Chapter 348: Getting Deeper and Deeper, Misunderstandings and Struggles

Lin Mumu had typing experience in her previous life, so she typed very fast and replied very fast.

She was too naive and thought that she could explain things clearly.

She almost replied to every malicious comment seriously.

For example, "Getting married in the first year of college is shameless."

Lin Mumu replied sincerely: "According to the latest constitution of China, college students can get married. And I got married before entering school. I was not a student at that time, so it was not wrong. What does this have to do with shame?"

For "It's too shameless, hugging and kissing in school."

Lin Mumu replied: "Compared to the intimate interactions of various unmarried couples on the Love Lake, we just hugged, which is not shameless, right?"

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Unfortunately, at this time, Lin Mumu seemed to feel that she had fallen into a quagmire. No matter how she said it or how she wanted to explain it clearly, she was getting deeper and deeper.

Those who attacked her did not dare to reason with her at all, and would only keep picking words and misinterpreting.

Soon, little nuns, little fairies, little transparent, and many girls who supported Lin Mumu joined the forum dispute.

The purpose of dozens of small accounts is to not distinguish right from wrong, but to make people angry.

For example, after attacking Lin Mumu, those small accounts attacked An Xiaoqin, saying that she was almost dragged into a hotel by a man to sleep, and that they didn't know whether they were virgins, and that she was so fierce because she was fucked by too many men.

What's more, some people brought up An Xiaoqin's former boyfriend, saying that she was beautiful but a poor thing, and that an ugly girl robbed her man, which was sad to think about.

As for Chen Fangya, they used words like "a lovelorn girl", "secretly in love with graduate student Lin Tianlang", and "helping Lin Mumu because Lin Mumu was Lin Tianlang's junior sister".

They also said that Chen Fangya was a green tea girl, who deliberately flirted with Zhou Qiang and refused to be his girlfriend.

Some people were even more exaggerated and said that there were only two girls in the Department of Religion, Lin Mumu was already taken, and Chen Fangya was very good with every boy, and even stayed overnight in the boys' dormitory. It was said that she accompanied eight people in one night.

The ones targeting Liu Yuanyuan were even more extreme, saying that Liu Yuanyuan's family was poor, and because Lin Mumu was rich, she clung to Lin Mumu's thighs and followed Lin Mumu without any moral integrity.

Some people also said that Liu Yuanyuan had lost her face in order to make money, and was with a cripple all day long. It was unknown whether she had done any special services with the cripple.

The other party had investigated very clearly, exposing everyone's weaknesses, then magnifying them, and adding many unrealistic and imaginative speculations.

For such things, no matter how they argued, they seemed to be forcibly labeled with various stigmas.

Lin Mumu could still tolerate being slandered, and could refute them seriously and rationally.

But seeing that the friends she cared about were being said to be unbearable one by one, Lin Mumu could no longer bear it and struggled to make it clear.

Unfortunately, she couldn't make it clear at all.

She made it clear, but the other party was unwilling to understand and would constantly distort it.

For such things, Lin Mumu was not experienced enough, and the more she said, the more mistakes she made. She was so angry that she almost vomited blood, and the other party was obviously only proud.

But this feeling is like a drowning person who will not give up struggling, even if he falls into a swamp, he does not want to give up struggling.

Because she does not know what she can do except keep struggling.

This feeling is terrible, but it is endless.

Lin Mumu bit her lip and tried to suppress the grievance in her heart. She did not even hear Yun Ting calling her. She was concentrating on typing as fast as the wind, sinking deeper and deeper.