Qiao Ze halted at the door of the dormitory, dug out his glasses case from his pocket, and put on the glasses he had gotten today before pushing the door and entering the dorm.
To his surprise, the dorm was full today; all three of them were there, lively engaged in playing a game.
"Quick, Gu, Chen, come up and catch them."
"Coming, coming..."
"Wait, okay, go!"
"Catch, catch, catch, ult!"
"Good, retreat now, Chen you're out of health, ah..."
...
Watching everyone enthusiastically playing the game, Qiao Ze felt pretty good about it.
It indicated that everyone had adjusted their mental state and should be able to face the end-of-term exams calmly.
That was great.
So he quietly moved to his seat.
He couldn't get involved in such occasions.
After all, gaming really didn't hold any appeal for Qiao Ze, it was even boring to him.
To watch little figures jump around on a tiny screen, he didn't need to download games; just downloading last year's math college entrance examination paper from the internet and staring at it for two minutes would do.
Chen Yiwen, who had just been sent back to the fountain by the enemy team, looked up and greeted him, "Back already? Huh? Why are you wearing glasses?"
"Um..." Qiao Ze thought for a moment and came up with a reason, "Actually, looking at papers can really strain the eyes too."
He couldn't say that it was just to make them feel a bit better.
Qiao Ze figured he still understood such basic human interactions.
Though he had only been in touch for three days, his roommates had actually taught him a few things.
For instance, if you want everyone to get along, it's best not to show off.
But who would have thought his words would still make Chen Yiwen silently bow his head.
The two who were engrossed in their intense game involuntarily trembled their hands.
As for going bald...
Wait until you, youngster, get into grad school, choose a challenging topic with great enthusiasm, and then can't figure it out, then you'll naturally understand.
Your journey starts at m_v le mpyr
Not to mention, he had already psyched himself up for this visit, so a little thing like this wasn't going to make him lose his composure.
"Damn, are grad students really expected to be this hardcore now? Doing a master's means publishing international SCI papers with an impact factor of no less than 4.0?" Zhang Zhou nearly leapt up.
Zhang Liwei wished he could slap himself...
He was pretending to be a grad student, so why had he blurted out the doctoral graduation requirements?
He could only vaguely reply, "Yeah, it's going to get harder and harder in the future."
He then lost interest in engaging Zack Zhou further and turned to Qiao Ze, who had been silent, smiling as he said, "You must be Qiao Ze, right? I'm stuck with my paper, and luckily today I ran into Professor Li, who said you could give me some advice. So, I specifically came with my paper to consult with you."
This time, the other three in the dorm had no trace of surprise.
After all, Qiao Ze was even able to provide feedback on professors' published works, and they had humbly accepted it. Guiding a grad student should be a piece of cake for him.
But their hearts still couldn't help but flutter.
It was too demoralizing...
Why did they have to witness this scene in the dorm?
If only I were Qiao Ze, I would be able to show off right now.
However, Qiao Ze clearly had no interest in showing off; he simply nodded calmly and then extended his hand.
While Zhang Liwei was still in shock, Gu Zhengliang couldn't hold back any longer, chiming in, "Aren't you here to ask my Qiao for advice on writing your paper? Hurry up and hand it over!"
"Oh!" Zhang Liwei came to his senses, quickly handing over the paper with the cover he had hastily changed.
Qiao Ze took the paper and started looking over it seriously.
The other three in the dorm room gathered together, whispering among themselves.
Wang Ke, alias Zhang Liwei, stood beside Qiao Ze, awkwardly staring at Qiao Ze's empty bookshelf, lost in thought.
So ashamed...
But what could he do?
Who else understands the woes of a half-baked doctorate?