The first evening self-study session ended.
Guo Kunnan patted Ma Shicheng. His face was clouded with worry, the wrinkles on it especially deep, as though he had aged two years in a single class.
"Ma Ge, Manman won't agree."
"I feel awful right now."
He had added Manman many times during class, but had received no response at all.
Cui Yu came over holding his phone, his expression grim. "There are more and more replies on that post now. Tieba IDs I recognize are commenting too, all cursing Kunnan. The few reasonable people are getting dogpiled instead."
"Not just first-years, either. There are second-years, and the worst part is, there are even senior girls who graduated years ago."
Guo Kunnan asked anxiously, "Can I take a look?"
Ma Shicheng said, "You'd better not."
Those who had never experienced it could hardly imagine what it felt like to be cursed at by so many people online, especially when Guo Kunnan had an ugly photo of himself posted up there.
More than half the comments attacked his character, and then attacked his looks.
Anyone with weak mental fortitude would never be able to withstand that kind of personal attack.
The two of them did not let him see it. Anxious, Guo Kunnan took out his own phone and checked Tieba himself.
After reading it, Guo Kunnan's face changed drastically. Anger surged up in him, and he was about to start cursing them out on the spot.
However, Ma Shicheng stopped him.
"Just cursing them won't help. She'll definitely delete your replies. And look."
Ma Shicheng took his phone and tapped the avatars of the fiercest commenters at the top, then opened their following lists. "They're all in the same group. They obviously planned this."
Guo Kunnan slammed his fist on the desk,