That night, the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse. The reason was still a photo. A small website called YCH built by the campus network reached its peak traffic from 10pm to 3am, becoming a hot website in Shenzhen universities.
Someone posted a photo in the news section.
It looked like an unintentional snapshot, the boy was tall and slender with a bad-tempered temperament. He was wearing a baseball cap, and even though most of his face was blocked, one could still tell that he was a handsome guy. At this moment, he was slightly lowering his neck, gently wiping the tears from the girl's face, with an incredibly doting look in his eyes.
The girl had waist-length hair and was looking up at him, tears hanging from her dark eyelashes. A teardrop slid down the red butterfly birthmark and fell onto the boy's palm.
The people in the photo are Ban Sheng and Lin Weixia.
Suddenly, it was like someone threw a flint into a calm lake, igniting the boiling point. At first, someone shared this link with WeChat friends, and then it spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. As everyone had no place to discuss together, they all gathered here to gossip.
Because YCH is a forum with freedom of speech and a sense of security provided by the virtual network, people can speak freely. In addition, this incident amplified people's excitement points, and people followed the post one after another. Of course, there were also people who released malicious intent.
[What to eat tomorrow 787878]: WOC, this is a big news. Student F can actually hook up with Student A, and the other party is the top student in the class. It's amazing. This woman has some tricks.
[823333AAAA]: Isn't this Lin Weixia a good friend of Liu Sijia? Stealing the boy that her sister likes? I am not seeing things.
[Would you like to have dinner together?]: I usually get annoyed by Liu Sijia’s clique-forming and arrogant attitude, but now I actually feel a little pity for her.
[The person surnamed Z is my idol]: Sorry, I am getting off topic. Ban Sheng is really handsome, so camera-resistant, 360-degree handsome. This girl looks like a good match for him, I am a face lover, let me say this first.
[Pinocchio has no nose]: Stealing the boy your best friend likes? Sorry, I can't accept it either. If there is such a person around you, can you still be friends with her
[The kitten stepping on long boots]: Everyone, Lin Weixia is a bad person. I suggest you stay away from such people.
[Puppy Qianqian]: Fortunately, I never try to be friends with Student F, haha.
The post received hundreds of replies, including one by a moderator named [Pandora's Box] who commented: "What are you like, judges? Isn't this a disguised form of cyberbullying?"
[Pandora's Box]: Everyone, don't you think it's strange? Usually no one comes to this website, but suddenly a photo was released, which seems to be a way to attract traffic to this small website, and it is just a rumor that has no factual basis at all.
This rare, pertinent and sober speech was quickly drowned out by hundreds of messages. They excitedly discussed and criticized Lin Weixia, and the excitement of their nerve endings reached the top.
The next day, Lin Weixia came to the classroom. As soon as she entered the class, the atmosphere became strangely quiet, and then became noisy again. She discovered the difference in magnetism, like the territorial competition among animals, each guarding their own camp and dividing their own kingdom.
Compared to the day she transferred to another school, the current atmosphere seemed to have directly excluded her.
Lin Weixia's expression remained unchanged as she sat down. Soon, the morning reading bell rang and the students began to recite their lessons. Their voices were scattered. Old Liu frowned and knocked on the podium with a ruler, saying, "Didn't you have breakfast? Your voices are so slow that even a monk chanting sutras can be better than yours."
While criticizing this group of students, Lao Liu saw wisps of steam rising from the back row of students. However, the books on their desks were piled too high, and the bookshelves blocked their view, so he couldn't see who was the culprit at all. So he became even angrier:
"Who's eating breakfast down there?"
Ning Chao raised his hand slowly: "Report! It's Qiu Minghua eating the self-heating hot pot!"
The whole class burst into laughter. Old Liu Ping was so angry that his glasses almost fell off. Finally, Qiu Minghua was taken out and made to stand in the corner as punishment.
Nothing has changed, but it seems to have changed again.
Changes always start from the details. People in the class began to avoid Lin Weixia, even for small things like borrowing a pen, as if she were some kind of monster.
When Lin Weixia collected the homework, each group leader put it on his or her desk without even raising his or her eyelids. This was completely different from the attitude of when they enthusiastically asked her to borrow notes before.
