That afternoon, at the friendly suggestion of Sun Yiyuan, Old Man Sun, Headmaster Chen swiftly compiled a list of names and put it up on No. 60 High's school bulletin board.
There were five people on the starting list: Fang Xing, Jiang Bai, Lotus Sun, Super Chen and Wang Ling.
Five substitutes: Gu Shunzhi, Liu Qingyi, Zhen Yuan, Hero Guo, Li Youyue and Xia Ming.
Wang Ling knew most of these people, and they were practically all on his side. The only one he wasn't familiar with was Li Youyue, who was in the same class as Fang Xing. She was the class monitor of Elite Class Two, and her grades were pretty good! As for Xia Ming … Wang Ling could be considered to have gotten to know him through a fight.
If it had been before the duel, a lot of people might have questioned this list. Xia Ming's grades were so outstanding, so why should he be Wang Ling's substitute?
But after the duel last night, no one said anything.
Even if there were some who wanted to stand up for Xia Ming, they could only swallow their words.
Their skills were inferior! Who could they blame?
In short, there was no way this matter would end well …
In the afternoon, Xia Ming saw the message in the class group chat at the hospital, and he was so angry that his bones, which had just gotten better, almost broke!
His starting position had been snatched away, and Xia Ming's heart was gradually filled with dark emotions. "Wang Ling … I'll remember you!"
…
Being forced to be a starter wasn't good news for Wang Ling, because it went against the Wang family's motto of keeping a low profile. Wang Ling had thought that after nearly half a year of torment, life in Grade One might become a little more comfortable. He had never expected that not long after school started, all kinds of major events would happen one after another, attracting countless people's attention …
Life was unpredictable!
Fortunately, Father Wang had been concerned about the issue of his second child recently, and didn't have much free time to pay attention to Wang Ling, otherwise he would have to find an excuse to dock Wang Ling's pocket money again.
In the evening, Wang Ming's remote projection appeared in Wang Ling's room once again. This was a method of using the Heavenly E-Satellite to project spirit power into a magic treasure, and turning a virtual image of a part of the body into a physical one.
Wang Ming had already mastered it very well. Previously, he had only been able to turn his hands into a physical projection, but now he could turn most of his body into a physical one, just like when the real person came to Wang Ling's room.
"I've already blocked all the news that could be blocked, so do you want to thank me?" After learning about the "duel" between Wang Ling and Xia Ming, Wang Ming immediately reacted by using his own technology to block a lot of videos and comments online. As long as a keyword was involved, it would be rejected with the excuse of "the internet is not smooth". Many people were just interested in some events for fun. After failing repeatedly, they would naturally give up.
As it turned out, Wang Ming's guess was absolutely correct.
Wang Ming had already applied for a patent on this technique, and felt that it could be used to solve some network management problems.
Although the Internet had implemented a real-name system, there were always people who liked to find a sense of existence on the Internet to vent their emotions. They thought that others couldn't see them through the screen, so they started to make up random comments and talk nonsense.
A lot of online violence happens like this.
Perhaps some people thought that scolding was nothing, but if tens of thousands of people thought the same, then it would be enough to form an army, and it would cause great damage to the hearts of many people.
At birth, man is good by nature, but sometimes it must be said that it is difficult to guess man's evil intentions.
Someone once said, "When an avalanche comes, not a single snowflake is innocent."
The hearts of people who had been subjected to all kinds of online violence for many years were already extremely fragile. As time went by, the violent words sent in the next second might be the straw that broke the camel's back.
This also explained why some celebrities suffered from depression. They were clearly very young, but gave up on themselves when they were in the prime of their lives and had a grand future ahead of them.
After experiencing cyber violence for a long time, the color of the world they saw gradually changed from colorful colors to grayish black. In the end, this grayish black became their final portrait in the world …
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Of course, Wang Ling didn't think that his heart was that fragile. Although he was still young, Father and Mother Wang had raised him to be a Buddhist, and he had long since seen through the world of mortals. He didn't care what other people scolded him or what they thought of him, but he also didn't want his affairs to be discussed in public.
After all, he was just an ordinary kid who was still in school, not a public figure. It was a little unfair for him to be exposed to the public like this.
So it had to be said that Wang Ming's handling of the matter had been very timely.
Wang Ling watched as Wang Ming lay down on his bed very naturally and even took off his socks as he stretched like a cat in a comfortable nest. Wang Ling was silent for a moment, but didn't say anything.
Today, he would make an exception …
Dealing with online public opinion was as easy as lifting a finger for Wang Ming. Wang Ling knew that Wang Ming hadn't specifically asked him to look for him just to take credit.
"Looks like there's a result for Bai Youquan," Wang Ling said telepathically as he stared at Wang Ming.
"Sure enough, you guessed it." Wang Ming smiled. "You told me before that this guy has Fated Dao and holds the memories of all kinds of worlds, so when we searched him, we found that his memories were particularly chaotic. Thus, Odd Zhuo entrusted our research institute with a thorough screening of this guy's memories. To be honest, this result was a little unexpected … "
Wang Ling: "???"
"We found another you in his memories," Wang Ming said solemnly as he sat up cross-legged.
Back then, Wang Ming had already had a premonition. He still remembered the white-haired Wang Ling he had seen in his dream, who looked exactly like Wang Ling, even his dead fish eyes were deeply etched into wood. That was the person who had resurrected Devil Gut Fungus Lord and the current president of the foreign underworld force Night Chief, Bai Zhe.
Devil Gut Fungus Lord's whereabouts were currently unknown, but President Bai had made a series of moves after his resurrection. For example, Bai Youquan was a character President Bai had pushed out after his resurrection.
Although Bai Youquan was President Bai's son in name, in Wang Ming's view, rather than a son … it was better to call him a pawn.
Because from beginning to end, neither President Bai nor Devil Gut Fungus Lord had shown up.
Although President Bai had already made a move, the truth was that Bai Youquan had been the one to do all the public appearances.
After their resurrection, it was as if these two people whom Wang Ling had personally dealt with before had become completely different people. They had changed their usual aggressiveness and were operating behind the scenes …
And now, it could be said that the source had been found.
The source was 100% that white-haired Wang Ling.
But while this white-haired person looked like Wang Ling, Wang Ming had yet to thoroughly investigate their relationship.
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