"Professor, my paper is at home." Ling Yi replied expressionlessly. That's right, that's the method he's been thinking about for a long time - delaying tactics. He didn't write because he forgot, not because he couldn't write, so if he was given a little time, he could have written a perfect paper in a short time.

However, the success of this tactic only depends on convincing the old professor of his lies.

But I have to say that his excuse is simply terrible. Not to mention the old professor, even Ling Yi knew that the credibility of this excuse was extremely low. Many students were secretly shaking their heads, they couldn't understand that Weishenme Ling Yi came up with such a bad excuse, even if he was sick these days, it was better than this.

Ling Yi's expression remained unchanged, no matter what others thought, he always trusted his own judgment. This is also the first condition for tactical success, if you don't even believe in yourself, even if you succeed, it can only be said to be lucky, not a natural victory.

Besides, isn't there a saying? The soldier is treacherous: the virtual is real, and the real is virtual. Virtuality and reality are unguardable.

Sometimes the paler the words, the better the effect anyway.

Of course, this is gambling in some sense.

This was Ling Yi's least favorite type of tactic, but there was no way, he happened to be in class when he came back, and he didn't have time to go to the old professor to give him magic hints.

And in front of so many students, the use of magic hints is too blatant, what kind of temper does the old professor have and they don't know yet? If Ling Yi was easily let go, they would definitely have some suspicions, and it would be terrible if something unexpected happened at that time.

In other words: he didn't write a paper, so what else do we write? What do you say we are undisciplined? Then he weishenme can not write?

There is a high probability that this will happen.

Ling Yi can't take risks easily, causing an uproar because of his thesis, which leads to exposing his identity as a magician or something, what kind of joke is this?

However, the old professor listened to Ling Yi's excuse, squinted his eyes and stared at Ling Yi for a while, unable to see any thoughts, and suddenly said: "If I remember correctly, your dormitory number is G330, a total of ten minutes away, and a round trip is twenty minutes." So, can you put the paper in front of me in half an hour? ”

Half an hour, even a leisurely walk back and forth is enough, let alone get a paper.

The old professor's words could not find the slightest flaw, although they were interrogative sentences, but they were said in a narrative way.

What this means, is already self-evident.

Dong Peng was almost sweating profusely, and kept kicking Ling Yi's chair under his feet, signaling him to honestly admit his mistakes. Not to mention thirty minutes, three hours may not necessarily be able to write a paper.

Especially when he was unprepared, he was almost certain that Ling Yi hadn't sorted out any information.

How to write any information? It's not AI, it can automatically collect data for analysis.

It can be said that if Ling Yi does not take the initiative to admit his mistakes, then the result is doomed.

No one noticed that Lily Cole's eyes looked at Ling Yi with a subtle change, a look of pity.

She could never have imagined that the genius student at the top of King's Landing's tactics department last semester would be reduced to the point where she couldn't even write an ordinary tactical paper.

It's really disappointing.

Lily Cole sighed inwardly, and when Ling Yi said this excuse, she guessed the result. The way of fiction and reality is good, but unfortunately for the old professor, this is just a small skill of carving insects.

Even she could see Ling Yi's thoughts, let alone the old professor who had retired from the National Staff.

To use an old saying: Guan Gong plays with a big knife in front of him, and he can't do it himself.

Although the other students didn't think about it so much, they could also see the current situation, and those who gloated turned to sympathy for Ling Yi.

Because in the tactics department there are no rules, there are only successes and failures. Lies are also a kind of tactic, deceiving everyone is a success, being exposed is a failure, and facing the serious consequences of failure.

You may be ordered to withdraw from school.

No student can remain calm in the face of such a sanction.

Except for Ling Yi.

"Yes."

Just two words, it seemed unusually clear in the dead classroom.

All the students were stunned, almost thinking that they had heard it wrong, but Ling Yi's next words made them all calm.

"In thirty minutes, I'll have the paper in front of you." The short and clear words reveal the confidence of the person who speaks.

Ignoring the shocked gazes of the other students, Ling Yi acted calmly, as if he had really forgotten his thesis in the dormitory.

Even Dong Peng couldn't tell if what Ling Yi said was true for a while, let alone others.

Only, old professor.

No one noticed that a smile flashed across his wrinkled face.

But I heard him say, "Very good." So start the clock from now on. ”

As he spoke, he pulled out an old pocket watch from his pocket and could see that he was serious.

And Ling Yi is also serious.

He generally doesn't do what he doesn't know if he's not sure.

Thirty minutes? I haven't tried it, but I think it's enough.

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Leaving the classroom under the sympathetic gaze of everyone, Ling Yi suddenly had a wonderful sense of immediacy, as if this kind of thing had happened somewhere. I remember the first day of Shijie who traveled to Shijie, and got into a verbal altercation with Kenneth in class, and left the clock tower in a fit of rage.

But his current position in the clock tower is extraordinary.

And Kenneth is also far from the old professor, not to mention anything else, even Ling Yi is not sure that he can defeat the old professor in the simulation exercise. Although that old man is not likable, his rich tactical experience is one of the best in the entire Earth Federation, if it weren't for the fact that this is his alma mater, otherwise he wouldn't have come here to be a teacher even if he retired, and the school that wanted to hire him with a lot of money couldn't be counted on two hands.

Ling Yi shook his head slightly, putting aside these boring thoughts, what he needed to get done now was the paper. The old professor only gave him half an hour, and it was enough to go back to the dormitory, but he didn't write his thesis, so what was the use of going back to the dormitory?

So, he went straight to the top of the building.

Speaking of which, this place has great significance to Ling Yilai, and it can be said that it is a turning point in his life.

Now, he still has to pin his hopes on the system elves who gave him a different life.

(The second shift will come, and the third shift will be discussed in the evening.) Then, I would like to give special thanks to the witty Jessey and the Song of Travel, especially since it was the first time I had received so many tips. Although we have known each other for a long time, a word of gratitude is still indispensable)