove her innocence at this time would be like implicating herself.
Wei Linlin could bear this burden alone. She was very busy and didn't have time to indulge in Wei Linlin's drama.
She wanted to put this matter behind her and prepare for her final exams.
"Yingying! You, you're afraid they'll take their anger out on you? They won't! You just need to prove that my phone wasn't with me at that time, but rather..." Wei Linlin suddenly froze, as if she had suddenly figured something out. She looked at Jiang Yingying and spoke numbly, "In your hand..."
Saying this, Wei Linlin finally understood.
She and Jiang Yingying were close friends, and her phone's unlock pattern was simple. Jiang Yingying knew it.
Normally, the password for all her accounts was those six digits plus the first letter of her name. Jiang Yingying also knew this!
"It was you!" Wei Linlin looked at Jiang Yingying, her emotions surging. "It was you!"
"I don't understand what you're talking about." Jiang Yingying panicked and immediately tried to escape, but Wei Linlin held her tightly.
"Jiang Yingying! Why did you harm me! Why did you do this!" Wei Linlin hadn't slept all night, and her nerves were frayed. She was now on the verge of a breakdown. At this moment, she dug her fingers into Jiang Yingying's arm, her voice sharp and questioning, "I've been so good to you! Why would you frame me!"
"I don't know what you're talking about! Let go!" Jiang Yingying's arm felt like it was being dug out. The pain made her face turn pale. "Let go of me!"
"You were jealous of Xia Qingtian, you hated her! I accompanied you in hating her! You said bad things about her, and I accompanied you! You skipped class, and I skipped class with you! What more do you want from me!" Wei Linlin's voice was sharp and piercing. Her eyes, already red and swollen from crying, widened as if she were a vengeful ghost from hell, demanding retribution. "What do you want from me! Why did you frame me! Are you trying to force me to die before you'll be satisfied!"
"It hurts!" Jiang Yingying felt a burning pain in her arm and screamed, calling for help from those around her.
"Fine! You're forcing me to die, right! Then let's die together! Together!" Upon realizing she had been harmed by Jiang Yingying, Wei Linlin felt a tightly strung nerve snap. She grabbed Jiang Yingying's neck fiercely, "Die!"
At this moment, seeing that it was about to turn fatal, people around them finally pulled Wei Linlin off Jiang Yingying.
Jiang Yingying, now freed, saw Wei Linlin being restrained and a cruel glint appeared in her eyes.
She couldn't deal with Xia Qingtian, but was she going to be bullied by this useless person, Wei Linlin?
Almost before anyone could react, Jiang Yingying lunged forward and slapped Wei Linlin hard. Her newly done manicured nails scraped a horrifying bloody gash across Wei Linlin's face.
"Ah!" Wei Linlin screamed in pain.
Those holding Wei Linlin were stunned by this sight and instinctively loosened their grip.
They had no intention of becoming accomplices.
Wei Linlin regained her freedom, wiped her face, and seeing the bright red blood, her eyes turned completely red. She lunged at Jiang Yingying, punching her with reckless abandon, grabbing her hair and clothes.
Jiang Yingying struggled a few times but was no match for the crazed Wei Linlin. She could only cry for help again.
But everyone had witnessed Jiang Yingying's ferocity during her counterattack, and no one dared to step forward and get involved.
Finally, school security guards ran over and pulled the two apart.
When the security guards pulled them apart, Wei Linlin had torn Jiang Yingying's clothes to shreds. Her underwear was also pulled off, leaving her exposed. She had bleeding bite marks on her shoulders, her arms were covered in bloody scratch marks, her face was bruised and swollen, and a clump of her hair had been pulled out. She was in a terrible state.