At the parent-teacher meeting before the National Day, the dean of academic affairs pointed to the full-score test paper with his name hidden on the projection and announced in public: "After comprehensive evaluation by the school, let us congratulate Zhang Hao for winning the scholarship." Amid the applause, he stared at me, his eyes full of warning. But I held up two test papers in front of everyone, one was the same as the one on the projection, signed Ji Zhao. The other one was Zhang Hao's nearly blank test paper. "Director Zhang, please explain why Zhang Hao takes my son's place?" My voice was as cold as ice. There was a moment of dead silence in the classroom. Director Wang's face turned pale. However, Zhang Hao's mother stood up slowly, with a face full of sarcasm: "Are you crazy because of your poverty? Stealing the original test paper and exchanging names just to get a scholarship?" I smiled, raised my phone, and a surveillance video was playing on the screen: Zhang Hao cheated in the examination room, and when the inspection teacher discovered it, he turned a blind eye. "I have backed up many copies of the surveillance." I looked at Director Zhang, "If you don't give me an explanation today, tomorrow it will be the headline."
