Yang Dao held his forehead in his palm and said, "Can you people all stop for a second? What are you all planning to share? A senior year final thesis? Who came up with this revolutionary idea in the first place?" his tone was helpless and exasperated.
Icarus dumbly asked, "What did you say the punishment is?"
"Final project thesis with Senior year student, Frieda Foster." said Yang Dao.
All of a sudden everyone took two steps back from him as if they saw a ghost. A topper of the class asked, "Repeat the name of the senior you mentioned again."
Yang Dao gazed at everyone with a strange expression on his face and said, "Frieda Foster."
Icarus shook his head and said, "You are on your own. I will not share this punishment. You must suffer sometimes." his tone changed so quickly that Yang Dao even doubted if he was the same guy just ten seconds ago.
He asked, "What do you guys mean?"
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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