The Way To Escape the Scum

    Except Lu Hongyun, almost everyone thought that Ling Xiao was going to follow his parents, go out with the counselor, and find a place to sit down and negotiate.

    At least judging from the post and today's performance, this matter can be solved unilaterally by the daughter's side.

    Everyone couldn't help but be a little disappointed, thinking that today's good show could not be seen. The counselor was slightly relieved.

    Chen Fenglan also slowly stopped crying, and Wang Defu looked at each other with hope, watching her daughter go down the stairs and walk towards this side.

    That's right. Listen, almost everyone in the comments thinks she is unfilial, because this is the truth. In addition, they cried miserably first and seized the opportunity, the little girl really can't help it!

    If she can hand over the money obediently under the leadership of the leader this time, and she will follow the family's orders in the future, they can also allow her to continue to carry the surname "Wang", continue to study, go to work...

    Ling Xiao did not go to help his parents, nor went out silently with his head down.

    Because of this, no matter what the result is, what remains will only be endless speculation and abuse of Wang Zhaodi.

    She swaggered, stepped onto the podium, and picked up the microphone put down by the dean of the department.

    "What is she doing?"

    "Are you planning to apologize in public?"

    drops—

    The harsh microphone sound suddenly elongated the voice and screamed, and it hurt to hear it when I covered my ears.

    Ling Xiao even patted again, tried the sound, and then nodded with satisfaction.

    Her expression was extremely calm, with an inexplicable reassuring composure. She did not look at the parents and teachers at the door, nor did she seem to look at the hundreds of classmates below.

    Some things are done to gain benefits and complete tasks, and some things are only said to a person who has passed away.

    "When things get to this point, I am willing to bear all the consequences. But now, please allow me to take ten minutes of everyone's time and explain everything clearly."

    "This is not only for myself, but also for the reputation of the school, and for the peace of mind of my classmates. After I finish speaking, I will step out of the classroom immediately and will not delay the normal schoolwork of my classmates. "

    The counselor was about to stop, but saw the head of the department pondering for a moment, exchanged glances with colleagues, but did not say a word.

    To be honest, since it's already messed up, it's not bad ten minutes. Watching the excitement, who doesn't have that much.

    The students looked at each other in dismay, wondering for a while what this classmate who had never existed was going to do.

    "Maybe you think I'm cold-blooded and ruthless, or I hide my thoughts, all these criticisms and accusations are your rights, I can't stop and don't want to stop. But the same, I They also have the right to speak up and to protect themselves.”

    "The following information is collected by me through legal means. Its authenticity and legality will be officially verified in the follow-up procedures."

    Ling Xiao slightly lifted the corners of her lips.

    How could she leave in such a state? !

    Come on. This was a long-planned and long-overdue trial.

    The trial of blood and tears from Wang Zhaodi.

    On the multimedia screen, there is a folder. The classmates sitting under the stage stared at the screen closely, holding their breath, for fear of missing a good show.

    The name of the folder, I don't know why, is called "Life".

    Ling Xiao spoke slowly.

    "Perhaps everyone living in the provincial capital does not know that in the world of sunshine, in fact, every minute and second, there are countless darkness breeds, and sometimes even silently happen around you."

    "I'm Wang Zhaodi, yes, the so-called scum **** the post. The two at the door are my blood parents."

    "18 years ago, they gave birth to a girl. Selling and throwing away are common things in the local area, and this couple is no exception. She will be able to give birth to a son in the second year, and this will give her a chance to keep this life alive in this world."

    "The word 'Zhaodi' has run through my 18 years of life. From the very beginning, the meaning of my existence may only be this."

    "I don't know how everyone in this room grew up healthy and happy. Maybe you have seen, a young child, just because she is a girl, has to endure endless Abuse? A teenage girl, just because she is a girl, must she sacrifice her life to support her family and her younger brother?"

    "I don't know what your life is like, but I know that I can live until now, not because of my parents' upbringing, but because of my luck."

    She promised the little girl that she would answer "why".

    Ling Xiao opened the first file.

    Chen Fenglan didn't understand computers, but she stared at the screen.

    She doesn't know what's hidden there, but it must be... something that absolutely, absolutely cannot be opened.

    "No—! Turn it off!"

    Starting.

    Confirm to open.

    The mouse scrolls, and a clear and visible picture is instantly revealed in front of everyone.

