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When Yue Ling caught wind of Bai Xueâs words, she maintained a nonchalant expression and retorted, âIf Jiang Lingâer dares to take that step, why should she be concerned about othersâ judgments?â
Bai Xue wore a satisfied grin, sensing that news of Jiang Lingâerâs alleged cheating would soon permeate the air.
âThe results will be revealed tomorrow,â Bai Xue interjected, her tone laced with caution. âWithout concrete evidence, itâs best to keep a low profile. Jiang Lingâer is not one to be trifled with.â
Yue Ling felt a tinge of dejection and inquired, âIsnât there any way to obtain evidence before the results are disclosed?â
Bai Xue leaned in and whispered, âIf Lingâer is summoned by the school authorities for questioning, that would serve as evidence. Until then, everything remains speculative, although the weight of public opinion would have already taken a toll on Lingâer.â
Yue Ling swiftly comprehended Bai Xueâs insinuation, pausing for a moment to ponder her options before reluctantly nodding in agreement.
Bai Xue surveyed her surroundings and advised, âLingling, you should head back first.â
Yue Ling, unsuspecting, replied, âSure, Iâll go ahead.â
With those words, Yue Ling rose from her seat and departed.
Feeling a vibration in her bag, Bai Xue fished out her phone. Upon checking her messages, she found a note from Assistant Lin.
Disappointment washed over Bai Xue as she read the contents. She clenched her fists in frustration, unable to contain her dissatisfaction, and exited the milk tea shop.
While en route to Huixue Village, Bai Xue dialed the schoolâs tip-off hotline. Even if she couldnât expel Jiang Lingâer from the school, she was determined to make her presence repugnant.
Later that afternoon, Jiang Lingâer received a summons to the vice-principalâs office.
Knocking on the door, Jiang Lingâer stepped inside, noticing the dean, the homeroom teacher, and yesterdayâs invigilator present. Although no words were spoken, Jiang Lingâer could sense an underlying tension in the air.
After waiting for over ten minutes, the dean spoke up. âJiang Lingâer, how would you rate the difficulty level of this test?â
Jiang Lingâer responded directly, âIt wasnât very challenging. 1 finished it within 20 minutes.â
âIs it truly that simple?â inquired the dean, his expression turning cold. âMany students didnât have enough time to complete the more substantial questions.â âWhy should I be blamed if others struggle academically?â Jiang Lingâer retorted.
Was Jiang Lingâer to bear the burden of blame for anyone who failed to complete their answers in the examination hall?
âSomeone reported you for cheating during the exam. How do you explain that?â Bai Xue demanded.
A flicker of anger sparked within Jiang Lingâer upon hearing the accusation of cheating. She had already surmised that only a select few desired her downfall. It was an insult she had long anticipated.
âVery well, present me with the evidence,â Jiang Lingâer challenged.
The deanâs face grew ashen. Observing Jiang Lingâerâs unflappable composure, it was evident that she had come prepared. The dean, faltering, stated, âConsidering your previous academic performance, it is implausible for you to achieve such exceptional results.â
âDid you hold the position of dean from the very beginning?â Jiang Lingâer countered.
âDonât evade the question. Your attitude alone should disqualify you!â the dean snapped, his anger rising.
âWhy are you evading the issue?â Jiang Lingâer responded. âDoes the past define the present? In the past, I didnât even take the exam. What right do you have to claim my performance is subpar?â
The original owner of the body had handed in a blank paperânot out of rebelliousness, but due to sheer incompetence. She didnât possess the necessary skills. Therefore, she resorted to writing her name on every exam, indicating her presence. In any case, she planned to rely on Old Master Jiangâs influence to pave her way into the future.
âWhy do you think handing in a blank paper is an accomplishment?â
âI concede that itâs not an accomplishment, but itâs also not a reason to accuse me of cheating,â Jiang Lingâer stated firmly.
The dean slammed his hand on the table, his rage palpable. âAre you suggesting I framed you?â
Jiang Lingâer remained unperturbed. The deanâs lack of concrete evidence was apparent. Seizing the moment, Jiang Lingâer fired back, âIf you didnât frame me, then present me with the evidence. Otherwise, your words will be nothing more than baseless accusations.â
âJiang Lingâer, mind your words and conduct,â warned the homeroom teacher. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Jiang Lingâer challenged, âBe honest, homeroom teacher. Was there any wrongdoing on my part? Are you framing me now and expecting me to stay silent?â
The dean retorted, âIn all my years, Iâve never encountered a student like you who lacks respect for their teachers.â
âAnd Iâve encountered many like you who casually frame students,â Jiang Lingâer shot back.
At that moment, the invigilator who had praised Jiang Lingâer the day before interjected, âDirector, though Iâm unsure why you are so certain she cheated, this student did not engage in any misconduct during the examination. 1 can vouch for her integrity.â
The dean, Wang Fugui, donned a bewildered expression. What flimsy reasoning was this? Wang Fugui replied, âRegardless of how she gained admission, she did not cheat in this exam. 1 witnessed it firsthand. Which student doesnât review information before an exam? Furthermore, the questions were not so diverse that they couldnât be related to the main topic. Given the right understanding, one could extrapolate information from a single instance.. If reading more information constitutes cheating, wouldnât it be unfair? How can we accuse other students of not reading the information? Wouldnât that be cheating?â