What's the matter, why did you fall asleep again? Mr. Kramer won't spare me. Evas grabbed the corners of his clothes with nervous hands, and the cold sweat from his palms wet the corners of his clothes. His heart was like being aimed at fifty archers, ready to be pierced at any moment. The classmates all looked at him inexplicably, as if they were laughing at him.

He looked at Teacher Kramer with trepidation, waiting for her fate. Those big handsome eyes were filled with countless worries, long eyelashes swept over, and the eyes were erratic.

Mr. Kramer is a stern teacher, with short dark green ear-length hair that gives people an unusual look, and sharp eyes hidden under thick lenses, and fiery eyes that seem to be able to see everything.

There is a huge string of "Hoss" pearls hanging from the chest, but it looks tacky. People don't believe it was bought from a famous jewelry store on Fifth Avenue.

Her voice is rougher than that of the average woman, and at first glance it sounds like a man. The bizarre image is also well-known in Notinson College. The out-of-shape figure makes her even more bloated, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, especially her surprisingly large buttocks, as if she has put a big swimming ring under her waist.

It's already July in the Dragon Kingdom, and the weather is very hot except at night.

In this weather, people usually wear short sleeves that reach elbows, thin trousers or medium shorts, and there are few girls who love beauty who wear short miniskirts, which always attract the hot eyes of a group of men when passing through the street. But Mr. Kramer was unusual, wearing a thick cotton jacket, and she could be seen sweating every day.

The thick padded jacket was white, and it was clean.

Instead of thin shorts, she wore warm cotton pants over those thick legs, making them look even thicker. Every day in class, students can see Mr. Kramer wiping his sweat on his back. The students quietly took the opportunity to laugh under the podium, and they all compared the sauna elephant to her. At the beginning of the term, Mr. Kramer didn't know what the students were talking about, but thought they were chatting. But later, I don't know what happened, Mr. Kramer knew the secrets between his classmates from some channels, although he was a little unhappy, but he didn't say much, and his dress style did not change much. Some students who talk in class can only be arrested and reprimanded if they are heard.

Mr. Kramer was uninhibited and always thought that changing clothes was too much trouble. She said that instead of changing clothes several times a day, it is better to wear only a cotton coat that you don't have to take off when you sleep, and when the clothes are dirty, they will be washed in a laundry near your home. This practice is not common in the country of ceremonies, the dragon country, but it is also in line with the gradually increasing pace of life.

In the summer, Ivas could feel the heat wave emanating from Mr. Kramer from afar, like countless suns baking at the same time, and the anxiety in his heart suddenly came to his heart. As soon as Mr. Kramer approached, the beads of sweat on his face were even more faintly visible, densely covering his forehead, like the ground that had rained heavily. Coupled with Mr. Kramer's age, the ditches formed by the wrinkles were filled with beads of sweat, like little ants lining up one by one to pass through the cracks on the ground. The bitten skin covered Mr. Kramer's lips, and with every breath and inhale, Ivas tried to distance himself from Mr. Kramer.

For five years, Ivas was an honest student, with average talent, mediocre academic performance, and a lack of trouble. Even though it was the last day of class, he was still scared by Mr. Kramer's reprimand.

"Evas, are you wandering again? Tell me if you're wandering again? Today is the last class of school, and I know you've heard this a million times, but I don't think all of you listened. The teacher asked loudly, and it was obvious that she was annoyed that Ivas was distracted in class, but there was some affection in her stern tone, after all, Mr. Kramer was still highly educated. Still, it didn't match her unusual attire. Mr. Kramer's words were not just for Evas, and when he stood on the podium, he knew that most of the people in the classroom were distracted. Criticizing Ivas was nothing more than telling the rest of his classmates not to get distracted anymore.

Mr. Kramer's slightly better tone doesn't mean anything, as long as anyone who has known Mr. Kramer for a while knows the secret. A good tone is just the habit of the people of the Dragon Kingdom to talk about etiquette, and it does not mean that there will be a good end, especially Mr. Kramer.

The atmosphere around was quiet, and the air seemed to be frozen. The surrounding classmates all turned their heads and watched this scene. These bystanders, known as classmates, are accurately divided into three categories: the first group of people, who are worried about Ivas, who are really good friends of Ivas, like Royce, Juliet, etc., the second group, pure bystanders, who think that things have nothing to do with them and do their own thing, and third, people who watch jokes, write down everything in front of them and try to get more laughter and attention when they get home and share it with their parents at dinner. Needless to say, the third group is the most numerous, and friends like Royce are the least.

