Two days passed in a flash.
"Giant Tiger King skill analysis..."
Chen Shu sat in front of his computer, writing his graduation thesis.
In fact, Beast Tamer students were similar to Cultural students, except their knowledge points were related to beast taming.
His graduation assessment was to hunt a King-tier beast, so his thesis was naturally about the Giant Tiger King.
Just as he was engrossed in writing his thesis, his phone suddenly rang.
"Huh? Unknown number?"
Chen Shu was slightly taken aback, a hint of confusion in his eyes.
Someone had anonymously contacted him recently, wanting students to cast more votes, but Chen Shu had refused them all.
Logically, the position election had already concluded, so no one should be contacting him anymore.
"Hello?"
"Chen Shu, is it necessary to target me now?"
A resentful voice came from the other end of the phone, sounding somewhat angry but daring not to show it.
"Targeting?"
Chen Shu raised an eyebrow and said, "The Desperate Bandit targets many people. May I ask, sir, which rank are you?"
"Me! Lu Ming!"
"Lu Ming?"
Chen Shu's eyes darted around, and a spark of inspiration struck him as he recalled the person's identity.
It was the Cultural Department professor who had previously not wanted Chen Shu to join Huaxia Academy!
"How am I targeting you?"
Chen Shu said calmly, "Did I blow up your ancestral grave too?"
"Hmph!"
Lu Ming said with a touch of anger, "Not a single student voted for me. Wasn't that your doing?"
He thought Chen Shu's fame only spread among Beast Tamer students, but it turned out even students from the Cultural Department were influenced.
"What's it to me?"
Chen Shu's mouth twitched. "You're incompetent and pushing the blame onto me, aren't you!"
"How dare you say you weren't pulling strings?!"
"I'll say it again, I did nothing!"
Chen Shu pouted and said, "If I wanted to target you, would I use such civilized means? I would have nuked you long ago!"
"..."
Lu Ming's expression froze. It seemed to make some sense...
If this guy really wanted revenge, he would have probably already bagged him in urea.
Don't think that just because he was old, the other wouldn't dare. The older he got, the more excited the other seemed to become...
"I... I was impulsive..."
Lu Ming took a deep breath and quietly hung up the phone.
Ever since Chen Shu rose to prominence, he hadn't dared to cause trouble. In fact, he had wanted to apologize, but he couldn't bring himself to do it, so he tried to avoid the other party.
This time, his failure in the election was a huge blow, which made him a little impulsive...
He was nearing retirement age, and if he didn't get elected this term, he wouldn't have another chance to run.
"Sigh..."
Lu Ming sat on a long bench in the academy and sighed deeply.
A realization dawned in his eyes as he recalled Chen Shu's first days at the academy.
Who would have thought that he could grow to such heights in four years...
"Did I do something wrong..."
Regret welled up in his heart, and he eventually left with a sense of profound loss.
"He actually thought I was behind it?"
Chen Shu shook his head, no longer dwelling on it.
Lu Ming wasn't ill-intentioned; he was just too rigid and worried that Chen Shu would disrupt the academy's learning atmosphere.
However, as a professor in the Cultural Department, he had made a slight misjudgment:
Beast Tamer students and Cultural students were different. One group conducted research, while the other ventured into異空間 (yì kōngjiān -异空间) to fight enemies. They couldn't be treated the same.
...
As night fell,
"Done!"
Chen Shu slapped the table, excitement in his eyes.
He looked at the ten-thousand-word thesis on the screen and felt a sense of pride.
So, he was also a cultured person...
He picked up his laptop and went into the living room, ready to showcase his achievement.
"You finished it?"
A Liang and the other two heard the commotion and also came out of their rooms.
Chen Shu turned the screen towards them and said, "Of course. Understand the speed of the Desperate Bandit!"
"You finished the thesis in just two days?"
The three of them looked at the thesis on the screen, appearing somewhat stunned.
Wang Jue asked, "Did you type it all yourself?"
"Of course."
Chen Shu nodded, saying proudly,
"I can write a thesis with a pen and defeat ferocious beasts with one hand. I am truly a versatile talent..."
"Oh, please!"
A Liang, thinking of his own progress which had only reached the beginning, felt a bit indignant.
"Are you sure it will pass the plagiarism check?"
"What plagiarism check?"
"???"
A Liang and the other two exchanged glances. You don't even know about plagiarism checks?
"Let me help you with that."
Saying so, A Liang went forward and operated Chen Shu's computer, opening the software to perform a check.
As expected of the academy's internal software, the results came out quickly.
"Ah, this..."
For a moment, A Liang and the other two were dumbfounded, their faces filled with shock.
Chen Shu looked at the screen and muttered to himself,
"80%. My plagiarism rate seems a bit high..."
"It's not a high plagiarism rate..."
Xu Xingxing shook his head and said seriously, "To be precise, it's a low rate of modification."
"??"
Wang Jue and A Liang gave thumbs up. Was this considered high emotional intelligence in speech?
"..."
Chen Shu's mouth twitched as well. "It should pass, right?"
"Pass your ass!"
A Liang said, "Chen Pi, didn't you say you typed the thesis yourself?"
"Yes."
Chen Shu replied seriously, "I typed it using Ctrl+C and Ctrl+V."
"..."
The three exchanged glances. It really was you, Desperate Bandit!
Chen Shu only knew the skills of the Giant Tiger King, and nothing else. Everything was directly copied from the internet.
"So I have to revise it..."
"No need to revise, no need to revise."
A Liang waved his hand and said, "This is hopeless. My suggestion is to rewrite it."
"..."
Chen Shu sighed and took his laptop back to his room.
"I actually thought this guy was a genius..."
A Liang and the other two exchanged glances. So it was all copied...
"The whole thing is highlighted in red, how can I revise it..."
Chen Shu stared at the computer, lost in thought. Graduation was not easy; the Desperate Bandit sighed.