I sued everyone on the list with the notarized materials. Qu Yi's father hired a legal advisor to assist us. The judicial process was rather slow. During this period, Xiao Ge often went to "take care of" those people. In the end, a large sum of compensation for damage to my reputation was awarded. With a wave of my hand, I covered the food expenses for Qu Yi and Xiao Ge for a whole semester.
After those people cowered like quails, only Mr. Ma was still causing trouble. But his days of arrogance were numbered.
"Qu Yi, do you know what the 'buff' is that can specifically deal with cyberbullying? It's a 'buff' that can make the onlookers side with me without any cost."
Qu Yi asked me eagerly, full of curiosity, "What is it?"
I took out a certificate of moderate depression. Recalling my mental state in my previous life, it was quite easy for me to obtain this certificate. Mr. Ma had taken advantage of the information gap and occupied the moral high ground. So before I defended myself, I first stacked the "buff" of political correctness. Using magic to defeat magic was my plan!
Once everything was ready, I uploaded the entire sequence of events, the judgment documents of the cyberbullying individuals, and the certificate of my depression to my account all at once. The topic "Teacher Bullying Student to the Point of Depression and Attempted Suicide" was created simultaneously.
Qu Yi had learned from previous experiences and had cultivated a group of hired online commenters in advance. After the popularity increased, she appropriately released the video of Mr. Ma smashing my phone using a secondary account. Due to the previously popular comments about Mr. Ma's slander of me, there were already many passers-by paying attention to how the matter would develop. This time, the comment section exploded.
"The plot twist is here! Hurry up and follow the drama!"
"The same kind of homeroom teacher! Who on earth instilled in them the idea that 'boys are smarter'?"
"She's already suffering from depression. What else do they want?"
Mr. Ma was so used to being arrogant. His true demeanor shown in the video had maximized the level of hatred towards him. Or rather, there were countless "Mr. Mas" hidden in the hearts of the students who shared the video. The popularity of this video far exceeded our expectations.
I reported him with my real name. Many people in the comment section tagged the school's senior management. Our school was a traditional public school and didn't have a dedicated account for managing online affairs. This wave of attention caught the school off guard.
Naturally, the classmates around me also learned about this matter. In a closed-off high school environment, even the slightest bit of gossip would be chewed over and over again for a long time. Not to mention being the protagonist of an online topic.
I thought Mr. Ma would continue to cause trouble for me. But he didn't get that chance. Wherever he went, he would be secretly photographed by students.
"That's him, the homeroom teacher of Class 5."
"Hahaha, the middle-aged man with a receding hairline!"
"Teacher, teacher, could you tell us why you drove someone to the point of depression?"
In front of a group of students who were just there to have fun, Mr. Ma also experienced the feeling of being unable to defend himself no matter how hard he tried.