"Unless he is possessed by a body or an alien, it is a pipe dream for him to think he can defeat An Ran, who is ranked second in the Chinese team, based on his performance three days ago."
It's not that Saya's student can't improve, but isn't it a bit outrageous that such a large time span of three days is too much?
Calling him a genius is plausible, but in a country ravaged by war every day, it's already quite remarkable that there's even one school. In terms of teaching staff, China certainly can't compare.
As soon as he finished speaking, the principal was also taken aback. "That's true."
Suddenly, as if struck by a sudden thought, he stared intently at Qi Jiu. "Then you..."
"My current achievements are of course the result of working day and night, otherwise I'd be a god!" The girl rolled her eyes without hesitation when she met the principal's suspicious gaze.
Her life has been different from that of ordinary people since she was a child, so it's no surprise that she's grown up to be different from ordinary people in some ways.
She had only a short childhood memory when she started following that old man, Han Yan. Perhaps the old man knew what she would face in the future, and he hardened his heart to bring her to the assassin organization.
Because of her background, she had never attended school and always hired private tutors. So, this was the first time she had ever stepped onto a university campus as a student.
From then on, she began a life of being scolded and beaten. The old man Han Yan felt sorry for her, but with so much burden on her shoulders, she could only grit her teeth and endure it. It was through this endurance that she became who she is today.
While other children spent their extracurricular time playing games and getting muddy, she didn't even know what extracurricular activities were. Fortunately, she didn't complain or feel jealous, because there were no children like that around her.
Seeing the people in the organization training so hard every day naturally boosts one's motivation.
She has worked a hundred times harder than others since she was a child, and now she has finally reaped the rewards.
The principal chuckled, "But where should we start looking? The exam questions only arrived today, so the chances of a leak are slim. It's really difficult to investigate right now."
Qi Jiu pursed her lips. "I remember that one of Nasaya's students left the competition halfway through because he wasn't feeling well?"
"Yes, you want to investigate this?"
The girl glanced down at the watch on her wrist and nodded.
"At the moment, this is the most suspicious place. Although it is understandable that I am not feeling well, there is one thing I don't want to overlook. After all, this is no small matter, and time is running out."
"Buzz!"
He took out his phone; it was a message from Yu Qi.
'Anran is back in form, and the score in the second round is gradually catching up. With the foundation laid in the first round, we shouldn't lose.'
This is a good thing, but we can't just let this go. Otherwise, what will happen to the upcoming matches?
This is only the first day of the competition. After that, won't those people just let themselves go?
"The match is almost over, I'm heading back now. We'll talk on the phone about this. You keep an eye on things, old thief."
With that, the girl closed the notebook in front of her, turned around, and left.
Watching her hurried departure, Principal Erlin sighed and immediately took out his phone.
Inside the tiered classroom, An Ran, standing on the stage, looked at the increasing number of green markers under her photo on the large screen and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Now, here comes the last question, please listen carefully..."
When the girl returned, it was just in time for the last question of the second round. She looked at the result on the big screen and nodded.
In fact, An Ran had accumulated a lot of points in the first round. She lost a lot of points at the beginning of the second round, but it was not to the point of being beyond redemption.
The result is now obvious; even without this last question, the outcome of this competition would have been decided.
It was a narrow victory.
An Ran must have been going through a lot of mental anguish during the competition.
As soon as the question was asked, An Ran answered without any hesitation.
The score for the last question was satisfactory.
The competition stopped, and thunderous applause erupted in the lecture hall. At that moment, An Ran looked at the large screen behind her and finally smiled.
The dust has settled on this match.
As an audience member, I naturally couldn't empathize with the experience. Although the process was arduous, the final result was positive.
"The Chinese team has won this academic competition!"
Chang Xiaoyuan and the others cheered happily while An Ran was the only one whose attention was on An Ran's opponent.
The man stared intently at the score on the big screen, a hint of resentment flashing across his face, but he didn't seem particularly upset. It was as if... regret? Or perhaps he had already known this outcome.
There was virtually no pain on his face.
The two of them were only three points apart in their scores, a truly narrow victory. This student of Saya would not have been so composed if there hadn't been a problem.
Even an ordinary person would be upset if they lost a competition representing their country. But looking at his expression, something seems off.
For the students of Hessaya, although the match was delayed by half an hour, it shortened the rest time in between, which meant that the next match would start soon.
The host on stage didn't waste any time; he gave the result and then left the stage.
An Ran walked down from the stage and into the audience. Looking at the smiling people in front of her, her smile deepened.
"This really scared me to death. I thought I was going to become one of the members who failed on the very first day of China's war. It's good that I didn't bring shame to my country."
He shook his head with relief, looked back at the results on the big screen, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as Qi Jiu was about to say something, her phone started vibrating violently, making her palm itch.
Looking at the caller ID, she immediately answered the phone and went to a quieter place.
"You found out?"
The person on the other end hummed in agreement. "When the match was stopped, he left the classroom and went to a secluded stairwell, deliberately avoiding the cameras. After that, there was no footage of him."
As he spoke, the person on the other end sighed, "But when he came back, he kept staring at his phone and muttering to himself. The outcome was obvious."
This is clearly the appearance of someone reciting something. Although this evidence cannot completely prove his innocence, the result is already out.
The girl didn't speak, but instead focused her gaze ahead, where the student from Saya was leisurely leaving through the front door of the lecture hall.
"I understand. Leave the rest to me."
Such evidence doesn't prove anything yet; it seems that to find out the truth, we'll have to expose it.
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