Rebirth with a Space to Counterattack and Abuse the Scumbag

With a "click," I closed my laptop, the screen's light went out, and the room instantly became a little darker.

But my eyes burned with an even brighter light, like an inextinguishable campfire on a desolate plain at midnight.

The foul language and obscenities raging online are like swirling dust, trying to blind me.

Unfortunately, I am not easily defeated.

I took a deep breath; the air carried the hotel's distinctive faint smell of disinfectant, as well as a hint of the herbal fragrance I had brought.

My fingertips swiped across the phone screen, meticulously searching for the source of those malicious comments.

As I felt the touch of my fingertips against the cold glass, I became even calmer.

Each ID and each piece of text is like a clue, gradually becoming clearer in my mind.

The sound of the keyboard tapping was particularly crisp in the quiet room, like drumbeats, each one striking my heart.

The vicious comments came like a tidal wave, carrying a foul stench of malice, trying to drown me.

My brow furrowed slightly, and my nostrils twitched gently. I felt a wave of nausea, as if I had swallowed a mouthful of rotten food.

"Charity fraudster?" I murmured the words, a mocking smile playing on my lips. I looked at the highly subjective text on the screen, which seemed to be trying to portray me as a greedy, hypocritical fraudster, attempting to drag me into their imagined quagmire.

"Do they really think they can defeat me with a few empty words?" I sneered, but my hands didn't stop moving at all.

I screenshotted and saved all the malicious posts and comments, turning them into weapons for my counterattack.

Gong Lin walked up behind me, carrying a faint scent of tobacco and the calm demeanor of someone who had been through many battles.

He gently placed his hand on my shoulder, feeling my slightly tense muscles.

"How are you?" His deep voice, carrying a soothing power, was like a clear spring, washing away the restlessness in my heart.

I turned to look at him, and his eyes remained as deep and calm as ever.

I shook my head to indicate that I was fine, and then put my phone aside.

I can feel those malicious comments are like invisible claws, trying to tear my image apart and stir up waves online.

Although I didn't say anything, I could still feel the hidden resentment and anger in my chest.

I rubbed my throbbing temples and looked up at the ceiling.

In the dim light, the shadows in the room intertwined, just like the complex emotions I felt at that moment.

I know that the storm on the internet is far from over; it has only just begun.

I must give it my all in this battle to clear my name.

I stood up, walked to the window, and gazed at the distant starlight.

Then I turned around, looked at Gong Lin, and slowly said, "Let those people be smug for a while..." I stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the starlight in the distance.

Then I turned around, looked at Gong Lin, and slowly said, "Let those people be smug for a while..."

A hint of approval flickered in Gong Lin's eyes. He nodded, said nothing more, and simply stood quietly to the side, offering me silent support.

I took a deep breath, returned to my desk, and my fingers danced nimbly across the keyboard.

Every character, every punctuation mark, is like a bullet on the battlefield, hitting the target with pinpoint accuracy.

A few hours later, I finally organized all the evidence.

I have taken screenshots of all these malicious posts and comments, and categorized and organized them.

I shut down my computer, picked up my phone, and quickly dialed a number.

The familiar voice of Teacher Sun came from the other end of the phone, filled with gratitude: "Miao Qing, is there anything I can help you with?"

“Teacher Sun,” I said calmly, “I would like to ask you to help me record a video so that the villagers who have received help can share their feelings.”

Teacher Sun was clearly a little surprised, but quickly agreed: "Okay, Miao Qing, we'll arrange it right away."

After hanging up the phone, I had a clearer plan in mind.

I know that at this point, directly refuting them will only embolden those who slander me.

But they would never have thought of using facts and sincerity to move people.

Soon after, Liang Yue, Li Ming, and others posted new attack messages online.

They joined forces and fabricated more lies in an attempt to completely destroy me.

Online opinions gradually heated up, with various strongly worded comments flooding the screen.

Those vicious words, like needles, constantly irritated my nerves.

But I did not waver in the slightest, because I had already prepared the weapon for my counterattack.

When I received the message that the video recording was complete, I quickly reviewed it.

The villagers' simple smiles and sincere words were like a clear stream, nourishing my soul.

I know it's time.

I uploaded the video to various platforms, and suddenly, it felt like a breath of fresh air swept across the internet.

The slanderers were caught off guard, and a sense of novelty spread online.

Their malicious comments were gradually drowned out by praise and gratitude.

Gong Lin held my hand tightly, his eyes filled with determination and trust.

I felt the warmth of his palm, and a warm feeling welled up inside me.

At that moment, I became even more determined.

“Those people,” I looked at Gong Lin, a confident smile playing on my lips, “let them be smug for a little while longer…”

I paused for a moment, my gaze sharpening and becoming resolute, as if announcing an imminent victory.

"But soon, the truth will come to light." I lightly touched the screen with my fingertips and pressed the send button without hesitation.

