Fast Travel: Strategies and Counter-Strikes

Chapter 92 The Graduation Season Arrives

Ming Hua wiped away the tears that were about to fall with her hands, trying to expel the uncontrollable emotions from the bottom of her heart.

What was that just now...

Why just the appearance of a vague shadow gave her severe palpitations.

She put her hand on her chest, and the steady beating sound made her feel a little more real, and she gradually calmed down.

"Are you okay?" Lin Xi stepped out of the driver's seat, walked over with concern, bent over, and observed her face.

Ming Hua put down her hand, smiled and said, "It's all right."

Lin Xi frowned, "I'll take you to the hospital later."

"no need."

Lin Xi's attitude became tougher. He watched Ming Hua's face turn pale inch by inch, thin beads of sweat accumulated on his forehead, and he said in an irritable tone, "No, I don't worry about your current state."

Ming Hua took a deep breath and kept a little distance from him. "I'm fine. I'll take a rest in the instructor's office after handing in the paper. I'll trouble you to wait here."

After saying that, Ming Hua frowned and stubbornly walked into the Finance Department building alone.

Lin Xi looked at her figure from a distance, and sighed. The admonition just now seemed not entirely for the purpose of strategy. For a moment, he seemed to be really worried about this woman.

Stubborn and cold, alone, like...

She was out of tune with the world that originally belonged to her.

As for the attack rate of 4 points, Lin Xi really didn't understand how it came about. His operation seemed to be quite routine, just talking about love and trying to please the girl.

It's really unbelievable.

Minghua suppressed his emotions and walked all the way to the floor where the tutor was. Supervisor Lin was making a cup of tea as usual, sitting at the desk, and seeing Minghua coming, the glasses under the lens were smiling.

"Hello, teacher, I will hand over the final draft to you. The format and content have been modified according to the discussion with you." With that, Ming Hua took out the final draft from the portfolio.

Instructor Lin smiled kindly and said, "Very good, very good. In fact, the teacher saw the first draft you wrote before and it was very good. I wonder if it is because of your senior brother's good teaching. Your first draft is very amazing."

Mentioning Shen Jin, Ming Hua was slightly taken aback. She had indeed read a lot of materials that Shen Jin gave her, but they basically didn't use them in the thesis, and she didn't even ask him for help.

After all, she had revised this paper no less than a hundred times every time it went back and forth.

The teacher naturally has nothing to say about something that has been carefully crafted.

"After two days, the final draft will be sent to the college for plagiarism check, and the defense will be in about ten days. I will notify you then." Supervisor Lin gently instructed a few words, then suddenly remembered something, and proposed After a while, "You have to prepare well for the defense. I heard that one of the first batch of students in our college did not prepare well for the defense. He directly asked for an extension of the school year and is arguing with the college."

Because the finance department of Minghua University is a sought-after major, many classes are opened every year to cultivate many students, so every graduation season, there are not enough teachers in charge of defense, so they often defend in batches.

"Has the graduation defense become more difficult this year?" Ming Hua didn't seem to have encountered such a situation last time.

"No, it seems that among the newly recruited teachers, there is a particularly powerful teacher, who can be regarded as a genius. Even an old professor like me feels inferior." When Teacher Lin said this, his expression was warm, It is admiration from the heart.

Minghua nodded and bowed to Teacher Lin, "Okay, I will definitely prepare well, thank you teacher."

After talking with Teacher Lin, Ming Hua walked out of the office door, the phone vibrated appropriately, just when Ming Hua guessed if it was another strange number, the caller ID showed Yu Yang's new number.

"Hello." Minghua answered the phone without knowing it.

Yu Yang's usual loud voice and excitement broke into his ears, "Ah, Huahua! It's not good, it's not good!"

(End of this chapter)