"I can't get my paper done." Mengmeng pressed her temples and then looked up with hopeful eyes, "Do you know how to write it? Could you help me?"
Although having someone else write for you isn't exactly ethical...
But the defense is tomorrow, and if she doesn't finish it, she's done for.
"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Zhao Xue immediately looked troubled and hesitated for a long time before she managed to speak weakly, "Madam... Wha, what is a thesis?"
Seeing that she didn't even know what a thesis was, Mengmeng immediately felt a wave of fatigue and didn't bother explaining, simply waving her hand, "Never mind, I'll just wait for Gu Zhihan to come back and help me write it."
"Oh."
Zhao Xue walked away, head hung in shame.
Then her fingers involuntarily tightened.
Was she just looked down upon?
If she had had good parents and a good family like her, would she have dropped out of middle school to work in the city, unaware of what a thesis was?
