Since the end of the year, my daughter can't go to school because of the epidemic and writes papers at home every day. Every time the paper is finished, it will be sent to the tutor, who will ask her to revise or rewrite it after reading it.
As soon as my daughter writes a thesis, she will spend the whole morning, afternoon or even the whole day. Sometimes when I see that she is very hard, I will silently pour her a glass of water, quietly put it in front of her, and then joke with her after she finishes writing.
Last Sunday, she told me that she was going to defend her thesis in March 15. I am very excited after hearing the news. I said I would get through it eventually.
But my daughter says it's not that easy. I don't know if I can pass. Besides, this is just a preliminary defense. After the pre-defense, a blind trial will be held.
I don't know what blind trial means. She explained to me that blind trial is the mentor of audit. I don't know which school you are a student, and I don't know your last name and first name. You don't know who the tutor is, because the tutor can be any tutor in the country. You have no idea who he is.
My daughter said that she was the first student to reply and started at 8: 30, so she was very nervous.
I said you must be the best in my class, otherwise how can you be the first?
My daughter said it was just you. I said I can't feel insecure with you, right? The daughter thought about it and said, well, yes.
Time is long and fast day by day. 14 get off work at 22: 00 pm, take a shower and wash clothes. It's almost early in the morning, and my daughter hasn't turned off the light. I quickly told her to have a good rest and have a big exam tomorrow. I can see that she is nervous.
Seeing that she was not sleepy, I asked her what the thesis defense was about. She said that she just listened to several tutors find faults in your paper and then gave you some advice. In layman's terms, it is to criticize.
I said, can't we argue yet? The daughter said, under normal circumstances, you have no right to speak.
In fact, I am also very nervous, because every exam will affect my daughter's future, especially this big exam.
The moment of excitement and tension has finally arrived. The alarm clock rang on time, and I heard my daughter reading aloud from the dim sleepiness in the living room. My daughter started the exam.
She must be very nervous at this time, but I can't disturb her, so I'll stick to going to the bathroom later, I thought.
Half an hour later, I opened the door a crack and saw my daughter sitting in front of the computer seriously. She looked at me and said nothing. I shrank my head back again. Wait a minute. It doesn't seem to be over yet. I can't go out yet
It's almost half past nine, and there is no movement in the living room. According to my daughter, each candidate has only half an hour to reply. My daughter must have finished the exam. Besides, I can't hold my breath until they are all finished. Let's go out.
I carefully bypassed the bathroom from behind my daughter's computer. The hateful wind slammed the bathroom door when I didn't care, which scared me.
Coming out of the bathroom, I took a quick look at my daughter. She doesn't seem to care about the sound just now. It turned out that she muted the computer after the exam. I asked her when it would be over, and she said it would be around 13 in the afternoon.
I have to work in the afternoon, and your father will come back for dinner at 0: 30. Can I cook?
My daughter says you can do whatever you want. Yes, I said, can I see how you did in the exam? Yes, you can. She said.
I didn't think I could watch their on-site defense. Fortunately, I bought all the dishes I want to cook today yesterday.
Put the rice in the rice cooker and cook two or three dishes at the fastest speed. After that, I sat next to my daughter and watched their defense.
I'm excited, fresh and curious.
This can't help but remind me that when I was a child, children from poor families couldn't afford to pay tuition and read books, and stood outside the classroom to eavesdrop on the teacher's lectures. At this time, I was the child standing outside the classroom stealing lessons.
Because I heard my daughter say something about the defense in advance, it sounds a little understandable. For example, the content, topic and research direction of the repetition rate survey mentioned in it.
What impressed me the most was a very beautiful girl. If you don't look at her papers, just look at her appearance, you will definitely pass. Unfortunately, the tutors swept over her and asked her many questions.
Her research topic is the application of mind mapping in teaching.
The tutors rudely asked her all kinds of questions. My deepest question is this. Tutor asked: A senior high school student also needs to teach with mind map. Are you insulting the IQ of a high school student?
Your topic is mind mapping, but in terms of content, why do you say it is helpful to your writing? What exactly is your research object? What is the purpose of all this?
Then the tutor said that any subject is science, and we should not be a little sloppy in front of science.
It's the same beautiful woman, so beautiful that people can't bear to hurt her, but she still makes her tutors have to raise their voices and talk to her.
Another tutor praised her paper in her hand and asked her to see for herself what was different about the cover.
Just look at this cover, I don't need to look down, because it already says that you are a graduate student. The tutor said again.
It turns out that its cover design should be the 2020 fresh graduates, but she just printed it as the 20 17 graduates.
Oh, my God, my head was blown off. what can I do?
The tutor asked again: a graduate student, making such a low-level mistake, what have you been doing all day? The tutor also said that any laziness and perfunctory is a serious irresponsibility to oneself and society.
Judging from the teacher's expression, I feel glad for this beautiful woman. Fortunately, I couldn't go to the scene to reply this year because of the epidemic. If I go to the scene as usual, I don't know how this beautiful woman will step down.
It seems that it is not enough to have a beautiful appearance, and masks and lipstick can't save serious injuries.
/kloc-Mr. came back from work at 0/2 o'clock and opened the door carefully, because he also knew that his daughter was defending her thesis today.
Dad, you can talk loudly, said the daughter.
Don't say anything if you can. It will disturb you, sir. Whisper.
We were all amused by her.
Mom, you also go to eat. Daughter said: you have to work in the afternoon.
I finished my meal quickly and sat next to my daughter. When the last candidate finished his defense, a bye-bye gesture appeared on the screen. Then several tutors discussed it backstage.
As expected, the beautiful classmate failed in the initial defense.
I always thought that those who can be admitted to graduate schools are the best, and they will shine brilliantly in their later lives. However, by reading the preliminary defense of this paper, I understand a truth: no matter how high anyone reaches, once he stops learning and making progress, all previous efforts will be bleak.
From the sharp words and rigorous academic attitude of the instructors, I also saw the hope of the education sector.