Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

Chapter 313: Zhao Yue gets angry, and retribution comes; Wen Li's method: "Wait for me at

When the entire network was angry at Wen Li for making China lose face, the real genius Zhao Yue appeared.

Zhao Yue's appearance was too timely.

He appeared when netizens across the country needed him the most.

He restored some of the face that Wen Li had lost abroad and comforted people's hearts.

In the hearts of netizens, he is like a hero who saves people from fire and water.

Compared with his colleague Wen Li, Zhao Yue's result of 12th in the world and first in China was no less than winning a gold medal in the eyes of netizens at this time. The gold content reached an unprecedented height and was incomparable.

All the honors and awards Zhao Yue has received since he was a child have been reported by the whole nation and are known to everyone. Zhao Yue's countless outstanding achievements are a silent slap in the face to Wen Li, who has no record of any competitions. He is a well-deserved genius with both hard work and talent.

Zhao Yue became famous.

It's easy and effortless to become popular.

The Chinese Mathematical Society recently released two works. One announced the final rankings and indirectly confirmed that Wen Li cheated in the preliminaries, and the other congratulated Zhao Yue.

The comment section of the former's work is full of insults to Wen Li.

The comment section of the latter's work was full of congratulations to Zhao Yue.

The views, likes, comments and reposts of both works are astonishingly high, and are still growing at a terrifying rate.

The whole network scolded and praised him.

The two form a strong contrast.

One of them is black, the other is white; one is the earth, the other is the sky.

It is a classic example of negative and positive teaching materials. The more Wen Li was scolded, the more highly Zhao Yue was praised.

Netizens even started a collective apology mode to Zhao Yue - they felt guilty for ignoring Zhao Yue and failing to congratulate the first place winner in time. At the same time, they turned all their negligence of Zhao Yue into greater anger and vented it on Wen Li, the instigator. It was Wen Li's hype that occupied resources and attracted everyone's attention, which led to no one caring about the first place.

Many smart netizens keep reminding everyone not to give Wen Li any more attention, as their insults only bring traffic to Wen Li.

So everyone doted on Zhao Yue.

Zhao Zhonglin no longer needs the internet trolls and media he hired.

To this group of wise netizens.

Jiang Yingbai only had one sentence: a bunch of idiots.

Zhao Zhonglin was so happy holding his mobile phone. He didn't expect that his son's road to fame would be so easy and broad.

Zhao Yue became the favorite of the whole nation in one fell swoop.

It left a deep impression on the whole nation.

This name was much more famous than Zhao Zhonglin had expected.

Congratulatory calls came one after another.

If this momentum continues, not only will his son Zhao Yue soar to fame and have his name in the book, but he will also get a promotion.

Sure enough, if Wen Li, this roadblock, is used well, it will become the strongest stepping stone. It is really a surprise.

Zhao Zhonglin walked out of the office to attend a meeting.

The whole way was filled with congratulations from colleagues.

At the meeting, the superiors also took the lead in congratulating him, and even a few people who had always been at odds with him became intimidated and began to flatter him.

After the meeting, Zhao Zhonglin called everyone over and said, "I'll book a place tonight and treat everyone to dinner. Come on, everyone."

Zhao Zhonglin's face was flushed with joy.

As I walked out of the meeting room, the phone in my pocket vibrated.

Thinking it was another congratulatory call, I took it out and answered it.

There was no caller ID, and a big bloody skull suddenly flashed on the dark screen, which scared Zhao Zhonglin.

The screen then flashed.

The skull disappeared.

A picture appeared of him and his son having a video call.

Zhao Zhonglin didn't react and thought he had accidentally answered the video call from his son, but he soon found something wrong - this was not a video, but a screen recording.

Before Zhao Zhonglin could figure out the situation.

I heard my son say on the phone: "Dad, those water armies of yours should withdraw immediately. The effect is already enough."

