Chapter 14 — Miss Empty Cup

The officer's voice was not loud but very cold. "If you look down on us, you can not participate." "There is no need to borrow resources and scold people." Ha Tinh sat on the chair, his face becoming more and more bloody. Previously, she was best at talking vaguely. Yell at people but don't name names. Brag but don't admit it. Vague but not definite. But each post on the secondary account, from time, object to situation, can be compared to reality. Even if she wants to deny it, she has no room to deny it. The advisor glanced through a few pages, frowning even more. "Ha Tinh, how much content is in this account related to privacy and insulting classmates?" Ha Tinh's tears fell again. "Miss, I really didn't mean it." "I just had too much pressure so I let it out freely." I looked at her, suddenly feeling funny. Her so-called casual venting is trampling others under her feet. Once turned over, it turned back because the pressure was too great. Phuong Du stood next to him, his face so cold that he couldn't see his emotions. He asked Ha Tinh: "You said I could take advantage of you." "Say the club is a place for you to choose people." "Say the girls in the dormitory are poor." "Say people who lend you clothes are easy to fool." "So who are you being honest with?" Ha Tinh raised her head to look at him, a bit of panic finally appeared in her eyes. "I'm honest with you." Phuong Du twitched the corner of his mouth. "You said this too late." Ha Tinh looked like she had been slapped. once, the whole person stiffens. The counselor returned the phone to the two female students. "You guys go home first." "Send relevant photos to me." "The school will agree to verify." The two female students nodded, turned and left. Before leaving, the female student in the next room looked at Ha Tinh. "I don't need you to return those clothes." "You've already worn them, I feel dirty." Ha Tinh's face immediately turned red. She suddenly stood up. "On what basis do you say that to me?" The female student in the next room did not turn around. "Based on the fact that you said that to someone else first." After the door closed, there were only a few of us left in the office. The advisor looked at Ha Tinh. "Now the situation is very clear." "The anonymous page must be corrected." "The content of the sub-account must be deleted." "I must apologize to the affected classmates." "In addition, the club and faculty will deal with it based on the level of impact." Ha Tinh was so impatient that her voice also changed. "Miss, I cannot be disciplined." "My family will know." The advisor looked at her. "When doing things Hey, you should also think that your family will know.” This sentence is like stepping on the place where Ha Tinh is most afraid. She suddenly stopped crying. She raised her head, her eyes became very strange. "Miss, can you not contact my family?" The counselor said: "If parents need to cooperate in the future, they will contact." Ha Tinh's hand suddenly tightened. I saw her nails almost digging into her palms. Before having her affair exposed, being coldly treated by Phuong Du, and being publicly pointed out by the club, she had never shown such an expression. But as soon as she mentioned family, she felt like she was being strangled. I suddenly understood. Her image of a rich lady was probably not just created for people at school to see. Perhaps she was even more afraid that her family would know what she pretended to be in school. The advisor told us to go back first. Phuong Du did not leave immediately. He stood at the door and said to Ha Tinh: "The things I gave you, today you arrange and return them." Ha Tinh suddenly looked at him. "Those are all the things you gave me." "Phuong Du, you are a boy, after giving it to me, you still want it back, don't you feel embarrassed?" Phuong Du's eyes turned cold. "You used them to pretend for so long, don't you feel embarrassed?" Ha Tinh was blocked until his face turned pale. When Dieu Kha and I walked out of the office, we were already in the hallway

Someone is looking at their phone. The direction of comments under posts on anonymous pages began to change. Someone posted a screenshot of the finance club group. Someone posted on Ha Tinh's secondary account. Some people say that the rich lady relies on her roommate's empty cups to save face. Dieu Kha looked wide-eyed. "It spread so fast." I said: "The stage was set up by her, of course there are many audiences." As soon as she finished speaking, Ha Tinh rushed out of the office. Her eyes were red and scary, walking straight towards me. "Do you think you've won?" I stopped walking. She lowered her voice and said each word: "You just wait." "I won't let you live comfortably." After saying that, she turned and ran downstairs. Dieu Kha pulled my sleeve. "He won't go on the anonymous page again, will he?" I looked in the direction she left. "Probably not this time." Ten minutes later, a new message suddenly appeared in the class group. The advisor posted a sentence: "All students are requested to temporarily refrain from sharing related content." Immediately after, someone sent a screenshot. Ha Tinh posted a medical examination registration form on her personal page. The status line has only one sentence: "If I really can't bear it anymore, I hope everyone is satisfied."15