Sha Yankuan gave the principal the testimony written by Sha Yakuan himself.

“Principal, at the police station, Shaya Kuan knows that his uncle has been taken away for questioning.”

He directly confessed to conspiring with his uncle to change my grades.

Now I want to know what the school has to say about me.

Zhuo Chaoqun poured Sha Yankuan a glass of water.

"Sha, have some water."

We have reported this to our superiors and they have decided to grant you preferential policies.

You can audit classes at the school for half a semester, but you'll need to take the college entrance exam this summer.

Sha Yankuan picked up the cup and gulped down a large mouthful of water.

"Thank you, Principal. I am indeed thirsty."

I have no objection to the school's decision.

"Okay, I'll give you a letter of introduction. Go and complete the procedures for attending the class as an observer."

Sha Yankuan moved directly into the dormitory that Sha Yakuan had previously lived in.

Zhuo Chaoqun took Sha Yakuan's testimony to Cao Wenxiu's office.

"Old Cao, look at this! It's truly lawless."

This incident should serve as a wake-up call for us.

We must thoroughly investigate this year's freshmen to see if their grades match their actual abilities.

Cao Wenxiu read through the testimony.

"Okay, I understand. I'll organize people to start the investigation right away."

The incident was also reported in the newspapers.

In a short time, all universities began to conduct self-inspections.

All candidates found to have their scores cancelled and their files returned to their place of origin.

They will be disqualified from taking the college entrance examination again.

Some even ended up in jail.

The thorough investigation has finally come to an end.

That day, Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai came to Grandma's office and sat down to chat with her.

Suddenly, Zhuang Zhimeng inadvertently caught a glimpse of Sha Yakuan's testimony.

"Grandma, is this the handwriting of that fake student from back then?"

Cao Wenxiu poured a cup of tea for her granddaughter and grandson-in-law before looking at her granddaughter.

"Yes, is there something wrong with Ya Ya?"

Zhuang Zhimeng pointed to the handwriting.

"These words are the same handwriting as the letter that was stuffed into my desk a few days ago."

That poem was written by this person.

Upon hearing this, An Qingbai immediately stood up and looked over.

"It's his handwriting that finally tells us who it is."

This kind of person is used to doing these shady things.

He did it secretly, and didn't even dare admit that he wrote the letter himself.

Cao Wenxiu then looked at the paper.

"His handwriting is really bad, how can he be so confident to show it to others?"

Zhuang Zhimeng smiled and pulled her grandmother to sit down.

"He's the type who's really self-satisfied."

He believed that he could write poetry, and that everyone would like it when he wrote it.

This person is just like one of the male educated youths in our brigade back then; everyone hates him.

Fortunately, this person is no longer at school, otherwise I don't know how long I would have been disgusted by him.

They often slipped letters into our class, but we all threw them away like trash; nobody read them.

Cao Wenxiu patted her granddaughter's hand.

"It seems our school needs to increase patrols. If someone is following us, that would be a serious matter."

Zhuang Zhimeng nodded in agreement.

"That's definitely the right thing to do."

The school's management became much stricter afterward.

The students also devoted themselves wholeheartedly to their studies.

Zhuang Zhimeng felt that she had completely adapted to the current pace.

I spent the weekend renovating the courtyard house that Grandpa Shang gave me.

Zhuang Zhimeng and Jiang Yanxia quietly began accepting clients for their custom-made clothing business.

The first customer was Hong Ziyi, who lived in the same dormitory.

Hong Ziyi had noticed long ago that the clothes they were wearing were very nice, and had quietly asked them about it.

"Fifth brother, sixth brother, where did you buy your clothes?"

How come I've never seen this before?

Zhuang Zhimeng felt there was a way to ask Hong Ziyi.

"Ziyi, if you had the chance to have a set of clothes custom-made right now, would you choose to have it made?"

"Of course, who doesn't want their clothes to stand out from the crowd?"

I noticed your clothes are very distinctive.

Zhuang Zhimeng took out paper and pen and wrote down the address.

"If you want to customize something, come here this weekend and we'll talk about it then."

Hong Ziyi put away the address with some skepticism.

When the weekend came, they came directly to the address.

They were dumbfounded when they saw the person who opened the door.

"I should have known better. You two are really something."

"You've been keeping it well hidden, acting all mysterious with me."

Hong Ziyi said this without any hesitation, sitting down and pouring herself a cup of tea.

Zhuang Zhimeng and Jiang Yanxia both laughed.

"Isn't it inconvenient to say we're doing business at school?"

Since you're an acquaintance and my first customer, I'll give you a discount.

Hong Ziyi was very satisfied.

"You guys are really kind."

"Can you tell me what kind of clothes you can customize now?"

Jiang Yanxia brought over the picture album.

"Any of these clothes will do. Let me take your measurements first."

Hong Ziyi stood up and cooperated in taking her measurements.

He took a sip of tea and flipped through the picture book.

"These clothes are so beautiful! Did you all make them yourselves?"

Zhuang Zhimeng nodded.

"Yes, we came up with them ourselves, taking into account the latest clothing trends."

Jiang Yanxia wrote down the measurements in her notebook and told Hong Ziyi.

"There are various fabrics in the room next door; you can choose your own fabric."

Zhuang Zhimeng brought over a piece of paper.

"The price is here. Think about it. I'll give you a 50% discount. This is our friendly price."

"Haha, then I'll have to choose carefully and benefit from your help."

Finally, Hong Ziyi decided to have a batwing top and a pair of wide-leg pants custom-made.

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