During the break, only Fang Mo went downstairs with Lin Weixia's arm in hand. They walked through the corridor and stood in front of the water dispenser, each carrying a cup of water.
Lin Weixia was drinking water from a glass cup when she heard the laughter of a group of girls. Li Shengran's voice was quite pleasant to the ears. She beckoned him, "Fang Mo, huh? Come here."
"Ah, call me." Fang Mo opened her eyes wide and spoke in a surprised voice.
The group of girls, led by Liu Sijia, who were wearing school uniforms and red bow ties, put their hands on Fang Mo, giving people a sense of closeness. They leaned forward to talk, and their eyes looked in her direction from time to time.
Fang Mo is shorter in stature. She looked up at them, the expression on her face changing from shy to hesitant and stiff.
Lin Weixia swallowed a mouthful of warm water without any extra expression on her face. She could even anticipate what would happen.
After a while, Fang Mo's cheeks turned red, and she said in a surprised voice: "Liu Sijia said she would like to invite me to their party this weekend."
Fang Mo’s surprise was real.
A students basically don't bring F students to play with them. Because they have unique resources, they look superior to others. The former are flamboyant in school, actively participate in various activities, and bloom to their heart's content.
As for F students, they admired the strong and also wanted to become A students one day. So when Lin Weixia was invited to the birthday party, Fang Mo really made a sound of envy.
"But... they told me to stay away from you... saying that you..." Fang Mo couldn't finish the rest of the words, and she didn't have the heart to say it.
Fang Mo raised her hand and hooked the short hair beside her ear. At this moment, she seemed to have made a great decision: "But don't worry, Weixia, I won't do anything they say!"
Seeing Fang Mo's hesitant and overly frightened expression, Lin Weixia knew that she was not just like this because she was invited, she must have been threatened in some way.
Middle school girls are social animals. They are in the sensitive adolescence and have a reckless drive towards the world, but they are also naive animals. They are fragile and are most afraid of isolated games.
"Fang Mo, why don't you go with them first? I remembered I have to wait for someone else." Lin Weixia patted her shoulder.
She didn't want to embarrass Fang Mo, she didn't care about one person.
"Oh, okay." Fang Mo nodded, but was obviously relieved.
Lin Weixia stood in front of the water dispenser and put down her cup. Just as she was about to go down, someone suddenly grabbed the end of her hair. She turned around and saw Ban Sheng standing in front of her with one hand in his pocket. He then raised his hand and patted her on the head:
"I'm leaving."
The students coming and going looked at the two of them, with inquiring eyes or whispering. Ban Sheng looked indifferent, as he never cared about other people's opinions.
He only cares about Lin Weixia.
The two of them followed the crowd down the stairs side by side. When Lin Weixia was about to be hit by someone running down the stairs, he pulled her arm and spoke casually, but his words were full of ruthlessness:
“I can shut down the website.”
Lin Weixia said: "Don't."
"If they want to criticize you, they can rely on more than just a small forum. Let's see what happens next." Lin Weixia's tone was calm, and she didn't even seem to be affected by these people at all.
After being isolated, the people who interacted with Lin Weixia the most during get out of class or extracurricular activities were Ning Chao and Ban Sheng. Sometimes the three of them would walk together during physical education class.
Passersby were shocked when they saw this and sighed that Ban Sheng had been pulled down from the altar, hanging out with Student F all day long.
The direction of public opinion always changes very quickly, from cursing "Lin Weixia has moral issues" to "Oh, so she is a bitch, you see she only plays with boys."
This group of girls bullied Lin Weixia in various ways, hoping to make her suffer, learn a lesson, and keep her away from Ban Sheng again.
The Meteorological Bureau sent a text message saying that a typhoon is expected to arrive over the weekend and there will be heavy rain, so all units are asked to pay attention to their operations.
On Wednesday morning, Lin Weixia hurried to school wearing her high school uniform and with a slightly red face. She sat in her seat, gasping for breath with her lips open, and she didn't even have time to take off her schoolbag.
Not long after, Ban Sheng walked in slowly, his cheeks rosy, chewing the last bite of breakfast. The light of May reflected through the window and shone on the spinous process on the back of the boy's neck. He leaned down, casting a shadow, and his posture was as unruly as always.
