Transmigrated into a Trashy A and Ended Up with My Grudge-filled Best Friend and My Own CP - Chapter 38

“Why are there two test papers, one full marks, one blank?”

“What’s going on? Is there a ghost?”

The Omega who had been gripping the corner of the full-mark paper immediately let go, shoving the classmate who’d made the eerie comment: “Damn, don’t scare me like that, I’m freaked out.”

The handwriting was correct, and the edges of the paper still bore the ink smudges she’d accidentally made during the exam.

Ding Moyan’s anxious mood eased slightly. She glanced sideways at where the system was located, pinching the blank test paper as she silently communicated with it: This one is mine.

[Hiss.]

[I checked again. This novel definitely doesn’t have any supernatural elements.]

[A perfect score appearing out of nowhere with the Host’s name on it. Host, do you think someone’s messing with you?]

Ding Moyan pursed her lips and replied: Unlikely. The papers were all handed out by the same person. An extra one would’ve been noticed immediately. Besides, what’s the point? A perfect score means whoever did this must be really smart.

“Student Ding Moyan, can you explain why you have two test papers?”

A voice snapped Ding Moyan out of her thoughts. She looked up to see Ding Bai.

Was it Ding Bai? But Ding Bai doesn’t seem like the type to do something this stupid.

Ding Bai shook the remaining stack of papers in her hand, her expression stern as she stared at Ding Moyan like she was looking at a criminal.

“I don’t know either,” Ding Moyan answered innocently, shrugging slightly.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ding Moyan neatly folded the blank, zero-mark paper and tucked it into her desk. She nudged the full-mark paper forward. “This one’s the extra.”

“You still haven’t explained how this happened,” Ding Bai said, rapping her knuckles against the desk, her slender index finger pointing at the bright red score on the paper.

Ding Moyan: “I don’t know. Someone else wrote this.”

“Then why would they only write your name and no one else’s?” Ding Bai sneered, determined to force an answer out of her.

“Then you should ask the person who wrote it,” Ding Moyan retorted, standing up slowly in the same languid manner as the original character, her gaze dripping with disdain as if she were looking at something filthy. “Anyone with half a brain would’ve reported this to the teacher already.”

Ding Bai’s eyes widened, her jaw clenching. She couldn’t stand that look from Ding Moyan, it always brought back those vile memories, those disgusting words. Her fists tightened in anger.

“Whatever. Guess you don’t have half a brain either.”

Ding Moyan wasn’t exaggerating Ding Bai really wasn’t the sharpest sometimes. The way she was handling this was just ridiculous. She clicked her tongue softly.

“You!” Ding Bai’s neck flushed red with fury.

“Big bro, big sis, what’s everyone gathered here for?” Ye Ye slurped her milk tea, one arm linked with Yu Sisi as she prepared to head to the next classroom to find Ding Bai. But when she saw the entire class huddled together, she dragged Yu Sisi into the crowd and asked.

Her sweet-talking “big bro, big sis” instantly lightened the tense mood.

“It’s just that Ding Moyan suddenly ended up with two test papers.”

Someone else chimed in: “Yeah, one full marks, one blank with a zero. Super weird.”

“Of course, since Ding Moyan took the blank one, the full-mark paper must be the extra.”

“Don’t worry, we can protect you.” A few alphas in the class tried to act cool and brave as they crowded around Ye Ye and Yu Sisi.

“Oh?” Ye Ye seemed intrigued by this. She tilted her head slightly and cutely sidled up to Ding Moyan.

Noticing Ding Bai’s nearly fuming expression, she wisely refrained from immediately engaging with Ding Moyan. Instead, she picked up the full-score test paper that had caused such a stir with interest.

The name on the paper was Ding Moyan, and the class was also Ding Moyan’s.

The test was filled out completely, every word and sentence, but it looked strangely familiar.

When she flipped to the last two major questions, Ye Ye’s expression froze.

The earlier questions had standard answers in the textbook, but the last two were open-ended thinking questions with no single correct answer.

Because the content involved military matters, Ye Ye had written her answers with particular care so much so that she could practically recite them from memory.

The content written here was identical to what she had written that morning.

Ye Ye flipped through the pages several times. No wonder it had looked so familiar at first glance.

This damn thing seemed to be her own test paper.

Ye Ye bit her tongue, wincing slightly at the pain.

Damn, it really was.

The absurd scenario of writing someone else’s test had happened to her.

Ye Ye’s face flushed red and then paled, her teeth aching slightly as her left hand, holding the milk tea, stiffened.

“Ye Ye, what’s wrong?” Yu Sisi noticed her odd behavior and also flipped through the test paper.

The handwriting looked familiar, as if she’d seen it somewhere before. But whoever had answered this test must have done well possibly even the top scorer in the grade.

“I, I…” Ye Ye stammered, unsure how to respond.

“What’s with that expression?” Ding Bai, standing nearby, narrowed her eyes as a bizarre possibility occurred to her.

Ding Bai suddenly spoke in a strange tone, “Don’t tell me this is your test.”

The words instantly made Ye Ye tense up.

Seeing Ding Bai’s murderous expression, the word “No” that Ye Ye had been about to blurt out stuck in her throat.

Ding Bai’s voice rose sharply, “So it really is yours.”

The surrounding students froze for a few seconds before immediately lowering their heads and whispering, diving into their own gossip sessions.

“So the 100 was actually scored by Ye Ye from the other class.”

“What kind of horror story is this? So thrilling.”

