I really don't have money for the ship girls.

At that moment, the morning sunlight shone through the clouds onto Ms. Shi's fair face in front of the camera, reflecting a faint light. She looked as holy and resolute as a saint. She said, "So I hope that through your program's exposure, this child can be exonerated, and the two people who persecuted him can repent and apologize. We can restore him, and also restore the campus, which should be a pure and bright place!"

After those resounding words, the screen was almost completely filled with comments.

Voiceover: "The program team believes that Ms. Shi's demands are not wrong. This incident is a completely undeserved disaster for Ying. During the interview, the reporter called Fu, but the call was hung up. In subsequent reports, the program team will continue to follow up on the development of the incident and obtain responses from the parties involved and the school. Reported by 1919 Baiyinyan Reporter Station."

As the video ended, the barrage of comments reached its peak, and Zhang Ze, who had just finished watching the video, felt his heart sink to the bottom. Even though he was covered with a blanket, cold sweat soaked his entire body.

Chapter Thirteen: While You're Nervous, We're on a Date

Zhang Ze's first thought was to play dead. After all, he had only made a sound in the video, so who would know that this Zhang was himself?

Then he realized that even if an ostrich buries its head in the sand, with such a large part of its body sticking out, how could anyone not see it?

The initial comments under this video, which quickly garnered over ten million views across the internet, were relatively normal.

Ms. Shi is right! Justice will surely be served!

Ms. Shi is right! Orphans should not be bullied at will; this is one of the symbols of our social progress.

Ms. Shi is right. I forgot the details, but Ms. Shi is right anyway.

Of course, there were also quite a few witty comments—

As a student of Binjiang University of Science and Technology, I can tell you responsibly that Binjiang University is like this: you are welcome to apply to Binjiang University of Science and Technology. It is no worse than Binjiang University, and the college entrance examination score is even lower. You win!

So cute is the girl who uses her bank card as a bookmark!

A fairy is cute, but isn't a simp cute too? A mutual attraction is a given.

There were also some critical comments, such as, "Your production team has found the secret to generating traffic again, hasn't it?" "When is the live-streaming sales? I want to watch, I want to watch, is that not enough?" "A mixed-race person speaking such good Mandarin? Where did you find this actor? He's so good at winning."

Of course, most of these comments are currently buried at the bottom.

Just as Zhang Ze had previously exposed Ying Tian's information under Fu Ya's confession wall post, his and Fu Ya's identities and names quickly appeared in the video's comment section.

In fact, even if no one exposed it, it would be the same. The public doesn't know, but do people in the school not know who "Ying Tongxue", "Fu Mou", and "Zhang Mou" in the video are?

Zhang Ze had only briefly browsed his chat software when he felt a sudden dizziness.

Roommate: Dude, look at the video, you look like you're in trouble.

Counselor: Have you seen that video? Is it real? The school leaders just asked about it and they're a bit angry. Come to my office and explain the situation.

Senior student in charge of the confession wall: You've ruined me, you know? People from the school came and took away my account to investigate. They might shut down the confession wall or even punish me. I must have been blinded by greed to help you.

When Zhang Ze came out of the counselor's office in the afternoon, the son of a well-off small businessman was completely flustered. His mind was filled with the stern words of the Youth League Secretary and the disdainful looks from the counselors of various majors in the office. He went to the toilet and lit a cigarette shakily. He even felt that the guys who had just gone to the toilet were looking at him with disdain.

The phone rang; it was Fu Ya. She had already called Zhang Ze dozens of times that day.

Slide to answer, and the voice that used to sound so sweet is now filled with hysterical, shrill noise: "Zhang Ze, why aren't you answering my calls? Why? Don't you want to talk to me anymore? Don't you care about me anymore? Today the counselor called me, and the school leaders called me too. I didn't even dare to leave my dorm. Let me tell you, we're in this together now. If I'm not doing well, you won't be either!"

Fu Ya is now like a drowning person, overwhelmed and helpless, desperately trying to drag others down with her, and Zhang Ze is naturally the only rope she sees.

Zhang Ze took a breath and said, "It's not that I'm not answering your calls, I'm talking to the counselor too... Don't worry, we still have a chance. I'll hire some online trolls to smear Ying Tian and this Ms. Shi, see if we can confuse the situation..."

After much effort, Zhang Ze finally managed to comfort Fu Ya. He hung up the phone and angrily threw his cigarette butt into the urinal.

Hiring online trolls?

Zhang Zecai was unwilling to waste any more money. Just now, he thought of a brilliant idea: all he had to do was separate himself from Fu Ya.

I was blinded by lust, and everything I did was at Fu Ya's request. Now that I know the truth, I am truly remorseful.

Anyway, the facts aren't too far off. The message on the confession wall was posted by Fu Ya, and it was also Fu Ya's idea to expose Ying Tian's true identity and kill him. I was just adding fuel to the fire. That's right!

Zhang Ze made up his mind and sent a message to Ying Tian using a chat app, but just like the ones he sent in the morning, no one replied.

