activa-t The correct answer was ruled out from the very beginning of Chapter 28.
The correct answer was ruled out from the very beginning of Chapter 28.
The word "cheating" was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, and the classroom immediately buzzed with excitement.
Those who can get into the elite class are all quite capable.
Those who are capable naturally have ambition.
I certainly don't want to associate with trash.
Forty pairs of eyes turned to Fang Shuwen simultaneously, some with surprise, some with disdain, and some simply to watch the show.
Fang Shuwen remained calm, his gaze passing over the heads of the students in the front row and landing on the boy who had stood up.
He recognized the man; his name was Sun Mao, and he ranked tenth overall.
The Sun family owned two grain shops in Xikou County and had some dealings with Guo Ziming's circle of people.
"Sun Mao, you say I cheated, do you have any evidence?" Fang Shuwen asked calmly.
"evidence?"
Sun Mao chuckled, looked around, and then looked at Fang Shuwen.
"What more evidence do you need? You yourself are the evidence!"
"You failed six out of seven subjects last semester, ranking last in the class. Then, after one summer, you suddenly jumped into the top ten of the elite class? What is this if not cheating? Do you think everyone is stupid?"
"that is!"
A thin-faced boy sitting next to Sun Mao chimed in.
"I used to be in the same class as him. He was a good-for-nothing and never passed any subject."
"That's right, I've heard of him too. He's Guo Da Shao's lapdog! All he does is fawn over Guo Ziming; he's never studied properly."
The discussion grew louder, and many people looked at Fang Shuwen with undisguised disgust.
Sitting in the front row, Zhang Mingcheng adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, stood up, and wore a condescending yet gentle smile:
"Fellow students, please be patient."
His words indeed quieted the classroom down a bit.
Zhang Mingcheng's second-highest overall ranking, coupled with his father's background as a supervisor in the county education bureau, naturally gave him a certain amount of prestige among the new students.
"Whether Fang's grades are problematic is not something we students can determine. Before the school provides an official conclusion, it's probably inappropriate to publicly accuse a classmate of cheating without any evidence."
Sun Mao was taken aback, his face flushing red: "Zhang Mingcheng, what do you mean? You're taking his side? What's your relationship with him?"
"I'm just stating the facts. Everyone, please be quiet. When the teacher arrives, just tell them what happened."
Zhang Mingcheng said something indifferently.
The chatter in the classroom gradually subsided, but Fang Shuwen could still sense that many people were glancing at him from time to time.
Trust is not so easy to build, nor is suspicion so easy to eliminate.
This is human nature: to resent others for having things they don't.
Just then, footsteps suddenly echoed in the corridor.
That wasn't the sound of students walking.
The leather shoes clattered on the terrazzo floor with a steady, powerful rhythm, carrying an undeniable sense of authority.
Everyone in the classroom fell silent and turned to look at the door.
The door was pushed open.
The person who walked in was Principal Qian Jun, but his demeanor was completely different from usual.
His usually straight back was now slightly hunched as he walked sideways to lead the way, a respectful yet nervous smile on his face.
Behind him followed two men in navy blue uniforms.
The leader, a man in his thirties, had a cold and stern face. When his gaze swept across the classroom, everyone felt as if his eyes were being scraped across their faces by a knife.
The younger man next to him was carrying a square black leather suitcase with a dark red emblem on it, resembling an open eye.
Above the right breast pocket of the uniform, there is an inverted triangle embroidered in black thread.
This uniform is too eye-catching.
It looks like a police uniform, but it's different from what I usually see.
Could it be some kind of new police uniform?
When Sun Mao saw the principal leading two people in uniforms in, a sudden idea flashed in his mind, and the dejection on his face vanished instantly.
The principal must have found out that Fang Shuwen cheated, which is why he led the police to arrest him.
"Principal Qian, this is Fang Shuwen. Arrest this guy who cheated on the exam immediately!"
"quiet!"
Qian Jun's face turned ashen. He slammed his hand on the podium and glared at Sun Mao.
"Sun Mao, if you continue to talk nonsense and disrupt class, you'll lose your conduct grade for this semester!"
Sun Mao shrank back, not daring to utter another word.
But he couldn't suppress the smug smile at the corner of his mouth.
Qian Jun then turned to Lin Xiu, who was standing to the side of the podium, bowed slightly, and spoke with a hint of caution in his voice.
This Lin Xiu is no ordinary person; he has already become a section chief at a young age.
With the Lin family of Jiangnan Province behind him, his future achievements are limitless.
"Section Chief Lin, this is the newly formed elite class. The students are all here. What do you think?"
Lin Xiu's gaze swept across every face in the classroom, finally settling on the seat in the third row by the window.
He recognized him immediately after seeing the photo.
Lin Xiu did not make a fuss without informing them, if Fang Shuwen was indeed the murderer.
He might alert the enemy if he opens his mouth.
"I'm just here to observe. You guys go about your business."
Lin Xiu smiled slightly, and then led Secretary Liang to tour the elite class.
In less than a minute, the two of them had already completed a full circle.
"Alright, Principal Qian, now that I've finished my business, I'll take my leave."
After Lin Xiu finished speaking, he nodded slightly to Qian Jun and then led Secretary Liang out of the classroom.
The door closed gently behind me.
The classroom was quiet for two seconds, then it started boiling again like a pot of water.
The students whispered among themselves, their eyes frequently glancing at Fang Shuwen.
Fang Shuwen simply sat quietly by the window, opening her textbook, as if nothing had happened.
Sun Mao opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but then swallowed the words back.
He reluctantly sat back down, forcefully flipping through several pages of his textbook, making a rustling sound as he turned the pages.
Those who make it into the elite class after this assessment will receive a reward.
Furthermore, the quality of the rewards varies depending on the ranking.
He was only one step away from being in the top ten, and his eleventh place was just a hair's breadth away.
It wouldn't have been a big deal, but when he discovered that Fang Shuwen, that idiot, had actually made it into the top ten!
I immediately felt uncomfortable.
If this kid hadn't cheated, he would have been tenth.
Then the reward will be at least doubled!
That's why he criticized Fang Shuwen like that just now.
......
In the corridor.
Lin Xiu walked at a steady pace, his leather shoes clicking on the terrazzo floor.
Officer Liang followed behind, carrying a black leather case. The instruments inside the case were quiet and showed no abnormalities.
"Section Chief, the instrument isn't responding."
Officer Liang lowered his voice, his tone a mixture of relief and disappointment.
In the past few days, they have traveled all over Xikou County and investigated several suspects, but the equipment remained silent, like a stone.
"If the instrument isn't responding, then it shouldn't be related to him."
Lin Xiu's voice was calm.
This is the latest product manufactured by the Da Yan New Country Research Institute in conjunction with the Proc Energy Detector.
It can detect exotic energy at close range.
Although the scales of the Teng Snake have been around for many years, they still retain a considerable amount of exotic energy fluctuations.
Furthermore, because of the wondrous nature of the Tengshe (a mythical creature).
Unless a Grandmaster of Internal Energy intervenes, this fluctuation is difficult to eliminate or conceal.
Therefore, since the instrument is not responding.
Then it couldn't be him.
"Section Chief, what should we do next?" Officer Liang asked.
Lin Xiu adjusted his black-rimmed glasses and said in a low voice:
"What for? Of course, it's to find a way to get in touch with Miss Zheng."