Mu Zi looked at the turbulent waves on the Internet, and she felt extremely puzzled.

Is that what that person is for?

Kick her out of the training institute?

It would be child's play to force the Judicial Research and Training Institute to expel a student by gathering a random group of people to make a joint book on the Internet.

The purpose of the existence of the Judicial Research and Training Institute is to cultivate excellent judicial talents for the country, and it will never punish any student at will without trial, otherwise it will be tantamount to going back to 2,000 years ago.

In that era when there was no law and no order, it only took one person to shout slogans and incite anger, and the masses dominated by emotions would raise stones and stone the so-called sinners to death.

Mu Zi felt that this scene should not be finished yet.

In the evening, the sky darkened, and rain clouds accumulated in the air, and an autumn rain poured down.

An autumn rain and a cold, Mu Zi's hands and feet were cold, she shrank into the quilt, and quietly watched the gradually dense raindrops on the glass window, converging into a stream, sliding through the twists and turns of the water.

The sound of a car engine can be faintly heard.

Mu Zi was slightly stunned, Tuan waited in the quilt for a while, and the door was really opened.

Murong Cheng walked in, the two looked at each other, he hooked his lips and smiled: "You know I'm coming back, you waited for me in bed early?" ”

Mu Zi shrunk into the quilt, "It's so cold today." ”

Murong Cheng took off his clothes and lay down on the bed, hugged her into his arms, and put it on his cheeks and found that it was a little cold, and Mu Zi's hands were not too hot.

"Jingling has cooled down, and the people in Xianghai City are still wearing short sleeves." Murong Cheng held Mu Zi's two hands in the palm of his hand and asked her, "Is it warm?" ”

Mu Zi grinned, and her little feet stepped on Murong Cheng's calf, "Warm, warm." ”

The two snuggled up in the quilt and remained motionless, and for a while, Murong Cheng chatted about things on the Internet.

"Do you want to arrest someone?" He asked.

Murong Cheng has already found out who is behind the scenes, which coincides with Mu Zi's guess.

"No need." Mu Zi shook her head lightly, "The teacher is unknown, and it's useless to catch her." ”

Although the Internet has existed for a long time, the Internet-related legal provisions are not perfect, even if Mu Zi wants to sue for defamation, it is useless, because the other party itself has not done anything, but a group of netizens who do not know the truth continue to reply to posts under the guidance and continue to ferment the situation.

Besides, the video of pinching the head and removing the tail is indeed real, and there is no forgery.

As for Murong Cheng's news, it has long existed on the Internet. What the other party did was just collect and sort it out, making Murong Cheng's crimes even more unspeakable.

Mu Zi sighed lowly, "I really don't understand what she wants to do." ”

"Maybe I just want to disgust you." Murong admitted.

Spending so much effort and deliberately dissociating himself from the relationship, just to disgust Mu Zi?

Mu Zi didn't think so, but she also knew that Murong Cheng was comforting herself, so as not to be affected by this kind of thing.

"Otherwise, I'll teach her a lesson?" Murong Cheng asked, "Give you relief." ”

Mu Zi rubbed against Murong Cheng's chest and said, "No need, I want to take another look...... I always felt like she was going to do something. ”

Murong Cheng lowered his head and kissed her hair, but didn't say anything more.

……

The next day, a well-known writer posted on Weibo, claiming that the recent social phenomenon of Situ Muzi's online atrocities was worrying, and that such a treatment of a 19-year-old girl was a public absence, and suspected that it was a premeditated smear.

After this blog post was released, it was immediately reposted by many big Vs, including famous artists, idol stars, scholars, journalists, and so on.

In response to Mu Zi's "whitewashing" action, moisturizing things began silently.