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283 We Got Married 9

The expressions of the freshmen changed when they opened their phones. Some people looked up at the woman on the stage, and some pointed at Mu Jin and shouted: "It's really her. There is also a butterfly tattoo on her neck."

"Oh my god, this is so disgusting."

Mu Jin looked at the students below with a blank look on his face. When he noticed that they were shocked and pointed at her and said something strange, Mu Jin suddenly took out his cell phone and clicked on the campus forum.

There was nothing unusual on the forum, and there were no new posts. Mu Jin looked up suspiciously and looked at them.

At this time, the boy who was just asking, picked up the microphone and asked jokingly: "Do you have a play so I can sleep with you?"

Mu Jin's face turned pale.

She picked up the microphone, had a smile on her face, and shouted seriously: "This classmate, this is the school. As a representative of the freshman, please give me the most basic respect. I am not the one you can mess with."

Mu Jin didn't know that when she said this, everyone below was laughing at her.

A girl took off her shoes and smashed them in the direction of Mu Jin.

But the shoe was smashed in a crooked way, flew past Mu Jin's hand, and fell to the audio behind her, making a lot of noise.

Mu Jin's face, which was not good-looking, was just even more gloomy.

Someone kindly reminded her: "How can a bitch who sleeps thousands of people ride on them be our new representative figure and be our example? Are you trying to encourage us to thieves and prostitutes?"

"Come down here, people like you are not worthy of standing on it."

The newborn below is getting more and more excited.

Mu Jin looked back at the principal and director and found that their eyes were not right when they looked at him. Teacher Liu walked over quickly, took Mu Jin's hand and went downstairs.

Because Teacher Liu walked too fast, Mu Jin almost fell.

Mu Jin quickly freed up his other hand and held Teacher Liu's arm, then stabilized his steps.

She looked up at Teacher Liu's back in confusion and said, "Teacher Liu, I haven't finished speaking yet. What are you doing?"

Teacher Liu had a dark face, took out his cell phone, clicked on the previous post of Heimuqiao, and clicked on the last page.

One by one, one explicit photo, all kinds of nude photos, all kinds of hugs, and all kinds of ugly pictures were overwhelming into Mu Jin's eyes.

Mu Jin suddenly felt that his world was spinning, and even the lips with applied lipstick could reflect unprecedented paleness in front of everyone.

She suddenly snatched Teacher Liu's cell phone and kept pulling it down. She found that this floor was infinitely long and could not be pulled at all. She was all occupied by the bed photos of her and other men.

The more she read the post, the more her hands trembled.

He looked up and explained to Teacher Liu: "Teacher Liu, this is not me. Someone must have framed me. I will definitely find the real murderer."

Mu Jin quickly stuffed his phone back into Teacher Liu's hand, no longer caring about the freshman here, turned around and ran towards the computer department.

Mu Qiao must have done it.

Damn it, damn it, damn it!

Mu Qiao, if you dare to ruin me, I will make you die a bad death.

But before she could walk out of the playground, a group of ladies in gold and silver rushed into the playground first.

One of the ladies shouted at the crowd: "Who is Mu Jin's little bitch? Get out of here, shameless bitch!"
Chapter completed!
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