Every semester textbooks are thrown directly with you in the lobby on the first floor. Can you imagine hundreds of students' textbooks in a pile of scenes you find by yourself?

Every time I invigilate, a group of old men and women are there to make up the numbers, spit and make phone calls.

Forget it, after all, it's all for the smooth graduation, but all subjects are 60+ directly, and I suddenly tell you to make up the exam and pay the money the next day. Malicious fees, and finally not taking the exam does not mean that you can't graduate without taking the exam. I don't know who they are. If they are really a group of people's teachers, I am worried about the future of the motherland.

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