Chapter 017 – I Dont Accept! (1/2)

017 – I don't accept!

Before, Li Muyang's life was just like his skin colour, pitch-black and without any colour.

And it is because of this reason, that when Cui Xiaoxin initiated to help him with his schoolwork in the cafe nearby, his lungs were filled with grat.i.tude. At the moment when the a.s.sa.s.sin attacked Cui Xiaoxin, he did not even think but plunged forward, wanting to sacrifice his own life for her.

It was because of this, that when his grades had improved a little, he saw a trace of bright light in his life, in his heart he cared more than anyone else, and valued it more than anything else.

Just like a flower blooming in the desert, you would carefully look after it and hope it would bear fruit. But in the end somebody came over and trampled the flower to death, the light in your heart that gives you hope was extinguished, and once again you would enter a world of darkness.

His heart was filled with despair, so much grief.

Seeing Li Muyang's expression on his face, everyone was stunned.

They were able to feel the grievance as well as the hostility in Li Muyang's heart that was difficult to suppress, they were able to clearly see the bulging blood vessels on his neck and that tightly clenched fist holding a pen.

Kacha—

The pen broke under his grip, the black ink inside leaked through his black palm.

Just as he had said, even if you suspected me of cheating, then you have to prove your deduction, rather than directly placing a big 'cheat' hat on the student's head.

This slander is just like using a knife to engrave the word 'b.a.s.t.a.r.d ' on the table, even if a cut had healed, many years later ugly scars would still remain in people's hearts.

Hearing the questioning of Li Muyang, Zhao Mingzhu's face darkened.

“Li Muyang, do you still need proof? Your previous grades- Are you not aware of them yourself? I'm not aware? Students in the cla.s.s not aware? In a few days time you were able to answer so well in the test, do you think you're a genius? “Zhao Mingzhu language was still harsh, but her tone of voice has weakened a lot. “Good, you want proof right? OK, I'll give you proof. ”

She scanned the student's around Li Muyang, the one sharing a table with Li Muyang is called Yang Jun, Zhang's Chen good friend, and also a member of the school's basketball team. His academic achievement can only be regarded as average; he is unlikely to produce such perfect answers.

Then, her eyes s.h.i.+fted forward, laid her eyes on the girl sitting behind Li Muyang and said: “Chen Yuanyuan, bring your paper here for me to look at.”

Chen Yuanyuan held the gla.s.ses on her nose, looked up at Zhao Mingzhu and said: “Miss Zhao, I haven't finished—-there's one-third of the questions I have not yet answered.”

Zhao Mingzhu frowned; Chen Yuanyuan was a good student in her mind, and also the student near Li Muyang that has the best grades. If she still had one-third of the questions unanswered, then it was naturally impossible for Li Muyang to copy her.

“Zheng Fang, have you finish answering the questions? ”

“Miss, I haven't finished. “The pet.i.te girl answered in a weak voice. Afraid that Zhao Mingzhu will blame her.

“Chen Lei—”

“Miss, I'm done.”

“Bring it up for me to look at.”

Chen Lei brought the papers up; Zhao Mingzhu flipped the pages with a face of excitement, as if she had found evidence of Li Muyang cheating.

As she continues to look her face turned green. She clenched Chen Lei's papers, threw it away and scolded: “Lei Chen, do you have a pig's brain? The first main question and the third question I've went over countless times before, it is clear that these are give away questions, and yet you still give me a wrong answer, do you have any memory at all? Do you want to go to university? Take it back and do it again. ”

Chen Lei picked up the papers from the floor. His face was bright-red as he ran back to his seat.

Zhao Mingzhu scanned the audience and asked: “Is there anyone who finish their test? It doesn't matter if you haven't answered two or three questions—”

No one replied.

“Not one single person?” Zhao Mingzhu's face became increasingly ugly.

Li Muyang stood up.

He pushed the chair back, step-by-step walked towards the platform.

“Li Muyang, what do you want? “Zhao Mingzhu said aloud in a harsh voice.

“Don't bother. “Li Muyang said in a low voice.

He walked up to the platform, and stood next to Zhao Mingzhu shoulder to shoulder.

He grabbed an unwritten test paper on the table, took Zhao Mingzhu's pencil that she used to grade paper and began to answer.

Zhao Mingzhu eyes moved around, the muscles on her face twitched.

This guy doesn't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is, he dared to answer on the spot?

Just as Zhao Mingzhu had thought, Li Muyang stood by her side; his body slightly bent over, and wrote genuine answers on a blank piece of paper.

Sha Sha Sha—

He moved his pen up and down, rarely lifting his wrist.

One question after another was overcome, blank parts of the papers was filled up little at a time.

The cla.s.sroom was in complete silence.

No one spoke, no one answered, no one even made a sneering expression on their face.

Everyone looked up at the platform at Li Muyang who was focused on answering, they were about to witness a miracle, and will also witness Li Muyang's innocence.

The bell rang, no one left, and the cla.s.s continued.