Support you lost your horse [E-sports]

The gift was placed in the most conspicuous place, and Chu Junhang relied on it to play with his mobile phone when he was free.

Jing Yan looked at the little boss who was almost fused with the doll, and said helplessly.

"Is it okay to eat seafood pot at noon?"

"Okay—" a lazy voice floated in from outside the balcony.

He was the one who bought the gift, and he was the one who gave the gift. Why didn't you see Chu Junhang holding him every day and not letting go?

Uncle Jing felt a little unbalanced.

Today, my aunt has something to ask for leave, and neither of the two members of the family like to eat the takeaway nearby, so I can only show my skills through hard work.

"I'm going out to buy soup and seafood, do you want to go with me?"

The green head arched and said, "I don't want to move."

"Well, stay at home obediently and don't run around."

Perhaps it was the soft fluff that made Chu Junhang drowsy, rather than awake.

Jing Yan actually saw the little boss raised his hand and waved at him.Accompanied by a soft "bye".

-

Arriving at the supermarket, Jing Yan went straight to the fresh food section, first picked up a few catties of lively prawns and freshwater prawns, then turned around to see that there were fresh dragon fish beside him, and bought two.

Then there are shellfish, scallops, razor clams, sea cucumbers, abalones, crabs, lobsters...everything he saw.

The soup base of the seafood pot is ready, but the shabu-shabu dishes are still lacking.There are still some frozen beef rolls left at home, you can buy some fresh beef, cut into beef cubes, marinate the beef strips and put them in the pot.

Just as Jing Yan was thinking, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly started to vibrate.

"It's all packed."

The salesperson had a good attitude and said kindly: "You can go to the rest area and make a phone call, and we will send it to you after the package is finished."

Jing Yan nodded, frowned, answered the phone, and walked towards the rest area.

"Mr. Fu, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Xiaojing, you must come to school now."

The voice on the other side sounded serious and a little angry.

"It's about the midterm exam, and all the instructors are here."

Jing Yan looked at the salesperson over there who was still busy packing, and said, "Teacher Fu, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted hastily.

"Hey, Teacher Koi!"

"I know you're on leave today."

"But the matter is important, you can't come if you don't come!"

Jing Yan was a little inexplicable.

He kept saying "the matter is serious", but he didn't say what it was.

Seeing that Jing Yan still wanted to evade, Teacher Fu finally let go of his official airs and said, "Let me tell you the truth, we received an anonymous report——"

"Someone cheated on the midterm exam."

"Anonymous?" Jing Yan's expression was unclear.

"The office is still checking, so all the instructors are called together to discuss how to deal with this matter."

From Teacher Fu's tone, it seems that he has already determined that some students are indeed cheating.

"Which class is it from?" Jing Yan tried to formulate the words.

Teacher Fu didn't have so many scruples about Jing Yan.

"Teacher Xiaojing knows him."

"Chu Junhang from Class 2."

The other end of the phone was still chattering, and Jing Yan had no intention of listening.

It is impossible for the little boss to cheat, and he knows this better than anyone else.The sudden increase in grades was only because Chu Junhang did not intentionally make wrong questions and control the scores.

Jing Yan thought about it for a second, but felt wrong again, and asked, "Is it the clues provided by the whistleblower?"

Teacher Fu was silent for a moment.

"If there is a report, we have to investigate and we must be responsible for every student."

Jing Yan was speechless.

It turned out that it was only the beginning of the investigation.Without even evidence, it is really "responsible" to judge Chu Junhang cheated subjectively.

He wants to see how the office handles this matter.

"I'm going to school right away."

"Alright, be safe."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Yan immediately dialed Chu Junhang's number.

"Hey?"

"Xiaohang, don't go out later, anyone who calls you will never answer, understand?"

Jing Yan ran to the counter and asked the salesperson if he could deliver to the door.

"Yes sir, please leave your address, phone number, and expected delivery time."

Jing Yan nodded, picked up a pen and filled out the delivery form.

"Ah, what do you mean?" Chu Junhang asked.

Jing Yan didn't want him to know what happened at school, so he kept it vague.

"I asked someone to deliver the bought seafood to my home and wait for me at home."

"Oh, oh..." Chu Junhang looked at the phone that had been hung up in confusion, and rubbed his face against the warm belly of the doll.

Opened the app and continued to swipe Flame's highlights. After watching for a few minutes, another call came in.

Zhao Chengcai?

Chu Junhang pressed "hang up" without hesitation.

Who knew that Zhao Chengcai seemed to be insane, making call requests one after another without giving people a chance to breathe.

Chu Junhang simply blocked his number directly.

He thought that the world would be clean in this way, but he didn't expect that this was just the beginning.

Countless numbers from unknown origins crowded into his mobile phone at such a high speed and frequency that it was too late for him to be blocked.

Chu Junhang was furious, released Zhao Chengcai's number from the blacklist, and took the initiative to call back.

"If you are sick in your brain, go and treat it." He shouted the moment the connection was made.

"Hoo, hoo..." Zhao Chengcai panted heavily, "Why didn't you answer the phone?"

There was a weird excitement in his voice.

"The school notified you to refresh your student card, bring your ID card to register."

Chu Junhang suddenly remembered Jing Yan's words.

He raised his vigilance and clicked on all the class groups, but he didn't see any relevant notices.

"Why don't I know, there is no message in the group."

"Of course you can't see it."

In a certain corner of the campus, Zhao Chengcai curled up, hiding in the shadows.

Chu Junhang didn't dare to answer the phone, he felt guilty, he panicked!

He must be cheating!

The office has started to investigate the anonymous report, and he must record Chu Junhang's own confession of cheating and submit it as evidence.

With trembling excited hands, he sent a text message to Chu Junhang.

[Zhao Chengcai: I will send the form to your WeChat, print it out and fill it out, and I will wait for you in the electronic reading room of the library. 10:13]

The form was forged by him, and the renewal of the student card was also fake.

But everything he did was to find out those who corrupted the atmosphere of the school and class.

"I'm not wrong, this is not counted as deceit..." Zhao Chengcai kept hypnotizing himself.

-

When Jing Yan rushed to the office, it was indeed as Teacher Fu said, it was full of teachers, as well as the leaders of the college.

Because of Chu Junsheng, no one objected to Jing Yan's late arrival.

Teacher Fu cleared his throat.

"My class received an anonymous report that some students cheated in the midterm exam."

"Midterm exams, including quizzes at all levels, are related to scholarship rankings. Our Faculty of Liberal Arts has always followed the principle of 'study with integrity' to educate and guide students.

"The college has zero tolerance for cheating, and once it is found out, it will never be tolerated."

Jing Yan sat on the side seat, tapping his knees with his fingers.

"If you really want to investigate, you can't do it anonymously," said a teacher.

"Then what's the point of reporting anonymously?" another teacher retorted.

Without evidence, it is impossible to judge what is right and what is wrong.

This is a more serious problem if someone maliciously frames someone anonymously.

"I have an idea." Jing Yan raised his hand to signal.

"Check the monitoring first, and if no problem can be found, then check the identity of the whistleblower."