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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nXu Yaoguang kept staring at Qin Ran.

nQin Ran’s right hand was still injured, and although it wasn’t obvious when she drew her drawings, it was a little slow and wasn’t as clear and beautiful as with her right hand.

nBut despite this, it was obvious that she had fundamental drawing skills and it was enough to shock the teachers and students in the classroom.

nQin Ran stood by the blackboard, drawing pictures occasionally and then explaining her script. In this speech contest, the previous three classes also had scripts, but because there was too much content, nobody really spent much time on it.

nQin Ran was unique, however, and even dished out a few English words. Speeches were usually very boring and dry, but she managed to pull everyone’s attention on her.

nThe Dean and the leaders were truly convinced this time. After Qin Ran’s speech, he looked at the timer and then asked Qin Ran several questions. Qin Ran answered them one by one.

nThe leaders couldn’t help but nod their heads and praise this group for working hard. They turned to the Dean to comment on the students of First Middle School.

n“Yes, it’s hard for you to be so decisive.” The Dean nodded in praise. He had always been an unsmiling type but was now looking at Qin Ran with the eyes of an old father. “You’re called Qin Ran, right? Go down and call your members for the question and answer.”

nQin Ran got down and saw that Lin Siran and the others were still sitting on their chairs staring at her, stunned.

nShe smiled and didn’t return to her seat. She just leaned on the side and said, “It’s time for question and answer.”

nLin Siran regained her senses and went on stage with her notebook.

nTheir score ended up being 9.7. If it weren’t because Lin Siran and the others had taken their notebooks with them, they would have gotten more points.

nAfter they received their scores, Lin Siran and the others walked down all the way.

nQin Ran returned to her seat and leaned slightly on the back of the chair. The students in the classroom looked at her but didn’t dare to talk to her.

nOnly the students from class 3.9 were excited and noisy.

nOnly when Lin Siran and the others went back to sit did the students from the other classes start discussing with them.

nThe following speeches didn’t stand out. Not only did the students sound dull, but the judges were also bored.

nA total of seventeen classes participated in this speech. The scores after Qin Ran were especially low, and the scores of the following thirteen classes didn’t exceed eight points.

nThe girl next to Qin Yu patted her chest in relief. “Fortunately, we were before Qin Ran. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have even gotten eight points.”

nIt wasn’t an exaggeration to say that they had been lucky.

nThere were two treasures in this school. One of them was Xu Yaoguang, who occupied the first place all year round. The other was Pan Mingyue, who was always second.

nXu Yaoguang was in Qin Ran’s class, while Pan Mingyue’s class didn’t participate, so class 3.9 naturally won from the content of their speech.

nCoupled with the speaker’s performance, Qin Yu was far inferior.

nIf she had really given her speech after Qin Ran, it wasn’t certain if she could even get eight points.

nQin Yu was talking to her classmates with a smile on her face, but she felt extremely uncomfortable inside. She glanced over at Qin Ran subconsciously.

nXu Yaoguang also glanced sideways at Qin Ran with his eyes narrowed, deep in thought.

nQin Yu pursed her lips and felt even more vexed. The people beside her were still talking about Qin Ran presenting without her script, and her smile was slowly fading.

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n“First place, we got first place.” A bunch of people surrounded Qin Ran. “Qin Ran, Sister Ran, you’re too impressive. You actually memorized such a long script?!”

nThey got first place, but when they returned to their classroom, they still had to do self-study.

nEveryone in the class crowded over.

nQin Ran’s lips curled and she sat at her desk smiling casually. She said humbly, “I just read it and remembered it.”

nQiao Sheng teased her. “If your memory is so good, you wouldn’t have to come to school!”

nThe others all agreed, and then someone said that she drew very well.

nQin Ran ignored him.

nQiao Sheng then thought of something serious and smiled at Qin Ran. Then, he walked to the podium with big strides and sat on a table. He held the blackboard eraser in his hand and knocked it against the table loudly. “Quiet down.”

nEveryone quieted down.

nThe people who had been surrounding Qin Ran sat down properly and didn’t dare to say a single word.

n“Lin Siran said that the script has always been in the region of class 3.9. I asked a few people and they said that they didn’t see anyone from other classes approaching.” Qiao Sheng was smiling, but his eyes were cold. “Thus, I suspect that it was someone from our class, and especially someone from the group. Whoever it is, stand up now.”

nNobody in the class spoke, and they didn’t even dare to breathe loudly.

nQiao Sheng nodded and continued smiling. “Fine. I guess that person probably forgot that we still have CCTVs in the classrooms and corridors. I will go to the surveillance room after school.”

nAfter he said this, everyone in the class exchanged glances and then started discussing in low voices.

n“Qiao Sheng is so handsome!” Wu Yan’s deskmate whispered, suppressing her excitement and squeezing her fists. “But the person who took the script is really despicable. Who could be so jealous of Qin Ran that she would do such a wicked deed like stealing the script? If Qin Ran hadn’t memorized the script, wouldn’t it have been over?!”

nWu Yan smiled. “Yeah.”

nHer hands were still squeezed tightly and she was a little distracted.

nAfter school at night, Qiao Sheng didn’t go to the basketball court. Instead, he said something to Xu Yaoguang and the two of them went out.

n“Qiao Sheng, wait for me, I want to go too.” A boy who had attended the speech at noon knew that they were going to see the CCTVs. “I want to see who lacks team spirit in our class!”

nWu Yan’s face turned paler.

nShe glanced at Qin Ran’s direction.

nQin Ran didn’t like to leave first after school and always liked taking her time.

nSomeone was hurrying Wu Yan.

nWu Yan took her time and distributed the English answer sheets that she had collected yesterday. The English teacher had already marked them, and when she distributed Qin Ran’s paper, she saw that she only got four points.

nWu Yan didn’t have ridicule in her eyes this time. She just looked around and saw that a few students were still discussing the questions. She pursed her lips, thought for a while, and left with her friends.

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nThe school’s medical office.

nQin Ran was here for sleeping pills. There were several bowls on the table with lids on them to prevent the heat from escaping.

n“You performed well today.” Lu Zhaoying laid on the table and grinned at her. “You probably won’t be scolded.”

nCheng Juan wasn’t in the school doctor’s office and Lu Zhaoying said that he had gone out.

n“Hey, classmate, are you here to see the doctor?” Lu Zhaoying raised his head when he saw someone outside. It was a female student. “He’s off work, but I can still help you out.”

n“No, I came to find someone.” The girl’s face was red and she turned to Qin Ran. “Qin Ran, can you come out? I have something to tell you.”

nQin Ran was sitting on the chair with chopsticks in her hands. She glanced over at her coldly. “Tell me here, I can’t move.”

n“It’s a private matter.” Wu Yan glanced at Lu Zhaoying and pursed her lips. “It’s not good…”

n“I don’t have any private matters with you.” Qin Ran ignored her.

nWu Yan just glanced at Lu Zhaoying, her eyes watery. She was really about to cry and was seeking help from Lu Zhaoying.

nHowever, Lu Zhaoying just grinned and stepped back. He touched his ear studs and gestured to it. “I won’t remember what you say, little girl.”

nHis gentleness towards Wu Yan had disappeared totally.

nWu Yan’s face turned pale and she hesitated for a moment. When she saw that Qin Ran and Lu Zhaoying were really ignoring her request, she squeezed her hands and said with a pale face, “Qin Ran, the matter at noon… it… it was me. But since you already memorized the script, it was still considered a blessing in disguise. Could you tell Qiao Sheng not to bicker about it with me?”

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