Jiang Zhe looked back at her idly, his eyes, devoid of warmth, were emotionless, instilling fear in Zhang Lingling.
Zhang Lingling clenched her hands tightly, yet she couldn't muster the courage she needed.
With the situation arising so unexpectedly, Jiang Zhe had finished the competition, won the highest honor, and kept a record of the entire sequence of events, allowing no room for her to defend herself.
In a moment, the words "terrifying" sprang to her mind.
Jiang Zhe was too terrifying.
Zhang Lingling felt chills all over her body.
Professor Tan finally spoke slowly, "Zhang Lingling, is this your voice?"
Zhang Lingling's throat was tight, and she couldn't think of any other defense.
The teacher from the publicity department coughed lightly, "Then on my end, I'll communicate with the TV station first. As for the apology, have Zhang Lingling go over."
Professor Tan nodded, "Later on, send out a notice to the student council and Zhang Lingling's homeroom teacher."