The next second, videos and photos bearing the villagers' sincere smiles, thank-you letters, and detailed results of the charity project, like the rising sun, instantly illuminated the online world.

The lies of those slanderers appear so pale and powerless in the face of these irrefutable facts.

"Thump, thump, thump..." My heart pounded against my chest like a war drum.

I could feel my blood rushing through my veins, and a strong sense of pleasure rose from the bottom of my heart.

Those accounts (IDs) that once spoke ill of me are now performing a ridiculous show before my eyes, like clowns.

The lies they once wove, like bubbles, were easily punctured by the sunlight and vanished without a trace.

As I scrolled through my phone screen, watching the flood of praise and support, a hearty smile involuntarily crept onto my lips.

The malice that once tried to drag me into the mire has now transformed into a ladder that helps me climb to the top.

I felt the friction between my fingertips and the phone screen; the cool touch of my fingertips contrasted sharply with my turbulent emotions.

In the following period, I led the team, traveling non-stop through the mountainous areas.

From the initial planning to the collection of materials and the implementation of the project, every step has been a testament to my hard work and dedication.

Now, I can proudly announce that I have successfully completed this charitable project.

I stood on the school playground that I was helping, surrounded by the clear laughter of children, the sincere gratitude of villagers, and the gratified smiles of volunteers.

The sunshine felt warm and comforting on my skin, dispelling all my fatigue.

The scene before me, like a magnificent and colorful painting, is deeply imprinted in my mind.

As I listened to the cheers and expressions of gratitude all around me, I felt a surge of pride.

I became the charity star they talked about.

I looked around at everything. The air was filled with the fragrance of earth, mixed with the scent of soap on the children and the smell of sweat from the volunteers. This smell was the smell of reality, the smell of struggle.

I looked up at the clear blue sky, feeling that all the effort had been worthwhile.

At that moment, Gong Lin walked to my side, his eyes holding a light I had never seen before.

He spoke slowly, word by word, to me: "Miao Qing..."

My heart skipped a beat, and I looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

Gong Lin's voice was deep and magnetic, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor, making it exceptionally clear on the noisy playground: "Miao Qing, I've seen everything you've done. Your kindness, your resilience, your wisdom—they all deeply attract me. I love you, Miao Qing, I've loved you for a long time."

My heart skipped a beat, or perhaps it was pounding like a deafening drumbeat.

I stared at him blankly; his eyes were like a deep starry sky, shining with sincere light.

Everything around me became blurry, but his figure remained clearly etched in my mind.

The children's cheers, the villagers' enthusiastic applause, and the volunteers' gratified smiles all became the background, highlighting the monologue that belonged to him and me at this moment.

A surge of heat welled up in my eyes, and I felt a slight burning sensation.

I raised my hand and gently touched his cheek, feeling the warmth of his skin.

The touch of my fingertips against his slightly rough skin brought a strange sense of comfort.

I opened my mouth, wanting to say something, but found my throat choked and I couldn't make a sound.

"Marry me, Miao Qing." His voice was even softer, with a hint of pleading.

Tears welled up and streamed down my cheeks.

I nodded vigorously and said, choking back tears, "I do, Gong Lin, I love you too."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled me into a tight embrace.

His embrace was warm and strong, carrying a long-lost sense of belonging.

My body trembled slightly, and I held him tightly around the waist, as if I wanted to merge him into my body.

We were met with even louder applause and cheers, and people cast our best wishes our way.

At this moment, I feel like the happiest person in the world.

The sunlight shone on us, warm and comforting, dispelling all my fatigue. Only a feeling of happiness filled my heart, nourishing my soul like sweet dew.

We hugged each other tightly, feeling each other's warmth and heartbeat.

Time seemed to stand still; only their presence felt real and beautiful.

I know that at this moment, we have not only accomplished our charitable work, but also achieved a deep connection between our hearts.

However, new product development plans and the various challenges that would come into my mind began to emerge.

Technological bottlenecks, funding shortages, market competition—each problem is like a mountain looming before me.

But at this moment I felt no fear whatsoever; on the contrary, I was filled with fighting spirit.

I slowly broke free from Gong Lin's embrace, wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes, and looked around at everything.

I looked at the simple and kind villagers, the hopeful children, and the volunteers who were quietly contributing to charity.

I took a deep breath, turning the emotion and gratitude in my heart into motivation to move forward.

I know I still have a lot to do.

My gaze fell on Gong Lin again. His eyes were still so firm and gentle, as if they were giving me boundless strength.

I smiled slightly at him.

"Let's go, Gong Lin." I took his hand and felt the warmth of his palm.

"Mmm," he replied, his voice deep and magnetic.

We walk side by side, embarking on a new journey.

I know that the road ahead may be full of thorns, but as long as we work together, we will surely be able to overcome all obstacles and achieve success.