Nearly half a month has passed.
I don’t know if the post was discovered by the owner’s conscience, so he deleted the post, and after it was deleted, he even sent a clarification post.
However, the majority of netizens did not buy it, but continued to criticize the landlord's language for a long time.
- You said delete it? Do you think the Internet has no memory?
——That's right, what the landlord said before was so ugly, who is pretending to look like this now.
——So the landlord still has bad conscience, so you deleted the post, right?
—What kind of apology is this? The superficial skills should also be done well, at least an apology for seven, seven, forty-nine days of thinking about the law, I'm not asking too much, right?
- Not too much at all!
- I agree with both hands and feet.
...
On the other hand, Song Boyi, under the pressure of various people around him, had to read this clarification post carefully, and at the same time, he also found a lot of problems when he looked at this post.
Of course, he may be suspicious, but there are indeed many words and sentences that seem to be combined together, but he always feels that something is wrong.
First of all, the most obvious point is that he could feel that the other party was not apologizing seriously, but was forced to delete the post due to the situation, and then published this clarification post.
From between the lines in the clarification post, he could clearly perceive how much that person hated him.
But no matter how he thinks about it, he can't tell who he has offended. Logically speaking, he has always been quite calm and has not provoked anyone everywhere, except for the girl he rejected a few days ago. , so there is a great possibility that it was a post from the girl he rejected before.
So far, it is useless to say so much.
No matter who made the post, the matter has subsided, and this matter has no effect on him, but after this incident, Song Boyi feels that he has to be more cautious in what he does in the future, so as not to be caught by others and maliciously. Choreography.
And it's not that he was deliberately unwilling to take care of this matter. Although this immoral thing is indeed quite speechless, it is mainly because he is busy with the mock test and preparing for the college entrance examination, and he doesn't care about other things at all.
When the day after the mock test was over, the results of the test were sent out quickly.
Before everyone checked the score, they were still full of expectations, but when they saw their true level score line, they always sighed deeply.
But this link no longer exists here in Song Boyi.
Because as early as three or four in the morning on the day after the test, Mr. Liu sent Song Boyi's results privately to him, and he didn't realize the feeling of anticipation when he checked the scores.
The most important thing is that every time after this, Mr. Liu carried out a long and sincere education. It was not until Song Boyi reminded that it was six o'clock in an hour that Mr. Liu was willing to give up.
Teacher Liu finally let him go, but it was still him who was unlucky.
Early the next morning, when he slept for less than four hours, he kept dozing off as soon as he arrived at the school. As a result, he didn't hear anything during the entire English class.
Song Boyi, who finally regained a bit of energy, thought about it, anyway, this class is about exam papers, and listening or not listening doesn't make much sense to his near-perfect English.
After class.
Li Shunwen, whose grades finally improved a little, immediately turned his head excitedly, pointed to the scores on the paper, and trumpeted that he had made great progress: "Look, 40 points! I have the highest score in the math test ever."
Although Li Shunwen's score Compared with Song Boyi's, this result was very unimpressive, but he was still sincerely happy for him.
Song Baiyi smiled and said, "Congratulations."
Li Shunwen is not that kind of stupid person, of course, he knows that his grades are nothing compared to Song Boyi, so he naturally shifted the topic to him: "Leave me alone, I'm very curious about a scholar like you. What are your wishes?"
Song Boyi almost didn't hesitate to hear his question, and blurted out instantly: "Ningda."
Ningda, the top ten in the country and the sixth-ranked one of the top universities, is known to the outside world as difficult to get into in one year. The Devil's School of Hundreds.
In a word, only with a very high score can we hope to be admitted, and a high score does not mean that everything is worry-free. After that, various comprehensive tests must be carried out. If the test passes, you can apply for admission; if not, then congratulations You are out of this university.
No wonder Li Shunwen's expression filled with admiration for a while, and he couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said in admiration, "...As expected of you."
When Qi Chen brazenly showed off his unimpressive little achievements, I couldn't listen anymore, and then interrupted: "Okay, okay, don't flatter me. Let me understand this question first."
Li Shunwen weakly resisted: "Congratulations, brother. It's just that you're unreasonable, obviously I came first, so I'll ask the question first, okay?"
Qi Yan ended his thoughts and asked, "Why did you come first? You interrupted just now. We."
