Chapter 121: Chapter 121: Olivia Song Implicated in Cheating, Qiyi Dragged Down with Her
"Strange, why haven’t the unified exam results been released yet this year? Didn’t they usually announce them the day after the tests ended?"
In classroom one, Brightsong adjusted his glasses and spoke full of confusion.
Olivia Song chuckled softly, "Maybe the teachers are still in shock. Don’t forget, Claire Green took the exam this time."
"Considering her unpredictable moves, whether the exam was good or bad is still unknown." Brightsong shook his head, sighing.
Not far away, Olivia Song overheard their conversation. Panic flashed in her eyes, and cold sweat kept emerging from her back. Her sharp nails dug fiercely into her palms.
As if she wanted the pain to relieve the fear in her heart.
Nothing will happen. Dad said that person wouldn’t say a word.
Just then.
New dean Thomas Ziegler appeared at the classroom one doorway with a stern face.
"Olivia Song, come with me for a moment."
Hearing the voice, Olivia Song’s body jolted, instantly plunging her into turmoil. What was going on? Why was the dean coming to find her?
She sat in her seat, refusing to get up, forcibly calming herself, and spoke softly, "Is there a problem, Dean?"
Seeing her like this, Thomas Ziegler’s face grew even darker. Remembering the issue with the unified exam that couldn’t be publicly disclosed yet, he suppressed his inner rage.
"Come out when you’re called, someone wants to see you."
Upon hearing.
Olivia Song slowly stood up and left with Thomas Ziegler.
She feared that if she stayed seated any longer, the dean might reveal the real reason for finding her, and her reputation would be impossible to recover.
As soon as they left, the quiet classroom immediately became lively.
"What’s going on? Why did the dean call Olivia?"
"I don’t know, but judging by the dean’s expression, it doesn’t seem good."
Olivia Song’s eyes flashed with a hint of concern, commenting casually, "Don’t jump to conclusions. Maybe she’s done well in this exam, and several colleges are here to recruit her."
The few who spoke earlier visibly twitched their faces.
Do you really believe what you’re saying?
With the dean looking like the storm is about to come, it’s all but doomsday.
Rae Zander gazed at the empty seat, worry surfacing in her eyes. She had never seen Olivia like she was just now despite knowing her for so long.
Olivia Song noticed her expression and slightly smiled, "If you’re worried, why not go take a look? But, I’m afraid if you go, this sisterhood might be hard to repair."
Rae Zander didn’t think twice and ran out directly.
"Such a fool," watching her disappearing figure, Olivia Song sighed deeply, "it’s just a pity that no one values this sincerity."
...
Olivia Song followed Thomas Ziegler all the way to the principal’s office, feeling increasingly uneasy at the sight of the tightly closed door in front of her.
"Go in."
Thomas Ziegler glanced at her, opened the door directly, and pulled her straight in.
Olivia Song stumbled as he pulled her, and only when she stabilized did she notice that the principal’s office was filled with teachers from nine schools.
At this moment, they all wore solemn expressions, looking at her seriously.
Olivia Song swallowed her saliva, her hands on both sides continually pinching herself, "Principal, what’s this about?"
She feigned composure and looked at everyone, continually comforting herself inside.
It’s impossible. After getting the answers, she controlled it very carefully. She even deliberately wrote several questions wrong, just in case anyone noticed.
"Olivia Song, you ranked fifth in the overall score of this unified exam. Do you have anything to say about that?"
John Sinclair’s tone was icy. He couldn’t believe that someone like her, who usually studied diligently and came from a prominent family, would cheat.
"Really? I actually got fifth place."
Now was the time to fully utilize her acting skills. It had to be said, Olivia Song had indeed improved her acting from being in drama clubs for so long.
If any of the teachers present were not keen observers, they might have really been fooled by her excited tone.
"This student seems quite surprised." A young teacher from the third school slowly sipped his tea, speaking indifferently.
Olivia Song’s petite face showed a blush of embarrassment, "Although my grades are good, I didn’t expect to rank fifth in this exam."
John Sinclair and the teacher from Brightsong’s school seemed disappointed as she remained obstinate, not telling the truth.
Usually so smart, how can she not see the situation now?
"Is that so," the teacher from the third school chuckled, "just in time, I have a copy of the unified exam paper. Since you claim to have done well, why not do it again."
In an instant.
Olivia Song turned pale as she sobbed with red eyes, "Teacher, what does this mean? Are you accusing me of cheating?"
"If you didn’t cheat, doing this exam again similar to your previous score wouldn’t wrong you." Another teacher from the fourth school interrupted, his entire face stern.
"If the teacher is suspecting me just based on that, I would like to ask how Claire Green from class six did in this unified exam." Olivia Song’s voice turned sharp.
Hearing this, the teacher from the third school raised an eyebrow and seemingly casually asked, "Do you mean to suggest she cheated?"
At this moment, John Sinclair and the others’ faces were as dark as ink, unexpected that Olivia not only refused to admit her fault but also dragged Claire Green down with her.
Olivia Song felt a bit intimidated by their stares, but at this point, she couldn’t care less, "That’s right."
After speaking, the teacher’s smile grew deeper, though his eyes showed no emotion, "Then let’s have her come over too. What do you think, Principal Ziegler?"
John Sinclair pondered, "Okay, since Olivia put it this way, we should let her give up."
Finally, he turned his head to Thomas Ziegler, "Mr. Ziegler, could you please make another trip?"
...
Thomas Ziegler came quickly. He stood at the class six doorway, smilingly eyeing someone, "Claire Green, come here."
This attitude was worlds apart from how he treated Olivia Song.
Claire Green raised an eyebrow, leisurely followed him out.
"The dean’s smile is like a blooming flower; I bet Claire did really well this time." John Sinclair rested on his arms with a lazy look.
Suddenly.
Harry Lewis dragged a chair over, "John, I just came back from the restroom and saw the dean taking Olivia Song to the principal’s office. Now suddenly calling Claire over, could it be that girl is making trouble again!"
As soon as he finished speaking, John Sinclair and the others sprang up, "Why didn’t you say earlier?"
Leaving a sentence, they hurriedly chased out.
Although the dean didn’t seem troubled, there was a little white flower fond of acting.
Claire Green looked at the principal’s office in front of her, eyes hinting a smile, she sure had become a frequent visitor here.
"You must be Claire Green," the teacher from the third school looked up, studying the girl.
Claire Green put her hands in her pockets and lazily sat down, naturally crossing her long legs, exuding a boss-like aura.
"Are you all never tired of these sham trials?"
John Sinclair immediately coughed into his hand to cover his guilty conscience, "Miss Green, a classmate suspects your exam results, so the other schools want you to retake the test with her."
Claire Green chuckled, her voice icy, "By saying that, should I assume none of you here are truly their father’s sons?"