Ivas wasn't used to being stared at by others, and always felt a little embarrassed, even though it wasn't a big deal.

Unfortunately, Ms. Kramer doesn't have a good temper, especially if a classmate deserts in class. The students who often make her angry are all criticized very badly after school. The fear in Evas's heart gradually spread throughout his body, and his legs felt like they were falling apart. A wave of sadness welled up in his heart, and he wished that he would never have that dream, or never wake up again in that beautiful dream.

Oh my God, Ivas sighed to himself, regretting why he fell asleep in class.

"Evas, please stay after class today, I have something to say to you, you know that I am not allowed to sleep in class. As soon as the teacher's words came out, all the students in the classroom withdrew their eyes and turned away. Ms. Kramer walked back to the podium with her hands in the pockets of her cotton pants, bent her back, and carried Ivas on her back, and she gestured for Ivas who was standing in her seat to sit down, "Please sit down, don't get out of the way of the students behind you, there are still classmates who want to listen to the class, right, my dear Ivas?"

"Yes, Mr. Kramer. ”

This is over, and he will definitely be severely criticized by the teacher after class, and Ivas is very sad in his heart. In a trance, I didn't hear what the teacher said. It stood there like a log, motionless.

The classmates talked a lot, and they kept their voices very low, trying not to let Mr. Kramer hear them. After all, no one wants to accompany Ivas to be scolded by the teacher. The quiet classroom is chattering, and Mr. Kramer has not rectified discipline in order not to delay the progress, after all, she knows her students, and they will be quiet after a minute.

"Hey, Evas. I'm not wrong, the Birdies lost!" a small voice stood out from the chirping classroom. But Evas didn't notice someone calling out to himself. As Ms. Kramer expected, the class fell silent after thirty seconds, but the small sound still echoed through the classroom like the buzzing of a mosquito flapping its wings.

After a moment of silence, the voice reappeared, "Hey, Evas, Evas...... Brother, the Birdies lost, the Birdies lost, and the teacher shouted for you to sit down!" it turned out to be a young man in simple gray casual clothes behind Ivas who whispered to him, his voice was childish, and he sounded a few years younger than Evas, even though they were the same age.

After the class fell silent, the cry of "I...... Me?" Ivas came back to his senses when he heard the boy's reminder, and found himself standing awkwardly in the classroom, with a classmate glancing back at him from time to time.

As for the young boy with a childish voice and dressed in simple gray casual clothes, it was Royce, Evas's good buddy, best friend for five years. The two are usually inseparable, and they will share everything with each other. Ivas is from the easternmost island of the Dragon Kingdom, while Royce is from Alfred, the southern city of the Dragon Kingdom and the second largest city in the Dragon Kingdom. Ivas lacked self-confidence when he first arrived in the big city, and it was the cheerful Royce who gave him the greatest support when he needed encouragement the most. Unlike a few students in his class from the imperial capital of Insonia, Royce looked at his classmates with a sense of pride in being born at the feet of the Son of Heaven. On the contrary, Royce's sincere and straightforward attitude always impresses Ivas.

Both of them are very handsome young men from the Dragon Kingdom, and they can't help but attract the attention of girls when they walk together on campus.

Royce is a traditional handsome dragon man, with a peugeot figure, handsome short brown and black hair, big black playful eyes, a slightly bulging nose, a smiling mouth and thick eyebrows as sharp as a knife, and the birds will chirp for him when he walks through the woods, and the sea will boil for him when he walks to the sea. On weekdays, a casual casual dress shows the boy's liveliness and generosity.

Ivas has the appearance of a tree countryman, which inherits her mother's characteristics: soft brownish-black eyebrows that stretch out to her forehead. The eyes with brown pupils are watery, more beautiful than a girl's eyes. Shoulder-length brown and black soft short hair naturally droops, thin lips are slightly restrained, and the thin bridge of the nose is slightly raised. He is not good at smiling, and he wears an elegant traditional casual dress, showing a luxurious temperament.

For five years, Royce received a lot of love letters from girls, but Evas didn't. Compared with Evas's silent and conservative personality, the girl prefers Royce's down-to-earth and generous brother next door.

Royce and Evas often help each other.

After a whispered conversation, Ivas quickly sat down. He felt as if his whole body was soaking wet, especially his short, brown-black shoulder-length hair, which looked like it had been blistered. However, he didn't expect to sweat so much, maybe he was too immersed in sleeping.