Haijing Arts College, cafeteria.
Shen Xin carried her easel, got a breakfast, randomly found a spot, and sat down.
Today's soy milk is very sweet.
"Have you guys heard? Vice President Zhou is dead!"
"Huh? How did he die just like that? Was it an accident?"
"Didn't Vice President Zhou resign a few days ago? I heard he was going to seek poetry and the distant lands!"
A few meters away, a group of girls were eating and discussing.
"Vice President Zhou not only resigned, he wanted to donate all his family property; his wife couldn't take it and secretly turned on the gas at night, and the two committed suicide!"
"This isn't suicide; it's murder, right?"
"No, what's wrong with Vice President Zhou? If he wants to experience poetry and distant lands, fine, but why donate his property? Doesn't he care about his wife and kids?"
"I heard the truth is that Vice President Zhou found out his wife was cheating, and that's the root cause of the death!"
