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Chapter 73 - 73 73 Words Can Also Be Used to Kill

73: Chapter 73: Words Can Also Be Used to Kill 73: Chapter 73: Words Can Also Be Used to Kill The media industry in Tianmen City had always been at the forefront nationally.

Dozens of newspapers and magazines, large and small, some of which date back thirty years to when the national ethos was not yet liberal.

However, due to the limitations of the national standard of living, the audience for these newspapers and magazines is still mostly confined to the literati and has not become fully popularized.

For the average citizen, their understanding of newspapers is limited to using them as wallpaper.

Qinghe Middle School only subscribed to a few of the mainstream newspapers and magazines available in the market, all stored in the library.

Generally, only the teaching staff read them during their spare time, as most students did not possess such high awareness.

Thus, the content published in the newspapers yesterday only began to ferment and circulate today.

Someone had published a seemingly plausible investigative report in the newspaper, directly targeting Qinghe Middle School.

In the past two years, Qinghe Middle School had taken in a large number of external students, among whom were mixed characters.

There were war orphans like Wang Yunxiao, or those marginalized social loafers; that wasn’t much of an issue.

There were also some women rescued from the technical departments during last year’s cleanup campaign.

The waters here are too deep to elaborate on, but those who understand, understand.

In the era of the Former Dynasty, Tianmen City, being a port for both river and sea transport, had naturally bred a large number of grey industries during its economic boom.

It is said that the ABC industries are inseparable, with Industry A being a long-standing and legal livelihood in the old times, not only large in scale but also quite profitable.

Even in modern times, there are many who loudly proclaim their opposition against the Grand Governor, yet display a considerably tolerant attitude towards this industry.

But few know, or can understand, the exploitation and oppression faced by the technicians in this trade.

The girls received by Qinghe Middle School, many of whom did not even meet the age standard for middle school, let alone attend classes or go to the cafeteria without difficulty.

But there was no other way; the conditions were just those, so they had to be uniformly placed in the seventh grade.

These girls usually behaved very introvertedly and self-consciously, not liking to interact with others.

The past, to them, was a nightmare best left unremembered.

However, it’s well known that the weaker you are, the more likely you are to be bullied—there are always those who specifically kick at the good leg of the lame.

Before the completion of the cleanup campaign, a flowery gentleman had published an article in the newspaper, expounding thousands of classical words to defend the vast numbers of lonely, empty-hearted men, decrying such backward and harmful actions as disastrous for the country.

At the same time, he scoffed and mocked the policies for rescuing and reforming fallen women, alluding that the President was leading to a breakdown in ritual and music, and to a state ceasing to be a state…

And then there was no more.

Neither from the person nor the topic.

Now this matter has been dug up again and published in the newspaper.

This time, the author seemed to have learned from his predecessor’s lesson and did not directly criticize, but adopted a more euphemistic narrative style.

He first highly praised last year’s two rounds of cleanup operations, then shifted the topic, mentioning that since the beginning of this year, the police seem to have taken no similar actions.

If the new policy cannot be maintained for long, the return of old evils is inevitable, stirring up the sediment once again.

He then relayed, in the tone of one of his friends, how Little Yuxiu, who had just started her career at Hongnuan Pavilion, was enchanting and lovely like a lotus in clear water, tender like young cardamom…

Such a peerless beauty, who should have been the center of attention, had vanished without a trace, unknown to the public.

Now, by chance meeting her again, she already appeared with a sallow complexion, a vacant gaze, and a bewildered expression, unknown to what inhumane treatment she had endured.

Our reporter tried to investigate further, but was obstructed by thugs who smashed his camera and left him bleeding from the head…

How pitiful, how tragic, how hateful, how lamentable!

Throughout the article, not a single word mentioned Qinghe Middle School, yet it indirectly pointed at Qinghe Middle School everywhere, accusing the principal of haughtiness, the school staff of being redundant, the students of moral decay, the new government…

In summary, the school is thoroughly bad, beyond redemption!

Upon getting the newspaper and reading this article, Chen Yan’s face was full of question marks.

She knew about Wang Yunxiao’s camera incident, but who was Little Yuxiu?

Did the school have such a person?

“Do you find it utterly baffling?”

“…there is a bit.”

Chen Yan thought to herself, unsure of what central idea the author really wanted to express.

Besides churning and rolling over in a nauseating manner, she could not discern the specific purpose of the article.

“What if Little Yuxiu is you?”

“Me?

When did I…”

“The facts don’t matter; you could be Little Yuxiu in the story, or you could transform into the chaste and heroic woman they praise.

If the pen is in someone else’s hand, they can turn you into whatever they want.”

Nurse Liu took back the newspaper, and said softly, “If you can’t face your own heart and be clear about your position, allowing others to distort and misrepresent you, you will only encounter a more terrible tragedy.”

At that moment, Chen Yan could not yet understand the true meaning of these words, not until later that night.

A sudden palpitation made her sit up drowsily from her bed and grope in the darkness to walk out of the room.

Just as she reached the bathroom door, she collided head-on with a pair of icy cold little feet.

Chen Yan instantly woke up, looked up, and saw a girl hanging by her neck from a beam, her stiff body swaying…

In that instant, her mind went blank.

…

Little Gourd was sleeping soundly when suddenly someone flung off her blanket and yanked her down from the bed harshly.

Opening her eyes to darkness, the eyes of the person in front of her shimmered with a ghostly fire, nearly causing her heart and lungs to stop from fright.

“Come save her!”

Chen Yan, without wasting words, slapped a cold, wet towel on Little Gourd’s face and dragged her out of the dormitory.

A corpse lay in the corridor.

“Who…

who is this?”

Little Gourd’s face turned white from fright, for who wouldn’t be scared waking up in the middle of the night to such a scene?

“I don’t know, but let’s see if we can save her!”

“She’s already cold!”

“I saw her soul hasn’t left her body yet!

We can still bring her back!”

“Then hurry to the medical room!”

“I can’t carry her!”

Carrying a living person is one thing; hauling a dead body is another.

Chen Yan swiftly pressed down on Little Gourd’s shoulders and said, “Didn’t you learn first aid in class today?

Try to resuscitate her, I’ll go find a teacher!”

After she spoke, she ran off without looking back.

Leaving Little Gourd trembling in place.

“How should I deal with this?”

Little Gourd was completely numb.

She had learned first aid, not how to summon souls…

After pondering, she bit her lip, bent down, and climbed onto the chest of the corpse, listening intently for a few seconds.

The heart had stopped!

What’s there to save!

Rolling and crawling back to the dormitory, she pulled out her textbook, flipped to the middle, silently recited a couple of spells, grasped her pencil lead, and plunged it hard into the heart area of the corpse.

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