Yu Xiaoyan shook her head fearfully, "I don't have anything in my pocket." She didn't know what the piece of paper in her pocket was, but she hadn't placed anything in there herself. The paper had appeared inexplicably; it definitely couldn't be just scrap, and was very likely the cheat sheet she had prepared to frame Song Yan Ning with.
"Take it out!" Teacher Gao's face darkened.
Yu Xiaoyan bit her lip and slowly pulled her hand out of her pocket, but she clenched her fist tightly, afraid to show Teacher Gao what was in her hand.
"Do I need to repeat myself?" Teacher Gao's face grew even colder. This student was a huge disappointment to him; cheating herself and then falsely accusing another student, he wondered how her parents had raised her.
Yu Xiaoyan, gritting her teeth, opened her fist. Perhaps it wasn't a cheat sheet after all, and she was overthinking it.
