The two sleeping gods, one left and one right, have surprisingly consistent movements. They are buried between their arms, leaving only two handsome figures.

The onlookers couldn't help taking this scene with their mobile phones. Before they could share, the mobile phone was taken away from their hands.

Classmate: "

He turned around and looked at the kind face of the grade director.

Classmate: "sleeping trough!!"

He looked at the teaching director's hand and had held a thick stack of mobile phones, at least seven or eight, and achieved a lot.

The teaching director held up his mobile phone and showed it around for everyone to see clearly:

"A group of little bunnies, I've caught them! All their mobile phones have been confiscated. Don't want to go back before the college entrance examination. If there is a problem, let your parents talk to me in person! You, you... And you, each write an 800 word review and submit it to the grade office!"

He ordered several people, all with a vegetable face, bowed his head and dared not go out.

The grade director glanced at the classroom of class 3, senior high school, saw two figures in the last row, turned to the crowd and lowered his voice:

"Du'an, be quiet. Don't you see Mr. Jiang sleeping? It's all scattered. Class will begin soon..."

Although they were unwilling, they had to disperse.

Li Qinian woke up in the teacher's loving eyes.

As soon as she looked up, she was facing the cold light reflected by the math teacher's lens. The distance between them was only half a meter.

"Classmate, what can I do for you? Sorry, no group photos, no photos."

Li Qinian was sleepy and blurted out the words in his mouth.

"Classmate?!"

The math teacher was a thin little old man. She smiled angrily when she asked.

It was this smile that made Li Qinian return to his mind.

"My mouth foam splashes in class. You pour it well and sleep soundly and sweetly!"

The little old man was about 165 tall. When he scolded Li Qinian, he had to raise his head.

Li Qinian: "......"

"Go and work out this problem!"

The little old man pointed to the blackboard and motioned her to solve the problem.

Li Qinian stared at the topic for a minute before slowly opening his mouth:

"Teacher, I won't."

"Not yet!"

The little old man was directly shocked by her righteous attitude, "go! Punish at the door of the classroom, stand awake and doze off!"

Class 3 of senior high school is a top class in science. It is full of hard-working and studious Xueba. He is thirsty for learning and has a strong sense of consciousness. He has not met any students who have been wandering in class for a long time, let alone sleeping on his stomach in full view of the public!

Li Qinian stood up and was about to leave his seat when he suddenly saw that his bad deskmate was still sleeping sweetly. Such a big noise didn't wake people up.

Li Qinian pointed to the people around him:

"Teacher, why didn't he stop?"

Is the penalty station discriminatory?

Math teacher: "......"

The whole class: "......"

The classroom was strangely quiet.

"Cough, Mr. Jiang, wake up."

The little old man's volume dropped several degrees directly.

The man on the table was motionless.

"Well, Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang..."

The little old man repeated a few more times.

Finally, the person lying on the table moved, and his black hair shook with the movement of his head.

Li Qinian glanced at a face that was difficult to describe in words.

The man didn't seem to wake up yet. His eyelids were drooping down and showed thick impatience. His eyes were clean and clear, like the cleanest spring in Tianshan lake.