Everyone watched him slowly give Lin Weixia the milk he had to drink every day.
A unique treat.
Liu Sijia's eyes suddenly changed.
Ban Sheng returned to his seat, but was called away shortly after he sat down.
After a while, someone came to urge Lin Weixia to hand in her English weekly diary. The teacher stipulated that the English weekly diary should be submitted every six months.
Lin Weixia lowered her head and took out her homework from her schoolbag, casually placed it in the middle of the desk, and then made a "click" sound as the zipper was pulled out of the schoolbag.
She raised her head and tried to pick up the homework book on the book, but she couldn't lift it, as if it was stuck by something. She tried harder and with a "squeak", the green English weekly diary broke into two pieces in her hand.
A "ha" sound came out of a girl's throat, and then the laughter became louder and louder, forming a sharp blade of mockery.
Lin Weixia lowered her head to pick up the scraps of paper on the table. There was 502 on the table, and soon her fingers were covered with glue. Her fingers were glued together, and the glue began to coagulate, and even the skin on her fingers was torn off.
Lin Weixia didn't mention this until Ban Sheng found out when they were having lunch together at noon.
In the restaurant on the second floor of the East Canteen, a group of girls sat together. They wore red bow ties and laughed cutely while digging curry beef brisket rice with spoons.
"Scarlett, did you see her expression as she tried to hold it in this morning? It was really funny." A girl said.
"Ha, people like her look so cowardly, how dare she resist?"
In the midst of the cheerful and joyful conversation among the girls, Liu Sijia barely spoke, and casually pulled the corners of her lips. At the end, a group of people left the cafeteria, and no one noticed that she barely moved her chopsticks while eating, and she only drank coffee.
Liu Sijia was walked out by someone holding her arm, and the scene of Lin Weixia forcing her to eat suddenly appeared in her mind.
There was some distance from the cafeteria to the teaching building. The group of people had won a battle and were in a good mood. However, the smiles on their faces froze when they saw two people not far away.
In front of a row of faucets near the teaching building, a boy and a girl stood together. Ban Sheng stood in the direction of the scorching sun to help the girl block most of the sunlight.
The boy leaned over, arching his back. He grabbed Lin Weixia's hand and put it under the faucet. A stream of white water rushed down. His posture was nonchalant, but his movements were serious. He was helping her wash the glue off her hands.
The sunlight was so strong that people's vision was blurred. Indistinctly one could see Ban Sheng's fingers with obvious knuckles touching his slender white hands, which were washed away by the water column and then entangled together, rolling out tiny splashes of water that revealed an intimacy that no one knew about.
From a distance, Ban Sheng raised his eyelids and looked over. Just a glance made the girls' scalps tingle and they didn't dare to meet his gaze.
Liu Sijia's eyes were burning from the sun. She walked past the two men with a cold and beautiful face, chin raised and back straight.
Not only that, they also saw Ban Sheng helping Lin Weixia with her English homework for an entire afternoon.
He never cares about other people's affairs, and now he should add - the premise is Lin Weixia.
That night, after washing up, Lin Weixia sat at her desk and replied to Bansheng's message. Suddenly, the interface showed a message from Fang Mo, with a screenshot and a website link attached. No one knew where she got it.
Liu Sijia updated a photo on Weibo and Moments simultaneously. After school, she went to an ice cream parlor with a girl. After eating, she took a funny photo and captioned:
Friends are still the same kind. [Happy][Happy]
Someone posted this screenshot on the YCH website, which sparked another round of discussion. Someone commented:
[I like Queen Liu's weirdness.]
[Ha, isn’t this just a different way of scolding Lin Weixia? I love to watch the fight.]
Just when people thought that the discussion would pass, things suddenly changed. Lin Weixia sat in a chair and looked at the post for a long time, lowering her head to edit on her phone.
Soon, the number of visitors to the website surged, and someone posted a picture of Lin Weixia's Moments. Lin Weixia had never opened a Moments, so it was blank with only a horizontal bar.
But Lin Weixia updated her signature:
Low level.
It's everything they do, their actions are low-level, their behavior is low-level, and their slander is low-level.
This was the first time that Lin Weixia faced off head-on with the A students led by Liu Sijia.