In the morning self-study, Wang Qinru was drowsy, with a high row of books in front of the desk, his hands still standing up to his Chinese textbooks, and his head was involuntarily fishing.

When she was half-awake and half-asleep, she suddenly felt a pain in her calf, and the whole person was agitated, and her upper body leaned reflexively, and she woke up with a sound of "bang, bang, bang, bang".

Wang Qinru opened his eyes and tried to make a sober appearance, however, he found that it was useless.

The sound of morning reading stopped at some point, and there was silence in the class, and everyone was silent.

Zhao Jiayu beside her pretended to be calm and stared at the textbook in her hand without squinting, but the corners of her mouth still betrayed her uneasy mood.

Most of the thick first base of books in front of the desk have fallen to the ground, and only a few are left lying tenaciously on the edge of the desk, looking like they are about to die at any time.

Wang Qinru has experienced this scene several times since he was in high school.

At first, I was scared, but as the number of times increased, the thickness of my face grew, and now I can calmly pretend not to care, and I even understand how to correctly convey the signal to the teacher to ask for forgiveness.

Wang Qinru raised her head, and sure enough, she saw their Chinese teacher and head teacher, Han Aimin.

The first time I heard the name, I thought it was a female teacher, but when I saw the real person, I realized that it was a man, tall, handsome and young, a newly graduated doctor, but a little dark.

Han Aimin, who is a little dark, has a darker face at the moment when she is in a bad mood.

Wang Qinru didn't dare to be presumptuous, consciously stood up, looked at Han Aimin, the expression on his face was uneasy, remorseful, and embarrassed.

"Why is it silent, what should I do!" Han Aimin's voice was full of anger.

As soon as he spoke, the sound of reading sounded in the classroom again, and it was a little louder than before.

"You come out for me!" Han Aimin said, turned around and walked out of the classroom.

At this time, Wang Qinru's heart really lifted, just like she was caught by the teacher and slept in class. Because although she is often arrested, this is the first time she has been called out of the classroom.

"Qinru, I'm sorry!" Zhao Jiayu whispered, feeling very guilty.

When she found out that the teacher was too late, she didn't have time to wake up Wang Qinru gently, so she had to kick under the relatively hidden desk, but she didn't expect to make such a big noise, which directly attracted the attention of the whole class and led the teacher over.

"It's okay!" Wang Qinru whispered to reassure and walked towards the door, thinking that the teacher would be waiting at the door of the classroom, but when he went out, he saw him in the corridor far away from the door.

There are six classes on this floor, from east to west are 180 to 185, and there is a staircase in the middle of every two classes, and Wang Qinru's class 181 is right next to the staircase on the east side.

The position where Han Aimin stood, in the middle of the corridor directly opposite the stairs, the stairs of the school were four or five meters wide, and the sound of morning reading was masking them, so that no one in the two classrooms could hear what was said in that position.

"Wang Qinru, what's the matter with you?" Han Aimin asked, her voice was dissatisfied and angry, but there was also concern that could not be ignored.

"Teacher, I'm sorry!" Wang Qinru said that this apology was the voice of her heart, and she heard the teacher's complicated feelings.

"I don't need you to tell me I'm sorry," Han Aimin said with one hand in his pocket and a frown, "It's the first semester of high school, and it's about to be the second year of high school, and you haven't adjusted yet, and you sleep in class every day!" ”

Wang Qinru looked at him, lowered his head and did not speak.

"You sleep in my classes, and you don't need to ask about other teachers' classes, do you know that you have to divide classes in the second year of high school?"

"Yes!" Wang Qinru saw Han Aimin stop, knowing that he was waiting for his answer, so it was not good to continue to be silent.

"I know that if you don't hurry up and work hard, what should you do if your grades can't come up and go to the ordinary class," Han Aimin sighed deeply, "You can learn well in addition to the number of languages, why can't you do the other subjects, don't sleep in class and listen to the lectures?" ”

"......" Wang Qinru was silent, she wanted to give a positive answer, but no, because she knew that she couldn't do it in a short time.

I don't want to just say yes and continue to sleep in the next class, without believing in my words.

"It's okay not to sleep in class, you talk!" Han Aimin was not only angry at the moment, but also panicked in her heart, and couldn't help but raise her voice.

From the first year of high school to the present, he can basically see this girl sleeping in class every day, admitting mistakes with a good attitude but not changing after repeated teaching, and her grades are hovering in the middle and lower reaches.

Going to the ordinary class is purely to scare her, but he really hopes that this girl will work harder, if she can get rid of the problem of sleeping in class, her grades will definitely improve a lot.

"I ...... I'll try my best! Wang Qinru saw that he was angry, so he had to give a compromise answer.

"You ......" Han Aimin choked on his chest with a mouthful of old blood, and he didn't know what to say for a while, he slowed down for a moment and said, "You go back for me, stand for me in the morning self-study, and reflect on it!" ”

"yes, got it!" Wang Qin replied and turned back to the classroom.

Han Aimin turned to look out the window, calming his mood, he couldn't figure out why someone could sleep so well.

I can sleep so well during the day, do I stay up late at night? Did you stay up late at home to play on your phone, or did you go to an internet café all night?

Han Aimin feels that she has found the answer, children at this age are both rebellious and have no self-control, they will never admit it if they don't catch it, and it is not easy to call their parents at every turn.

He decided to do a surprise inspection tonight and go through the surrounding Internet cafes first.

When Wang Qinru returned to her seat, she found that the book that had fallen on the ground had been picked up and put back in place, and she smiled and thanked the girl next to her.

"It's nothing, Qin Ru is okay, the teacher didn't scold you, right?" Zhao Jiayu carefully observed Wang Qinru's face.

"There is no scolding, just let me stand and study in the morning, and reflect on it!"

"I also helped you pick up the book, why don't you thank me?" Bian Zeyu in front saw that she was emotionally stable, so he turned around and teased.

"Well, thank you then!"

"You're too reluctant, aren't you?"

"You turn me around, what's the matter with you!" Zhao Jiayu said fiercely and kicked his stool.

Bian Zeyu snorted and turned around obediently.

"Qinru, isn't your insomnia cured?" Zhao Jiayu covered his face with a book and whispered.

"Not yet, but I can go to bed a little earlier than before!"

"Otherwise, you better go to the hospital to have a look, it's not a way for you to keep doing this!" Zhao Jiayu has said this more than once.

"I'm going to go this Saturday." Wang Qinru said.

When she first started insomnia, she told her family that she couldn't sleep at night, and her parents said that they were free to take her to the hospital, but she didn't have time, and she didn't mention it again.

At the time, I thought that maybe it wasn't a big deal, and it would be fine after a while, but I didn't expect to be bothered by this question all the time.

Wang Qinru knew that her parents were very busy, and it was difficult to ask for leave, so she didn't want to cause trouble, so she wanted to go to the hospital by herself after saving enough money.

With this idea, she saved 50 yuan a week from 200 yuan of living expenses, plus her brother's red envelopes from time to time, and now she has assets of 500 yuan.

With so much money, it should be about the same!