Match Point

"...The final submission time for final papers is next Friday at 6:00 p.m. western time. If you miss the time, even if it is 6:01 p.m. Take advantage of it and tell me about six o'clock in the afternoon in London."

"besides!"

"Please pay attention to the specific requirements of the thesis. Both the research questions and research methods must be written! If you are still unsure, just ask the teaching assistant by email. I don't accept any excuses. Yes, you heard it right, and now I am frightened Those students, I am talking about you."

"Very well, get out of class is over. Also, I wish you a Merry Christmas in advance!"

swish swish.

swish swish.

The class is over. Normally, the students leave the classroom like a flood, leaving only the professor and teaching assistants to sort out the materials and courseware used in the classroom; but today is different, the professor is the first to pack up and leave in strides, while the students Stay in the lecture theater and chatter.

"...How many pages are required for the dissertation?"

"What about the references?"

"Reading list, who can share the reading list with me?"

"Wait, is the professor serious?"

"I heard that the failure rate of this course last semester was 13.6%. Not only our college, but the whole school is well-known."

"Oh, God! I'm done."

"What to do? I haven't started yet."

"The Christmas party may be going to be reimbursed."

"It's okay, just pass the class neatly and retake it next year, then you can have a good time at the party next week."

"Go away! Fuck you!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

The students couldn't hold back their emotions and whispered to each other.

The class just now is the last class of "Journalism and Communication" this semester. The next thing is to submit the final paper as the exam content of the first half of the semester, and then usher in the Christmas holiday.

Thankfully there are no extra paper exams.

But the problem is that the requirements for the final paper of this course are very strict. Many of the students skipped classes during the semester, and members of different sports teams felt the urgency when they wanted to cram. Feeling like a headless chicken even if you want to work hard, you don't know where to start.

The teaching assistant, who is usually empty and unattended, is now surrounded by a large group of students, and the tension floating in the air is like a tongue of fire licking the surface of the skin; and those outstanding students who have always studied hard They packed up their things and left the classroom unhurriedly, obviously already confident about the thesis.

Gao Wen also left the classroom with the surging crowd. He hadn't moved away when a voice calling his name came from behind him. When he turned around, he could see Macdonald standing by the door.

"Hey Mike."

Gao Wen took the initiative to greet him, and gave Macdonald a hug, with a smile in his eyes.

"Why did you leave get out of class early? Didn't you mean to meet directly in the gym?"

Macdonald smiled, "We have already finished the final exam early, so I will come directly."

"Wow, how was the exam?" Gawain asked with a smile on his face. While talking, he and Macdonald followed the crowd out of the teaching building, and stepped into the gorgeous sunlight, the lazy golden halo completely disappeared. Not feeling the coldness of December, but still carrying the coolness of autumn and the warmth of spring, winter in California also has a charming charm.

Macdonald said modestly, "Not bad."

Although Macdonald is of mixed race, the family education environment still continues the traditional style of Huaxia—even if he tries to become a professional competitive player, he still cannot fall behind in academics, so Macdonald has always been a high-achieving student with excellent academic performance.

"What about you? I just heard at the door that your professor seems to be very strict. Are you okay?" MacDonald also asked with concern.

Gao Wen raised his eyebrows, showing a helpless expression, "Believe me, my mother is scarier than the professor."

MacDonald reacted immediately and laughed happily—the two teenagers who were born in the same culture even gave a high-five to celebrate.

Gao Wen's words were of course a joke.

In fact, his parents are not the traditional type, otherwise they would not have supported him to continue to receive tennis training; however, they still maintained some cultural habits. The act of choosing the NCAA itself was to hope that Gao Wen would have a skill and a diploma. The importance is self-evident.

Gao Wen can fully understand his parents' considerations, so even without his parents' request, he has always been very self-conscious. He never needs to worry about his studies, and his performance has always been excellent. Since I came to study in a foreign country alone in middle school, I have been strictly self-disciplined over the years.

Once again, Gao Wen cherishes the time when he can stand on the tennis court again, and also cherishes the time in class—

Only after struggling in the society can I gradually understand why the school is called an ivory tower. In the classroom, you only need to worry about how precious the study time for the exam is, and how simple and pure the relationship with classmates who are not soaked in interests is. The time of deliberation is priceless.

Returning to the classroom, in fact, most of the knowledge content has been returned to the teacher. If Gao Wen's current ability is used to prepare for the final exam, he will probably fail the course.

Fortunately, UU Reading www. uukanshu.com Gao Wen has always been self-aware, the final papers and projects have been completed early, and the preparations have been made before the arrival of rebirth, which also avoided the embarrassment of Gao Wen being in a hurry at the last moment.

Therefore, Gao Wen can relax, enjoy the classroom time and the school atmosphere, and reawaken the familiar knowledge deep in the memory that still exists, which is also a different kind of fun. Become an interesting landscape.

Whether it is Gao Wen or Macdonald, they also have a lot in common in terms of study. Although they have different departments, they often meet to study in the library. Apart from tennis, their private lives also have many intersections, which makes the two Individuals quickly become friends.

"Gao Wen...Gao Wen..."

Amidst the hustle and bustle, there was a faint call, but the direction of the source could not be determined. Seeing that Gawain and MacDonald hadn't stopped, the owner of the voice seemed to be anxious, and couldn't help calling out loudly.

"Hey, Maiden Knight!"

Shi Potian's shocking cry immediately exploded, and the eyes of the surroundings were projected curiously. There was a little sizing in the eyes, and the mouth was still chattering. The heat wave of the gossip fire could be felt in the air, and then , you can see a figure.

To be precise, it should be a girl.

A head of smooth dark brown hair fluttering gently following the running movement, skin like creamy fat, scorpion head and moth eyebrows, looking forward to shining with every frown and smile, the deep facial features outline the innate advantages of the mixed race, and the lightly raised corners of the mouth are like Proudly blooming roses, unrestrained and flamboyant.

Tread, Tat, a burst of accelerated sprint, long hair fluttering, as if able to catch the peony fragrance from the tip of the hair.