Chapter 284: I’m Jealous
After Princ.i.p.al Kong had delivered his message, he saw that his comment had shot up to the top trending list in all of the school’s social networks. Every netizen who had been able to read the post caught sight of the princ.i.p.al’s commentary.
Immediately, they were all convinced.
“The Princ.i.p.al of the school? Why would the Princ.i.p.al of the school defend such a lowly student? Are you out of your mind?”
“Great, the trolls actually wanted to impersonate the princ.i.p.al of No. 1 High School. Don’t you think they should be held legally responsible for their actions? This is too much.”
“Yeah, you’re the princ.i.p.al. I’m also the mayor. Are we done pretending now?”
!!
“They’re probably just trying to get some more attention—trying to divert us from the issue. We shouldn’t bother with them. Instead, let’s keep this post trending. Let’s see what the real No. 1 High School can say about this!”
Hundreds of messages started flooding in.
Princ.i.p.al Kong’s post had also gained even more traction as more and more students clicked on it.
“I don’t believe that a princ.i.p.al would come and manage such a small matter. If you really are the princ.i.p.al, then I’ll head over to the entrance of No. 1 High School myself and kneel in front of everyone!”
“Hey, the one who commented about kneeling, you better fulfill your promise. Look at his homepage. It’s clear that he’s the princ.i.p.al of No. 1 High School. He’s friends with all the professors!”
“What?”
“You’re kidding.”
“s.h.i.t! It really is the real princ.i.p.al!”
“He even listed his personal business card, as well as his other t.i.tles and certifications. It says here that he’s a Special Professor of Law and the President of the Psychology a.s.sociation. d.a.m.n, this princ.i.p.al is amazing!”
“It seems I didn’t misread the homepage.”
“Sure, that may be the princ.i.p.al’s account. But, don’t you think there’s a possibility that the official number has been stolen by those hackers? I don’t believe he’d actually post something like this.”
“There’s a possibility.”
Princ.i.p.al Kong was reading through the comment section when he saw the last two comments pop out. Snorting coldly, he rolled his eyes. Why were these people spreading even more rumors? Had he not clarified it enough?
“We’ll find out soon,” he submitted a reply to the comments section before dialing a number.
“Princ.i.p.al Kong,” a voice sounded from the other line. “This is Chen Xiao. What can I do for you?”
“You’re working on the school’s website, right? I need you to do something for me…”
Soon, many students from No. 1 High School glanced at Zhang Dong’s post, wanting to see what the fuss was all about. The comments section, within the next few minutes, started flooding in.
“What happened?”
“The school website posted a clarification!”
“Oh my G.o.d, someone actually accused Princ.i.p.al Kong of being hacked?”
The comments section now had an influx of No. 1 High School students who were all stunned by the sudden attention.
What was going on?
One student who had finally made sense of everything posted his own commentary.
“Some people believed that the princ.i.p.al’s account wasn’t a real person, so the princ.i.p.al joined forces with the school’s official website to post their statement. Now that it was posted, everyone should believe it, right? The Princ.i.p.al’s account is indeed being used by a real person.”
The people who had been clamoring about the princ.i.p.al’s account being hacked started to delete their posts one after the other. They were too embarra.s.sed to even peek at the screen.
How were they supposed to know that they were indeed chatting a real person?
This was embarra.s.sing!
Really embarra.s.sing!
But it was fine. As soon as the storm pa.s.sed, no one would remember what they had posted online and what other embarra.s.sing words they had said. They gulped, patting themselves in the chest.
After confirming that the account was indeed being used by a real person, the netizens couldn’t help but feel surprised. Who would’ve thought that the princ.i.p.al felt this concerned about his students?
“Just because someone had misunderstood a student from No. 1 High School, the princ.i.p.al automatically hops in to criticize them? Where could we find such a princ.i.p.al?”
“d.a.m.n, I’m jealous. I wish I had a princ.i.p.al like that.”
“Same here!”