Zhong Zhiwan specifically marked the words "real name".
This is done in order to attract the school's attention.
She wouldn't believe that Ying Zijin could get this score. Not to mention her, no one in the school would believe it.
The difficulty of the exam papers for the elite classes is evident to the entire Internet.
Every year he would be taken to the Internet for a stroll, to be admired and worshipped by netizens.
Ying Zijin got the answers and copied a passing score, but full marks?
Isn't this just giving people something to hold against them?
What a brainless thing.
He can't even cheat when asked to do so. She really doesn't know what else Ying Zijin can do besides writing and drawing.
After sending the email, Zhong Zhiwan quickly put his phone on the desk and straightened his back, fearing that others would find out something.
Fortunately, during this break, the students in the gifted class were so shocked that they were speechless and they all concentrated on studying hard.
"Zhi Wan, don't be sad." The girl at the same table turned around and comforted Zhong Zhi Wan, "If you convert it, your score will be 730, so the first place is still..."
I didn’t say anything else because it’s embarrassing to say it.
If it was really converted, Ying Zijin's score would directly exceed the full score of 750.
What does Zhong Zhiwan’s 730 points mean?
The girl saw that Zhong Zhiwan looked unhappy, so she hurried to make amends: "Zhiwan, one exam is nothing, and who knows if Ying Zijin cheated? Your strength is obvious to everyone."
"Stop talking." Zhong Zhiwan bit his lip hard and lowered his head. "Class is about to start."
The girl didn't dare to say more and took out her English textbook.
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The shock in the school had no effect on Ying Zijin at all.
She slept until the afternoon.
Ying Zijin propped up his head and sat up, still feeling a little weak.
She opened her eyes slightly, and in the dim light she saw a slender figure breaking through the darkness and walking towards her.
Shining morning star.
Thinking of this metaphor again, Ying Zijin pressed his head and frowned.
Before she could fully adjust to the light in the room, a hand lifted her back.
The warm heat came through the layer of clothes.
Fu Yunshen protected her with one hand and held a bowl with the other. He lowered his voice and said, "Drink some porridge when you wake up."
"I'm fine." Ying Zijin sat on the bed for a few seconds before taking the bowl. "Thank you."
There is medicinal porridge in the bowl, but the smell of Chinese medicine is not strong, only a faint fragrance.
Ying Zijin picked up the spoon, took a sip, and suddenly paused.
Her sense of taste and smell has always been very sensitive. Even when the medicinal porridge just touched her taste buds, she noticed that something was wrong with it.
There is a very faint smell of rust, and even though it is suppressed by other ingredients, it is still not completely eradicated.
Ying Zijin lowered his eyes, his gaze slightly settled.
Some human blood can be used as medicine.
But this kind of blood is very precious, and using it will damage the body.
"What's wrong?" Fu Yunshen saw that she didn't move, and narrowed his eyes, "Is the taste not good?"
Could it be that his cooking skills have deteriorated?
"No, it tastes good." Ying Zijin paused and sighed, "It just reminded me of some things in the past."
"Who?" Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows and asked slowly, "Your good friend?"
"Um."
"She's not in Shanghai?"
"No, it's far away."
Fu Yun fell silent.
He thought of the days she spent in Qingshui County and the year she spent at the Ying family.
Personal freedom is a problem, let alone going to a farther place.
"It's okay. When you're fully recovered, I'll take you to find it." Fu Yunshen raised his hand, and finally patted her back gently, "We'll find it."
"No need." Ying Zijin continued to drink the porridge with a spoon. After taking a few sips, she said softly, "It's enough for me to know that she is living a good life."
"How can this be possible?" Fu Yunshen said indifferently, "I have to see it in person."
After saying that, he stood up and couldn't help rubbing the girl's head: "Little friend, have a good rest."
"Don't go to school these few days. Your health is more important. Put your studies and other things aside for now."
After closing the door, Fu Yun suppressed his smile and turned around: "Where is the person?"
The young man was in a daze, but when he heard this, he suddenly started to wake up: "Master, he's tied up in the basement."
Because of Mr. Fu’s illness, they were extremely nervous all night. Fu Yichen was also tied up all night, hanging upside down.
In order to prevent him from fainting due to blood congestion in his head, a special person was assigned to help him turn around.
Up to now, Fu Yichen had not even had a sip of water and was still in a dark, enclosed space. He was about to collapse.
He had no idea where he was being taken. After being taken away from the First Hospital, the group of people put a sack on him.
