"Hey Lao Wang, what's going on with your class today, didn't you sleep well last night?" As soon as the first Chinese class ended, a greeting from the adjacent table came from the left, "Morning reading is too, listless ......"

"Now that you know, don't bother me for a while, let me sleep......" I replied with my forehead resting on the wooden table, closing my eyes and speaking in a voice that had no energy at all. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info unexpectedly, after chatting with that book friend, the brain couldn't stop excitedly, and the conversation reached two o'clock in one breath. I'm not a very good person to stay up late, and although I can get myself up at half past five, my ass is exposed as soon as it touches the chair, and my upper and lower eyelids keep fighting. In the first class, Chinese really helped a lot: for our small science class, everyone subconsciously had an unconscious contempt for language. Of course, I have to remove the few people who are very serious and hard-working about everything, but from the perspective of my surroundings, the Chinese classes of the few people around me are often used to write other homework or secretly read extracurricular books. Even so, it is really strange that our class was able to get back the first place in the average score of the language. Isn't it because the Chinese teacher is the head of the grade department, so there is a bonus?

Thinking like this, I was just about to fall asleep when I suddenly felt someone gently tap me on the shoulder. This made me straighten my back, but after seeing clearly who did it, I immediately relaxed: "Xiaoming, can you not do this? I thought it was Brother Ding!"

"That's what I want, to help you sober up. With a wicked smile on his face, Wang Xiaoming at the table next to me snapped his fingers, "What about the things I asked you to buy yesterday?"

"I've got the book in my bag, I'll find it for you. ”

As one of the few day students in my class, I was always asked to do something that was urgently available from the small supermarket on campus. I took out the workbook from my schoolbag and handed it to the other party, and I lay on the table again: "I really don't understand what's good about this workbook, and the questions are not complete, and the amount of questions is not large......

"But the explanation is in place!" said, the other party gave me a blank look, "Sure enough, there is no common language with someone like you who is engaged in a sea of questions......

"Okay, there's nothing else to do, right? Let me sleep ......."

"You're really tired...... But class is coming soon. The next class is Physics for Brother Ding, can you wake up?"

"Don't worry, five minutes of sleep is not a blow......"

Five minutes of sleep is really not blown. I even had a dream that the layout of the classroom was no longer three people in a row with three people in a row like now, but one by one, just like in Japanese anime. But the bell quickly pulled me out of my dream. Immediately straightened up, pulled the physics books and workbooks out of the large stack of books on the table, and I cast my eyes on the door. Soon, a middle-aged man appeared there - no doubt it was our homeroom teacher, Brother Ding.

Brother Ding became Brother Ding when he entered the military training in the first year of high school, at that time, his "nosy" made him suffer a lot of notoriety among students, plus that baldness, the nickname of "Brother Ding" is also vivid. But until now, I feel sorry for this conscientious teacher: he is the only teacher in the entire grade who always comes earlier than the students and always leaves later than the students.

"Today," he said in his voice, "Let's start a new class and wait until the afternoon session of self-......study in the afternoon."

I actually have to teach a new class again, and I just started two classes in one breath yesterday. Go to hell. While silently calculating the amount of possible physics homework for the day, I threw the little guilt out of my head and cursed indignantly.

And so the course went. It's raining outside the window, so it's not too big, but if it's small, it's obvious that going out without an umbrella will cause a lot of trouble. Speaking of which,How about arranging a scene of this rain in your fandom?According to the outline,,It seems that it would be better to have such a background in that section......

Suddenly realizing that I had lost my mind, I quickly poked my temple with a pen. I wrote the same people to be able to have a way to relax.,But if it goes on like this.,Sooner or later, this will become a burden for yourself.。 That's not going to work.

Even so, I must not hand over a shoddy thing that is not finished. This is a blasphemy, whether it is to the person who created the stage, or to the stage itself, or to himself, or to his readers......

Speaking of readers, the first book friend seems to have experienced and known a lot of things. It seems a little strange that such a person still loves things in the house. If it's still night, it's good to ask more.

"King Wang!"

In this way, I let my thoughts desert like a wild dog, and suddenly I heard my brother call me by my name (because the three homophones are very tongue-twisting, he usually only calls me "Wangwang"). Standing up in a panic, I looked at him for a moment at a loss, then looked at him and said slowly: "Don't get distracted in the future." Sit down. ”

Now, I guess I won't be able to sleep this morning, no matter how sleepy I am. But it's a real mistake.,It's actually distracted in class because of thinking about the same people.。 Haven't you already made up your mind to use doujin as a way to relax?

Secretly pinching my thighs twice, I began to fill in the notes that had not been written down on the slide. However, the idea of fandom creation has not been suppressed, echoing in my mind.

At this time, I really hope that inspiration will stop for a while.

I thought so I thought that my thumb, which was still sending pain signals to my brain, left those self-created shorthand symbols in the book that I guess only I could understand.

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