"After lunch, Maverly went to check how the thesis went. Xanthus had composed over thirty hundred words, about ten hundred words per two hours. Maverly sat down and did a mental calculation; it'd be done by nightfall."
You're really a natural at writing theses.
Maverly praised him from the bottom of her heart.
"Actually, it's not that hard. You're a business major, it's mainly about eloquence and the number of words, and eloquence is of secondary importance. As long as you stay away from plagiarizing, it won't be a problem."
"It's even easier for a science major. Twenty thousand words, and there you go."
Maverly was at a loss for words.
Her eyes widened. "How did you know all this?"
I've ghostwritten back in my college years.
No wonder... you're a veteran.
"Maverly nodded, looking like an adorable toddler. Xanthus beamed at her, drank a glass of water, and got back to work."