Is Master Feng super amazing today?

Chapter 332 335: Cyber ​​Violence

After walking into the apartment, Jiang Jinyan was surprised to find that her best friend was still sitting in front of the computer, typing on the keyboard very fast, and she didn't know who she was chatting with.

"Back?" Zhang Xiaoxiao asked without looking back.

"Well," Jiang Jinyan took off his shoes, picked up the yogurt from his bed and stroked it, and walked to the computer curiously, "Who are you chatting with? The keyboard will be sparked by you—huh?"

Her words came to an abrupt end.

Because what caught her eyes was a hot topic on Weibo, and she couldn't help being stunned by the ironic words on the title.

[The first cousin of Ancheng A University, Hua Jiang Jinyan, Qiuqiu, you are an individual]

And her best friend is currently fighting with the people in the comments, wishing to fight for [-] rounds right away.

The other party: "Are you mentally handicapped? This art department girl is rotten from beginning to end, and you still want to protect her."

Zhang Xiaoxiao: "What kind of person is Jiang Jinyan? Anyone who is a little familiar with her in Dali A knows. As for you, a person who has never even met her, you are here to fight madly. May I ask who is mentally retarded?"

The other party: "In my opinion, Jiang Jinyan's relatives and friends like you should also be the kind of people with a very corrupt private life, right? The so-called those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black."

Zhang Xiaoxiao: "You can scold me, but you can't scold Jiang Jinyan, but you scolded me, so I'm going to make you cry tonight, don't turn off the computer if you have the ability."

……

Jiang Jinyan was dumbfounded.

... What are you doing?

Why did someone put her on the Weibo homepage out of nowhere?
Jiang Jinyan gently stroked the yoghurt in her arms, and suddenly remembered what Qin Shifeng said just now—he said that just now, was he trying to comfort her and tell her not to worry?
"Xiaoxiao, what's going on?" Jiang Jinyan pointed to the computer screen and asked.

Zhang Xiaoxiao looked back at her best friend, "Don't you know? You were attacked, and a hacker posted all your personal information on Weibo, including your family... So, your The name is on the hot search."

Jiang Jinyan: "..."

Jiang Jinyan: "When did it happen?"

"Weibo was posted at nine o'clock in the morning."

"I just got on the plane at that time." Jiang Jinyan frowned: "Why did that person hang on to me?"

Zhang Xiaoxiao clicked her tongue in disgust: "Anyway, what you say is really ugly, like a mouth full of dung - don't look at it, lest it affect your mood."

Jiang Jinyan murmured, and went to take a bath with mixed feelings.

After taking a shower, Zhang Xiaoxiao was still squatting in front of the computer and tearing up with each other.

She tidied up, then lay down on the bed, plugged in the power, and turned on the phone.

WeChat is full of questions from "relatives and friends" who often paddle and lie down.

[Was that incident on Weibo true? 】

[I never thought you were such a person... so disillusioned, tell me it's not true]

[Jiang Jinyan, you are serious, delete the person, so as not to disgust me]

[It was said on Weibo that you often hook up with boys and take pictures in bed... Come on, how much is it for one night? 】

The more he looked down, the uglier Jiang Jinyan's face became.

In the end, she clicked on Weibo and went to Hot Search to have a look. Sure enough, the title "Department of Art Department of Ancheng A University" appeared on it.

Zhang Xiaoxiao told her not to look, so as not to spoil her mood.

But Jiang Jinyan felt that as the person involved, it was still necessary to figure out this matter.

So, she clicked into that trending search.

What appeared below were all microblogs scolding her, and occasionally a few more reasonable people wondered if this was the so-called personal attack.

However, these rational speeches were finally drowned out by the abuse of Weibo.

(End of this chapter)