As Duan Xu looked appalled, his eyes twitched. He carefully asked, "Mr. Zhang, you always tell me not to be afraid and do my best. I did my best and studied for the test recently. Look at how I've improved—"
Zhang Yuan laughed. "You studied? You studied how to copy people's answers, am I right?"
Duan Xu's face twitched helplessly. He still wanted to resist by arguing, "No, please—"
"During the monthly tests, you and Ning Li were in the same venue, and you sat beside her." Zhang Yuan waved the paper in front of Duan Xu. "There are only two people in the entire third year who got all the answers right: you and Ning Li. Tell me, who copied whose answers?"
The answer to that question was obvious.
Ning Li had answered both the multiple-choice questions and essay questions perfectly whereas Duan Xu's essays were all messy and poorly written. It seemed like he simply pieced the formulas together and still got it wrong.