“Thrilling is one thing, but writing Ding Moyan’s name on the test was Ye Ye so obsessed with her she couldn’t even write her own name during the exam?”

“This is so weird. How do you even write someone else’s name by mistake?”

“Guys, shouldn’t we be discussing the perfect-score test instead?”

“Nah, none of that compares to this fresh, juicy gossip.”

“Don’t stop me, I’m posting this on the official forum right now.” Someone nearby couldn’t wait, hurriedly pulling out their phone to type.

Ding Bai glanced at Yu Sisi, who was covering her mouth, and kicked her lightly. “What’s wrong with you now?”

Yu Sisi shook her head, finally realizing why the handwriting had seemed so familiar. She then turned to Ye Ye with mock seriousness. “Sorry, Ye Ye, but let me laugh first.”

Without waiting for Ye Ye’s response.

“Pfft!HAHAHA!” Yu Sisi couldn’t hold back anymore. She doubled over laughing, bracing herself against the desk to keep from collapsing, completely abandoning her usual ladylike demeanor.

“Oh my god, Ye Ye, when did you change your name?” Yu Sisi was laughing so hard she started hiccuping, her words broken between breaths.

“Shut up,” Ye Ye growled through gritted teeth.

She shamefully crumpled the test paper into a ball and quickly slipped out of the classroom.

“Hey! Don’t run away!” Yu Sisi called out to Ding Bai before chasing after her.

“Ah, it seems this problem isn’t on my end.” Ding Moyan regained her composure, slowly sitting back down in her seat, her tone teasing Ding Bai’s already frayed nerves with deliberate nonchalance.

Ding Bai’s mood soured completely at the sight.

Holding the remaining test papers, Ding Bai lowered her gaze, refusing to look at Ding Moyan again as she left to continue distributing them.

[Ha ha ha ha ha!]

[Not funny, Host?]

After laughing for a long while, the system noticed its host’s lips hadn’t curved into the slightest smile. Suppressing its own mirth, it curiously inquired.

Ding Moyan tidied the small items on her desk that had been jostled by the crowd: It was funny, and I really wanted to laugh. But I’m someone who respects my job, I can’t break character in front of so many people.

Ding-ding!

A notification popped up from a small blogger Ding Moyan followed on the official website.

Picking up her water cup, Ding Moyan calmly tapped to view it. But the moment her eyes focused on the content, she nearly spat out the water she’d been sipping.

[Ding Moyan’s Paranormal Incident: The Extra Test Paper Turns Out to Be True Love!]

The post detailed exactly what had just happened. In mere minutes, the comments, reposts, and likes had already surpassed 99+.

[Ye Ye likes Ding Moyan!]

[I knew it those two definitely have something going on.]

[Ahhh, this is the ship I stan! Ye Ye’s flustered escape with the test paper was so cute.]

[No way, the school belle belongs to the President. If not, I’ll legit cry.]

[If the school belle isn’t the President’s, folks, I’m gonna lose it.]

[Replying to above: Same, I’ll lose it too.]

[Since when is Ding Moyan the President’s? She’s never said anything about this.]

[Lol, calling out the above, Ding Moyan hasn’t said it, but her personal account liked the post, okay?]

[@President]

[@President, @Ding Moyan]

[@President, hurry and claim your wife, Your Excellency! If you don’t, someone else will snatch the school belle away.]

@President?

Ding Moyan choked on her water, coughing violently. Wang Ye, seeing this, hurried over and patted her back in concern.

Still coughing, Ding Moyan frantically shut off her phone.

Wang Ye hadn’t seen the content on her phone and didn’t understand the situation. “What’s wrong? Why did you suddenly start coughing?”

“Drank too fast and choked.” Ding Moyan shook her head, flusteredly rubbing her cheeks to steady herself as she offered a random excuse.

On the way back to the dorm, Ye Ye clutched her perfect-score test paper, her expression stiff.

She walked faster and faster, as if desperate to return to her room immediately.

“Ye Ye, relax, it’s just a name mix-up. No big deal.” Yu Sisi quickened her pace too, slapping Ye Ye’s shoulder with exaggerated cheer.

“But you’re still laughing.” Ye Ye slowly turned her head and scoffed coldly.

Yu Sisi: “Sorry, I’ll stop.”

“Look on the bright side, Ye Ye, you aced the test. You’re guaranteed to impress the A+ class instructor during this division.” Yu Sisi had heard from her aunt that the last two questions were actually set by the renowned General Geyas Si’s daughter, specifically to screen students.

“I can’t think about it. This feels like the most humiliating moment of my life,” Ye Ye said, shoving the test paper into Yu Sisi’s hands. She looked up at the sky in anguish and groaned, “I wish I could just split apart crack right in half.”

Yu Sisi patted her back. “There, there.”

“Ding Moyan Number Two.”

Ye Ye’s legs suddenly felt heavy. She halted mid-step upon hearing the voice behind her, it was Ding Bai.

Ding Bai only had a few test papers left to distribute. After spending so much time together, she knew Ye Ye’s habits well whenever the girl felt angry, wronged, or embarrassed, she’d retreat to some familiar corner to sulk.

Ding Bai finished handing out the remaining papers swiftly and headed straight back to the dorm.

Ye Ye turned with a pout. “Ding Bai, what did you just say?”

“With two Ding Moyans around, we naturally need to number them,” Ding Bai replied flatly, plucking the crumpled test paper from Yu Sisi’s arms. She smoothed it out with detached precision. “To avoid calling the wrong person.

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