The professors were all surprised. Professor hurriedly said, "Show me your share!"
Professor handed the thesis in his hand to Professor and said with a smile, "I guess this is most likely Maria's thesis."
Professor nodded, "He's indeed very outstanding. Looks like there's a good chance of him winning the competition... Which part of Sara's team does she belong to?"
One of the professors said a little awkwardly, "I'm here, but..."
Professor had always admired Sara very much. When he saw his expression, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
The professor handed the leather bag to Professor and said, "Look at it yourself."
Professor took the leather bag with full of doubts and took out the A4 paper inside. There was a piece of white paper inside!
Professor eyes widened as he asked, "What's going on?!"
"What's wrong with this child?!" Professor couldn't help but be disappointed. "Even if he's not prepared, he should at least say it! How can he hand over a blank sheet of paper to fool people? Quickly call her class teacher and have Sara come to school immediately. There's something wrong with her attitude!"
Professor also hated him for not being able to live up to expectations. "He's usually very well-behaved, but why did he fail at such a crucial moment? Hurry up and call him over. This thesis will be submitted tomorrow. Even if she hasn't finished writing, it's better to hand over a semi-finished one than handing over a blank one. If the Association finds out, this child will never be able to stand up for himself!"
Sara was called back to school by Madam Parma. It was Hank who sent her here, and Hank sent her to school. At this time, there was no one in school and it was very quiet. Sara entered the professor's office, and Hank went to find the principal to drink tea.
She knocked on the door and asked in confusion, "... Professor, what can I do for you?"
Professor face darkened. He had lost all of his usual kindness and kindness. Professor fingers were placed on the table and his expression wasn't good. The other professors were also disappointed.
Sara was even more confused. She had only taken two steps when a leather bag was thrown onto the ground. Professor said coldly, "Sara, do you know where your mistake is?!"
Sara was at a loss. "I, I don't know... What happened to me?"
Professor pointed at the leather bag on the ground and said, "Look at it yourself!"
Sara picked up the leather paper bag and took out the paper inside. It was white and soft and there was not a single word.
She looked down and asked, "What is this?"
"Isn't this the thesis that you submitted yourself?" Professor loved it so much and said bitterly, "Sara, the teachers cherish your talent and made an exception to let you take part in this competition. This is a good chance. Is this how you treat it?!"
Sara looked at the white paper in her hand and then looked at Professor, "No, teach me..."
"Don't you know that if this cowhide bag is handed in as a thesis, it will be seen by the Association. Your behavior will offend so many people in the Association! By then, don't talk about the investigation, you won't even be able to enter the top three hospital!" Professor sighed, "Maybe we were too reckless. We just thought that you were young and promising, but we didn't expect you to be too young and impetuous..."
"No, it's not a professor!" Sara said anxiously, "This thesis isn't mine! Why would I hand over a blank sheet of paper?!"
Professor said, "But your name is at the bottom of the seal!"
Each leather bag had a name written on it. With a seal on it, it could be seen at a glance if the seal was opened.
Sara tore open the seal. It was indeed the name he had personally written himself.
However, she clearly only sealed the leather bag after confirming that it was true! How could the thesis that had consumed all of her blood turn into a blank sheet of paper for no reason?!
Her face was pale, and she bit her lip. "Professor, believe me, I really didn't..."
Professor was also angry just now. Now that he had seen the person, he calmed down and felt that this was not Sara's style of doing things. He said, "What's the point if I don't believe you? The main point right now is where your thesis is?!"
Sara hurriedly said, "I have a backup in my mobile phone. I just need to print out a copy."
Both Professor looked at each other and nodded, "Okay, here is the printer."
Sara printed out her thesis and handed it over to Professor. She felt a little wronged as she said, "I really didn't hand over the white paper. I don't know what's going on..."
Professor sighed and said, "Be careful in the future."
Sara nodded. "I know."
He took over Sara's thesis and his gaze froze the moment he took a glance at it.
Professor felt curious and also went over to take a look. His expression instantly changed as he shouted, "Sara!"
Sara jumped in fright. "What's wrong?!"
Professor looked at her sternly and said, "If you don't write, then just don't write! What do you mean by using your Senior Sister Maria's thesis to calculate the number?"
Sara was stunned. "What? Senior Maria's thesis? This is obviously written by myself!"
Professor threw Maria's thesis to Sara and said, "Are you still quibbling? Look at it yourself, it's exactly the same!"
Before Sara's hand touched Maria's thesis, the door of the office was knocked. Maria rushed in. She was stunned when she saw the person inside. Then she said, "Professor... I have something to discuss with junior sister Sara."
Professor suppressed his emotions and asked, "What's the matter?"
Maria said, "It's not a big deal. I accidentally bumped into Junior Sister Sara at lunch today. I wrote the thesis and got it mixed up with Junior Sister Sara's. In the afternoon, I was in a hurry to hand in the thesis, so I printed another copy. Just now, I heard from Madam Percy that Junior Sister Sara was in school, so I came to ask her."
As she spoke, she handed Professor a leather paper bag in her hand. "This is my junior sister's thesis."
Professor looked up at Sara, opened it, and handed it over to Professor. He sighed and said, "Sara, you're still young. It's normal that you're not as good as your senior, but how can you submit your senior's thesis just because of this?"
Sara felt that something was wrong. She bumped into Maria this noon, but she didn't take her thesis. So she didn't say anything. She just picked up Maria's thesis and looked at it. She was sure that it was her thesis.
Then she took the thesis from Maria and looked at it. It was also very good, but it was much worse than hers.
She glanced at Maria, her eyes a little cold.
Maria didn't seem to be aware of it.
"Then I'll go."
"Wait," said Professor, "Sara, apologize to your senior sister."
"Why not?"
Professor said seriously, "You took your senior's thesis to participate in the competition today. This is already a shameless act!"