Cui Qingyuan took the computer, not really checking the content, but just fiddled a little, bringing up the input history of the document.
"Wow, at 19:37:25, you typed over four hundred words in less than a second... This way of cheating is too clumsy, isn't it?"
Geng Lele opened his mouth, not expecting his godfather to look at the input speed instead of the content.
Are adults nowadays really this cunning?
"Go back and rewrite it by hand, I will do a plagiarism check against this reflection..."
Plagiarism check?
The few underachievers nearby all gave Geng Lele sympathetic looks.
Tsk tsk, using thesis-level tactics, this bilingual Chinese-English reflection is really tough, isn't it?
Luckily, we're the underachievers, not subjected to such special treatments.
Chen Yan said earnestly:
"Lele, you must write it seriously. We didn't even have these privileges when we were in school."
Geng Lele glanced at her:
"Sister Yan, if you want to laugh, just laugh, don't hold back."
