Chapter 503

Juniper stood before them, her gaze sweeping down over the crowd, emanating a cold light that sent shivers down their spines.
Eclara High? Everyone was confused. What did Eclara High have to do with this?
“Several of the people asking questions were teachers from Eclara High, weren’t they?” Juniper’s eyes, cold as ice, scanned the faces of a few “audience members” she was pointing to. Her voice was flat, yet it carried an innate authority. “You, you, and you. Did you think you could stump me with your obscure, tricky questions? That Eclara High could hold onto its reputation as the ‘School of Champions’? You dare pull these cheap tricks in front of me?”
“What’s the beef between Eclara High and Aurora High? Anyone have the tea?”
“I do! At the city-wide graduation gala, Aurora High beat Eclara High for first place. The Eclara students got salty and started saying Aurora kids were all brains and no brawn.”
“LOL, Juniper is settling scores on the spot. A direct hit!”
“I heard Juniper prepared all the review materials for Aurora High this year. She’s the reason their scores improved so much.”
“As an Aurora High student, I can confirm. The legend not only gave us materials, but she also tutored the teachers.”
“The student teaching the teachers? Hahaha. She’s got attitude, but she’s got the skills to back it up.”
“Eclara High, a prestigious century-old school, stooping to such dirty tactics. The questions they asked were way beyond the curriculum!”
“Eclara High has always been arrogant. This is so satisfying to watch.”
Hearing this, the crowd exchanged skeptical glances, their eyes turning to the Eclara High teachers who had been called out. No wonder the questions had seemed impossibly difficult it was deliberate. If you can’t beat them, frame them? It looked like Eclara High was about to become the next trending topic, and not in a good way. It was completely classless.
Their identities exposed, the Eclara High teachers, faces burning with shame, slipped away through the crowd.
With the cheating allegations settled, it was exactly five o’clock.
“For questions about exams, talk to the Dean. For enrollment, talk to Principal Salma.”
Leaving that final instruction,
Juniper coolly walked away from the press conference. By the time everyone registered what was happening, she had already swung a leg over a motorcycle, executed stylish fishtail and sped away from Aurora High.
Everyone was utterly stunned. A motorcycle? So cool!
“I have a question! A question!” A parent in the crowd rushed to the front hand raised high “Principal Salma, will your school’ School’s admission standards for middle and high school be going up this year?”
With the top scorer, that title alone was enough to outshine many of the top-tier schools.
“Huh?” Salma was still reeling from Juniper’s performance and didn’t immediately process the parent’s question.
“Sir,” another parent interjected
before the first could get an answer, “I heard Juniper created review materials. Is the school considering selling them? My child has their entrance exams next year. I’lbpay any price.”
“Me too!”
“Huh??” The Dean was equally bewildered.
“Principal Salma, can you tell us how you cultivated a top-scoring student?” The reporters, not to be outdone, swarmed forward.
“Principal Salma, now that your school has the top scorer and is famous, what are your future plans?”
“Principal Salma
“Mr. Dean
Their names were being shouted from all directions, like a surround-sound system.