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Zhang Yanyan's words were extremely blunt.

Many people looked at each other with blank faces.

The classroom fell into an awkward, almost suffocating silence.

Everyone here was participating in the physics competition, so they all knew what Zhang Yanyan meant by this.

There was something fishy about Ye Ci's preliminary round results.

In fact, Zhang Yanyan was not the only one who had doubts about this.

Everyone had spent all this time around each other, so they all knew each other's level.

Obviously, Ye Ci was an anomaly in this winter camp.

Everyone was suspicious about her performance, but no one had been as direct as to say it.

If it had not been for Ye Ci's attitude, Zhang Yanyan would not have put her on the spot.

Ye Ci gritted her teeth and quickly walked forward to grab her paper from the other girl's hand.

The girl was startled as she was caught off guard, but Ye Ci did not care.