When the GF9 Test Subject Became His Obsession novel Chapter 78

“Holy shit! It really was from the question bank. No wonder!”

“It had to be Shiloh who leaked the questions to Serena!”

“Sequoia’s on the exam committee and never gave us anything, but Shiloh? He’s not even qualified to write test questions, and he still helped Serena cheat…”

“To beat us, Building B’s completely lost their minds!”

The moment the math scores were released, the entire senior year exploded.

“I remember the wager—whoever Serena scores higher than from Building A has to run ten laps around the track wearing a turtle shell. At this rate, Building A’s going to be wiped out.”

Building B almost marched over to Building A just to gloat.

Building A students were fuming. “That’s just one subject! Don’t get ahead of yourselves.”

But before long, new accusations started popping up on the forum.

Lilian from Class 3 posted under her real name, reporting Serena for cheating. She said they were in the same testing room, and she saw Serena copying off Kelly and the student in front of her.

Then Peyton from Class 1 jumped in with her own name, claiming most of the exam questions came from newly uploaded material in the SAT question bank. Serena must have bribed a teacher to preview them, or else there was no way she’d scored that high.

With two students making real-name accusations, Serena was once again pushed into the eye of the storm.

Even though some people pointed out that the new SAT questions didn’t come with official answers yet, so what could she have copied?

Others noted that when comparing Kelly’s paper to another student’s, neither got the last problem right—but Serena did.

But people only believe what they want to believe. The forum turned into a brutal war zone.

“Serena, don’t listen to them. They’re just jealous!”

Serena showed no reaction. She opened the school forum and posted a message:

“According to Article N of national law, those who spread falsehoods that result in financial or reputational damage to others may be held legally accountable. In minor cases, this may result in fines or detention; in severe cases, imprisonment.”

For a moment, the forum fell silent.

The next second, both real-name posts vanished.

The moment after that, the comment section of Serena’s legal post exploded. Hundreds of replies rolled in within ten minutes.

“Holy crap! She’s threatening us! She’s literally threatening us with her real name!”

“Lilian! Peyton! Don’t let her intimidate you—stand up and fight!”

Serena didn’t bother reading them. She updated her post with one line: "If you want to accuse me, bring evidence."

One teacher muttered bitterly, “Mr. Raymond, this is the student you trained? And you’re still trying to become a top educator? What a joke.”

First period in the afternoon was physics. When Raymond walked into the classroom and saw the students in the back playing games on their phones, his eyebrows practically flew off his face.

What made it worse was that while he lectured, dry-mouthed from speaking, the students continued doing whatever they wanted.

At least Indigo occasionally looked up during key points. But Serena? She hadn’t lifted her head once the entire class.

Raymond forced down his temper and said tactfully, “Even if you spent just half the time that Building A students do paying attention in class, your grades wouldn’t be scraping the bottom of the barrel.”

The back row remained motionless. Finally, he snapped.

“Serena! You know all of this already, is that it?”

Serena looked up, her tone cool. “Yeah. I do.”

Raymond nearly exploded. “You cheat your way into first place and now you think you’re some kind of genius? You know it? Fine. Solve this problem. If you get it right, I’ll let you play on your phone for the rest of class.”

He slammed the chalkboard hard to make his dissatisfaction known.

“You said it.” Serena set down her phone and walked up to the board. Under everyone’s watchful eyes, she picked up a piece of chalk.

Indigo actually looked up this time — just in time to see her draw a circuit diagram in a few swift strokes, then write out the solution in a few more. It all happened so fast, there wasn’t even a visible pause for thinking.

She didn’t even blink.