Yue Qingqing ntioned at the end of the post.
"This ti, what concerns us is not just the grades, but more so our attitude in the face of injustice."
"It’s not a battle between exchange students, but a battle for justice."
"Perhaps you think you can remain detached because it doesn’t concern you, but one day such a fire will reach us, and who will put it out then?"
Yue Qingqing quoted that very famous poem.
"In Germany, they ca for the Communists, and I did not speak out—because I was not a Communist; then they ca for the Jews, and I did not speak out—because I was not a Jew; then they ca for trade unionists, and I did not speak out—because I was not a trade unionist; then they ca for the Catholics, and I did not speak out—because I was a Protestant."
"Finally, they ca for , and there was no one left to speak for ."
This poem was written by a pastor who lived through dark tis and suffered under totalitarian rule.
Yue Qingqing calls on everyone to fight for this, knowing that when you adopt an indifferent attitude, one day this matter will concern you too, and perhaps by then there will be no one willing to stand up. You’ll have no choice but to silently endure the injustice.
This matter isn’t just about the GPA dispute among top students—
It’s about the student council placing its interests above all students, manipulating the entire campus with nauseating tactics.
After reading the post, not only the three original roommates, but even the laid-back ng Qing comnted.
"Your student council is quite dark."
Everyone is a student, starting to bring in the tactics from society.
"Don’t worry, this post definitely won’t be deleted." ng Qing moved his finger, and after a while, everyone noticed this post was pinned to the hopage of the forum.
ng Qing nodded his chin, "Is it visible enough? If not, I’ll make a banner and put it up."
Only then did everyone co to their senses, and Yue Qingqing hurriedly said.
"No need, this is already enough."
Everyone has a rebellious nature; if this post is everywhere, ordinary students might find it annoying.
Now this is just right, ensuring that everyone who browses the forum won’t miss it, but it’s not too deliberate.
Yue Qingqing is eager to see everyone’s reaction.
Almost within ten minutes of the post going out, there was quickly a reply.
"I’m from the Computer Science departnt, just checked the grades, and the GPA ranking in our departnt is wrong too. The first place used to be the great Zhuang Lan, how co a different person is there now?"
"Finally soone spoke up? I’ve been dissatisfied with the student council for a long ti; can’t do anything in school without going through them. Are these people really serving the students? Or are all students serving them?"
"Wow, it’s actually a post by Yue Qingqing; as soone from the sa departnt, I absolutely acknowledge her first place."
"Soone in our dorm also had incorrect scores, went to the counselor, and the counselor said to wait until school starts. But by then, the exchange student slots might already be decided, what’s the point? Don’t say justice might be delayed but will never be absent; delayed justice is still called justice?"
Students were passionately excited, quickly grabbing the attention of the student council.
Although it’s holiday ti, the student council has soone specifically managing the forum.
That person, seeing the post, imdiately attempted to delete it without considering anything else.
But upon pressing delete, a line of black text on a white background popped up.
"Your permissions are insufficient."
Insufficient permissions? He is the forum administrator; how could permissions be insufficient?
The man, in disbelief, tried several tis and received the sa conclusion every ti, now truly becoming anxious.
He imdiately contacted Jiang Hai.
While Jiang Hai, at this mont, was on a date with his new girlfriend—
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