As noon approached, with the last two classes, Ruan Qing'an arrived at the classroom and saw a group of people crowding around the doorway, whispering amongst themselves as soon as they saw her.
"Is that Ruan Qing'an?"
"Yes, it's the one who clashed with the chairman last time."
"I didn't expect it to happen again this time..."
The whispers stopped abruptly as Ruan Qing'an approached. She raised an eyebrow and said, "Interesting. You're not even in our class, so why are you all here to audit our lessons?"
They all shook their heads, making way for Ruan Qing'an. When she looked inside, she saw several large words written in chalk on the blackboard: "Ruan Qing'an cheated."
There were other classmates in the class who saw the words on the blackboard, but no one paid any attention to it.
Seeing this, Ruan Qingan's leaden eyes gradually darkened. Although the preliminary selection for TIP within the school was very difficult and not many people could participate, let alone get a spot, the benefits of participating could not be denied.
It's not just about academic credits, but also various awards...
In short, this is something that even if you can't get it yourself, it will make others extremely jealous if they do. There are only three spots available in the entire academy.
Let's not even talk about Song Xijun, that beast. His answers were practically the reference answers for grading exam papers. And Li Ming, who came in third place, is also a given. After all, he is the student council president of the school, and his influence is unmatched.
The worst thing about humans is that they are jealous of those who are better than themselves, but they dare not even dream of being jealous of those who are far better than themselves.
The second-place winner, Nguyen Thanh An, is an example of this.
The atmosphere was deathly silent. In the eyes of everyone at the door and in the classroom, Ruan Qing'an slowly walked into the classroom, erased the chalk writing on the blackboard, and asked, "Who is so bored, huh?"
"There were no classes this morning, so the students from other classes couldn't possibly climb through the window from the fourth floor just to write 'Ruan Qingan cheated,' right?"
"So, which of my good classmates wrote it?"
In the dead silence, only Ruan Qing'an's smiling voice spoke, yet it involuntarily sent chills down everyone's spines. For a moment, the classmates in the classroom looked at each other in bewilderment.
It wasn't until Ruan Qing'an stood on the podium, his leaden eyes scrutinizing them almost, that one of them finally spoke up: "Ruan Qing'an, we all know your level. The questions in this school's preliminary selection are all variations of competition questions. How are you going to answer them!"
"Yeah, so many people can't do it, so what makes you think you can!"
"Ruan Qing'an, how dare you say you came in second place?"
As soon as one person stood up, more and more people stood up, upholding justice and fairness, and spoke indignantly to Nguyen Thanh An.
On the podium, Ruan Qing'an smiled radiantly. She was a delinquent girl, and her smile seemed almost threatening.
But the next moment, she said—
"I admit that my grades have never been very good, and I even missed some exams. It's normal that you don't believe me."
"However, what's even more interesting is that since you all know that many people can't write this, where can I cheat to copy such a good answer sheet?"
That one sentence alone silenced almost everyone in the classroom, because they couldn't answer the question for a moment. Ruan Qing'an glanced at them and chuckled.
In the dead silence, she slammed the blackboard eraser she had just used onto the podium and scoffed, "Of course, you don't have to believe my explanation, that's fine."
"The list is still in the public announcement stage. If you have any objections, you can raise them at any time, but please remember one thing."
Ruan Qing'an paused, then bent down slightly, placing her hands on either side of the podium. She stared at the people in the classroom with an almost disdainful gaze, her smile arrogant and rampant: "Whoever makes the claim must provide the evidence."
After uttering those six resounding words, Ruan Qing'an turned around and walked straight out of the classroom, completely unafraid of the group of people. The crowd of onlookers outside instinctively made way for him.
Until she disappeared from sight, no one in the classroom dared to speak. The first person to answer was also ashen-faced—if he had evidence, would he still be here saying this?!
After leaving the classroom, Ruan Qingan went to the notice board left in the teaching building. It was covered with large notices, and the first one was the list of candidates for the preliminary selection that had just been announced today.
People are still watching and taking pictures, and they only left reluctantly after seeing Nguyen Thanh An, whispering among themselves.
037: [Oh dear, what should we do now, ancestor?]
"Little system, aren't you a strategy guide system?"
037 remained silent, following Ruan Qingan's near-career endeavor...
Ruan Qing'an laughed: "Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. If you want to start a fire, then let it burn even more fiercely, so that it won't be used against you again."
...
Meanwhile, in the school's living square...
It was during class time, and the milk tea shop was deserted except for two cups of milk tea in the corner, where Tang Siya and Song Xijun sat facing each other.
Tang Siya sat upright, her posture elegant, exuding the air of a wealthy young lady: "Considering your spending level, Song Xijun, I had no choice but to choose this place. I hope—"
"You're the one who asked me out."
Song Xijun interrupted her directly, practically making it clear on her face that she didn't want to come at all. Tang Siya's smile froze, and she cursed herself for forgetting that Song Xijun was completely unyielding to both soft and hard approaches.
Tang Siya adjusted her expression: "Okay, since you've come to keep the appointment, I think there's still room for communication between us—"
"You're the one who mentioned Ruan Ruan."
Song Xijun remained expressionless, gloomy and indifferent.
After being interrupted repeatedly, Tang Siya completely gave up on maintaining her politeness, her face darkened, and she threw a stack of photocopied test papers onto the table.
She crossed her arms and said coldly, "These are the test papers I saw from the teacher, Ruan Qing'an's. Not only that, but there are also her previous test papers. Someone who doesn't even understand basic formulas can actually do competition problems. How interesting."
“I have carefully studied Ruan Qingan’s grades and her past learning experience. She is not a person with strong learning ability. How could she have accomplished such a miracle?”
"Not to mention the competition questions, on the contrary, her solution to the test paper is very similar to yours, Song Xijun, and you are the only candidate who has access to the test paper."
Hearing this, Song Xijun raised her eyes: "You mean to say that I tampered with Ruan Ruan's exam paper?"
“Song Xijun, I have no hostility towards you.”
Tang Siya smiled insincerely: "I just need your help to complete a project. I can promise you enough money and help after graduation."
"You can directly intern at my father's company, with a bright future ahead of you. All you need to do is complete my research project to ensure I can be recommended for graduate studies at University A."
Seeing Tang Siya's relaxed demeanor, Song Xijun's sarcasm deepened: "Research topic? Paper? Academic research?"
"Of course you understand, Song Xijun."
Tang Siya hinted, "I can easily cover up Ruan Qing'an's cheating, and I promise you every penny."
She spoke with confidence, as if everything was under control.
But when Song Xijun picked up the photocopy of the exam paper on the table, a slight smile finally appeared on his gloomy face, though it was as nonchalant as a wild beast.
"Song Xijun, if you agree, then we can—"
"What if I don't agree?"
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