Chapter 6 — The First Foundation Stone

No face showing, just textbooks on the table, a corner of the uniform sleeve and the stadium outside the window. Attached is the text: "Seventeen years old, in 11th grade, living alone. Ranked first in the grade. Monthly income in six digits. No team, no backing, all content is completed by me alone." "Someone once spread rumors that my source of income was illegal, someone followed me and took photos of me, someone defamed me on the school forum." "So today, I speak for myself." The last frame of the video is a screenshot of my banking application. me, the account name has been hidden, but the income figure is clear. Post. Before second class ended in the afternoon, my phone was vibrating non-stop. But I don't watch. After school, I opened the platform. Video views: twelve million. Ranked third in the platform's hot search. The topic "seventeen-year-old high school student earns six-digit monthly income" reached more than eighty million reads. There were tens of thousands of comments in the comment section. "Oh my god, is this real?" "Someone has already looked into it, the quality of the content is truly professional level, not fake." "She alone made one million five hundred thousand followers, and she's still an 11th grader? What kind of monster is that?" "She said someone spread rumors and followed her, is the school not in charge?"Public opinion is stronger than I thought. By eight o'clock in the evening, three media parties had contacted me wanting to interview me. I refuse them all. But from the school side... The homeroom teacher called me. "To Van, you know about the online story, right? The principal wants to talk to you tomorrow." "Yes." Hanging up the phone, I looked at the comments section under the hot search. Someone dug up the name of my school. Someone asked "who is the person spreading rumors about her?" Someone is rediscovering a deleted post on the school forum. Tien Tu Tu's name appeared in the comments section. It's not me who released it. It's a netizen who is curious about self-digging. I turned off the phone. Tomorrow, the real play will begin. When I arrived at school at 7:00 a.m., there were more than ten people standing in front of the gate, all looking at their phones. As soon as I passed by, at least five people raised their heads to look at me. "To Van? The owner of that channel is you?!" "Oh my god, are you 'Good Night Radio'? I've been watching for a long time!" "Why have you never said that?!" I didn't stop walking. Walking into class, everyone's eyes followed me. Even people who normally talk to me became reserved. Only Tran Doa. She rushed forward and grabbed my arm. "To Van, are you crazy? Why don't you tell me and say it openly?" "If you say that, you will stop me." "Of course I will stop you!" "So don't say." She glared at me, her eyes slightly red. "Why didn't you tell me? I thought I was your best friend." This sentence made me pause. "You are right." I said, "But this is not a matter of believing or not believing. It's that I don't want anyone to take risks because of knowing my secret." Her hand let go. "Do you really... make that much in a month?" "Yeah." "So every day you eat the cheapest meal at the cafeteria is..." "It's just a habit. Besides, I don't want to attract attention." She was silent for a few seconds. Then he patted me hard on the shoulder. "Okay, I look down on you." Before the first period was over, the homeroom teacher came to call me. Principal's office. The principal, the head of the disciplinary education department, the grade leader, the three of them were all there. The principal looked at me with a complicated expression. "Friend To Van, this matter affects you very much." "I know." "Why did you make it public?" "Because someone spread rumors about you, but the school's handling results did not give you justice." The principal was silent for two seconds. "Do you feel the school's handling of this matter was unfair?" "Liu Giai admitted that Tien Tu Tu ordered it, but Tien Tu Tu denied it.

what else? The person who spread the rumor was blamed, the mastermind was unharmed." "Do you have evidence to prove that Tien Tu Tu was the mastermind?" "I don't. But netizens are helping me find it." This sentence made the three people's faces change. "Friend To Van, you can't use online public opinion to..." "I'm not naming anyone. I'm just telling the truth: there are people spreading rumors about me and following me. It's the netizens who will investigate themselves." The head of the disciplinary education department spoke up: "But as a student, you post this type of content online..." "The content I posted is not illegal, does not spread rumors, and does not violate anyone's privacy. I'm defending my own honor." The principal leaned back in his chair. "So what result do you want?" I looked at him. "Openly apologize. Qian Tu Tu, in front of the whole school, publicly apologize." "This..." "If the school cannot do it, then I will publish the entire incident online, including a screenshot of the deleted post on the school forum, the timeline of the investigation by the disciplinary education department and the content of Luu Giai's admission." The office was quiet for a full ten seconds. The principal closed his eyes. "We will reinvestigate, give you a..." "No need to reinvestigate, you need the results. Within three days." I stood up. "I'll go back to study first."