At this moment when the atmosphere was deadlocked, Li Shunwen's little tablemate also said weakly: "To be honest...I don't know about this question..."
Song Boyi was suddenly flattered, "...Don't Hurry up, come one by one." The
implication is that my boyfriend takes priority.
Li Shunwen covered the mouth of the tablemate very wisely, then turned around together, and motioned Qi Yan to ask first.
Only Li Shunwen's little roommate was pressed back to his original position with a dumbfounded expression.
After he finally taught the so-called people who only knew a few questions, it was time for self-study at night.
More than ten o'clock in the evening.
Tired and happy, Song Baiyi just rushed home. He wanted to take the time to wash and go to bed, but he just squeezed in the toothpaste, and before he had time to cover the toothpaste, an unexpected phone call interrupted him.
After putting down the toothbrush in his hand and seeing who the caller was displayed on his mobile phone, his good mood all day was ruined by this call.
Thirty seconds after the phone rang, Song Boyi finally answered the phone reluctantly.
The moment he was connected, his father's voice came from the other end of the phone, his tone was extraordinarily gentle: "Xiaoyi, you have time to go home recently."
Song Boyi couldn't help but feel nauseated and wrinkled when he heard his tone. Frowning: "What's the matter?"
Seeing that he didn't answer directly, his father's tone was not so good, and he said very strongly: "Your brother's full moon banquet is coming soon. As a brother, why do you have to come and participate? Right ."
Song Boyi suddenly heard that he had a younger brother at this time, and he didn't react. It took a long time to remember that Li Huaizhen had mentioned this to him before, but he didn't pay much attention to it at the time, and it is still the same now. , "What's the matter with me?"
"Why don't you care about you? He's your brother! Anyway, you have to come!" His father's tone became more and more excited, and his words became more and more It's outrageous, "What's more, you're not a busy person or a high-ranking official, don't you even have time to go home to your brother's full moon banquet?"
Song Baiyi was a little uncomfortable with his father's temper changing so quickly.
Although his father couldn't see his behavior again before, he wouldn't be so direct. Thinking about it, it should be because he has another son, so it depends on his father's mood to give Song Baiyi a good face now. After all, in his father's eyes, he will never be regarded as an excellent son.
Song Baiyi resisted the anger in his heart and tried to keep his tone calm: "I'm not a high-ranking official, I'm just an ordinary high school student who is about to take the college entrance examination. So I'm sorry, I don't have time to attend your son's full moon. feast."
After saying this, he still doesn't seem satisfied. He added: "If you really want me to participate, it's actually very simple. You can set the location at my place and that's fine."
"You!"
Song Boyi didn't want to listen to him again, and hung up the phone.
Unexpectedly, only five minutes later, his cell phone rang again.
Song Baiyi stretched out his hand that he wanted to hang up directly, but when he saw that the name displayed on it was Li Huaizhen, he stopped, and then switched to connect.
As soon as the call was connected, Li Huaizhen came up and asked, "I said what happened to you and your father? He suddenly called me this morning. I thought it was something important."
Song Baiyi responded to his words. The amount of information was a little hard to absorb, and after finally digesting it, he asked: "Morning? Are you sleepy?"
Li Huaizhen was stunned, and his mind is still confused, "Oh, no, I'm on vacation abroad now, I just slept for a few hours after getting off the plane."
Song Baiyi joked: "Then I wish you a good night's sleep."
Li Huaizhen was amused by him and laughed out loud, and quickly returned to the seriousness: "Don't get me too far. , I heard your dad say it, and it's true that you did something wrong, so don't be so stubborn, you and your dad should take a step back from each other, right?"
Song Baiyi heard his words. When he got angry, he immediately became furious as if he had eaten a machine gun: "Why should I take a step back?"
Li Huaizhen paused when he heard what he said, "Otherwise, you have a stubborn temper. I told you before that you can't live forever. Don't you want to get along with him?"
Song Baiyi's hand tightened while holding the phone, "...not really."
Li Huaizhen yawned and sighed again, "That's fine, anyway, that little guy The guy is right. Even if you hate that woman, you can't blame the child."
Song Baiyi lowered his head and fell silent for a while, without saying a word.
Li Huaizhen is right, the fault is indeed not in the little guy who just joined the WTO, and he doesn't have to hate that little guy.
After a few seconds, he said, "Well, I see, I'll go there tomorrow."
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