You didn’t accept my confession, why are you crying because I changed my mind?

Chapter 57: Wronged Jiang Zhou — Everyone’s Apologizing!

Early the next morning, the school forum exploded once again.

That was because Han Rou, one of the people involved, had made a post.

She first expressed her strong hatred and condemnation toward Jiang Zhou, calling him a scumbag.

Then, she said she hoped to find out who had exposed everything. She wanted to treat them to a meal to express her sincere gratitude.

As soon as the post was published, it shot to the top of the trending list.

Everyone was clamoring for the hero to come forward and accept the beauty’s invitation.

Sure enough, not even half an hour later, a new post was pushed to the top by onlookers: [Confession! Han Rou, I’m the hero who’s been protecting you all along!]

The post read: Han Rou, my name is Fang Youcai. You may not know me, but I’ve always quietly followed you.

We’re in the same grade and department, and we even had classes together. But ever since you chose Neurology in your sophomore year, you probably haven’t seen me again.

Still, I’ve always been nearby, watching over you, protecting you from harm.

I used to think that was enough. Until one day, I saw a scumbag drive you out somewhere, and two hours later he took another girl.

I couldn’t stand it anymore. I couldn’t let someone treat you like that!

So I stepped forward. I wanted to be your hero. I wanted you to see who he really was.

There are plenty of girls at school who like me, say I’m handsome, and want to be my simps. But I’ve never cared about any of them, because only you are worthy of me.

Ten minutes from now, I’ll be waiting at the sports field, holding flowers and running to you with all my charm.

Beneath the post, replies flooded in like a tidal wave.

The atmosphere was more festive than the school’s anniversary celebrations.

“Whoa! This is straight out of a drama! So cool!”

“Even though I like Han Rou too, I can’t compare with the poster.”

“Be together! Be together!”

“I wish I had a hero silently protecting me too!”

“Ten minutes? I gotta go grab a front-row spot!”

“Yes, I need to witness this confession in person. It’s gonna be touching!”

“I can already picture it. I want a sweet romance like that too!”

“Compared to a scumbag like Jiang Zhou, this guy deserves to be worshipped!”

—

Meanwhile, at Jiang Zhou’s hideout…

Han Rou was pressing down on Jiang Zhou’s left shoulder. Huang Qi held down his right.

Su Nan was at the computer, reading the post from beginning to end.

They thought it might be hard to bait out the person behind the post, but all it took was offering a free meal, and he came bouncing out himself.

Jiang Zhou felt a little disappointed. No sense of accomplishment.

“Brother, what now? Time to go slap him in the face?”

Jiang Zhou rotated his sore shoulders. “No rush. Let’s stir the pot a bit more, let him enjoy himself for a while.”

Han Rou blinked. “How do we stir the pot?”

“I’ll post an apology using my account.”

“But you didn’t do anything wrong?”

“I didn’t say I was apologizing for asking you all to dinner.”

The three girls were instantly intrigued.

“Then why are you apologizing?”

Jiang Zhou didn’t answer. Instead, he started typing away at lightning speed.

Soon, a new post was pinned to the top of the forum: [Apology! I’m Jiang Zhou — I’m truly sorry, everyone!]

About what happened on the forum, I want to first apologize.

I’ve occupied school resources, disturbed your daily lives — I’m sorry.

From now on, I’ll keep a low profile and try not to let my personal life spill over and upset others. Of course, maybe there won’t be any more “personal life” to talk about anymore…

Because right now, I’ve lost the courage to face life.

Some of you may not know the full truth, but I don’t want to explain.

Even if I did, no one would believe me.

If you think I’m human trash, so be it.

By the way… the view from the rooftop is really beautiful. (smile.jpg)

The three girls were stunned speechless.

Though it was an “apology,” the whole thing was basically a sarcastic rant.

Between the lines, only one word came through: injustice.

And that last line about the rooftop view?

That was a direct shot at the people who had flamed him online: “You cyberbullied me to the edge. I can’t take it anymore.”

“Bro, thank goodness I’m your sister.”

Jiang Zhou turned. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You’re terrifying. I don’t think I could ever outplay you.”

Su Nan and Huang Qi nodded solemnly in agreement.

Their little schemes were nothing compared to Jiang Zhou’s mental chessboard.

Jiang Zhou smiled innocently.

Of course you can’t beat me. I’m a transmigrator.

This type of apology post? A classic trick he remembered from celebrity PR teams in his past life.

Don’t admit to anything specific. Just apologize vaguely.

Talk about emotional collapse. Hint at suicide.

A foolproof way to shut up the haters.

One long, emotionally charged post that really just said one thing: “Maybe I was wrong, but you don’t know the truth either. Now leave me alone or I’ll jump.”

“So… we go now?”

Jiang Zhou stood up. “It’s only just getting started. Let’s go check out the sports field.”

The three girls immediately followed him out.

—

At the sports field…

The place was already packed with people, and emotions were running high.

In the center of the crowd stood a 160cm tall guy holding a bouquet, face glowing with anticipation.

“Look! Jiang Zhou just posted an apology!”

“The school’s probably forcing him to drop out. He’s scared.”

“What kind of apology was that? Total garbage.”

“Didn’t even explain anything. Still trying to be clever, disgusting.”

“Whatever. Let’s just wait for the confession scene.”

“But uh… this so-called hero doesn’t look as handsome as he claimed?”

“True… actually kinda ugly.”

“Still, compared to that heartless scumbag Jiang Zhou, Fang Youcai is a total god!”

—

Behind the greenery near the field…

Jiang Zhou made a call to Director Yan Weimin, “Director Yan, I found the guy. Can you help me clear the rumors?

“First, update the official website and school app announcements.

“Post the performance list for the welcome party.

“Upload my payment proof for sponsoring the event.

“Share pictures of Han Rou and the others working hard on their dance rehearsals.

“Finally, clarify that I’m not a rich second-gen. I’m the one who created the Ganfanren. Be sure to say I’m just a hardworking youth, a promising young entrepreneur!

“…What? Calling me ‘great’ on the official site isn’t appropriate?

“Oh… then just say I’m ‘handsome.’ That works.”