Ten minutes...
For the first time, Zhang Liwei felt what it was like to experience time dragging on interminably.
A few people whispered incessantly among themselves.
Qiao Ze stared at his thesis in silence without any expression.
Really, several times Zhang Liwei had the impulse to snatch his thesis back and just run away.
But he still restrained himself.
This time, he had mustered up all his courage to come here.
The problem was that snatching it was easy, but if he went back, he still couldn't produce results and getting scolded by his mentor would be the least of his worries.
If he couldn't graduate, he would truly be letting down all the hair he had lost over the years.
If he had to come back next time...
Forget it, he really couldn't suffer that embarrassment.
...
Finally, Qiao Ze turned to the last page of the thesis and then calmly looked at him.
Even with the obstruction of the glasses, the probing look still made Zhang Liwei feel uncomfortable all over.