He said to his son on the phone leisurely: "The online trolls I hired have already left, and the ones left are all real netizens..."

This familiar scene made Zhao Zhonglin's eyes widen.

He was horrified.

Surrounded by colleagues, Zhao Zhonglin was so frightened that he hurriedly turned down the volume on his phone. As he hurriedly left, he found that the phone was completely out of his control and he could neither turn it off nor turn down the volume.

The phone screen was unresponsive.

The conversation between my son and myself kept coming out of the phone.

"Dad, is this too much..."

"I just want to destroy her..."

"If she doesn't die, how can you live? Everyone will only remember the first place, who will remember you, the second place..."

Zhao Zhonglin was so scared that he was about to throw his phone.

At this moment, the screen recording that frightened him and held his life in danger suddenly disappeared on its own. Two seconds after the phone was silent, a strange call came in. Zhao Zhonglin looked at the caller ID and didn't dare to move for a while. Unexpectedly, the call was automatically connected.

Zhao Zhonglin's breathing became heavy after witnessing this strange scene.

"See the video?" The girl's indifferent voice came from the phone. It was neither light nor heavy, but it gave off an irresistible force. She informed him, "Wait for me in the president's office at Kyoto University."

Then the phone hung up.

The phone appears to be back to normal.

These two short sentences left Zhao Zhonglin stunned.

My brain didn't react.

At this time, his son called. Zhao Zhonglin, who was frightened by the situation just now, hesitated for a while before answering the call carefully.

The call was indeed from my son.

But his son's words were probably just as serious as what had just happened. He said to him in a panic, "...Dad, my phone was just hacked. They recorded the content of our WeChat video call that day. I saw it with my own eyes. She asked me to go to the Peking University president's office and wait for her. Dad, it was Wen Li. She knows everything we did. She's known it all along. She's been monitoring our phones."

Zhao Yue was anxious and panicked: "Dad, what should we do now? If she sends the video, we're finished."

Zhao Zhonglin was holding his cell phone, feeling at a loss.

Only then did he realize that the strange thing just now was that his phone had been hacked.

After a while, Zhao Zhonglin regained his ability to think.

He quickly returned to the office and locked the door. He wanted to call back the strange number, but there was no call record at all.

Zhao Zhonglin called his son and said, "Let's go to Jingda first to calm her down. Don't worry. If she didn't send it out directly, it means there's room for negotiation. She either doesn't have enough evidence to prove herself and bring us down, or she wants to take advantage of the situation to demand compensation. We should find a way to negotiate with her privately."

Zhao Zhonglin hurried to Peking University.

Sitting in the back seat, he called someone to ask for Wen Li's number, hoping that Wen Li would go to another place to talk in private.

If Wen Li knew that he had tampered with Song Zhixian's grades and let the Song family know, then it would be really over!

But I asked around and couldn't find it.

He had no choice but to call the president of Kyoto University.

The principal said, "If you have anything to say, please come and talk to Wen in person. Please do it as soon as possible and don't keep Wen waiting."

He also urged Wen Li to do something.

There was no other way, Zhao Zhonglin could only bite the bullet and go to Peking University.

It was so sudden that Zhao Zhonglin couldn't calm down for a long time. The joy and sudden shock today were a bit too much for him, a man over fifty years old. He never expected that Wen Li had been on guard against him and had been monitoring his and his son's phones. The Internet really wasn't private enough.

Thinking back to the fact that he had left too many things in his mobile phone, if Wen Li got hold of them all, he and his son would surely die.

The more Zhao Zhonglin thought about it, the more panicked he became, and he hurriedly deleted the things on his phone.

He underestimated this teenage student.

He was not cautious enough.

What did she want to do by calling them father and son to Kyoto University?

Should he confront her face to face? Then let the Song family punish him?

Zhao Zhonglin was thinking of countermeasures all the way.

Wen Li is easy to deal with.

The Song family is in trouble.