Wen Shan spoke so passionately that she almost knocked over the cup in front of her.
Nalan Chunbo quickly reached out to grab it and patted Wen Shan's hand to calm her down.
"So what if I report him?" The senior's tone became harsh as she continued, "he's going to resign from his job as a professor anyway, so what price is he going to pay even if I did report him? Listen to me, Wen Shan. It is pointless."
Wen Shan felt frustrated and sat back heavily in her chair.
"That is how things are. He is the professor and we are the students. Not to mention that copyright is never valued in our country. Have you ever seen anyone who got punished for copying? No one would even remember that this happened as time passes, but the fact that you once reported your teacher for copying your thesis will always be on your record. Which company would want to hire you if that is the case?" The senior scoffed, and Wen Shan felt dejected.
