Mr. Zhou gave the chalk to her and stepped down from the podium.
With trembling hands, Delilah began to solve the equation on the chalkboard until…
" What is this?!!!" Mr. Zhou snatched the sheet of paper in Delilah's hand. He opened it and went through it before he faced her again.
Delilah felt like her soul being sucked out of her body when Mr. Zhou snatched the sheet of paper from her, she looked extremely paled.
" I want an explanation miss Chen, what is this?" Mr. Zhou growled.
" It- it is work-workings sir, I- I wrote my workings in- in it…", she lied but Mr. Zhou didn't seem he was buying it.
He opened the paper again, they are indeed workings, and it is correct, but the handwriting doesn't comprehend one another.
Mr. Zhou keep looking back and forth, from the handwriting on the chalkboard to the one in the sheet, they are complete opposite.
Mr. Zhou crunched the sheet of paper, he was clearly mad.
" Do you take me a fool!!!" he yelled enraged, Delilah shook her head like a rattle drum, cold sweat kept running down her face and she trembled.
" Then tell me who wrote this for you", he shouted.
Delilah's lips shuddered, her eyes teared up. She hurriedly bowed her head deeply.
" I-I am sorry sir, I should not have done that, I p-promise I won't do such again…", she quickly apologized. Today really wasn't her day, Mr. Zhou is so mad at her.
" I don't need your apology, just tell me who…", before Mr. Zhou could complete his statement, a cool voice interrupted midway.
" I, sir… I was the one who wrote it for her. I am sorry sir", Fredrick stood up and bowed apologetically.