In the early morning, when everything first wakes up, the first rays of sunlight shine into someone else's bedroom. What's someone else's bedroom? Of course, our dormitory building is facing east-west, and it just so happens that the windows of our dorm rooms are facing west, so the morning sun will definitely not shine in.

When the morning sun shines through other people's windows, most of the students are still lying quietly in their own quilts. It is said that young people sleep well, and there is nothing wrong with that, although the weather is very early, but at this time, in addition to those who are going to graduate school, it is estimated that there are only a few people who can get up.

Our dormitory is no exception, I don't know how long it has been since I slept so soundly, as if I have been busy here and there since I came to this school, as if I have not stopped for a moment.

At this time, a melodious singing sounded, waking us up in our sleep, I wiped my eyes, and found that it was the second brother's damn alarm clock that went off. Damn the alarm clock, I can't say that right now, after all, this alarm clock is just the right time reminder tool for us now! But when you arrive, the sound is repeated every day, and it doesn't stop when you don't want to get up, but the hateful second brother doesn't seem to hear it and doesn't manage it, and I really want to kick this damn alarm clock.

The alarm clock rang, it was 7:20 at this time, everyone listened to the sound of the alarm clock, they all consciously sat up, cleaned up their confused state, and then got out of bed to dress and wash, without procrastination at all. After all, this is the time of our first class today, and the first experience is important, who would want to be late for their first day of college?

Classes are entangled in all aspects of college students, and it is safe to say that classes are one of the most important things for college students. In college, the most important thing is to learn, and the rest are secondary, otherwise it will be a waste of time.

It was almost 7:40 when everyone was tidying up, and he was the last to get up except for the fat man. In the four years of college, there is no time that I always like to procrastinate, even if it is only for a minute or two, which is a typical symptom of procrastination. But there are two exceptions here, one of which is that when you go to play games, you can never be ambiguous when you go; The second is that when you watch some classic educational films, you will be inexplicably positive.

Under the urging of the second brother, the fat man was finally finished, found the textbook for this class, and the seven of us walked towards the direction of the classroom collectively.

I remember the first class was a high math class, and it was still early when I arrived at the classroom, but everyone was almost there. There is a law circulating in various colleges and universities - freshmen are satisfied ten minutes early, sophomores are pinched to arrive, juniors are slightly late by a minute or two is always the norm, and seniors are good. The law is very well grasped, and we are now the freshman year, and we came neatly and early, which is in line with this law.

When I came to the classroom, I saw that the classrooms of the University were often completely different from the previous schools. Everyone picked a suitable position and sat down by themselves, and the dormitory chatted with each other about some things, just to consume this ten minutes in advance.

As soon as the time came, the bell rang for class, and the teacher entered the classroom a minute or two early.

"Stand up!" I don't know if it was our class leader or the class leader of the first class who shouted this, so everyone immediately got up and bowed and said, "Hello teacher." ”

Then the teacher also replied to the students: "Hello students! Have a seat. ”

After everyone sat down, I thought that in the next time, the teacher would start to pick up the book and start teaching us about advanced mathematics. But when we sat down, the teacher only wrote his name and phone number on the blackboard in big chalk letters. Then he said: "My name is XXX, this is my phone, in the future, if you don't understand anything, you can come to the office to find me, you can also call my phone." ”

So we all took out our mobile phones one after another, either to take pictures directly, or immediately saved them in our hands.

In the following time, the teacher did not have the slightest intention of taking a book to give us a lecture, so she directly began to tell us the difference between college and high school study, and by the time she was finished, the 90-minute class was over. It turns out that these speeches are necessary for college freshmen to enter the school and start teaching knowledge.

At the end of the first lesson, we learned about this and thought, "Well, it's definitely not just this once." I guessed correctly, for the next week we basically didn't have normal teaching, and it was all the teachers who instilled in the students - you are all college students, and college students are all conscious. If you don't understand, you have to watch it yourself after class, and if you really can't do it, ask the teacher. When you go to college, teachers will not interfere with your extracurricular life, you are willing to work hard, and you are willing to be comfortable, it is your own choice. A college teacher won't follow you like a high school teacher and urge you to study, it's all up to you. It's this kind of learning philosophy.

By the second week, classes were finally on track and the teachers were starting to teach about the university. The freshman year is all basic courses, such as advanced mathematics, English, physics, ideology and politics, etc., which make me feel that it is similar to what I learned in high school, but the difficulty is different, and the teacher's teaching is different, which makes me a little disappointed.

