Bo Qingshan immediately caved, "I had a quarrel with my desk mate. During the mock exam this morning, even though it was he who wanted to copy my answers, I, out of friendship, showed him a few questions. But he actually snatched my test paper, and the teacher caught us red-handed. I hadn't even put my name down, and he wrote his name on my paper and handed it to the teacher, claiming I was copying from him."
Nan Jiaojiao felt like laughing but, out of humanity, she held it in.
"Then how did the teacher conclude that you were the one copying from him?"
"Because I had done several more questions on my paper, I even solved the major problems. Think about it; obviously, it's the one who did less who would copy from the one who did more, right?"
Nan Jiaojiao's lips curled into a smirk.
The more Bo Qingshan talked about it, the angrier he got, his face growing redder, "It infuriates me. What kind of person is he? Starting tomorrow, if I ever talk to him again, I'm a pig."
