693: Checking Results

Checking Results

Headmaster Nian was rather surprised to receive a call from Professor Tang and could not help but find the question strange. Nevertheless, he answered, "Next Tuesday. Is anything the matter?"2

"Quickly take your student back," said Professor Tang, his countenance dark. After ending the call, he left the classroom with his briefcase, leaving the remaining students trembling in fear.

"I've never seen Professor Tang so furious before."

"Gu Mang used to pay attention, but now, she's even sleeping in class. How could he not be angry?"

"But he's always treated her as if she didn't exist. He didn't even call her to come with us to watch yesterday's surgery. Besides, dozing off in class isn't a particularly serious issue."

"Then it must be because he thinks that she's overestimated her capabilities and is biting off more than she can chew. Why would he want her around when she's sleeping in his class because she couldn't understand the lesson? It'd just affect our learning environment."

"That must be it…"

…

When Gu Mang returned to the dorm after her lunch, she received a document and a message from Lu Chengzhou that read, [Go run another test on it.]

As she removed her cap and placed it aside, she replied, [Okay.] Then, she sat in her chair and turned on the laptop to view the document.

Over the next few days, besides spending her time in classes, she was either in the lab or the library. The seniors in the lab noticed that she had been coming in really frequently lately, but they had no idea what she was up to. When they went to the testing room to see what she was doing, they found her carefully testing a system over and over again.

While watching Gu Mang put on a lab coat and head to the testing room next door with her laptop, someone whispered, "Is she working so hard because she realized that Professor Tang is upset with her?"

"The traditional chinese medicine major surely won't allow her to attend classes anymore."

"That's true. It'll be hard to come in the top five."

"Once the results are out, we'll have to say farewell to her."

Senior Feng said nothing as he stared in the direction of the door.

…

Tuesday, the day results were slated to come out.

Inside the testing room, Gu Mang stood in front of the main console and skillfully controlled the robotic arms, performing a simulated surgery.

One hour later.

She looked at the surgery results, which were not up to the standards she wanted. Nothing was wrong with the software system anymore, but the hardware just could not keep up. The equipment needed to be replaced.

She unplugged the flash drive from the console and stuffed it in her pocket before leaving the testing room with her laptop and returning to the lab.

The seniors were in the middle of reading their theses when she entered the lab. One of them looked up and asked, "Gu Mang, your results are out today. Have you checked them?"

Surprised, she replied, "No." She had forgotten about the matter altogether.

The seniors were very impressed with her mentality when they saw how calm and nonchalant she was.

Gu Mang stuffed her laptop into her backpack, zipped it up, and slung it over her shoulder before saying politely, "See you." Thereafter, she put on her cap and strode out of the lab unhurriedly.

…

Meanwhile, the various student groups had been notified that they could now check their results. When Tang Xiaoxiao received the news, she turned her head and said to her roommates, "Miaomiao, Qianzi, we can check our results now."

"Oh? That's fast." Zheng Miao, who had just come out from the bathroom, took a sheet of tissue to dry her hands before sitting down in front of her laptop and logging onto their school's website.

Shen Qianzi turned on her computer as well.

Tang Xiaoxiao was the first one to see her results. She very nearly wanted to strangle herself to death when she saw her results for anatomy, advanced mathematics, and surgery. She grumbled, "D*mn it! I failed the first day's exams! I wanna cry!"

"Same here. The questions were too hard." Zheng Miao could not bear to look at her own results, so she turned her head toward Shen Qianzi instead. "How did you do, Qianzi?"

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