Hearing this, Fu Nuan probed it curiously, and the crowd automatically gave her a way, and she was able to see An Zhu's computer screen.
At this time, the teacher began to "explain" to her.
"Last night an account with the ID name'Final Judgment' appeared inexplicably in the school forum last night, and the avatar was also dark, making people shudder when they saw it.
At first glance, Fu Nuan only felt that it should be a certain secondary two young girl in the school, but if this is the case, what is the "evil door" they are talking about
An Zhu came over, took the conversation, and said mysteriously: "That account posted a post on the top of the forum. It said,'I am a messenger of justice, born for all injustices. Write down the guilt. People’s names, I will give them the final judgment in the name of God. No matter who it is. “Sounds very second, right? It looks like a prank, isn’t it
Fu Nuan pursed her lips without comment, at least so far, she really feels so.
The class bell rang, and the teachers dispersed one after another. Those who were preparing for the lesson hurried to the teaching building.
Fu Nuan sat at his desk, turned on his computer, logged into the school forum, and found the post, which was still at the top.
The dark red title, bold font, is particularly eye-catching among the standard black titles. In addition, it can be seen that this post is currently very popular, and the big "hot" logo at the back is even more unimaginable. It's hard to pay attention.
Do young people now like this style? She clicked in and found that there were quite a few replies.
An Zhu approached her and said, "This post can't be deleted until now. The school technicians have come forward, but there is still no way. Are you evil? The person who posted this post seems to be a master!"
Fu Nuan frowned and said, "Is this man so boring? The final trial? The messenger of justice? In the name of God?"
Maybe it's because a young man who learns programming has watched too many hot-blooded animations, and he can't figure out the real and the illusion.
"At first I was bored, but something happened this morning."
An Zhu motioned her to give her the mouse, swiped for a while and found a reply. The cursor was placed there and said: "Look, this anonymous replyer wrote it."
Fu Nuan watched, and read out unconsciously.
"If you are so clever, I won't apologize for a short-eyed bump this afternoon. If you let her be smashed by a flowerpot while walking, I believe you are real. Lin Lin, Department of English, College of Foreign Languages But, can you?"
After reading, she couldn't help frowning. Although she doesn't believe this post is true, she hopes that others will be smashed by flower pots because of a little friction, which is too...
"The evil is here! The girl named this morning was really smashed by a flowerpot and was taken to the hospital. I don't know what's going on now."
Fu Nuan was slightly taken aback, and then smiled at the corners of his mouth and said, "This is a coincidence. How could there be such an evil thing?"
"Who knows..."
An Zhu curled his lips. Whether Fu Nuan believed it or not, she believed it anyway.
After the discussion, Fu Nuan was ready to go to the teaching building, and the next session was her class.
As soon as I entered the classroom, I heard students whispering and discussing forum posts.
"If it is so good, I will try it too."
"I think it's a coincidence. Don't try it, just in case..."
"You said it was a coincidence. How can there be so many'what if'? Try to find out."
Fu Nuan shook his head helplessly.
Today's students, tolerance is really too bad, some small frictions have to choose this way.
Even if this post on the forum is not true, it is a guide to their evil thoughts, and it is not a good thing after all.
As soon as I returned to the office after class, I heard Anzhu say in a loud voice: "The girl who replied to the post has been found!"