Chapter 218 - Advertising 1

It was estimated that Stephanie's incident had come to an end. Expectedly, one of the students who had been expelled from school was unable to endure the online insults. On one night, he typed a 'suicide notes', complaining about the injustice done to him by the world. He even wrote in the last sentence that if he died, Stephanie should be blamed.

After typing this line, he chose to send it at a fixed time. Then, he opened a bottle of sleeping pills on the table and poured them all into his palm. Just as he was about to swallow them, he heard a voice coming from his computer. It sounded like a teenage boy. His tone was monotonous and flat.

"Every day, there are people seeking death. On average, one person commits suicide in 20 seconds. On average, 700 people commit suicide every day. More than 6,000 attempt suicide. The annual number of suicides is between 200,000 and 300,000. Only one in 10,000 will be remembered."

"What are you talking about? Get out of my computer! Are you a human or a ghost? Get out...." the student shouted in fear.

"Your death is like a pebble thrown into the sea, unable to stir up the slightest ripple." The voice on the computer continued. "People will definitely meet difficulty in this world. Why not try to change the status quo and become someone hopeful. The future may become different. No matter what you do, you should not let yourself down first, and then you should be worthy of Stephanie's care for you for so many years."

The computer suddenly blacked out. The pitch-black screen only reflected the face of a young student. The student looked at the screen in panic and thought of what the computer had just said.

To become someone hopeful?

Him?

He had become such a degenerate. Could he become that kind of person?

He curled up in pain and recalled that it was a cold winter when he first saw Stephanie. She took off her down jacket and wrapped it around him. Then she put her scarf on him and said worriedly, "You must be frozen."

The student heard that the children who had been adopted had a bad ending. They even lost contact as if they had disappeared. The student was certain that those rich people pretended to be nice to them. It was just a piece of playacting.

Facing Stephanie's care, he only thought that there was a hidden camera behind her. She was deliberately showing her good side to him. Stars were good actors. They acted to be both affectionate and touching. Everything was an illusion.

Afterwards, besides supporting him, Stephanie supported five other people. He hated Stephanie even more. Why didn't she give all her care to him? Why did he have to share her care with others?

He was angry, dissatisfied, and helpless.

Stephanie had done her duty. However, he was still furious. He conceived that others had taken his share. He added other people that Stephanie had sponsored to a group chat so as to see if they had been given the same amount of care and clothing as him. If Stephanie cared about others, he would nurse a grievance against her.

He couldn't remember how things had gone like that. He just wanted to take revenge on her, on the society that abandoned him, and on everyone. He wanted everyone to go to hell with him.

He still failed.

Looking at the scattered white pills on the ground, he trembled and made a call. "Hey, I regret it."

"I don't dare to die, either. I'm sorry. I don't want to die..." A trembling voice of a youth came from the other end of the phone.

The student smiled and tears fell to the ground. "It's not too late...."

Someone on the other end of the phone asked blankly. "What do you mean?"

At noon the next day, five students knelt down at the Star Hotel. Facing the bitter rebuke and insult from the fans, they lowered their heads and did not refute. Since dawn, they had been kneeling. The fans scolded them for wishing to gain sympathy. Some blamed them for being shameless to expect Stephanie to take the high road.

After all, they were students. They had suffered too many insults, so they were almost unable to hold on. However, one kept straightening himself up. He lowered his head and did not move. The others did not dare to move. They could only continue to kneel there and secretly shed tears as they listened to the insults.

When Stephanie heard the commotion, she wanted to go out, but she was stopped by her assistant. "Are you stupid? They have no conscience. No matter how nice you are to them, they are not grateful to you."

"No, I still have to go out."

The assistant was furious. "What if you are fooled by them again? What if they want to use your sympathy to get more money? What will you do?"

"I don't care. Anyway, I was the one who caused the trouble. I should bear the consequences." Stephanie looked at a group photo on her computer. The students she funded looked at the camera with embarrassed expressions.

Seeing that she could not stop Stephanie, the assistant could only ask the security guards downstairs to prevent the students from doing anything reckless.

At the sight of Stephanie, her fans became anxious and shouted against the glass, "Don't come out! Don't come out! Don't come out! Don't come out! Don't come out!"

However, Stephanie still smiled and came out. Although she had received many phone calls and invitations to be on the shows from directors these days, she stayed in the hotel to answer the cards and open the gifts. She was worried about these children. She even had trouble sleeping at night. Seeing these children kneeling quietly, she still felt a little distressed and she planned to walk over to help them up.

"Stephanie, don't go over They're pushing you. Don't be sad for this kind of person. Since they have the nerve to do that thing, they should suffer from their own actions! You could have sent them to jail, but you let them of kindly. They even shamelessly keep pestering you. They are just beasts!" The fans stopped her.

"That's right. Stephanie supports you, but you have the nerve to do such a thing. Shame on you!"

"Yeah, Stephanie, don't forgive them! Just leave them to sink or swim!"

More and more fans responded to the call. Everyone was shouting slogans. Stephanie shushed while putting her index finger on her lips. "Thank you for your kindness. I want to talk to those children."

Although the fans were furious, they made their way. They glared at those students as if the latter were thieves, afraid that they would take out knives from somewhere to hurt Stephanie.

Stephanie squatted down and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"