The university teacher is a one-man show at the lectern, just teaching the students the content of the lesson he has prepared word for word. This kind of teaching is too boring, so it is natural to want to sleep. In college class, you just want to sleep on your desk, and no one cares about you. I don't want to listen to it, pick up my phone and go shopping by myself, space, circle of friends, play games, as long as it's not too much, no one will say anything about you.

At the beginning, the students were quite attentive to the lectures, but they couldn't stand listening carefully to every class, so they slowly began to try one by one. What sleep and play games, after the first test to taste the sweetness, students who are not self-disciplined begin to use these unscrupulously to occupy the time of each class.

Occasionally, the teacher would ask a question or two, and in addition to pointing directly at the student in front of him, he would draw some from his own list. When one of them can't answer, the second one is drawn, and so on, but it's still lifeless.

Until this happens. The teacher took the list and called, "xxx." No one answered. So the teacher looked at the name again and continued: "xxx, xxx." No one answered, so he took out a pen and drew a cross on the name, indicating that the student had skipped class.

Then he found another name and continued to read it, but no one answered, so he took out a pen and drew a cross on the name. There was still no one to read it again, so the teacher immediately got angry and said, "Didn't so many people come?" Then let's take the roll call, if you don't come three times, the final grades will be canceled! ”

"xxx, xxx" didn't come to draw a fork, "xxx, xxx" didn't come to draw a fork, and after reading a few in a row, the teacher was very angry and said, "Don't come yet!" I guess I can escape. ”

At this time, I don't know who raised his hand and said, "Teacher, did you take the wrong roll call, you didn't read a single one in our class." ”

The teacher looked at the roster when he heard this, then smiled awkwardly and said, "I got it wrong." Then he straightened his voice and said, "Since we have all said the roll call, then let's order it once, xxx." "Here!" ......

In this way, a new term in college career was started - skipping class, and at the beginning, the students would find out that it was relatively strict, and there were basically no truants. But there were fewer and fewer investigations later, so the students began to slowly try to escape.

Skipping class, a word that college students like to hear. In other words, a university that does not skip classes is an incomplete university. There are many or fewer students skipping classes, but this is the most direct data to distinguish between scholars, gods, dicks, and scumbags.

After the study period of the first year, skipping classes was a common thing in our dorm room, and by the time of the sophomore and junior years, our daily state became the next state.

Early in the morning, when the first rays of sunlight hit our windowsill. To explain, by the time of our sophomore year, our apartment had been renovated and the old dilapidated environment had completely changed. Everything got better, we moved from the 6th floor to the 3rd floor, and the windows were still facing east. Towards the white dew, the sunrise in the east.

When the earth awoke, and the first rays of sunlight shone on our windowsill, the seven were still asleep. "Hmm~Amu~em ...... Let's chirp, chirp...... Delicious! Enen ...... "Such disgusting moans are coming from my bunk, and most of the mornings our dorm room starts the day around these moans, which sound a little like coquettishness, and a little like the screams of the heroine in some kind of romantic action movie." Anyway, it's very unpleasant to listen to.

With a moan, suddenly a disgusting singing sound sounded, and it was the alarm clock of the damn second baby again. Ringing several times, the second baby finally turned off the alarm clock, fortunately it was closed in time, otherwise the people in the dormitory would probably throw the second baby out and cut it. Then the second baby began to get dressed and ready to get up.

Bang! Open! After a loud bang, the second baby stood on the ground: "Fatty, fat, get up!" ”

The fat man turned his head to the side with a painful expression after hearing this, and I slowly got up with confused eyes when I listened to this alarm. Also getting up at the same time were Lan and Lu.

"Erwazi, you call it a yarn, the fat man probably masturbated too much last night." Lan Ruffian said;

"Hmm~" Another groan Wang Yacheng also woke up and said to Lu Yu: "Lu, please bring rice, I want to eat Sichuan's spicy chicken, a bag of steamed buns, and a box of lunch!" ”

"You get up and buy it yourself, I won't bring it to you, let people bring food every day, you don't bother." Lu Yu said with disdain on his face.

Wang Yacheng was coquettish again, and said in a voice that made people want to flatten him very much: "Second baby~"

The second brother responded directly: "No-bring!" ”

Wang Yacheng saw that it was no longer possible, and turned his head to me and said, "Brother Piao, I want to bring food!" ”

I said to him expressionlessly, "I don't bring spicy chicken, I can bring whatever I like." Do you like to eat or not? ”

Wang Yacheng had no choice but to compromise and said: "Don't bring the second child fried rice." ”

Lan Ruffian looked at the two people on the bed who were sleeping motionless and sleeping like dead pigs and said, "These two are not going to class again!" ”

At this time, Ye Ruffian said to Lu in a daze: "Lu, if you name me later, you can help me answer!" ”

Lu Yu then said gently, "Good! ”

Everything is ready, and everyone who is going to class is ready to go out. I was about to follow, but I was about to go, and then I said, "Escape!" Don't go~! With that, he threw the book on the bed.

