Chapter 133: Like a Standard Exam Answer


    Trantor: 549690339


    Without thinking, Jessi Whitman blurts out, “Impossible! How could a piece of crap like Xaviera Evans score full marks? You must be mistaken! Not a hundred points, but one point!”


    A ssmate hands the paper to someone next to him, “I didn’t read it wrong, it’s clearly a hundred points. If you don’t believe me, take a look for yourselves.”


    At this point, Mag Evanses to her senses. She tests the waters by saying, “My sister scored a hundred points? Could she have cheated? I remember that schools in the countryside don’t pay much attention to English. And my sister has never been abroad, how could she possibly know English trantion?”


    Jessi seems to have found an excuse, echoing loudly, “That’s right, it must be like that! A useless woman like Xaviera Evans who came from the countryside, how could she possibly know trantion!”


    Mag takes a deep breath, seemingly unable to ept this fact, her face pale as she apologizes to everyone, “I’m sorry, fellow ssmates. I didn’t expect my sister to do something like this. Cheating is such a despicable act. Therefore, the bet can’t be considered as a victory for my sister, the winner remains Jessi


    Whitman ”


    As she finishes speaking, she looks at Xaviera with a pained expression, making it seem like it took her great determination to say those words.


    Xaviera raises an eyebrow. These two are amazing, harmoniously cing the cheating hat on her head.


    However… cheating? They really have no brains.


    Xaviera knocks on the table, reminding them, “You’re saying I cheated? I want to ask, have you lost your memories? I’m the only one in the entire school who scored full marks, who could I have copied from?”


    Jessi’s face reddens, “You must have copied a bit from this person and a bit from that person, allowing you to score full marks!”


    “Jessi, stop talking nonsense.”


    Someone can’t stand it any longer and stands up for justice, “Foreign literature trantions have individual characteristics. If Xaviera really did giarize, the teacher grading the exams would have discovered it, without you needing to say anything.”


    Everyone has different trantion habits. If someone copies from one person, it’s somewhat forgivable. But if they copy from several people, it doesn’t make sense, because it’s like sewing pieces of fabric with different colors together and iming it’s the same color.


    As college students, they can also judge thenguage style of the papers. Several students take Xaviera’s paper, examining andmenting, “It’s really a perfect score! The wording here is so sharp, I never thought this sentence could be tranted this way!”


    “Wow, a true genius is a true genius, I feel like I’m looking at a standard exam answer sheet. ”


    “I don’t know why, but I think the standard answer provided by our school might not be as good as Xaviera’s trantion. Just look at her choice of words and phrasing. She perfectly captures what the author originally wanted to express, something that ordinary trantors can’t achieve.”


    Xaviera’s paper immediately attracts a group of eager students analyzing and sighing at the gap between people.


    After sighing, they look up at Jessi, “Geniuses are different from certain people, geniuses speak through their abilities, not like some people who, when they find out someone’s scored better than them, use the person of cheating.”


    “Cheating? With the level of this paper, unless the author of the original text came to help Xaviera cheat, I can’t imagine which student in our school could express the original meaning so precisely and sharply.”


    “Yeah, giarism? Hahaha, what qualifications do I have for Xaviera to giarize? Based on my trantion that makes no sense at all?”


    “Only those who have seen Xaviera’s paper won’t say she giarized. Those who im she giarized must have had their brains eaten by zombies.”


    Jessi’s face turns a shade of dark green, a mix of indignation and anger boiling in her heart.


    Mag bites her lip, she’s not willing to give up either. The opportunity to humiliate Xaviera is so close, yet she watches the chance slip away. How could she swallow that!


    But she knows that arguing now won’t lead to a good oue. These students believe Xaviera Evans’, the bitch’s grades are genuine, and they refuse to admit she got them by copying. If Mag opposes them, it will only make her feel worse and even make the students think she has abnormal ideas.


    So she can only pretend to be magnanimous, pulling Jessi’s arm, “Queena, let’s go first. My sister scored full marks this time, I have to go home and tell my parents, they will surely be very happy when they hear.”


    Jessi initially wants to say something, but after hearing Mag’s words, she remembers the bet between her and Xaviera. If Xaviera scored a hundred points, then the person who has to kneel down is her, right?


    She will never kneel before that bitch!