Le Jing put down the pen in his hand, rubbed his sore wrist, and fatigue hit him like a tsunami.
The faint sound of roosters crowing came from outside, and Le Jing suddenly realized that it was already three or four o'clock in the morning of the next day. He was so excited while writing that he even forgot the time.
The next day's morning class was at seven o'clock, and he could only sleep for two hours at most if he went to bed now.
For the sake of his own health, Le Jing happily decided to take a sick leave today.
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