In fact, not only Zhang Ze, but also Fu Ya, Rui Die, the school, Ying Tian's roommates, reporter Zhao Man... none of them could contact Ying Tian.

Just as Zhang Ze didn't need to hire an online army, many people online had already expressed doubts about Ying Tian and Ms. Shi, questioning whether Ying Tian was an orphan, Ms. Shi's identity, and whether this was a publicity stunt. In short, it was a chaotic scene.

Outside a commercial center in Binjiang City, the first rays of sunlight couldn't stop the crowd from forming long queues, and Ying Tian was in the queue looking at his phone.

"I expected there would be quite a commotion, but I didn't expect it to be this big... I underestimated your charm."

The Prince of Wales stood beside Ying Tian, ​​wearing a mask to avoid being recognized. The mask could cover her facial features, but it couldn't hide her beautiful and mature charm. Her red eyes smiled as she glanced at Ying Tian and then leaned on his shoulder, seemingly leaning over to look at her phone screen, and whispered, "Now you realize you underestimated my charm?"

A faint, indescribable fragrance wafted over, and the Prince of Wales's warm breath, emanating from his pink lips, brushed against Ying Tian's cheek through his mask, making his heart race. He had no choice but to change the subject, saying, "To be honest, you really should consider taking advantage of this trend to do live-streaming e-commerce. Those who failed in the past were mainly all show and no substance. With your abilities and qualifications, becoming a top influencer shouldn't be difficult at all."

"Top influencer? Not interested."

"You can make a lot of money, as long as you're not selling counterfeit goods, it's not shameful."

The Prince of Wales hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll do it if you tell me to."

"What does this have to do with me..."

"You're my commander, what business is it of yours?"

The Prince of Wales glared at Ying Tian. Despite his aloof and unapproachable demeanor, he possessed a charm that Ying Tian couldn't refute. After all, he had done Ying Tian a great favor, so even if Ying Tian felt embarrassed to cooperate, he didn't complain.

Just then, it was Yingtian's turn in the queue. He said to the cashier, "Two Youlan Lattes."

"Excuse me, sir, today is our opening day and each person is limited to one drink."

"There are two of us."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Ying Tian made a gesture, and the cashier understood. She pretended to let Ying Tian scan the payment code, but actually handed him two cups of milk tea shortly afterward.

That's right, Ying Tian wasn't idle while he was gone. He dragged the Prince of Wales along to take on a job from a part-time group—standing in line as shills in front of a newly opened milk tea shop. Each person earned 100 yuan. After getting the milk tea, Ying Tian resold one of the cups to a scalper at the entrance, making another 50 yuan. Now he had enough money to treat the Prince of Wales to a meal.

The Prince of Wales pulled up her mask and took a couple of sips. She didn't particularly like the industrial smell, but since the commander had given it to her, she liked it again.

Aren't you going to drink?

“I don’t like sweet things,” Ying Tian said, shaking his head. “You probably don’t dislike them, right? It’s said that most girls like milk tea, and Britain is considered the birthplace of milk tea.”

"Indeed, but the tea I usually drink is a little different from this... What is it then?"

"What's wrong? Nothing... um..."

Ying Tian looked in the direction the Prince of Wales pointed, but didn't see anything special. When he turned around, a straw was stuck directly into his mouth. Before him were the Prince of Wales's beautiful, smiling eyes. He subconsciously took a sip, and the cool, sweet liquid with an indescribable fragrance entered his throat from his mouth, refreshing his mind and body.

"Okay, actually I like sweet things," Ying Tian admitted.

“That’s how it should be,” the Prince of Wales said with a smile. “Being too distant won’t make you seem gentlemanly; it will only make women feel awkward.”

"Actually, we could have gotten another straw..."

“Have you forgotten what I taught you last night?” The Prince of Wales put his slender finger to Ying Tian’s mouth and said, “If a lady doesn’t mind something, a gentleman should be even less likely to bring it up.”

After saying this, the Prince of Wales seemed to confirm his statement by taking another sip of milk tea before gracefully offering it to Yingtian.

Looking at the beauty's pink lips, Ying Tian's heart pounded like a drum. He pretended to be calm and took two sips with the straw in his mouth, but his mouth became even drier.

The Prince of Wales looked at the bustling crowd around her, strolling side by side with the Commander on the shopping street, sharing a cup of milk tea. This was a scene that had appeared in her dreams countless times. The ethereal figure in her dreams was now so close at hand. It was not quite the same as she had imagined, yet it seemed to be just like this.

"We look like we're on a date."

"Pfft...cough cough cough..." Ying Tian almost choked after hearing what the Prince of Wales said, and only recovered after she gently tapped him on the back twice.

The Prince of Wales glared at Ying Tian and said, "Don't you think it looks like it?"

"It doesn't seem like it."

Why doesn't it look like it?

“Although I’ve never been on a date…” Ying Tian said, “but if we were to actually go on a date, it couldn’t just be about lining up at a bubble tea shop as a shill, could it?”

