Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl
Chapter 402 - 393: The Punishment is Too Light_2

Chapter 402: Chapter 393: The Punishment is Too Light_2

"The school has really done enough for her; why does she still want to grab all the limelight?"

"I’m just saying, Jiang Zhe brought so much honor to our school and made us proud. Is it really interesting for everyone to gossip about her like this?"

"Anyway, it’s not me who’s being criticized by reporters and TV stations. Jiang Zhe got herself into trouble; let her deal with it."

Zhang Lingling let a smile emerge.

As she was secretly pleased, someone came looking for her: "Zhang Lingling, Professor Tan wants you to come over."

Zhang Lingling was somewhat uneasy but could only go to Professor Tan’s office.

In the office, Jiang Zhe was already there, standing nonchalantly waiting for Zhang Lingling.

Zhang Lingling took the initiative: "Professor Tan, is there something you need me for?"

"The Xinglin Cup competition and Jiang Zhe’s interview were both under your coordination. Did you send Jiang Zhe to the Xinglin Cup?" Professor Tan asked seriously.

"Professor Tan, it wasn’t me. I didn’t do anything."

"Then how did Jiang Zhe end up at the Xinglin Cup venue? It was a live broadcast; once she was there, at that spot, she had no way out. She had to keep up with the questions and completed the competition. She was deliberately pushed to that spot!"

Zhang Lingling argued, "Professor Tan, such presupposition is unfair to me. Yes, I’m a student council executive and was in charge of both matters. But I can’t control which student has their own ulterior motives.

You’re assuming I deliberately sent Jiang Zhe to the wrong spot, but why not assume that Jiang Zhe herself wanted the spotlight, so she ignored the arrangement of the entire competition and the substitute student, taking that spot herself? Because it was live, no one asked her to step down?

Couldn’t this be interpreted as Jiang Zhe wanting to participate in the competition herself? The substitute student who was displaced by Jiang Zhe wasn’t willing, has anyone cared about his feelings? Why couldn’t it be possible that the substitute would have performed better than Jiang Zhe if he had gone on stage?"

She seemed even more righteous than Professor Tan.

Professor Tan’s voice was stern: "Are you certain that this has nothing to do with you?"

"Of course, I’m certain. What good would it do me? I admit that Jiang Zhe is very talented and that the school will stand by her side no matter what happens, but I hope the school would treat all of us equally when dealing with these matters."

She stared at Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe’s slender and fair fingers were calmly twirling a cellphone.

The phone danced at her fingertips, light as if weightless, as she deftly played with it.

Suddenly, Jiang Zhe pocketed the phone in her palm: "Was it my own decision to go to the competition venue?"

"I don’t know what you were thinking. If you wanted to join the competition, you could have applied in advance. Given your grades, the school wouldn’t have refused. But you took the spot of a substitute student at the last minute; that in itself is wrong. And now you’re trying to put the blame on me, that’s even worse. Jiang Zhe, we’re roommates, and I don’t want to see things like this either, but I absolutely can’t accept an injustice being thrust upon me."

Zhang Lingling occupied the moral high ground, sounding very certain.

Jiang Zhe smiled, unlocked her phone, and directly played a recording.

— "Jiang Zhe, the interview is over here. After you enter, go straight to the stage; there’s an empty spot there, just take that spot."

— "Where?"

— "The crowded side, walk in, yes, over there where there are several people, take the seat in the empty spot."

The crowded place, empty seat, Zhang Lingling’s voice was clear and distinct.

Obviously, the spot she mentioned was not for interviews.

Since Jiang Zhe was the only one being interviewed, there was no crowd and no need to take an empty spot.

Jiang Zhe, being a freshman, might not understand the difference.

But Zhang Lingling was a junior and had handled such work many times; she definitely knew the difference between the competition venue and a separate interview venue.

Clearly, she had intentionally misled Jiang Zhe to the competition venue.

Panic flashed in Zhang Lingling’s eyes; she hadn’t expected Jiang Zhe to have recorded at that time.

That moment was so sudden, she had not foreseen tripping up Jiang Zhe at that point.

It was a split-second decision she made.

And in that moment, Jiang Zhe recorded the conversation, saving it as evidence.

She looked at Jiang Zhe in disbelief.