    Words and pictures cannot speak, but they can directly penetrate the bottom line of defense of any person with a conscience.

    Stunning photos of old scars.

    The hospital's detailed inspection records of the injuries and the shocking emergency diagnosis.

    The eighteen-year-old has been on the verge of exhaustion and miraculously survived.

    The room was silent. After a long time, there was one after another inhalation sound.

    This without exception confirms the inhuman abuse that Wang Zhaodi has been subjected to over the years.

    And the initiators may be the biological parents who are panicking and want to shut down indiscriminately!

    "But...it's not necessarily caused by them, right?" Someone whispered and was instantly covered by the person next to him.

    Ling Xiao was not angry at all, still calm. She even smiled at the person who asked the question.

    "This classmate's question represents the suspicion of some people, of course I understand it. There is a saying in the law department called 'evidence chain', and it is impossible for me to prepare only such a copy. Why don't we look at other information next?"

    She spoke lightly and with some humor.

     But everyone's expressions gradually became serious, and no one could laugh.

    "Since I dare to expose my experience in public, I will never be ambiguous and misleading. Now, the next document is a test of mathematical ability, of course, this is the strength of our computer department Oh."

    "Maybe some of my classmates know that I am receiving a poverty subsidy. Yes, the place where I was born was poor, and the whole village was poor. This is an obvious fact, but it is not the whole truth."

    That is a clear transfer record.

    Wang Zhaodi has good bookkeeping habits. At first, it was every money earned in junior high school and high school, from the immature handwriting of "Go to the next village to pick hogweed and get 5 cents", to the clear bank card transfer note, "The tuition fee of 5,000 has been transferred this month." No one knew what kind of mood she was in to record these.

    From anticipation to disappointment to habit. I have secretly thought about it, maybe one day I will "buy" the freedom as a human being, but that day has never really come.

    "When I first entered school, I occasionally came to class. Everyone should sometimes forget that there is such a classmate around? What does she do every day? No one cares. . But now, I can tell everyone out loud because there's no shame in it."

    "I have done almost every job. There are relatively easy tutoring, and there are also cold water washing dishes in winter. I also went to the construction site to move bricks, 200 per day, but it took a few days to move. I fainted and didn't get a penny. Oh, I also went to the clubhouse to work for the high salary that night, but later I was reported and removed, and I still didn't get a penny."

    "Look, the so-called school fees refer to the fees I paid to redeem my qualifications for school. In the first few months, this requirement was 2,000 yuan per month. Later it became 3,000, 5,000... What do they use the money for? Maybe it's to renovate the house, maybe to save money for my brother to marry a wife, or maybe my brother suddenly wants a bicycle, a new computer, and a new pair of sneakers."

    "And I, except for steamed buns, have never bought a dish in the cafeteria, because it is extremely luxurious for me."

    Someone in the front row carefully counted the data, but saw a huge bold number already displayed on the screen.

    $183,210.

    This is a huge number for an eighteen-year-old girl in exchange for flesh and blood.

    "I know that many people usually say that I don't fit in. Indeed, because even a normal life can only be a distant dream."

    Some people just do their best to become ordinary people.

    Nuo University's classroom was full of silence.

    Is the person crying the victim?

    Is it common sense to assign according to trouble?

    The country parents who are honest and stubborn and crying miserably are in stark contrast to the coherent and logical little **** the podium.

     But those numbers and photos were clearly in front of them, and they couldn't be refuted, stinging their eyes.

    At the same time, loop after loop, a video starts playing.

    It is a complete night market farce process.

    "Close it!"

    Chen Fenglan was crying and tearing her heart out, and Wang Defu also tried her best to smash the computer on the podium.

    This is completely different from what they expected!

     Guilt? Not at all, their daughter can do whatever she wants in private.

    The counselor only felt qi and blood surging, and there was a burst of darkness in front of him.

    "Brother Wang Zhao, what do you want? What do you think of school? Come on down!"

    He snapped out the first few students.

    "Come and get her down!"

    No action.

    The person named did not even respond.

    The head of the department patted the counselor on the shoulder, his voice unquestionably serious.

    "Let her speak."

    This is the voice of everyone present.

    Ling Xiao smiled at the head of the department and bowed.

    "The last piece of evidence is this full video. I don't know what the poster is trying to convey. Maybe it's hers to stand on the moral high ground and watch the survivors struggle Happy, right? Or, was it deliberately targeted at me? I don't comment on this, but reserve the right to hold the poster accountable."

