Chapter 273: Chapter 273: Go Out and Stand Chapter 273: Chapter 273: Go Out and Stand Sheng Chuyi heard her and responded with a half-smile, “Who threatened me, saying I must reveal who I like? Otherwise, we’d stop being friends?”
He hadn’t planned to tell her so early, fearing it would affect her emotions.
This was their most critical year in senior high, and emotional stability was crucial.
Shen Zhaozhao’s face heated up, clearly lacking confidence, “How would I know that the person you like is me?” If she had known earlier, she definitely wouldn’t have asked and would have waited for him to say it himself.
Since Shen Zhaozhao had secured a top provincial position in her first competition, the teachers responsible for the competition classes paid special attention to her, often keeping her back to give her additional help.
Shen Zhaozhao was also working hard; she knew that participating in competitions was the only way she could attend Jing University with Sheng Chuyi.
With her current academic performance, the best she could do was possibly a slightly better 211 university, and with more effort, a less prestigious 985 university might be within reach, but Jing University was far beyond her reach.
It made more sense to focus her energy on competitions, where her chances were better.
Senior year was full of coursework; aside from preparing for competitions, Shen Zhaozhao also had to handle frequent tests.
Every day, her nerves were stretched to the limit.
During a test, a small piece of paper suddenly landed on her desk. Before she could react, she heard a voice say, “Teacher, Shen Zhaozhao is cheating!”
Shen Zhaozhao turned her head to the accuser and said, “Are you sick?”
Meng Feifei glared at her fiercely, then turned to the proctor and said, “Teacher, I saw Shen Zhaozhao cheating with my own eyes, and now the note is on her desk.”
Shen Zhaozhao gave Meng Feifei a cold look, then raised her head and said to the proctor, “Teacher, I didn’t cheat, the note isn’t mine.”
The proctor walked over to her, staring at her sternly, “Stand up.”
Shen Zhaozhao pursed her lips and stood up.
The proctor picked up the note from her desk, read it, and then said to her, “You step outside to stand, so as not to disturb the other students. I will report this matter to your homeroom teacher.”
Shen Zhaozhao furrowed her brows and reiterated, “Teacher, the note isn’t mine.”
The proctor, from another class, was unfamiliar with her classmates. However, cheating was intolerable to any teacher, especially during such a critical time as senior year. Naturally, the teacher looked at Shen Zhaozhao with displeasure. Seeing her still trying to deny and deflect, the teacher spoke even more sternly, “It was on your desk, whose could it be if not yours? Could someone have deliberately thrown it to you? Then tell me, who threw it?”
“I don’t know,” Shen Zhaozhao said.
She had been completely focused on her exam at the time and hadn’t noticed from which direction the note had come.
Probably only Meng Feifei knew.
Shen Zhaozhao couldn’t help but look at Meng Feifei, who returned a provocative gaze.
Shen Zhao knew well, hoping Meng Feifei would explain on her behalf was impossible; the latter would rather see her fall into misfortune.
It was likely that Meng Feifei had thrown the note herself to frame her.
The impatient proctor said to her, “Enough, if you can’t say who it was, then it’s yours. I’ll say it again, go outside and stand, don’t disturb the other students’ exam.”
Shen Zhaozhao pursed her lips, looking upset as she walked out of the classroom.
Meng Feifei watched her, a smug look spreading across her face.