"Hey, I remember, it seems that you have to write a thesis for graduate school, right?"

Teacher Zeng is also a relatively good person. He graduated from Jiaotong University and has a double master's degree in philosophy and history, although these are useless now. . . .However, he also knew that graduate students had to write a dissertation in order to graduate.

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Zhan Bo wondered, "Do you want to borrow my paper to write a report? But my paper is written in English!"

Teacher Zeng smiled disdainfully, "Can this stumped me, Zeng Xiaoxian? Hurry up! Please transfer the paper to me!"

"Oh..." Zhan Bo replied dully, ready to get his notebook

Just then, there was a knock on the door

Tang Hao's voice came, "Zhanbo? Zhanbo!"

Teacher Zeng panicked and accidentally pulled down a cactus, which smashed into pieces with a snap.

With a few prickly prickles on his hands, he wanted to scream, but he covered his hands and blushed to stop Zhanbo, who wanted to open the door, "Wait! Wait! Wait for me to hide!"

Zhan Bo looked at him strangely, "Ahao is not an outsider...why are you hiding?"

"If Ah Hao sees me here, go back and tell Yi Fei, she will definitely make fun of me! Wait for me to hide! It's done! I'll invite you to dinner when you're done!"

The knock on the door hurried, "Zhanbo? Zhanbo opens the door! What happened?".

The three hundred and ninety-first chapter of the text borrowed the cactus

Teacher Zeng hid under Zhan Bo's desk, stretched out a hand and made an "okay" gesture to him, then shrank back abruptly.

Zhan Bo adjusted his clothes, put on a smile and opened the door

Tang Hao almost knocked him on the face, but fortunately he stopped it in time, "Why did you open the door now? I seemed to hear something shattered just now, are you alright?"

Zhan Bo stepped aside and let Tang Hao in, "It's okay! I accidentally hit the cactus flower pot!"

Tang Hao saw a few drops of blood, looked at Zhan Bo's hand again, and nodded meaningfully, "Oh... it's fine!"

"Ah Hao, do you have something to do with me?"

"Are you nervous?"

Zhan Bo was startled, "No! No! No! Why am I so nervous when I'm "three nine zeros" hahaha..."

"I'm here to find you..." Tang Hao said and wanted to walk to the desk

Zhan Bo rushed over and stretched out his hands to stop him

Tang Hao was dumbfounded, "What do you mean?"

"What are you doing!"

"I'll use your notebook!" Tang Hao was speechless, pulled him away with one hand and continued walking, "What do you think I want to drop you?"

Zhan Bo came back to stop him, "No way!"

"No? What's wrong with you today? Oh..." Tang Hao suddenly looked like he was enlightened, and then patted Zhanbo on the shoulder, "Young man! I understand! I'm so angry! But this kind of thing doesn't come around often. , it will hurt the body!"

Zhanbo is confused

Tang Hao saw that he didn't move, and pushed him out directly, "Go to my place! There is something wrong with the company's website, go and see if it can be repaired! When it's done, invite you to dinner!"

"stop!!!!"

With a roar, Teacher Zeng got out from under the desk

"Mr. Zeng, why are you here?" Tang Hao's eyes turned around on the two of them.

"Uh... Ah Hao, don't get me wrong! Teacher Zeng is here..."

Zhan Bo said that Teacher Zeng, who was rushed over halfway, forcibly covered his mouth, "I'm here to borrow a cactus!"

Tang Hao found that Teacher Zeng's hand covering Zhanbo's mouth was dripping blood, and pointed out, "Mr. Zeng... Would you like to bandage it first?"

"No! I'll go back with a cactus in a while!"

"Oh...why did you borrow the cactus to hide under the table?" Tang Hao asked curiously

"This... this..."

"Oh, it's alright!" Zhan Bo pulled away Teacher Zeng's evil hand and wiped the blood on his mouth "Bah, bah, bah! What's the smell... Isn't it just to borrow a paper? It's like being a thief. What!"

Teacher Zeng covered his face with his bloodless hand, it was over!It's all over!My brother's first name. . .

"Oh..." Tang Hao understood, "Is it for the purpose of writing a report? What's the point?"

When Teacher Zeng heard this, his eyes lit up, "You don't tell others about it, do you?"

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When Teacher Zeng heard this, his eyes lit up, "You don't tell others about it, do you?"

"Of course not!"

In fact, it's not easy for Mr. Zeng. With two majors in philosophy and history, he can either be a teacher or an archaeologist, but he chose this kind of job to help people solve emotional problems in the middle of the night. . .

This is not to say that this job is not good, but the profession is seriously wrong!

Moreover, the leader also asked him to write a special report, how to write?Could it be the birth and destruction of the Qin Dynasty?Or write where did I come from?Which came first, the egg or the chicken?

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