Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1298

What?

An exam that took the rest of them a grueling hour to finish, Juniper breezed through in fifteen minutes?

Was the world glitching, or had they all collectively lost their minds?

Furthermore, judging by the footage, she had been entirely focused on the paper the whole time.

Both hands remained visible on the desk. Absolutely nothing suspicious.

And exactly fifteen minutes in...

She put her pen down, buried her face in her arms, and slept until the bell rang.

She didn't even have a window of opportunity to cheat.

But still...

How could she possibly get a perfect score?!

They understood the evidence, but their brains refused to process the reality.

"I don't believe it." Taking a massive blow to his ego, Leland shook his head violently, his eyes bloodshot. "Professor, don't you find this completely absurd?"

It was definitely a little unorthodox.

Dawson tightened his lips, his gaze drifting to the remarkably calm girl beside him. "Juniper, first of all, I absolutely vouch for your character."

Anyone whom Professor Tucker proudly referred to as 'Little Master' certainly wouldn't have a flawed moral compass.

But still...

Even he was dying to know how she had mastered it all so quickly to get a flawless score.

"Secondly..."

"Don't you just want proof?" Juniper interrupted him smoothly. A faint smirk lifted the corner of her mouth as she drawled, "If I can prove it right now, you run ten laps around the track yelling 'I'm an idiot.' Deal?"

"Me?" Leland pointed at himself, his face twisting into an ugly scowl.

Terrified of missing a mistake, the students practically tore open their own books to follow along. Every single syllable perfectly matched the printed text.

Professor Dawson stood by the podium, looking completely unfazed on the outside, while his internal monologue was screaming in triumph.

Ahhhhhh!

He knew he hadn't misjudged her!

Juniper Payne was a bona fide genius!

Halfway through the page, she abruptly stopped and shot Leland a mocking look. "If I only recite this one, you're just going to accuse me of memorizing it ahead of time to cheat, right?"

Leland's brain was practically short-circuiting. He couldn't even process a response.

"Professor, mind if I borrow your laptop?" Juniper pulled the computer closer, navigated to a massive digital library database, and turned the screen toward a girl on her left. "This database contains every medical textbook from the undergrad to the doctoral level. Pick any book, tell me the page number, and I'll recite it."

"Huh?" The girl, who had actually tried to defend Juniper earlier, hesitantly grabbed the mouse, clicked a random title, and nervously squeaked out, "Thirty-five?"

"The chapter on neuronal cells?" Juniper raised an eyebrow, her voice sharp and brimming with confidence.