Chapter 302 (1/2)
Just as luminous wanted to make things clear on Weibo, the phone rang. It was Liu Tianwang.
”Xiaoye, the beating is quite fierce now. Ha ha, you've been scolded miserably.” Liu Tianwang said with a smile, ”how about I explain it for you?”
”No, I'm going to send a paper to make it clear,” he said with a smile
Liu Tianwang: ”OK, you can send it quickly. I'll give you the platform later. I'm surprised. What does Jin Taixu think? So many of us were present that day. It was all human evidence. How could he dare to confuse black and white? ”
The night light laughs a way, ”who knows which tendon he took wrong, may be... Is silly!”
Liu Tianwang smiles, ”this intelligence quotient... What you said that day is really right. It's a miracle that he can live to this day.”
Indeed, I don't know that Jin Taixu was carried away by hatred, and his IQ is not online. If it's just his grudge with luminous, and no one else knows it, it might be useful for him to talk nonsense and turn black and white upside down, but there were one or two hundred people present that day! How could he dare so many people to witness the whole story? Well, leave aside the staff and villagers, because these people have little influence. If they don't want to go through the judicial channel, what they say doesn't have a great influence on public opinion. Even if they say what happened at that time, maybe netizens will think it's the illumination of the night.
But, don't forget, there are also guests of the running group, such as Liu Tianwang, Xu Chen, he Xing, and so on. Maybe netizens don't believe what the villagers and staff said, but what about Liu Tianwang? They are all the best witnesses with loudspeakers!
Maybe Jin Taixu subconsciously regards luminous as the only object of hatred, so he focuses all his attention on luminous, and subconsciously ignores other people who are present and witness everything, including Liu Tianwang and others... Well, if he can't make it up, he's just stupid!
Hang up Liu Tianwang's phone, night light's mobile phone immediately rings, Xu Chen's phone.
”Xiaoye, I'll ask you if you feel good about being sprayed. Ha ha, I love to hear about it.” Xu Chen laughs at the joke of schadenfreude.
Noctilucent, ”you schadenfreude it, don't forget that day you have a share, careful I give you out.”
Xu Chen said with a smile, ”ha ha, you give it up. If you want me to make a statement, I'm itching. I wanted to send a document to prove it to you, but I feel that you must be suffocating, otherwise you will suffer?”
Luminous said with a smile, ”is preparing to micro blog to let the truth out, this is not you call.”
Xu Chen, ”OK, I'll wait to see the drama, and I'll open a large microblog for you later.”
The phone hung up, and then another call came in. The night light glanced at the phone of he Xing.
”Damn, is that an appointment?” Luminous murmured.
He Xing called and said the same thing. However, the night light really met a big coincidence today. After talking with he Xing, lanbao and Zhongjing called one after another. Well... Except for himself and his daughter-in-law, the running group all gathered.
Later, at a party, luminous asked about it by chance, saying if it was their appointment, but the big guys all shook their heads and denied it. It was a coincidence.
...
immediately.
Noctiluca was ready to make the whole story known to the public, and uploaded the video. As he was typing the keyboard and writing the whole story, Noctiluca thought, ”what's the difference between my mother-in-law and Jin Taixu when I explain what I'm doing? No, I can't force her to be too low. I can't make those funny people laugh.” Luminous refers to the guests of the running group who just called him.
As a result, Noctiluca deleted all the written contents.
”Go straight to the video?” The night light said to himself, ”is it too dry?”
All of a sudden, Noctiluca remembered that he had a poet's name. To tell you the truth, Noctiluca blushed when he thought about it. What poetry could he write? Moreover, even if there was a collection of poems in the dream world for him to learn from, he could not find a suitable poem. Therefore, Noctiluca did not show any verses for some time, for fear of losing face.
However, at this time, night light thought of a doggerel once seen on the Internet of dream world.
”That's it!”
Noctiluca wrote on his microblog:
behind the poisonous tongue, he stirred up right and wrong, and wanted to add crime out of nothing.
Black and white upside down, splashing dirty water, netizens misunderstood and implicated.