He An is a little confused about the situation now, shouldn't he be drunk and collapsed on the bed in his dirty kennel at this time, how can he wake up like this?

He An rubbed his eyes in astonishment, and carefully looked at the surrounding Yiqiqi with an unbelievable shocked eye, the real objects that were originally hidden in the deepest part of his memory were now real and presented in front of him one by one.

Xiao Shirong, an angry and disgruntled teacher on the podium, was staring at him with murderous gaze through his wood-framed glasses that had been used for many years, while half of a piece of chalk was dripping around his mottled desk.

Dozens of classmates around them all looked at themselves, some gloating, some had nothing to do with themselves, and some were worried and anxious. All kinds of faces are like how to settle in the various states of life faced in the future life.

The desk is still that kind of two-person old object, I don't know how many years have passed, and there is even a crooked word "morning" clearly written on the desktop.

There are thick stacks of books on the side. And on the desk in the middle, a small pool of crystal saliva is flowing into the gully on the table that I don't know which senior has cut out with a knife.

The dusty old-fashioned ceiling fan on the fan blades above the head was turning weakly, and more than a dozen windows in the classroom were open to keep the classroom in a state of ventilation, although this could not dispel the inexplicable heat of the middle of summer.

Outside the window, the row of old locust trees like starry green leaves are swaying with the summer wind, making a rustling sound, somewhere deep in the grove of the national locust tree, the summer cicada is chirping happily: "Know, know"

The qiē in front of him turned out to be so real, if this was a dream, then this would be the most real dream He An had in more than 30 years. But the action of the next second broke He An's illusion.

Under the desk, where everyone couldn't see, his thigh was stabbed with his hand to signal himself, He An turned his face to look at his tablemate, the other half of the desk, Hu Zhengzheng, was seriously bowing his head and pretending to look at his textbook, but his eyes were still hinting at himself.

At this moment, at the forefront of the teacher, Xiao Shirong's unique voice was remembered on the three-foot podium: "He An, why are you stunned?" Is Zhou Gong's course more exciting than what I, the head teacher, taught? ”

"Hahaha" The whole teacher burst into laughter, and even his tablemate couldn't help but laugh out loud. The sound of hilarious laughter immediately filled the whole classroom, and an old cat who was taking refuge from the heat in the shade of the tree on the windowsill was so frightened that he immediately woke up from his nap and jumped off the windowsill and disappeared without a trace.

He An couldn't believe the qiē in front of him, stretched out his hand and pinched his leg hard, the pain, the pain came from the muscles of his leg, there was no doubt that everything in front of him, all people, including what he liked and disliked, was alive and real.

He An laughed, opened his mouth, first chuckled quietly, and then finally couldn't control his presumptuous loud laughter, and even slowly reddened his eyes. Seeing He An's abnormal behavior, all the ridicule of the classmates in the classroom stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at He An in astonishment.

"What's the matter, He An, you just sleep in class, and you snore openly, which affects the learning of other students, and now I call your name, don't you think you're very happy?" Xiao Shirong's face on the podium was gloomy and ugly.

This He An kid really can't control himself now, his grades are the tail of the crane in his class every exam, if it weren't for the fact that he is usually honest and doesn't make trouble, he would have been expelled, and he used chalk to wake him up to sleep today is also his intention to remind him not to be too presumptuous today.

After all, the high school entrance examination will be held in less than a month, and the principal has been patrolling outside the classes of the third year of junior high school recently, if he sees that there are students in his class who are openly sleeping in class, then his teaching ability will definitely be greatly reduced in the principal's mind.

Although I thought so, I never expected that He An, a kid, would be ecstatic as if he had won the lottery when he was named, and he couldn't help but feel no shame of being a student, anyway, he was hippie and smiling, and he didn't even take himself as a class teacher in his eyes.

Thinking of this, Xiao Shirong's annoyance at He An increased a little more, it seemed that he should really knock and knock him, and made up his mind Xiao Shirong opened his mouth and said: "Since you are so glorious and happy to show your face in front of your classmates, okay, then you come to the front of the classroom and stand at the door, I will make you happy!" ”

Without a confession or resistance, He An accepted Xiao Shirong's punishment indifferently, got up from the bench and walked towards the door in front of the classroom under the attention of everyone.

Seeing that He An honestly accepted his punishment, Xiao Shirong didn't bother to pay attention to him, after all, because he had already delayed a class for ** minutes, and now it was a critical period when every second counted. Xiao Shirong withdrew his gaze from He An, and then gently knocked the lectern with the blackboard to remind everyone, "Start class now, everyone turn the book to page 168."

He An walked on the passage in the middle of the desk, his face tried his best to control his limbs to prevent himself from jumping, at this time his heart was beating fast, but his head was still messy, he didn't have time to pay attention to what Xiao Shirong was saying at this time, the most important thing now was to sort out what happened to his body just now.

He An looked up at the clock hanging high above the blackboard, and the hands were pointing at four o'clock impartially.

Coming to the door of the classroom, He An turned around and faced in the direction of everyone, with his head slightly lowered and his chin half-jawed. In the eyes of outsiders, He An couldn't stand everyone's eyes, and some felt disgraceful and didn't dare to look at everyone.

But in fact, this is just He An's habitual posture when he enters the long exam, and now He An is trying to sort out why something more surprising than winning 100 million happened to him.

At this time, he should be lying in his dilapidated rental house according to the normal trajectory, lying on the bed with a sloppy face and beard, although he is only in his thirties, He An lives in regret all day long, if he doesn't talk back to the boss, he won't get ruined, if he works hard and doesn't spend all day drinking to make some fox friends and dogs, his mother won't worry about his worries and die early, if he fights for some and is admitted to a good university, he will share his family's worries, Dad will not die of illness because of frugality and smoking low-quality cigarettes, if