CEO's Forced Love

In the next few days, the attention of that post on the Internet decreased, and it was quickly brushed to the second page and buried in a irrigation post of gossip.

Although the rumors in reality did not subside, they did not push Ye Zhiqiu to the cusp of the storm as at the beginning.

There are still many girls who are indifferent to her. Even though Qin Shisheng has made that explanation, if he doesn't believe it, he doesn't believe it after all. He insists on telling things with those rumors. Ye Zhiqiu hears them occasionally and won't go to them to theory. However, the more she is so calm, the more girls seem to hate her and hate her.

In Qin Shisheng's words, this is the root of human evil.

"Who is better than you have time to talk to you? Originally, when the post came out, they were waiting to see you as miserable as a street mouse. They found that you turned into a phoenix on the branches. Not only do you not need their pity, but the starting point is more than a little higher than them. Since you can't stand high and sympathize with you, they will crowd you out and slander you."

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As soon as she is free, ye Zhiqiu will take out her mobile phone and have a look. Her chat message with Huo Zhongxiao stays at noon on the day he comes to pick her up for dinner.

About a week

She calculated again and silently told herself that it was the fifth day.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't go home this week. On Sunday evening, the Secretary of the Youth League Committee in the class called her. The counselor came to the school and asked her to go to the office.

The counselor of the art college is a male teacher in his early thirties. His surname is Ren. When ye Zhiqiu knocked on the door, he was standing in front of the water dispenser making tea.

"Sit down." he pointed to the wooden sofa next to him.

After ye Zhiqiu sat down, teacher Ren also sat opposite her with a teacup and looked at her through her glasses: "are you still adapted to college life? I heard that you studied abroad before, and there is still a great difference between the domestic education system."

Ye Zhiqiu doesn't think that the counselor just wants to care about her college career, but he still answers like a stream of good advice: "in fact, it's OK. Each has its own advantages, and I like my current major."

"Last time, Mr. Liang, a dance major, told me that you danced very well. She wanted to dig you up. She's famous for being strict. It's rare to praise such a person."

Ye Zhiqiu didn't answer.

She felt that the Counselor's remarks were just paving the way for the next topic. Sure enough——

Mr. Ren got up, went to his desk and took a document bag. When he returned to the sofa, he had taken several pieces of paper out of the bag and placed them on the tea table.

"Your grades have always been among the best and your family is rich, but some things still need to be treated with caution."

When ye Zhiqiu looked down at the paper, he saw the words "the behavior and style of Ye Zhiqiu in class 0602 of clothing design specialty" at the first sight.

"This is a letter stuffed in the headmaster's office on Friday."

Mr. Ren took a sip of tea, put down his cup and said, "Mr. Ye, there are rumors about you everywhere in school recently, and I have heard several versions."

Ye Zhiqiu calmly looked back at his judgmental eyes: "the Qing is self-cleaning, teacher, rumors stop at the wise."

"Have you ever heard the word, groundless?"

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned. When he understood what he meant, he put his hands on his legs and shook them into fists.

Teacher Ren folded his legs and sighed, "although this is your private affair, not only me, but also the school is not qualified to interfere, but now it has caused an extremely bad impact on you and the image of the school."

It turns out that they also know that this is bad for the school

Since you know, why don't you check the poster and deal with it actively to clarify the matter? Instead, he did "ideological work" on her.

Thinking of the criticism he has suffered these days, ye Zhiqiu said coldly, "what's the matter with my private affairs? Do I even have to get the approval of your school for how to make friends? What's more, you don't want to plant yourself on me for what I haven't done. How to maintain the school's image is your business. I'm a student of this school. That's right, but it doesn't mean I need to sacrifice my ego to complete my big self."

Teacher Ren frowned. He was already unhappy, but he didn't attack. He just said in earnest: "classmate ye, I'm not talking to you about this right now? Don't get excited. This matter needs a solution after all."

"Is that post from the teacher?"

"What?" teacher Ren looked blankly. When he recovered, he immediately refuted: "nonsense! What am I doing with that post?"

"The girl named Zhou man in my dormitory is actually the teacher's niece. Last time, the teacher gave my quota for joining the party to your niece under the pretext of public welfare. Because Zhou man was excluded by his roommate, Zhou man came to the teacher to cry. The teacher was angry with me. He thought I was too arrogant and corrected me by sending a post."

Ye Zhiqiu pursed her lips and leaned back against the sofa: "if you send this paragraph online, it will be more popular than my post."

"Pure nonsense!"

Teacher Ren stared at her ruffian like posture, and her face became very ugly: "you say this, there is no evidence, it is nothing!"

"The teacher still knows that you can't believe it without evidence ~"

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly stood up and teacher Ren looked up at her.

"I don't need to keep talking with my teacher. You already believe those rumors. Everything I say is wrong. I don't need a completely unfair conversation."

Ye Zhiqiu walked to the door and turned around. Looking at the counselor with an iron face, he said, "no matter how others spread and make up, you can't believe it. I didn't do it, but I didn't do it. I went to school here. I took the serious examination and paid the tuition. On the premise of no evidence, you have no right to dismiss me on those rumors."

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