"What are you doing here?"
Just before the smile on our faces could be withdrawn, the guru's voice came to mind from behind us.
The smile on our faces froze instantly "What are you laughing at" the instructor walked past us, took the key and went to open the door to the dissection room.
"I didn't laugh at anything, a new school girl came over, everyone specially welcomed her, I was afraid that she would feel restrained, and liven up the atmosphere."
One of the more daring boys replied.
"Oh" the tutor's voice did not rise or fall, "Welcome, welcome, go to the cafeteria at noon, you boys please eat, don't smirk at the door of the dissection room, as if you have taken stupid medicine, it is not taboo to laugh at you in this kind of place" I knew that the mentor would definitely talk about us, so I didn't squeak at all.
There are a few men here who don't need me as a girl.
The newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and the bold boy actually looked at the back of the mentor and said: "We will all be forensic doctors in the future, and we don't believe in any superstitious things at all, if it is taboo, we will not be forensics, and we will take a knife to cut into the corpse all day long, right, mentor."
"But it's disrespectful to the deceased, have you all forgotten that," the guru suddenly turned to look at us.
This time, everyone didn't dare to speak again, and they all bowed their heads with some guilt It's true that we shouldn't have a laugh here, the location is not quite right.
The teacher's personality is very similar to mine, he is the kind of person who is relatively cold, and sometimes he just opens his mouth when he speaks.
We are still afraid of him, and his teaching style is the kind that does not smile.
Even when we were in class, no one would laugh or make any small movements, and even our brains would not deviate, and we would always listen to what the instructor was saying.
"We'll definitely pay attention to it later."
Then I opened my mouth and looked at my mentor and said.
The tutor opened the door and walked in directly, and a few of us looked at each other and obediently followed.
And Momo must have been a little frightened by the mentor, and kept dragging my arm, and I felt her palms sweating a little.
I patted her gently with my hand and gave her a reassuring look It really made Momo right, today's corpse is really a man, I heard that it was sent from prison.
This kind of corpse source is very strict, all corpse sources are remarked, and it is very rare to get a corpse.
Momo should be the first time to contact corpses, I didn't ask her why she wanted to study forensics, I think this kind of question is asked, maybe the other party will be reluctant to answer.
But from her reaction to seeing the corpse, I knew that she probably didn't particularly like this major, maybe she thought it was quite magical before, and felt that she was more courageous.
There are many people who have this kind of person, but after they really came into contact with the forensic profession and knew what was going on, they began to regret changing departments.
When I first came, I heard from those boys that another boy also enrolled in forensic medicine, but later regretted changing to another department for some reason.
A few of them were also idle and gossiping, asking around who the boy was, and finally a few people went to ask people for the reason.
The reason given by the boy was that there were always people who said that he was too timid, and he bet that he was very bold, and he applied for the forensic major as soon as his mind was hot, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he felt, and he changed courses directly to school. aa2705221: