林晚把手机揣兜里，晃悠到公司楼下那家熟悉的奶茶店。刚走到门口，就被几个光鲜亮丽的小姑娘拦住了。

“林小姐，你好！我们是有大新闻的！”一个扎着丸子头的小姑娘眼疾手快地递过来一张写着/material/b.jpg的图片。

林晚脚步没停，径直往里走，路过那姑娘时，顺手在她们社团赞助的海报上勾了勾笔。“小姑娘，有新闻多去采访企划部的吴总监，我这里只喝奶茶。”

“你……你……”那姑娘被噎得说不出话，手一抖，海报哗啦一下掉在地上。

林晚低头看见那张皱巴巴的海报，嘴角微不可察地挑了挑。海报上明晃晃地印着她被黑得一无是处的“丑闻”，差点没把她的全家都给拖出来。不过，现在这篇文章底下两万多的评论都是骂那些造谣者的，这点反转也不错。

“谢谢啊，姑娘。”林晚拿起旁边桌刚做好的珍珠奶茶，晃了晃，转身，“慢走不送。”

contrat sur la scène de la rue. Riwen glanced at the picture she held. "That’s the old stuff. I haven’t talked to anyone about it yet," she said.

The woman’s eyes darted left and right. For a moment, she looked like she wanted to say something, but after a while, she just said, "I’ll go see the others."

Riwen took a sip of milk tea from the café and found that she was already missing that feeling when she didn’t have to be angry or righteous. She shook her head. It was fine. She didn't have the energy to deal with these things right now. Let’s just wait and see who will be the last laugh in the end, right?