That evening, at the Pei family home.
Pei Xi took a shower and sat on the bed, leaning against the headboard pillow, idly scrolling through his phone.
A message suddenly popped up on the screen.
Pei Xi opened it; it was sent by He Zan.
[Rumor has it that two students from our class won prizes in the essay contest: you got second prize, and Li Yiming got first prize. [V]]
Pei Xi smiled, surprised that he had actually won a second prize.
It seems that Li Yiming's previous polishing was indeed effective.
Once the award results are announced, I'll have to treat him to something nice to thank him.
Pei Xi thought.
She replied to He Zan with "Received, thank you, class monitor," and was just about to exit when He Zan's message popped up again.
Pei Xi was taken aback after seeing it clearly.
[Did you know that Chen Minliang and his classmates created a group chat and this picture has been circulating all over the class?]
A photo was also attached to the message.
Pei Xi paused for a moment, then clicked on the picture He Zan had sent.
It was a piece of paper covered with densely packed text.
She read the beginning, then her gaze froze, and her eyelashes blinked incredulously.
It was a love letter.
It was written for her.
The signature is Li Yiming.
Before Pei Xi could take a closer look, He Zan's message popped up again.
Pei Xi clicked on it and found that it contained screenshots of some chat logs.
Besides Chen Minliang and his group, there were many other classmates whose profile pictures looked very familiar.
The language used was extremely offensive and offensive.
They were all mocking Li Yiming.
Pei Xi took a deep breath and finally understood their unusual behavior during the day.
She frowned subconsciously, a hint of disgust creeping into her brow.
"Where did they get this letter? Do you know, class monitor?" Pei Xi asked He Zan.
He Zan quickly replied: "Chen Minliang said he found it while doing his duty after school."
Pei Xi frowned as he looked at He Zan's reply.
She suddenly remembered that in the morning, Li Yiming had asked her if she had seen anything.
So that's what it was...
Pei Xi subconsciously bit her lip.
She genuinely didn't see it.
Could it be that Li Yiming slipped it into her book? She was in such a hurry when packing her bag yesterday that it accidentally fell out and was picked up by Chen Minliang?
Pei Xi's brow furrowed deeper and deeper.
Although she was completely unaware of it.
But if that were the case, she felt a little guilty for some reason.
Li Yiming did nothing wrong.
They shouldn't be laughed at.
Pei Xi swiped through the screenshots, looked at a few, and then, feeling annoyed, turned off his phone.
After thinking for a while, she opened her contacts and found Li Yiming's account.
Then I sent him a message.
She briefly explained what had happened, saying that she really hadn't seen the letter, and then comforted him not to overthink it.
Li Yiming did not reply.
The entire weekend passed, and Li Yiming still hadn't replied to her messages.
Li Yiming's seat remained empty until Monday, the start of the school term.
He didn't come to school.
The list of winners of the essay contest was published and posted next to the honor wall in the corridor. As He Zan had said, she won the second prize, and Li Yiming won the first prize.
Two days passed, and Li Yiming still hadn't returned to class.
It is said that he took a long leave of absence.
One evening, someone discovered that he had left the class group chat.
Li Yiming seemed to have vanished.
This continued until Thursday, when Pei Xi was suddenly called to the office by the homeroom teacher during morning self-study.
The homeroom teacher of Class 1 is a female teacher in her thirties named Xu Lian. She teaches mathematics and is usually stern and rarely smiles, so the students are quite afraid of her.
She sat in her office seat looking at Pei Xi with a serious expression and cold glint in her eyes.
Pei Xi stood quietly in front of her.
Her intuition told her it couldn't be anything good.
Sure enough, the next second, she heard Xu Lian solemnly say, "Someone reported you for plagiarism in this essay contest."
Pei Xi's mind went blank for a moment.
Then she heard Xu Lian say, "After careful consideration, the school has temporarily removed your name from the list of award winners."
“I didn’t plagiarize.” Pei Xi frowned, instinctively refuting.
Xu Lian's voice was unusually calm, as if she had expected her to say this, "Teacher also wants to believe you, but teacher can't just listen to your side of the story, right?"
"The school is responsible for the other participants."
"Don't worry, the school will investigate thoroughly. As long as you can provide evidence that you did not plagiarize, the school will definitely clear your name."
After saying that, she turned her chair around and faced Pei Xi. "I'm busy now, you can go back to the classroom first."
Pei Xi lowered his gaze.
Then she said "Goodbye, teacher" and turned to leave the office.
She wasn't particularly concerned about whether her name was on the list of award winners.
She was a little annoyed that they had inexplicably pinned a false charge on her.
To report something like this, you need to provide supporting documentation.
It's impossible for the school to simply remove her name without any evidence.
But who has "evidence" to prove that she plagiarized?
Pei Xi paused in his steps.
A terrible thought suddenly welled up in her mind.
…
The news of Pei Xi's name being removed from the list of award winners spread like wildfire throughout the class in just one break between classes.
During self-study, two girls in the back row whispered to each other as they watched Pei Xi's back.
"Pei Xi plagiarized? I really can't tell."
"No wonder some people say that sometimes the people who seem perfect are actually the ones who are the most cunning."
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