What I think about is in this year's Spring Festival Gala,
Maomao said to her 'Grandpa' Bi:
"Thank eight generations of your ancestors.
Although I have died, I'll never forget you."
I feel it is absolutely a test of my patience.
Everybody in our class is mutterring,
and I've got so tired so much more aware that it's indeed a huge disaster,
if you have such a capricious department head who just cares about your thesis format.
The day before yesterday,someone told me,
our dean quarrelled with the first person who regarded as the most learned guy of our major in the office.
After more than 30 minutes, she warned him:"Next time,it'll rest with your attitude."
Then I knew the reason why they were quarrelling:
The man didn't write his thesis according to her required format.
So many documents about the thesis format which are different from one day to the next,
which one is that we must obey? Whose words we should listen to?
"SON OF xxxxx", I guess the man must spit it out at that time.
No one said that women couldn't be quick-change,but maybe this time,
we,these pity children,met the most quick-change woman in the world.
Women shouldn't be hard on women, do you understand?Our dear dean.
Calm down,calm down,I must take it easy,easy,easy,easy......