"So what do you think we should do on a date?"

"How would I know..."

"I know what to do."

As the Prince of Wales spoke, he put his arm around Ying Tian's and said with a smile, "It's not easy to have such an opportunity. Can you show me around the city? I'd like to learn more about the situation and circumstances here."

Also, I'd like to know more about you, my commander...

Ying Tian, ​​of course, could not hear the Prince of Wales's thoughts. In fact, the soft, large touch of his arm alone had already made his body stiffen.

"Okay, consider it a thank you."

The Prince of Wales corrected him, "It's not a thank you, it's a date."

"Oh, it's a date."

Ying Tian responded, but couldn't help having a thought: did the blonde beauty beside him really like him? However, he quickly dismissed it, realizing it was one of the three great illusions of life. He figured it was just that foreigners were more enthusiastic and open-minded. Yes, that was it.

Chapter Fourteen: While You're Breaking Down, We're Showing Off Our Love

Another day has passed, and public opinion has begun to ferment further.

Fu Ya's status as an orphan in Yingtian was quickly confirmed. The messages Fu Ya posted on the confession wall and the school's announcement clarifying the facts were all dug up by netizens, proving that the reports in the video were all true.

Although no one has yet been able to uncover Ms. Shi's true identity, the pressure from public opinion is already spreading like wildfire, weighing heavily on the school, Fu Ya, and Zhang Ze.

Moreover, no one has been able to contact Ying Tian so far. It is said that the helpless orphan was taken into hiding by Ms. Shi to prevent retaliation. This has caused a frenzy among netizens, and the Binjiang University forum was once overrun by a large number of people who were just being silly.

"Whenever I can't find meaning in my existence, whenever I'm lost in the darkness..."

Ying Tian's phone rang again, and the Prince of Wales finally couldn't help but ask, "Since you're not answering the phone, why don't you just turn it off or put it on Do Not Disturb?"

"No, I enjoy this feeling. I warned them a long time ago, and the more anxious they are, the happier I am."

Last night, Ying Tian slept in the same room as the Prince of Wales at Uncle Cheng's small hotel. Of course, they didn't sleep together. Ying Tian slept on a makeshift bed on the floor and didn't dare to look at anything all night, so he didn't see anything. However, perhaps it was because they shared a room and spent the last two days together that their relationship became closer and closer.

Ying Tian opened the chat app on his phone and saw the countless messages Fu Ya had sent him over the past few days—

What do you mean?

Ying Tian, ​​where did you find this actor? Do you think I'll apologize just because of this? Don't even think about it, I did nothing wrong!

Why aren't you replying to my messages? Are you feeling guilty?

You bastard, you damned orphan, you deserve to be abandoned by your parents. Why weren't you eaten by wild dogs when you were a kid?

Speak up! Are you dead?! Are you deaf?!

say!

Please, Yingtian, can you please reply to my message?

I know I was wrong. Can I apologize to you? It was all Zhang Ze's doing. I was just angry and got tricked by him.

We've been working together in the student council, haven't we? I've always considered you a friend. And there's Senior Rui Die; she's always hoped we could reconcile. What will it take for you to forgive me?

Answer me! Stop pretending to be dead!

Ying Tian, ​​don't push your luck! I've already promised to apologize, what more do you want?!

You unwanted, dead orphan, you deserve to be without family or friends for the rest of your life! I'll send you another message: I'm a dog!

Yingtian, just think of me as a dog. I bit you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

……

Looking at these paragraphs, one can easily imagine the mental state of Fu Ya when she typed them out.

Thinking of a normally refined female college student who was now acting like a madwoman, with her emotions fluctuating wildly, Ying Tian couldn't help but laugh out loud. Even the free mochi samples in the supermarket tasted sweeter.

An auntie from the supermarket came over and enthusiastically promoted the products: "Freshly baked mochi, your girlfriend seems to like it too, why don't you buy a box?"

Ying Tian was incredibly thick-skinned; normally, he could eat a few more without batting an eye in this kind of situation and then leave nonchalantly. So he said, "You've misunderstood, we're not..."

“I think it’s just so-so,” the Prince of Wales interrupted Ying Tian, ​​putting his arm around his. “Let’s go look at some other places.”

"it is good."

The Prince of Wales was tall, but did not appear particularly domineering. At this moment, leaning against Yingtian, he did not appear as a petite woman clinging to her, but rather like a knight walking side by side to protect his master.

After they were out of her sight, Ying Tian said, "Aren't you afraid people will misunderstand?"

The Prince of Wales countered, "Do you intend to buy that pastry?"

"You can buy it if you want to eat it."

"No, it's nowhere near as good as Belfast's afternoon tea desserts."

Ying Tian had already gotten used to the blonde beauty beside him calling herself the "Prince of Wales" and said, "After all, she is a perfect and dashing head maid. I wish I had the chance to try her."

“There will be opportunities in the future.” The Prince of Wales smiled meaningfully.

"never mind."

"Why did you give up?"