    When she said this, she looked at Lin Lulu meaningfully, but only saw the other person's drooping hair and shivering body.

    The video is not too long. From the parents of the Wang family who came to make trouble to ask for money, to the fact that Wang Defu wanted to really kill the other party, they were all clear.

    This is the exact opposite of what is on the post.

    In just ten minutes, it seems like many years have passed.

    Everyone, nothing to say.

    They are angry, and their zeal is used as a tool to trample on justice. They doubt, doubt whether they really live in a beautiful environment, otherwise how can there be such darkness. They grieve, grieve the utterly neglected people who struggle between life and death.

    This is by no means something to watch.

    This is not something to be laughed off.

     "What is the purpose of preparing so much evidence? What are your plans for the future?" Someone shouted from the back row.

    Ling Xiao sighed and looked at the parents at the door gently.

    "Yeah, what to do?"

    At this level, it is almost impossible to ask for money, the only possibility is to go home safely and make plans.

    In extreme panic, Chen Fenglan's brain turned rapidly and blurted out such a sentence.

    "Brother Wang Zhao, we are your parents, and giving birth to you in ten months of pregnancy is an inseparable relationship!"

    Ling Xiao's face turned cold.

    Parents?

    They are just cowards, bullying cowards.

    Such a person deserves it!

    She picked up the microphone again, facing the dark crowd below, her voice was quiet, but she couldn't stop the hidden enthusiasm.

     "Students, I have always had a doubt in my heart, which is why I dare to expose my scars and stand here today."

    "Bloodline is precious and a bond that conveys family affection, but some inescapable injuries in the name of bloodline are destined for victims to be trapped in shackles for life?"

    "If accepting the status quo is ethical and in line with public opinion, then who will speak up for silent victims?"

    "Where there is sunshine, darkness always follows. I am a victim of my original family, and maybe some of my classmates have suffered similar experiences, or have been hurt in other ways... But no matter what I experience, I just wanted to say-

    "It's not a shameful thing to stand up for help! Whether it's moral help or legal help, break the shackles, this is our human right!"

    Legal?

    What is the law, and why does the matter of biological parents involve these? What is she talking about? !

    Chen Fenglan shouted frantically: "Brother Wang Zhao, what do you mean? I'm leaving, can't we just leave now?!"

    Ling Xiao finally took a closer look at the nominal parents.

    "Are you worthy?"

    They are parents and criminals, with the sin of a living life on their hands.

    She turned indifferently.

    "Students, today very happens to be my eighteenth birthday. This means that I have worked hard to live to this day, and it also means that I can leave the so-called guardian and become a complete and independent status individual."

    At the age of eighteen, the sun rises again, the rotten past is completely burned, and there is a new life ahead.

    They were born free.

    "So, taking advantage of this farce, make my decision carefully—"

    "I will seek help from the public security organs in the name of abuse and extortion, and will file a lawsuit on my own when necessary."

    "In addition, for the losses I have suffered over the years, I will recover the two of you according to law. I will continue to update the post on the school in the follow-up event development. All the money recovered will be donated Relief for children who are victims of domestic violence."

    "This is my commitment to myself, and this is how I decide to deal with it. Whether you accept it or condemn it, I have a clear conscience here."

    Ling Xiao turned off the screen, shook the USB flash drive in his hand, and showed a bright and relaxed smile.

    She let out a long sigh of relief, feeling that the shackles that had been entangled for many years were almost completely removed.

    The remaining confusion and pain dissipated little by little, and a gentle and calm sigh came from the body.

    As if she had just finished a press conference, she bowed deeply.

    "That's all I want to say."

    "No-! Don't-! Why don't you die..."

    Chen Fenglan and Wang Defu were shaky, unsteady, and screamed in despair.

    Trying to fight like a trapped beast, but was surrounded by people and could not move.

    Silence.

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    Lonely applause.

    The girl in red slowly got up, and clapped her hands alone.

    Then, little by little, the applause gradually sounded from all directions. Mixed with choking and cheering, it was like a warm tide, surging wave after wave.

    The unreachable and distant sea finally set off ripples.

    Long echoes.

    The camera dutifully recorded it all.

    In the winter of 2010, the opening day of the farce was destined to end in an unusual way.

    This is an open class like never before.

    It is also an important lesson in the life of the students of the computer science department and the students of the whole school.