The three of them fell asleep peacefully, sleeping during class and after class, but they didn't know that posts centered on the three of them were gradually being pushed to the top of the forum.
Photos of the three of them being late and dozing off together today were also posted, and the words "Campus F3" were also used to describe the three of them for the first time.
When Zhao Zhao woke up, it was already the end of the third class. He glanced around with sleepy eyes and found that the two people beside and behind him were still sleeping. For He Qinglin, the sun was rising from the west, which was not enough to describe him today.
After waking up, Zhao Zhao started packing his schoolbag. Not only was he late today, but he was also going to skip class. The next period was Chinese class. If he didn't leave now, when would he leave?
He walked out with his schoolbag in hand and happened to run into Xue Yanbei who was coming back from the toilet. Seeing him with his bag on his back, he was obviously stunned, "Zhao Yi, what are you doing?"
Zhao Zhao had no intention of hiding anything, and raised her eyebrows, "I want to skip class."
"Ah?" Then he saw Zhao Zhao really carrying his bag and walking away.
Xue Yanbei really didn't understand what Zhao Zhao wanted to do. He stepped into the classroom, looked up, and happened to meet He Qinglin's eyes.
"Where are the others?"
Knowing who he was asking about, Xue Yanbei answered honestly, "I skipped class."
"Skipping class?"
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On the other side, Zhao Zhao was walking around the school with her bag, specifically heading towards the places where the Student Union conducted frequent inspections. Unexpectedly, halfway through, she didn't see anyone from the Student Union, but ran into the Dean of Studies head-on.
I heard from Xue Yanbei that their principal Song Lehe was notoriously strict and impartial. He would punish anyone who deserved punishment, regardless of whether they were a good student or a bad student, rich or poor.
Hey, good luck.
Zhao Zhao's eyes turned, and she pretended to be panicked and turned around to run. She picked up her schoolbag and swung it, but she "accidentally didn't hold it firmly" and threw it in front of the director.
So, he dropped his schoolbag and immediately ran away in panic. Song Lehe quickly picked up his schoolbag, raised his eyebrows, and said sternly, "Hey kid in front, stop!"
Zhao Zhao's body froze, and he looked like he wanted to run but didn't dare to. Song Lehe knew what this brat was going to do at a glance.
He went up and slapped Zhao Zhao on the back of the head, "What class are you in, little brat? What are you doing with your schoolbag? Are you skipping classes?"
This is the famous Song family's three questions in school legend.
Zhao Zhao grinned, touched his head, and argued cunningly, "I... I didn't, I just... just..."
After a long while, he still couldn't come up with anything. Song Lehe sneered, "Oh, you little brat, you're not a good student. You're always thinking about skipping classes."
"Which class are you from?!"
Seeing his ferocious expression, Zhao Zhao pretended to be frightened and trembled, then quickly said her class name, "Grade 1... Class 1."
Seeing that it was Class 1, Song Lehe was a little surprised, but in the end he still forcibly pulled his sleeve and led him away, "Go to the Academic Affairs Office for tea, and then wait for your homeroom teacher to come and pick you up."
"And what's your name?"
"Yu Zhaoyi." The director walked quite fast, and Zhao Zhao could hardly keep up, feeling a tightness in his chest.
"Yu Zhaoyi, your family..." Zhao Zhao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately looked up. Seeing Song Lehe's expression slightly stiff, he asked again, "You said you are Yu Zhaoyi?"
Zhao Zhao instinctively felt that inviting parents was going to fail, and sure enough, after he nodded, the director not only slowed down his pace, but also refused to mention the matter of inviting parents.
Song Lehe cleared his throat, his face still serious. "Even if you are Yu Zhaoyi, you still have to be punished. I know you are not in good health, so I won't use corporal punishment. Just write a 2,000-word self-criticism for me when you go back today. Also, five points will be deducted from your credits!"
Normally, if you are caught skipping classes by the student union, you will have three credits deducted, but I didn’t expect that if I met the dean, the credits would be doubled.
Zhao Zhao said he made a profit.
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