I took him around all the way and he was carsick and had to vomit into the bag.
Fu Yichen had never suffered such pain before, but he had no one to turn to for help and crying was of no use.
Just when Fu Yichen was about to collapse, he was let go.
My feet landed on the ground again, but my legs couldn't support my body.
Fu Yichen fell to his knees with a bang and raised his head tremblingly.
When he saw this, his eyes suddenly widened: "Fu Yunshen? Why is it you?!"
Fu Yunshen didn't look at Fu Yichen's miserable state, nor did he respond. He tilted his head and said, "Beat him."
Two men who looked like bodyguards understood and immediately stepped forward with sticks in their hands.
Without any effort, he struck down firmly.
Fu Yichen let out a shrill scream.
He didn't even have time to think about why Fu Yunshen was here, he just shouted. He was still very arrogant: "Fu Yunshen, you dare to hit me? If Dad and Mom find out, you're done!"
"Aren't you just relying on grandpa's love for you? Without grandpa's love, who are you? You are just...Ah!!!"
The young man covered his ears, thinking that the Lion Roar Technique was quite useful.
"Then tell Fu Mingcheng not to mess with me." Fu Yunshen raised his hand, patted Fu Yichen's face, and laughed softly, "Grandpa, this is my last bottom line, so I didn't touch you."
Under extreme fear, Fu Yichen could not withstand the impact and fainted.
Fu Yunshen stood up and said calmly: "Lock him up for seven days and then release him."
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The other side.
Zhong Zhiwan was secretly reading discussions on the campus forum, and the more he read, the more depressed he became.
She clearly saw several posts suggesting that Ying Zijin had cheated, but they were quickly deleted by the moderator.
If this isn't guilty conscience, what else could it be?
Zhong Zhiwan held the textbook in his hand, waiting anxiously.
It's been more than eight hours since she sent out the letter of complaint, so why haven't the principal and the academic dean responded at all?
Just when Zhong Zhiwan wanted to go and see for herself, a student from the Student Union knocked on the door of the Elite Class and called out to her.
"Goddess Zhong, the principal asked you to come over. He must have something important to discuss with you."
Zhong Zhiwan tried hard to suppress the smile on his lips and replied calmly: "I know."
The Dean of Academic Affairs was also in the principal's office.
When he saw Zhong Zhiwan come in, his face turned cold.
Zhong Zhiwan naturally noticed it and was a little confused.
She was the top student in the grade, so the Dean of Academic Affairs was naturally very tolerant and fond of her. He always greeted her with a smile and had never shown such an expression before.
"Student Zhong Zhiwan." The principal pushed up his glasses and said in a serious tone, "Why do you think that student Ying Zijin cheated?"
On the computer was the email from Zhong Zhiwan.
In addition to the title, there is a lot of other writing below.
After a pause, the principal asked again: "If I remember correctly, she is your cousin, right?"
Zhong Zhiwan did not answer the second question and sneered in his heart.
Since when did the adopted daughter of the Ying family also become her cousin?
She called Ying Zijin cousin, just because she couldn't bear to hurt Mr. Zhong's feelings.
"Principal, I have already written the evidence at the bottom of the email." Zhong Zhiwan smiled faintly, "Besides, even if no one tells anyone about this kind of thing, it can be seen, right?"
Everyone knows that Ying Zijin was forced into the gifted class by Ying Luwei.
I often feel sleepy in class and ask for leave from school at any time.
What can you learn from this?
Not to mention, what a degenerate class Class 19 is.
Zhong Zhiwan pinched his palms and said, "This time, the test paper for the Elite Class is harder than before. Isn't the school's conversion coefficient also based on years of experience? That genius senior also didn't get a perfect score."
Hearing this, the principal took another look at the email and frowned even more tightly: "Your evidence is just speculation? If you report it without evidence, you will be punished."
"How can this be just pure speculation?" Zhong Zhiwan's smile gradually faded. "This is well known to everyone. Anyone with common sense knows it, and..."
"That's enough!" The Dean of Academic Affairs couldn't stand it any longer. He was furious. "Zhong Zhiwan, I thought you were a good student with good character. Now it seems that you have good abilities, but you are also very jealous."
"The test paper was issued by Imperial Capital University and sent to Qingzhi in a sealed envelope. It was not even opened before the exam. Even the teacher didn't know the questions. Can you tell me how Ying Zijin cheated? Huh?!"
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