"Come to think of it, there's something I'm rather curious about... What is your relationship with Councilwoman Su? Why did she write you a recommendation letter?" The professor's voice came clearly from above his head.
The scholarship student, who was tilting his head back with his eyes wide open as Professor Monteria examined him, was instantly left speechless by the question.
Zheng Qing felt that if his eyes had not already been opened as wide as they could go, he would definitely have rolled them dramatically.
It seemed that as long as people were human, gossip would never be absent, no matter where they were. Even Professor Monteria, who always appeared so stern, was no exception.
"Mm, I keep a Little Fox, and Councilwoman Su likes her very much... so she helped me out as a favor," Zheng Qing answered vaguely.
Though the reason did not sound particularly convincing, it was reasonable enough.
After all, Su Shijun came from the Qingqiu Su Clan, so it was only natural that she liked foxes. And writing a simple recommendation letter was hardly difficult—especially when the recommended person came from Jiuyou Academy, was a scholarship student, and had received the Merlin Medal. Looked at that way, the letter felt more like mutual back-scratching.
"Get up."
Professor Monteria finished the examination, patted Zheng Qing on the shoulder, and gestured for him to sit up.
By the time Zheng Qing had straightened up, the professor had already walked behind the experiment bench and tossed the Silkworm Skin Gloves he had just removed into the wastebasket beside it.
"Do you know the name of this laboratory?" The professor raised his eyelids and asked.
Zheng Qing immediately recalled the small line of writing above the bronze door and hurriedly replied, "Yes, it's called the Monteria Laboratory."
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