Unless you have the kind of badass academic level that a great pharmacist who sweeps across the world has, you'd dare not change the notes treasured by the old professor for decades!
But Song Anjing firmly insisted that she just picked it up, and the old professor was so angry that his beard was all messed up, yet he couldn't get anything out of her.
In the end, he could only say earnestly, "Review well, memorize these materials thoroughly, and you should be able to pass the final exam."
Song Anjing: "Uh-huh."
What a coincidence, my roommate who's forcing me to study says the same thing.
==
Medical College classroom.
Once Qin Xin returned to the class, she could clearly feel a difference.
The past vibe was:
Haha, that loser with an ugly face is here again, tsk tsk.
All kinds of mocking glances wanton.
The vibe at this moment is:
"Sister Xin, are you thirsty? I'll get you some water?"
