Gu YunCi smiled gently and said with embarrassment, "It would not be difficult, except my hand was injured a few days ago and I cannot even hold a pen now."
"Gu YunCi, you're just scared and guilty!" Bai Qianqian glared at her coldly.
"I have a medical report right in my bag, do you want to see it?" Gu YunCi grew under the influence of her mother Zhou Mantong from a young age, naturally her ability to scheme was profound.
"Student Gu YunCi has injured her hand, this method won't work. Gu Qingxin, if you have no other way to solve this, you may leave this school now." The principal glared coldly at Gu Qingxin, angered that a mere student had dared to upset the balance he held.
"You're hurt, but I am not. I can scribble an exact replica, and we only need to send it to an expert for authentication, it will prove whether they were produced by the same person or not."
