In the next few years, with the accumulation of knowledge, Hou Zhuang Zhi Yu also graduated, and they would have more advantages to participate in assistant selection.

It's just that I have no chance to pity those senior students.

If you hook your lips.

Zhuang Zhiyu is a doctor?

She did not know how much blood stained hands, when a doctor is afraid that will let more deaths and injuries?

"Don't lose heart that Dr. Whitehead's quota has not been set." If you comfort me.

Huang Xiaoyi shook her head. "It's impossible. Although the application form is submitted on the spot every year, it has to pass through the hands of several professors. The application form will be handed over to the doctor, and then the doctor will be interviewed and selected."

That is to say, their application forms couldn't reach Dr. Whitehead, and they didn't even get an interview.

"Maybe this year is different." If you smile indifferently.

They are surprised. If they are optimistic, think about it. What if?

They are also through the college entrance examination to fight out to enter the t-university students, how can give up at this time.

……

The last class on Friday morning was Professor Shen's again.

If you pay special attention to the silence of the mobile phone, in advance to the classroom, everything will be found fault things are carefully noted.

It turns out that if a person tries to find fault with you, you are wrong to drink water.

"Your parents sent you here to study, not to eat and drink in class." Professor Shen glanced at if and said sarcastically in a cold voice.

If you look at the mineral water in front of you with a wooden face and ignore his words.

Professor Shen didn't expect that she could bear it so much. Nowadays, students are so face heavy that many can't listen to heavy words. Especially, girls are thin skinned. He taunted him in front of so many people. He should have run out of the classroom for a long time.

The simple class also did not speak, began to tell the classroom students the truth of life.

"Some people think that they will go to school to eat, drink and sleep, and enjoy the erosive life that they get from their bodies. Maybe she never thought about what it would be like to be kicked away by gold one day." Professor Shen coldly looked at the front row if, "the knowledge in the book is his own, even if the gold master holds it, it may not be yours."

If you raise your eyes and look at him coldly.

He said that, if he knew who was behind it.

Wei Zhiyu.

The whole school is still biting on the golden master.

It seems that she is too rigid to hold her.

Professor Shen said half a class, his tone was sharp and mean, and his eyes did not move from if.

The students sitting below complained in secret.

They came to study, and they didn't want to hear what he said, which seemed to be reasonable, but in fact he was sarcastic.

Even some people began to resent if, all blame her for destroying their good class.

If you have a keen ear, of course, you hear these complaints.

For her, she didn't want to listen to this nonsense.

After a while, Professor Shen showed no sign of stopping.

She raised her hand and stood up. "Professor Shen, would you please continue your lecture?"

"Oh, why, is someone guilty?" Professor Shen sneered, "if anyone can't get used to my class, he can go out. I don't care about the personal feelings of one or two students."

If you say, "If Professor Shen is talking about my rumors, I must state that I have no gold master. Please do not preach with rumors in class."

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