"Yes, I wrote it..." Zhao Weiran said nervously.
"Weiran, what nonsense are you spouting?"
Seeing that Peng Xifeng's expression was not quite right, Liu Wei tried to persuade him, "You don't have any backup plan."
"What... what's Wrong?"
"Didn't you see that Professor Peng's expression was not right? It's obvious that he saw the problem. You said that you wrote this thesis yourself, which is equivalent to putting all the blame on yourself. I think you don't want to graduate."
"It can't be that bad."
"How can it not be that bad?" Liu Wei said, "Don't you know Professor Peng's character? Who has he ever spared in the past?"
"I don't know what to do either." Zhao Weiran said dejectedly, "The words have already been said, so let's take it one step at a time."
"It's impossible. It's impossible for you to write this thesis." Peng Xifeng pushed up his glasses. "With your level, you can't write such a thesis."
