"Speak, what have you called me here for?" Zhao Dong was somewhat impatient.
Shen Qinglan looked at him, "That post on the forum was made by you, wasn't it?"
Zhao Dong looked utterly confused, "I don't know what you're talking about."
Even if he had done it, as long as he didn't admit it, Shen Qinglan couldn't do anything to him. Besides, he hadn't posted it from the dormitory, and no one could trace it back to him—what a joke.
"I must admit, your skills are quite impressive. Not only did you post it outside the school, but you also tampered with the IP address. However, you have forgotten one thing—there is always someone better. If you can do it, so can others, especially since the internet café's surveillance has already recorded your actions."
This turned out to be the longest sentence Shen Qinglan had ever said to Zhao Dong, but it didn't make Zhao Dong feel any better.