Chapter 7 — The Queen Cryes, I Report the Punishment

As soon as this sentence was said, the auditorium was silent. Normal. Can't make it big. It turns out that the innocence of ordinary people in their eyes is the cheapest cover for humiliation. It was my son's turn to present. He stood up, his back straight. “I sympathize with those who are truly hurt by private photos.” “But I cannot accept someone using their victim status to harm another innocent person.” “She knew she would destroy me.” “But she still did it.” It stopped for a bit. “I do not forgive.” Du's mother cried loudly on the auditorium chair. This time, no one told my son to let it go. 9 The verdict was announced in several parts. Du Niem Vi must bear criminal and civil liability due to false accusations of harm, unsuccessful blackmail, violation of honor and other acts. Her participation in channeling illegal transaction lines and receiving commissions is handled in another case. Tham Kha coordinated the investigation, but could not escape responsibility. Duong Dich received money to spread rumors and reveal personal information, but was ordered to publicly apologize and pay compensation. Several off-campus accounts are jointly responsible. The school was asked to rectify and at the same time publicly restore my son's honor. Du Niem Vi's apology video was pinned for thirty days. In the video, her face was pale and her voice trembled. "I falsified evidence, ordered others to post untrue information, and slandered my classmate Lam Cuu Tham." “I apologize to classmate Lam Cuu Tham and his family.” The comment area is very unique. Someone scolded her for being worthy. Someone scolded Lam Cuu Tham and her mother for being too cruel. Some people say that girls are already ruined, what more do they want? I screenshot each comment one by one. Continue sending it to the lawyer. The school's public meeting was arranged in the large hall. The new person in charge walked onto the stage and bowed. "Classmate Lam Cuu Tham did not steal, did not distribute, or sell photos related to Du Niem Vi." "During the initial handling process, the academy had problems such as unclear facts, incorrect procedures, and putting pressure on students." “The school solemnly apologizes to classmate Lam Cuu Tham.” It's very quiet under the stage. I sat in the last row, looking at those students with their heads bowed. How many of them have shared? How many people have scolded you? How many people have shouted "protect girls" from the screen, but basically didn't care about the truth? I do not know. Don't want to know either. The person in charge continued to declare: Restoring all of Lam Cuu Tham's academic status, competition, and nomination for graduate students. Delete all unsatisfactory records. Establish a mechanism to handle private information leaks. Campus platforms must not anonymously expose students' personal information. Things related to sexual abuse, secret filming, account theft, and distribution of private content must all be reported to the police and cannot be handled separately to suppress the case. My son was invited on stage. He held the microphone and was silent for a few seconds. “Before, I used to think that I don't need to explain things that I haven't done.” “I later discovered that that was not the case.” “Rumors run faster than people.” "Screenshots can be merged, tears can be acted, the word justice can also be used for business." It's even quieter under the stage. It went on to say: “But I don't expect people to disbelieve the real victims because of my story.” “Those who are actually being secretly filmed, distributed, threatened, need help.” “It's just that help shouldn't be based on killing a substitute goat first.” "Protect the victim and investigate the truth, there has never been a conflict before." Applause rang out. At first sporadically. Then it got bigger and bigger. I bowed my head, my eye sockets heated up. In my previous life, my son was most afraid of crowded places. Even when he got to the apartment gate, he didn't dare go. Always feel like everyone knows it's "perverted". He asked me: "Mom, will it make you lose face if I'm still alive?" That sentence tormented me for two lifetimes. In this life, it stands under the light. Don't bend your back. After the demonstration, someone came to apologize. “Ba

I'm studying Lam, sorry, I misunderstood you at that time." “I once shared a post on an anonymous wall, I deleted it.” “From now on, I won't arbitrarily scold people anymore.” After listening, my son just said: "I know." There is no “it's okay”. I'm so excited. Not every hurt deserves forgiveness. Ms. Tran also sent a letter of apology. She said she finally understood, unverified goodwill is also a knife. My son finished reading it and put the letter in the drawer. “Mom, don't answer anymore.” “Yes, no answer.” Director Zhou was sent away. I heard that the day he left, no one saw him out of the office. He was used to using the phrase "for the sake of the big picture" to cover up the cries of others. Now it was his turn to quietly leave the field. Fair enough. 10 When the gray line case ended, it was half a year later. The gang "Thanh Dieu" spread out to more than ten universities. They wear all kinds of clean group names.