C299 Solving the Problem by Luck

Lin Haoyu left his seat and went to the backstage to organize his thesis.

Zeyin, on the other hand, continued to ponder in a daze, hoping to comprehend some of the mysteries from Lin Haoyu's words.

"What kind of crappy thesis is this? Do I have to thank the Aglon Country for a prize?"

Lin Haoyu curled his lips and tore the thesis that someone had provided into pieces with disdain