Nine have the college dormitory hill, a small single room.

Nicholas got up a little early to-day, and before it was fully dawn, he got up, groped, and sat in the corner of the bed under the quilt, looking through the blurred glass at the heavy sky outside. Look tired.

On the gray stone desk in front of the bed, a beta town post was unfolded, and through the glimmer of light cast from the window, you could clearly see the title of a certain page of the newspaper in bold letters-weekend news inventory: fishman demonstrations, public scholarship students suspected of murder, and students of Jiuyou College spoke their hearts.

Not far from the Post, there is also a folded No. 1 University newspaper, which also has a large report on it. It's just that compared to the provocative and ambiguous headline of the Betatown Post, the school newspaper is much more clever in its wording — Seprano and Friedman have spoken one after another, and they are all paying attention to the classmate.

It was evident that both newspapers had been read many times by their owners, and that the pages were covered with tiny folds, and that many paragraphs and words in the articles had been outlined in red lines.

After a long time, Nicholas finally exhaled deeply and cursed in a low voice:

"What the. ”

He was the 'Friedman and Seprano classmate' in the school newspaper, and one of the nine students in the Beta Post who 'spoke their minds'.

But that's not a good thing. Especially in the current public opinion environment.

Nicholas didn't feel that he was better at dealing with this whirlpool of public opinion than Zheng Qing. Especially if he has been transferred to the hospital three times and has mediocre grades, does he have any honors? The current situation is really worrying.

"You're just giving your opinion at the wrong time, in the wrong place...... This matter has nothing to do with you. Liu Feifei's words of consolation were still echoing in his ears.

The witch did not alienate him because of Nicholas's mistakes, but stood firmly behind him and cheered him on: "...... Don't let these gossip affect yourself, you are a man, be brave...... Removed from the current public opinion environment, is what you said wrong? We do support the struggle for justice. ”

That's right.

But reality doesn't work according to logic.

The reality of adults is often unreasonable.

Even if it is correct, it is absolutely wrong to put it in an inappropriate context. As Downton said to him after a class, "Opinions are based on positions." If your ass is crooked, don't blame others for anus you. With our status, how can we be qualified to talk about the four words 'objective and neutral'? We are people from Jiuyou Academy, and we naturally carry the label of the academy on our bodies!"

Nicholas never claimed to be 'objective and neutral', nor did he intend to be an opinion leader.

He was only interviewed by the Beta Post for fifty coppers for his 'throat moistening'. If he had known that things were going to make such a big fuss, he would never have done it.

There is no 'if' and no 'if'.

Everyone must be held accountable for what he has said – if he doesn't want someone else to take on something for him.

Thinking of this, Nicholas Huo Ran got up, tore off the quilt on his body, rubbed his face vigorously, and then patted hard: "You are a man...... Don't let girls get in your way. ”

As a publicly-funded student and the chief student of the first year of Jiuyou College, Liu Feifei has been under a lot of public opinion pressure recently. All this pressure is brought by him. Nicholas wants to change that.

Even if it can't shelter you from the wind and rain, you have to find a way to make it easier for you to stand in the wind and rain and warm your body.

Thinking so, he pulled back the chair in front of his desk and sat down.

Then he smoothed the manuscript paper he had prepared, and grabbed the gray quill from the inkwell.

"You finally thought of picking me up," the quill cried angrily, "I've been drinking ink all night...... Have you figured out what you want to write?"

"Think about it, think about it. ”

The wizard muttered, moved his quill to the top of the paper, and without the slightest hesitation, wrote his name—Nicholas Green Oswall made the following statement......

Outside the window, it is foggy, and spring is in full swing.

......

......

Nine colleges, in front of the Shushan Museum.

Witches who wake up early are lining up to get ready to enter.

"It's been a weird atmosphere at school lately. Jiang Yu stood behind Liu Feifei and sighed softly.

"Is there one?" the chief student shook his head while holding a copy of "The Philosophy of Magic" while reading, and when he heard the words, he looked around blankly: "Isn't everyone studying hard?"

Indeed, judging from the picture in front of the library, the students of Jiuyou Academy are indeed studying hard.

But this is survivorship bias.

"Don't you think there's been too much talk about Nicholas in the newspapers these two days?" Jiang Yu said, "Even Sir Friedman and Serprano have expressed their opinions. ”

"He didn't mean it," Liu Feifei finally caught up with the rhythm of the chat, and said, "Moreover, he didn't mean to say anything wrong...... There are also a lot of topics about Zheng Qing in the newspaper. ”

Jiang Yu resisted the urge to justify. Zheng Qing is different from Nicholas.

Unlike the slightly naïve nerd in front of him, Jiang Yu, who was born in a wizarding family, can see Nicholas's current situation more clearly than most students in the academy.

As the so-called Qianfu refers to, he died without a problem. The pressure of words is terrible in any society. What's more, this is a wizarding world where there are 'mantras' and 'exits'.

"Maybe you should ask Nicholas to take a few days off and rest. Jiang Yu pondered and gave his own suggestions. Time is always the only way to alleviate conflict.

"No," Liu Feifei shook her head vigorously and said seriously: "Now is the most critical period of the entire school year, and I can't afford to delay...... He has been in the first grade for two years and has no time to delay. It's a big deal, let's stay away. ”

Jiang Yu sighed deeply.

Nearby, a confused voice suddenly came.

"Rest?" Li Meng hugged the stuffed bear, her eyes not fully opened: "Cousin, isn't the library open?

She didn't pay attention to the point of Jiang Yu's conversation with Liu Feifei at all, and only heard the word she wanted to hear the most.

Although she was also in line to enter the library, that wasn't her intention. Rather than queuing, she prefers to play chess with Zhou Gong on Saturday mornings, drink tea or something.

But with Jiang Yu, a diligent and serious cousin, the little witch's wishes became a luxury.

"Wake up, you haven't written a word in your homework in the magic class!" Jiang Yu grabbed Li Meng's shoulders and shook it vigorously: "At a young age, where do you sleep so much in the morning!"

Li Meng was finally sobered up by this vigorous swaying.

"There are still two days to go. She grunted, hugging the stuffed bear in her arms a little tighter. The stuffed bear obediently kept his mouth shut, and would never interject when the two hostesses were talking about studying.

"You only have one morning to do your homework. Jiang Yu added coldly: "For the rest of the time, I have prepared three sets of test papers for you, don't always think about being lazy." ”

Li Meng's face suddenly fell, and he felt that his whole life was much darker.

It's like a foggy morning.

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