Primo would not ignore the complainant because she was a goldfinch, but would have taken the matter seriously because of her appeal.

Nothing is without loopholes, and as the president of the student council, he has always been safe and does not want to mess up on any of them.

When he learned the "truth" of the matter from the bitter water vomited by the student council members on duty that day, he asked the golden finch to come again the next day.

The classmates on duty felt very innocent, felt that their boss's attitude was too gentle, and even suspected that their boss's attitude towards the golden finch was "not in line with the truth" at all.

"The test paper has been forgotten...... "The next day, when Goldfinch and Shule arrived at the student union office, they did not speak, but sat down to pour themselves tea and drink, while Primo groaned.

"Yesterday's people. The Golden Bird suddenly interrupted his opening remarks, and after feeling the doubtful gaze transmitted from the other side, he said, "Is he out of here?" ”

Unfortunately, under the influence of shifts, that classmate is still there: "......"

"......" Primo was also silent, thinking in his heart for a while, he had to smile bitterly and said to him, "You leave work early today, and I'll take care of the rest." ”

"......" Although I am very happy to be able to leave work early, this obvious bias towards other people makes people very uncomfortable!

In the end, I waited for the classmate to run away tiredly.

"Well, I'm sorry, but the student council is a bit too much to do - so in this time of short-staffing, it is possible to delay something due to the influence of inertial judgment. Primo's wry smile hung all the time, "But when I first heard about it, I thought it was a little incredible. ”

The goldfinch was not polite: "Your problem is to put garbage into the student union." ”

"......" The student who was still in the room with one foot almost fell and hit the door frame.

I haven't left yet, hey!

"......" Primo continued to smile wryly, he couldn't take it.

Someone must harshly point out the harshness of the goldfinch, and the result must be an even more ugly death.

——

"There is no problem with the test papers, and I don't think you will get a score of 0, although it is a little unacceptable to lose the test papers in the correction room. After a while, Primo was able to get back to the point, his attitude calm, "Therefore, I will explain this matter to the professor, and it is up to the professor how to deal with it, after all, the evaluation of grades and the judgment of filing are not within the scope of our responsibility." ”

It sounds like coming to this student union is basically equivalent to running for nothing?

"It seems that it is better to go directly to the professor. Schauer smiled at the point.

Primo said to himself, what can I do? I'm desperate!

It is one thing to declare grades, but it is another thing to evaluate them, and whether they can be successfully assessed or not cannot belong to the power of the student union.

"Teresa, what course is this?" Shul asked again.

"This is Professor Anta's class. Primo replied in place of the Gorse, "Professor Antar...... You may not know him very well in private, so I'd say that he doesn't stay at the academy during the holidays, and it will take some time to get in touch with him, but I'll figure it out......"

Click——!

At this time, the door was pushed open, and the gray-haired young man opened the door and appeared in people's sight: "That watch ...... a few days ago"

Huh?

Anta was stunned to find that six eyes were suddenly staring at him in unison.

What happened?

- Perhaps, this is fate.

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"Your exam paper was lost in the correction room?" Antar was "coerced" into sitting on the sofa in the student union office - three students across from him, almost staring at him directly, making him feel a little delicate, "No wonder I said, why Teresa has no grades, it turns out that this is the reason." ”

What?

Is it so easy to believe?

As a professor, shouldn't you question such an inappropriate reason first, and then stumble on your students?!

Unexpectedly, Antar not only did not doubt it, but was very happy - and even proposed a "solution": "I'll take a look at the test papers, and then change the results after I finish here, and the rest will be your student union's, right?"

The first time I heard that the test paper was forgotten in the correction room asked for a new mark, and it was also the first time that the professor listened to it and happily agreed.

You're all joining forces to tease the student council, aren't you?

Primo, who has always been unfazed, was a little dumbfounded: "Professor's ...... What do you mean?"

"Ahh......h If I can ask you to do it for me, can you do me a favor?" Anta scratched her head.

"No, no, you can actually ......" Primo was about to say, "Actually, it's no problem for you to take it back and change it for half a year", but when he felt the cold gaze cast by the Golden Finch, he immediately changed his words, "Then I'm sorry for you!"

"It's okay...... Well. With that, Anta lowered her head and looked at the paper.

Groove ......

Primo felt that the world was a little dreamy, and turned his head a little stiffly, looking at the Plantagenet and Shure.

Neither of them seemed too surprised, but neither of them spoke, giving Anta a quiet environment.

......

"Alright. When Anta finished revising it, she looked up, "Is there anything else?"

"I didn't ...... Without. Primo still couldn't get out, and shook his head.

"That's good. Anta breathed a sigh of relief.

Why are you relieved?!

Professor, can you be any stranger?!

Primo took the test paper and was shocked—what he had encountered in his tenure was more shocking than the other.

"Ah, yes. Anta had just walked out the door when she suddenly thought of something and turned her head.

You're finally thinking of questioning?" Primo thought to himself, feeling that no matter what Anta said, he could accept it.

"I'd like to ask who this form is going to give, I've heard that it's being sent here. Anta shook the paper in his hand, as if he had just remembered what he was here for.

"Uh?form?" Primo was stunned, walked up to take it, and glanced at it, "Is it a regular qualification, bloodline assessment...... Ah, this is going to be sent to the Faculty Personnel Office. ”

"Didn't the professor already evaluate him before he joined the company?" said the goldfinch suddenly.

The college has very strict requirements for the recruitment of professors, and a series of evaluations are more troublesome than the college graduation assessment of students.

"Oh, this—" Anta said, "I don't know, I didn't say I wanted it when I came in, but at the end of last semester, I suddenly told me that I didn't hand it in, which was weird." ”

It's really weird.

"It's okay, I've heard that this thing is just a later stage of information. Primo said, "I'll send it for you, hard work." ”

Anta waved at him, closed the door, and ran away.

"Then Teresa, I'll add your grades again. Primo saw that Anta had run away, so he turned to Plantagenet.