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  Yang Tianming suddenly recalled the last sentence in the recording and responded, “In the recording, it was mentioned that you would forge Gu Mang’s handwriting and provide a fake exam. This is not Gu Mang’s paper at all.”


  “How can you prove that this isn’t Gu Mang’s paper?” Leng Lin asked. “Is this not her handwriting?”


  He had dealt with Gu Mang’s exam long ago.

  Fei Luo frowned and his eyes met Yang Tianming’s. “Is this Gu Mang’s handwriting?”


  Yang Tianming pursed his lip and nodded.

  He had seen Gu Mang’s exams at Capital University. Her words were very big and easily recognizable. Even when she filled in her ABCDs, they were written in a really wild manner. The handwriting was exactly the same as Gu Mang’s.

  Leng Xuan raised her chin slightly in a domineering manner and chuckled. “Are you unable to prove it?”


  Leng Lin laughed too. “All of you claim that Gu Mang got a perfect score. Where are the perfect answers?”


  When Qin Yaozhi saw how Leng Xuan and her lackeys were bullying them, she could not heed Old Master Qin’s advice. She spoke up against them.

  “You changed the script. Of course, you have taken care of the exam with the perfect score,” Qin Yaozhi said coldly. “And now, you are asking where the exam is? Are you allowed to break the rules just because you’re the main organizer?”


  Leng Lin frowned and turned to Qin Yaozhi. “You faked the recording and even challenged the official results, yet you dare to claim that you scored full marks. Where is the exam with the perfect answers if it even exists?”


  “Ha.”


  Gu Mang suddenly gave a low and deep chuckle from the depths of her throat.

  “Are you thinking of messing around with me with that brain of yours?” Gu Mang spoke neither quickly or slowly. There was a smile on her face. “I thought that you would have some interesting ideas.”


  Leng Xuan did not reply. She furrowed her eyebrows and stared at Gu Mang coldly.

  Gu Mang removed a folded piece of paper from her pocket and held it in between two fingers. “This is my exam.”


  Leng Lin’s eyebrows twitched and for some reason, his brain tensed up.

  The others stood rooted to the ground.

  Gu Mang held her phone with her other hand and pressed it down on the tabletop before sliding it across the table. She walked towards Fei Luo and as the phone slid on the table, it made a metallic sound.

  The sound was low and oppressive. Everyone felt as if there were an invisible hand grabbing at their heart.

  Leng Xuan looked at Gu Mang’s deep, black, cold eyes and she clenched her fists slightly.

  Gu Mang gave off an aura that told strangers to stay away from her.

  When her eyes were cold, she looked like she was saying, “You’re shit. You’re all a bunch of rubbish.”


  Audacious, merciless, and wild. A perfect way to describe her.

  Gu Mang passed the folded exam to Fei Luo and said politely, “Please have a look at this exam.”


  Fei Luo looked at Gu Mang, ignored her intimidating aura, and took the paper from her with both hands subconsciously. He read it even quicker than the previous one.

  She got 100% of the multiple-choice questions right. For the true/false questions, she also achieved a perfect score.

  The handwriting on this exam was exactly the same as the one that he had seen earlier.

  If these were really Gu Mang’s results, it would mean that someone had finally aced the competition’s written portion for the first time in history.

  When Yang Tianming saw that Fei Luo was already looking at the bottom of the script, he asked, “Chief Editor Fei Luo, what score would she have gotten?”


  Fei Luo’s heart beat wildly. He looked up and answered, “One hundred…… A perfect score.”


  Yang Tianming sighed heavily in relief. He knew that he could trust Gu Mang.