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?On Saturday, the school had a half-day class, and the teachers of each subject were relentless in assigning homework. The subject representatives ran back and forth between the classroom and the office, and they would always bring back a thick stack of papers every time.
?Probably because I became numb after doing the questions, there were very few moans and sighs in the classroom, waiting for the people in the front row to pass the papers, I took one at random, and then continued to pass it back with a blank expression.
After Qin Sheng got the paper, he went through it from the front to the back. He probably had an idea in his mind, then stuffed it all into his schoolbag, and took advantage of the five minutes before the bell rang to recite the words for a while.
After returning home and eating something casually, Qin Sheng locked herself in the room until Ai Zihan came back from get off work and asked her to go out for dinner, and she suddenly realized that it was getting dark outside.
"Go to bed early tonight, don't stay up until one or two o'clock again." Qin Yanjun put a piece of ribs into Qin Sheng's bowl, and told her earnestly, "The temperature is low at night. You always stay up so late that it hurts your body and catches a cold easily. I would rather Get up early the next day, and your brain will be clearer then."
Qin Sheng lowered his head and licked the rice: "But I can't finish writing if I don't stay up all night."
This is a big truth.
Even if you don't want to write it and wait to copy it, then you have to wait for others to finish writing it first!
Although I know in my heart that all high school seniors have survived so hard, and there will always be someone who works harder and harder than you, but basically every few days there will be resistance in my heart, especially when I am sleepy at night, and there are still more than half of the papers in front of me. I didn't write it, and the teacher will check it in the morning. I really wanted to hit the wall.
Qin Sheng opened his mouth and yawned. Qin Yanjun frowned when he saw it: "Why don't you sleep for a while after eating? Get up and write after you wake up?"
"No, then I guess I'll sleep until dawn." Qin Sheng quickly finished the food in the bowl, hurriedly greeted his parents and went back to the room.
The restaurant was very quiet, the couple sat and ate facing each other, Ai Zihan had no appetite, and was full after only eating half a bowl of rice.
Qin Yanjun took the initiative to go to the kitchen to serve her a bowl of soup, with the usual tone: "Drink some soup to warm your stomach."
Ai Zihan held the spoon in his hand and stirred it lightly in the bowl, then raised his head and glanced at him: "Eat more, too."-
There was no class on the weekend the next day, Qin Sheng turned off the alarm clock in advance, and it was already 8:30 in the morning when he woke up.
You can persuade yourself to write the paper for a while without going to bed, but once you lie in the warm quilt, the lazy cancer will attack.
After turning over several times in a row, Qin Sheng closed his eyes and fell asleep again.
It wasn't until the knock on the door that she woke up suddenly. She immediately got up from the bed and stretched comfortably.
"It's almost half past nine." Ai Zihan opened the door and came in, took the clothes from the hanger next to her and handed them to her, "Hurry up and go out to have breakfast, and it will be noon if you sleep again."
For a week, I expected to sleep well on this day, Qin Sheng scratched her hair with both hands, said yes, and waited for Ai Zihan to go out before starting to change clothes.
After breakfast, Qin Sheng went to the balcony to bask in the sun with two political books in his arms.
After eleven o'clock, there are relatives at home to visit.
Qin Sheng's head started to hurt as soon as he saw his cousin's child. This kid ate her beef jerky before and made a mess of her room. She was annoyed when she saw him, so she was in the mood to play with him.
"Go to your mother, don't stick to me." Qin Sheng dragged the chair to change direction, continued to hold the book and gnawed, the little boy was jumping and jumping next to her, she just pretended not to see, and finally moaned Run to the living room to complain. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com