"Natsume Masao...... Natsume Mao......"

The professor recited the name as he took the roster and searched it over and over again.

The same thing happened again, and the professor searched for a long time, and only found a boy surnamed Natsume, who was the boy he admired very much just now.

There is no girl named Natsume Mao!

"There's no name on it at all!" The professor looked up as he shouted, only to see the classroom door he was looking at, and the girl didn't know where to go.

"Damn...... Are you another auditor who came to make trouble? The professor gritted his teeth.

"Professor, I have a stomachache too, go to the bathroom!"

"Haha, hey, wait for me!"

"That and that...... Sorry professor, but I'm not actually a student in this classroom...... I...... I'm on the wrong track! ”

As soon as someone took the lead, more and more students began to pack their things and prepare to leave.

They can see that as long as they don't say their real names, the professor can't find them at all, especially the students who came to join in the fun of the sports club, they originally entered this classroom because of gossip, and now the minister who is the protagonist has been kicked out, so why do you stay here?

The very shy words came from a girl, who felt that it was not good to disrupt the classroom discipline, but she did not want to stay here and listen to the professor's boring lectures......

She's not in her freshman year, "High Mathematics II" has already been on it, and there is a rumor among students about which teacher speaks well and which teacher speaks badly, this professor belongs to the kind with a very bad reputation, and he is not very kind to others, so students rarely like it.

It is better to stay here and suffer sin, and go out with the flow, and play wherever you want.

"Oh, where do you get so much politeness? If you want to stay in this house, you won't be allowed to stay! Megumi Tosaka smiled and nudged the girl and pushed her out of the classroom door, just now the professor's attitude towards Mio Izumi, Megumi Tosaka saw it in his eyes!

Dare to be so unkind to your girlfriends, my Xiaohui is by no means good!

"Slightly!" Megumi Tosaka grimaced at the professor, and then walked with everyone in the sports club: "Let's go!" Stay here and listen to him read the scriptures? I can't understand the lectures, and I still discriminate against grades! Don't look at whose problem it is! ”

"Don't go!" The professor is going to be really angry.

Megumi Tosaka was anxious when she saw it, and someone was in a hurry, so she pulled the girl and ran out of the door.

The girl hurriedly said: "Slow down, slow down, don't fall far away......"

"Shh Megumi Tosaka hurriedly covered the girl's mouth and grinned: "Crazy, don't call your name, you'll die!" ”

"Oooh!"

Takai, who was still sitting in his seat, looked at Kashima Heiji.

Behind them were a group of boys from the sports club, waiting for the boss to speak.

In the sports club, Mio Izumi is the minister, and everyone is convinced, but the boys feel that Kashima Heiji has more prestige...... After all, the big guys are all men, and they have a common topic!

Takai: "Are you leaving?" ”

Kashima Heiji looked back at the group of club-goaters and thought for a moment, "Find a place to drink at noon?" ”

"Wuhu!"

"Let's go, I know there's a really great izakaya!"

As soon as Kashima Heiji said this, the boys cheered as if they had fried a pot, and the classroom was instantly chaotic.

Yingjing rolled up his sleeves and stood up: "Five-meter sprint, see who runs to the door of the classroom first!" ”

"Rush Rush!"

"Is it okay to have a good time at noon today and analyze the minister's affairs?"

"One thing to say, indeed."

The professor saw that the scene was out of control, and the sweat on his forehead fell.

What's going on?

Good students rioted?!

Why don't you call the school security department?

"Who's that...... Taro Murakami! ”

As if grasping at a life-saving straw, the professor looked at Yingjing and shouted, "If you dare to skip class, I will remember that you usually fail!"

”

Killing chickens and monkeys works everywhere...... The premise is that Takai is really Taro Murakami.

"I'm sorry Professor," Takai smiled back at the professor, "I'm not Taro Murakami, so you can sign on my behalf!" ”

"You!"

The professor stared and was speechless.

He has been teaching in Waseda for so many years, what kind of signature has he not seen?

This is really the first time I have seen such a signature.

It is much clearer that the university professor is the student who signs on behalf of the student, so he knows even more that this matter has nothing to do with Taro Murakami, and he can't spread his anger on others.

It's not that his conscience found that one yard is one yard.

But if Taro Murakami was really hung up because of this incident, the student was angry and sued the teaching office, and he ignored it.

Isn't it just a lack of attendance? According to the regulations, only a little of the usual points will be deducted, which is far from the level of directly disqualifying the exam, and then Murakami Taro himself can completely deny that there is such a thing as looking for a signature...... If any one person makes trouble in class under someone else's name, he can be disqualified from the exam, and the school will be chaotic in the future.

"The Sword Comes"

Therefore, the professor could only watch as these students left the classroom in large numbers, and in the end, there were only a few people left in the classroom, and they could be counted on both hands.

"What's going on?" A classmate who was sleeping on the table yawned and raised his head, looking around sleepily: "Class? ”

"Nope!" The companion who was wearing headphones and playing games next to him said: "I don't know what's going on, it seems that just now a room was signed on behalf of the people, and then it may be an uprising, and the signing collective has stopped." ”

After sleeping for two classes, the boy stretched: "I said, this professor is talking like, how can so many people come to listen to the class...... If you want me to say, why do you sign on your behalf? Come over yourself and make up for it. ”

The boy who played the game stared at his phone intently and replied: "That's what I told Murakami, and if he doesn't listen, then I can't do anything." ”

"Now for the roll call! Those who don't arrive will continue to be counted as absenteeism! ”

Finally, the angry professor looked at the lonely and depressed classroom, and finally couldn't hold back his anger.

The anger of signing on behalf of you is not on the heads of those of you who are absent from work, but your absence is not over!

The boy who was playing the game put up his mobile phone with a horizontal screen, and his two hands were moving rapidly.

"What are you doing?"

The sleeping companion leaned over.

"Report the bad news to Murakami," the boy who was playing the game looked up at the angry professor and shook his head, "Then let him mourn." ”

"Do you have a table to eat when you go back?"

"I'll sit at the kid's table."

At this moment, Taro Murakami, who was hugging and gnawing at a café with his girlfriend outside of school, received a phone call.

"Good news, bad news." Said on the other end of the phone.

Taro Murakami was stunned: "Good news? ”

"The good news is that you signed in for the second class."

Taro Murakami smiled, thinking that his brother is reliable!

"And what about the bad news?"

"The bad news is that your agent signed for the professor and he was about to have a cerebral hemorrhage, and he went on strike and skipped class. The professor's lungs exploded, so he clicked the name a third time, there were too few people in the classroom to save you, and the mourning was smooth. ”

"All are ......"

Taro Murakami was stunned directly.

"Huh? Signing? He looked at his girlfriend: "When did I find a signatory?" ”