Wang Yacheng hurriedly said: "Brother Piao, if you don't go, who will help me bring food." ”

I said, "Eat! Eat! Then he jumped into bed and fell asleep.

This version is the version of our daily classes, and although the staff changes each time, the content is roughly similar. At most, the whole dormitory even escaped the second brother who usually doesn't like to skip class, and the second brother's alarm clock rang several times, but everyone was unmoved, and looked up and thought silently: Stable, escape! Then I continued to sleep and couldn't get up.

Skipping class is a part of college students' daily routines, so answering is another daily behavior derived from this daily part.

There is a popular version on the Internet that the teacher is in class and suddenly takes a roll call. One of the students answered in various dialects, and the other buddy also answered only a few, and then said to the other buddy with admiration: "Dude, are you okay, how many answers?" The guy smiled quietly and said, "Not much, it's only eight!" Then the other made a look of admiration.

I didn't believe it would happen in real life until I ran into the ruthless guy in the next dorm room, until that time.

It was an ideological and political class, and everyone knew that the ideological and political class was the best way to skip class, because there were too many students, and there were almost six classes. The teacher talks about himself every time, and the underground ones are either sleeping or skipping class. But one day, I didn't know which nerve the teacher was wrong, so I remembered to name it. At this time, there was only one super brother in the next bedroom, and one of them took off his clothes and changed his voice, and after a while, the names of the other 6 people were answered. It seems that I also answered one or two for other classes by the way.

It's really a god-like operation, and we praised it for a while after reading it at the time. At that time, everyone in our dormitory was talking about how awesome the dormitory next door was, and the people in our dormitory were all present, and I didn't write it wrong, and you didn't read it wrong, in this ideological and political class full of skipping classes, all of our dormitories came, and the key was that we escaped today.

There must be a reason for this, otherwise they wouldn't have arrived so together for no reason, because they were in an ideological and political class a few weeks ago. At that time, when there was no class, everyone in our dormitory was struggling with whether to escape this class, I don't know if it was the fat man or under the instigation of Ye Yu, except for the second brother, everyone else decided to escape. At that time, I was determined to go to class, and they were still lobbying me, and in the end I resolutely went to the ideological and political class.

The conjecturable result is that the teacher did not name names, but the student union came to check attendance. The examination of the student union is not the same as the teacher's roll call, and the teacher can still find someone to answer the name, but the student union is to give you a specific piece of paper to give you some of your own name, so you can't easily cover up anyone. Naturally, they were all recorded as absent from school!

When I returned to the dormitory, they were all deeply impressed by my hunch. Needless to say, the second brother rarely skips class, but I skip a lot of classes. They had to admire that class that was not easy to get caught.

It's too unreasonable for them to honestly follow my rhythm of skipping class, and the reason is that once, they went to a class with a teacher who likes to be named, and I resolutely ran away, and as a result, this favorite teacher didn't call me directly, and they were completely convinced. So for the next period of time, I ran away from them, and they went to class when I went to class, so our dormitory came so well in that ideological and political class, and besides, this class was really named, you say God is not God.

No matter how godly they are, they can't compare to the dormitory next door, they never everyone runs away from class, there will always be one or two who don't escape, and they take turns to go to class, and then the people who come will answer everyone. It's really a god-like bedroom, this is a good roommate in China.

In my third year, I took a major and took a professional class, and everyone in our dormitory knew that it was time to study hard. As for skipping class, there are fewer and fewer of them, but the fat man and Ye Ruffian skip class quite a lot, and they are basically checked by the instructor in the dormitory many times, what a bunch of difficult brothers, good friends!

In my senior year, there were only one or two classes a week, and basically no one escaped, and even if I did, I would directly explain the reason to the teacher, either to intern, or to prepare for the graduate school entrance examination, each with its own things. The teacher is also reasonable, and there is no too much embarrassment for us, after all, the class in the senior year is to skip one less class, and the more you escape, the more you don't!

Skipping class, answering, getting caught, or being lucky not to be caught is one of the most interesting things in college, and it's a feeling that I miss very much later in life. So, I wish those who still have the opportunity to skip class cherish this feeling in front of them.