The next day, Saturday.
Rarely, Xin Fat Man got up early, finished washing up, and headed straight to the Pedestrian Street. Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao hadn't completed their morning classes, and the Fat Wizard showed up with breakfast and the freshly printed newspaper smelling of ink for his two companions.
"I knew it!"
The chubby campus reporter shook the newspaper in his hand, making it rustle, full of indignation: "…The Beta Town Post is all a bunch of gutless cowards with no professional ethics! Either don't publish it, or once published, stand by it… Unlike now, where words are like spilled water, and they end up swallowing their own spit back!"
That comment sounded quite disgusting.
Zheng Qing frowned, reached out two fingers, and picked up the newspaper in Xin's hand.
The latest issue of the Beta Town Post had published a small section in a conspicuous black box in the corner of its front page—
