After everyone heard this, their little heads crowded in front of a tablet computer.
Liu Xiaobei scrolled the mouse and entered the post "Nanxing is my father and your ancestor", which explained the incident in the supermarket with pictures and text.
Also attached is a complete video of Nanxing and the others in the supermarket.
Looking back at this matter now, Nanxing was acting in self-defense at best.
Suddenly, the tide turned, and students who understood what happened began to support Nanxing.
Some students who were usually excluded or isolated came forward and bravely spoke out for themselves.
It can be said that through the Nanxing incident, the first shot of campus violence was fired.
Of course, the school still educated and criticized Nan Xing and several people, and settled the matter with strict self-discipline, lenient treatment of others, and an absolutely fair and impartial attitude.
"Sister Xing, you are still awesome. This is the first time I have seen someone offend Miss Nan Da who has not been expelled from the school."
"You don't even know that there was a senior student majoring in art last semester. She accidentally spilled soup on her while serving food in the cafeteria. As a result, she was forced to transfer to another school the next day."
Liu Xiaobei turned around and gave Nan Xing a thumbs up, his admiration was beyond words.
"Huh?" Nan Xing's voice rose and he said unhurriedly: "Is she as amazing as you said?"
"Of course, who has a great father? I heard he was the richest man in Beijing."
"The last time I heard the elders in my family chatting, they said that this Nanweiguo was born as a poor scholar. Later, I don't know how he climbed into the rich family's daughter Jiang Wan, and then he gradually reached the position of the richest man,"
"As for why the Nan family declined for a period of time, I can only say that I lost a lot of money to my wife..."
Liu Xiaobei is a native of Beixin and is quite familiar with the gossip of wealthy families.
Afraid that Nan Xing wouldn't like to hear too much, she turned her clever little head around, "Sister Xing, if you want me to tell you, it would have to be you. You went to the dean's office and settled the matter. If it were me, I guess My legs have become weak from fear, and I can’t calm down at all.”
"Yes, it seems that our deputy dean is also a good dean with both political integrity and talent. He is not afraid of power and treats every student fairly."
Liu Xiaobei put his chin in his hands, with a gossipy look on his face, "But I'm still very curious. This person whose nickname is "Nan Xing is my father and your ancestor". Sister Xing, do you know him?"
Not only Liu Xiaobei, but others also looked curious.
Nan Xing brushed the hair beside his ear, and with a sweet voice, he gave an ambiguous answer: "Maybe I know him, maybe I don't know him, but he should be a good person."
The next second, the good guy called her.
Nan Xing curled her lips slightly, smiled with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and walked up to the balcony of the dormitory with her long straight legs.
"Dad, how are you? Can you calm down now?" The sound of a lighter came from the other end of the phone.
Huo Junyan leaned back on the executive chair and squinted at the display screen in front of him. It was the school's official website forum where Nan Xing was located.
"Why, eight hundred thousand was spent so quickly?"
Nan Xing stared at the flow of people outside the window with a pair of bright black peach blossom eyes. It was time for classes to start and end, and a large number of students who went to the classroom in groups poured out of the apartment. She distracted her attention while teasing each other.
Huo Junyan over there coughed violently, obviously choking on the cigarette, "Dad, talking about money hurts feelings. This time I just want to make you happy."
Nan Xing curled his lips and said with unclear meaning: "You are quite a nice person."
"That's why my father was so kind to me," Huo Junyan smiled coquettishly on the phone, "The 800,000 yuan is not for nothing."
As soon as Huo Junyan finished speaking, there was a regular knock on the phone, "Master, the master is back and asked you to go to the study to find him."
"What?" Huo Junyan looked panicked and hurriedly changed his words to Nan Xing: "Xingxing, you have to save brother, that cruel and bad old man is back."
Nan Xing: "Are you going home?"
Huo Junyan said aggrievedly, "I have been wandering away for many days and wanted to eat the food cooked by my mother. I specially chose a day when the old man was not at home to come back. I didn't expect that I still couldn't escape his clutches."
Nan Xing: "..."
"Xingxing, you must save my brother. That stinky old man won't listen to anyone but you, my goddaughter. Don't forget, I'll hang up first."
Nan Xing had a conscience after all. A few minutes after Huo Junyan hung up the phone, she found the old man's number in her address book and called him.
"Hey, it's a star. It's almost noon. Have you eaten? Long time no see. Your godmother and I miss you. When are you coming over to play?"
The person speaking was none other than Huo Qingyun, the chief bomb disposal expert in the Imperial City, who was also Nan Xing's godfather and Huo Junyan's biological father.
Ever since Huo Junyan set a flag in his life, he was bound to grow from a hacker to a top hacker who loves the motherland and is highly skilled in technology. From then on, he became uncontrollably addicted to computers.
From that time on, Huo Qingyun was driven out of the Huo family by Huo Qingyun, who wanted his son to inherit his father's business.
In Huo Qingyun's eyes, Huo Junyan spends all day sitting in his room in front of the computer doing nothing, just not doing his job properly.
Huo Qingyun secretly sent people to monitor Huo Junyan. He got the news that Huo Junyan was coming home early this morning, so he rushed back without stopping, in order to teach this prodigal son a lesson and stop him from doing anything.
At this time, Huo Junyan stood in the corner with a dead face, thinking about his past.
"Godfather, I haven't eaten yet. When I have time, I will go back to see you and my godmother. How are you and my godmother doing? Is everything okay at home?"
Nan Xing's voice was very sweet, and Huo Junyan was the only son in the Huo family. Because of Huo Qingyun's work, it was a pity to have a daughter, so the couple loved Nan Xing especially, even better than their son.
"Xingxing, your godmother and I are fine, you don't have to worry about us,"
"By the way, Xingxing, Lao Han told me what happened to you at school. How do you feel now? Are you still aggrieved? If you are still not happy, your godfather will personally come forward to help you settle things."
Sure enough, the news still reached my godfather.
Now Nan Xing finally understood how Huo Junyan knew about it. It must have been Lao Han who told his godfather, and then his godfather told his godmother, and finally the news reached Huo Junyan.
How should I put it, in fact, the problem is not big. Even if Huo Junyan does not come forward for her, Nan Xing will not make it easy for Nan Zhen'er and the others.
Nan Xing blinked and chuckled, never forgetting to say something nice to someone, "Godfather, I'm fine, thanks to big brother's help this time."
"What does it have to do with that traitor?"
Huo Qingyun, who was two heads tall, glared at Huo Junyan in the corner, whose face was full of resentment.
"Godfather, after my eldest brother found out about me, he immediately found relevant evidence and went to the campus forum to prove my innocence. Speaking of which, I have to thank him very much."
Seeing people in the dormitory going out to buy food one after another, Nan Xing raised his voice.
"Is there anything else?" Huo Qingyun glanced suspiciously at Huo Junyan, who was behind his hands. Judging from his reaction, it didn't look fake.
Huo Qingyun picked up the tea cup and said, neither salty nor cool: "Humph, as your eldest brother, this is what he should do, Xingxing, you don't have to be so polite to him!"
