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"This is absolutely impossible! How could our team's performance be this bad?"

Zhao Nanzhi jumped up excitedly.

One second she was still immersed in the incredible achievement of the Thunderclap team, and she didn't react to her own team's result for a moment. It wasn't until this moment that she suddenly woke up and looked at her own team, which was ranked more than 100th, in disbelief.

They collected such a huge stack of pearls that they were far ahead of everyone else.

During the process of handing over the pearl, she carefully observed the other teams and found that none of them had collected as much as her team.

So how can she accept it when you say their grades are so bad?

and many more.

Could it be that……

Zhao Nanzhi wasn't stupid; she immediately realized what was happening and thought of a certain possibility. Her expression turned extremely terrified.

She looked up at Lu Xingyuan, who was standing to the side with his arms crossed. Lu Xingyuan's expression was extremely indifferent.

"Speak it out, speak it out boldly."

Zhao Nanzhi, who was about to swallow her words, blurted them out as if propelled by some force after hearing Lu Xingyuan's confirmation:

"I...I suspect our team's results were switched with those of the Thunderclap team!"

There is no other more reasonable explanation than this possibility!

And the one who started all of this was undoubtedly the high and mighty chief referee.

But why would he do that?

Just because Lu Xingyuan had just contradicted him?

Even so, he should never have tampered with the grades.

He can be harsh in his words and even arbitrarily humiliate the train conductor, but favoritism and corruption are absolutely unacceptable bottom lines.

As the chief referee, he should have upheld absolute fairness and justice.

Moreover, this is the fundamental law upon which the world of trains operates.

However, since what's done is done, there's no point in dwelling on it anymore. What you should really be thinking about is how to recover your losses.

Zhao Nanzhi's heart was pounding.

Should we directly turn against the chief referee?

If I make a big fuss, won't that be bad...? And if the other party dares to do this, does it mean they have the confidence to not be afraid of me making a scene? So if I really make a scene, will I not get any benefit and will it only make my situation worse?

What to do? What to do?

Zhao Nanzhi's eyes reddened with anxiety.

She was both afraid and unwilling.

Lang Fantian kept a close eye on Lu Xingyuan's movements.

When he saw Zhao Nanzhi so angry that she was practically flying on the spot, he couldn't help but laugh, a very bright laugh.

When he saw Zhao Nanzhi deep in thought, he understood that she had probably guessed the truth of the matter. This was normal, after all, she was the person involved and how could she not know anything about her team's performance?

But the key question is, even if you guess the truth, what can you do?

You wouldn't dare to rush up and question the head referee, would you?

I don’t need to elaborate on how fiery his temper is or how awful his attitude is, right?

All he wanted to say was that if Zhao Nanzhi really dared to do that, not only would she not get the result she wanted, but she would also get herself into a lot of trouble!

"Do you think he's too afraid to say anything?"

Thunderclap slowly spoke.

"right."

Lang Fantian nodded subconsciously, then suddenly realized something was wrong and quickly covered his mouth, but the words had already been spoken and there was no way to take them back.

A strong sense of unease suddenly arose in his heart, and he looked at Zhen Tian Lei beside him.

Don't mess with this...

"I think he dares."

Thunderclap spoke slowly, completely ignoring how ugly Lang Fantian's expression was beside him.

"If he doesn't even dare to stand up for himself, then he's not the guy I know who dares to confront me head-on."

Lang Fantian: "..."

as long as you are happy.

This once again proves that the person who knows you best is always your rival.

The instant Zhen Tianlei finished speaking, Lu Xingyuan raised his hand:

"Wait a minute!"

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to him, and they all looked at Lu Xingyuan with surprise and uncertainty.

They clearly didn't understand what a guy with such poor grades was trying to do.

"Shut up!"

Molen glanced nervously at Wen Leisha behind him, wanting nothing more than to shut Lu Xingyuan up as soon as possible.

This guy is just as unruly as expected!

"Why are you in such a hurry to shut me up? What are you afraid of?"

Oh?

Everyone present could smell the juicy gossip.

Does this mean there's some juicy gossip to be had?

It's human nature to watch a spectacle; they're all eager for something exciting, something big, so they all looked over with great interest.

"If you dare disrupt the order again, believe me, I'll cancel your score on the spot!"

Molen was visibly furious.

The most severe warning was used directly.

However, it was too late; Wenlesa behind them had already been alerted.

She had been polishing her sword, knowing that a fierce battle was about to begin between her and Lu Xingyuan.

"I will subdue you with the knife in my hand."

"Obediently bow your head to me."

"And return to me the fragments of the Void Mystery that do not belong to you."

In her view, Lu Xingyuan would certainly not throw away such an important fragment casually. He would definitely keep it and treasure it, just like she would, and would never take it out unless absolutely necessary.

Therefore, she was still able to make up for her mistakes and successfully win the teacher's favor.

Because her heart was completely devoted to Lu Xingyuan, she was extremely sensitive to his voice.

She sensed something as soon as Lu Xingyuan spoke.

She carefully wiped her sword clean and sheathed it, then hurried back to Morren's side.

The divine robe, woven with black and gold, could not conceal the lustrous sheen of her jade-like legs beneath. Those legs were long and straight, their skin as white and delicate as freshly snowed cream. Looking down, the pure white cotton socks gently gathered at the ankles, adding a final touch of tenderness to this sanctity.

"What happened?"

Although she was asking Mo Lun, her gaze was fixed on Lu Xingyuan below, and her tone was stern, carrying a questioning connotation.

She hadn't had much interaction with Lu Xingyuan, but she had a clear understanding of his character and knew that he would never cause trouble without reason.

On the contrary, Molen's character is really hard to judge.

If it weren't for his powerful connections, Wenlesa would never have wanted to share this job with him.

"It's nothing, I can handle it."

The face beneath the mask of Morren was now extremely gloomy.

If looks could kill, Lu Xingyuan would probably be dead a thousand or ten thousand times over by now!

How can this guy be so disgusting?

How dare they question the results I compiled!

This is utterly outrageous!

Moreover, even if I changed your grades, you should still accept them obediently!

After all, you deserve it!

Why don't I switch other people's grades? Why do I have to switch yours?

You should reflect on what you did wrong.

In his view, Lu Xingyuan should just accept it obediently; that would be the most perfect ending.

Standing up to question it, isn't that a sign of disrespect for authority?

You should know that he is now the symbol of the will of the train world.

It is exercising the most fundamental power in the world of trains.

To question him is tantamount to questioning the entire world of trains, isn't it?

This is utterly outrageous and unacceptable!

"You mean you can solve this by switching my grades with someone else's?"