When the 37th anonymous love letter was inserted into my quantum mechanics notes, Professor Su's plagiarized data was eating up my qualifications for graduate school.
That teaching assistant who always uses wrong question sets to teach me how to avoid pitfalls, why is his coffee temperature always my favorite 58 degrees?
When the surveillance camera on the roof of the experimental building was aimed at my computer, a two-way crush broke out in the academic shady world - "Formulas can deceive, but the strawberry Band-Aid you handed me ten years ago cannot." Jiang Yuan tore up the wall and secretly took photos, blocking my escape route in the spring cherry blossom rain: "This time I will teach you how to correctly solve the cardiac function."
Intention: Work hard?