Chapter 66: Chapter 66: Will Come Again To Check The Result
Exactly one hour later, Qiao Meixia finally placed her pen down with a soft click. She neatly gathered all of the completed, ink-filled papers back into a precise stack, walked back over to Zhang Yong’s desk, and casually placed them down in front of him.
"I will need to have the respective subject heads mark these papers first." Zhang Yong said, staring at the surprisingly thick stack before raising his head to look at her. "Since I have to gather several busy teachers from different departments, it may take some time before the official results are ready."
"You can just tell me tomorrow." Qiao Meixia replied calmly, completely unbothered by the delay.
"Teacher Zhang, we will come back tomorrow morning to check." Jiang Suhan added, stepping in with a polite, professional smile to smooth over his sister’s bluntness.
"Oh... Alright then." Zhang Yong nodded, rising slightly from his seat.
He quietly watched the two siblings walk out of his office side by side. For some inexplicable reason, a faint, amused smile tugged at the corner of the vice principal’s lips.
The two of them truly were cut from the same cloth. Both were incredibly decisive, straightforward, and never wasted a single breath on unnecessary social pleasantries.
The moment the heavy office door clicked shut, Zhang Yong lowered his gaze back to the examination papers resting on his desk. The first booklet on top of the pile was the intensive Language and Literature examination.
However, what immediately caught his attention and made his breath hitch was not the content of the answers themselves. It was the handwriting.
Every single character was written with an astonishing, ethereal elegance and absolute geometric precision. The ink strokes were clean, perfectly balanced, and beautifully structured, resembling a piece of masterfully printed calligraphy or a high-end digital font rather than ordinary, rushed handwriting.
He had watched her writing throughout the entire hour. Her speed had been nothing short of a blur. Yet despite writing at such an incredible, breakneck pace, every single word remained perfectly neat, pristine, and exceptionally beautiful.
Just as Zhang Yong was admiring the gorgeous script with genuine amazement, a frantic, heavy knock on the office door violently interrupted his thoughts.
"Come in." Zhang Yong called out, his brow furrowing.
The administrative assistant cautiously stepped back into the office, his face pale and sweat glistening slightly on his forehead.
"What is it now?" Zhang Yong asked, immediately noticing the unusually nervous, trembling expression on his subordinate’s face. "Why are you looking so anxious?"
"Mr Zhang..." The assistant swallowed hard, his throat clicking nervously in the quiet room. "There was... There was a massive mix-up with the examination papers I handed to you earlier."
"A mix-up?" Zhang Yong’s face darkened immediately. "Are you telling me these are not all standard second-year examination papers?"
"Well..." The assistant lowered his head awkwardly, terrified of the vice principal’s wrath. "Some of them are indeed the regular second-year papers. But... because the curriculum office was reorganising the secure vaults this morning, several of the advanced booklets were accidentally mixed together into that pile. I accidentally handed you the elite papers prepared exclusively for the national Mathematics Olympiad and the Physics Olympiad."
"What?!" Zhang Yong’s eyes widened in absolute disbelief.
He immediately reached across the desk, grabbed the Mathematics booklet from the middle of the stack, and quickly flipped through several pages with trembling fingers.
Even though he was not a mathematics professor himself, his years in academia allowed him to instantly recognise that the terrifying equations, advanced calculus, and theoretical graphs printed on these pages were far, far beyond anything in the standard high school curriculum. Many of them required university-level logical reasoning and specialised Olympiad techniques.
His gaze instinctively shifted down toward the bottom of the pages, targeting Qiao Meixia’s neat ink answers.
Every single complex question... Had been completely answered. Not a single line, formula, or sub-question had been left blank. The paper was full with Qiao Meixia’s handwriting.
Vice Principal Zhang Yong slowly, carefully inhaled a deep, shaky breath, his heart hammering against his ribs. Of course, at this very moment, he still had no idea whether her answers were completely correct or just beautifully written nonsense. Only the strict mathematics and physics department heads could determine that.
However, the mere fact that a girl who claimed she had never received a day of formal schooling could confidently sit down and fill out every single high-level Olympiad question without a single moment of hesitation was already an astonishing, utterly unprecedented anomaly.
Without wasting another second, Zhang Yong immediately picked up the landline office phone with a trembling hand and called several department heads, urgently requesting them to drop whatever they were doing and come to his office as soon as possible to grade Qiao Meixia’s examination papers.
Meanwhile, Qiao Meixia and Jiang Suhan walked out of the majestic administration building side by side, their footsteps echoing softly in the grand courtyard.
"I am sorry, Qiaoqiao." Jiang Suhan suddenly stopped walking and spoke, his voice heavy.
"Huh?" Qiao Meixia tilted her head slightly in confusion, her dark, clear eyes fixed on him, clearly puzzled by the completely unexpected apology.
"I honestly thought the registration process would be simple and straightforward today." Jiang Suhan let out a helpless, self-deprecating sigh, his shoulders tensing. "I did not think things through carefully enough before bringing you here. As your brother, I should have handled everything much better."
As he spoke, a profound sense of guilt gradually filled his heart, suffocating him. His real, biological sister had suffered so much outside the family for so many agonising years. She had been deprived of everything, never even receiving a proper formal education.
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