The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

"You...what's wrong with you?"

The assistant next to one person took out the laptop he had brought with him, and then motioned to the staff in the banquet room to request access to the big screen.

Before Ke Yuzhu came to his senses.

Suddenly a web interface appeared on the big screen.

It is the web interface of bib.

The assistant below was operating the computer and quickly opened the web page and entered the three words "Ji Manxi".

The first search ranking was a video from Ji Manxi’s official scarf.

Video is on.

The black curtain opened, and Ji Manxi's face appeared in front of everyone.

"She...isn't she disfigured?"

Looking at her face, she looked a little disfigured.

Still so beautiful and perfect.

She is wearing a white mid-collar sweater, and the video should be watched at her home:

"Hello everyone, I recorded this video in a hurry today. The effect may be poor. Please forgive me."

She smiled slightly, and her overly beautiful face now looked more gentle and elegant at home.

"Everyone may be surprised when they see me, and may even think... is it a video recorded before."

As he said that, the camera shook and pointed outside the window.

Not far from the window, there is a very famous landmark in Mingzhu City. Today's date and time are displayed on the large screen above.

As soon as this time came out, the place fell into deathly silence.

No one spoke.

In the video, Ji Manxi continued, "I believe that everyone is feeling the same as me right now. It's unbelievable. Yes, when I heard that Miss Ke really used my name to hold this fundraiser, At the dinner, I just felt unbelievable.”

She sighed,

"Yes, I was desperate and uncomfortable when I was injured. I also hope that many people will no longer have to suffer the pain that I suffered. I also think that setting up a foundation is of great significance to those who have been hurt."

Her tone softened.

Everyone also subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next second, the expression on Ji Manxi's face became solemn, "But! I have some things, but I can't figure it out."

She took a deep breath and looked flatly at the people in front of the screen:

"Why can the person who hurt me stand on a high platform, use my name, and be surrounded by flowers and applause?

Why should my donation go into her pocket?

Why……"

She took a deep breath, her voice was like gold and jade clashing,

“Why does she have the nerve to accuse another innocent person of being a murderer!

who is it? Gave her such rights? ! "

In the end, every word is like a sharp sword, which penetrates the heart!

Why?

Why?

Ji Manxi smiled, "Since you are a movie queen, you are a senior, and you have the support of the Ning family, do you call me Uncle Ning Ruoqing?!"

Her voice gradually became hoarse and her eyes became red.

Her anger and sadness reached everyone's ears so clearly.

She closed her eyes and covered her face with her hands.

It took several seconds for Ji Manxi to regain her composure.

She put down her hands and looked solemn:

"I am Ji Manxi, and I cannot influence other people's thoughts. I can only watch a charity dinner with my name on it, but I am not even qualified to enter.

All I can do is tell everyone that I'm fine, and everyone wants to donate the money to me...

I understand, but I don’t have the face to take it! "