[Comprehensive Yingmei] What kind of experience is it like to take online classes in Gotham?

Outrageous, shall we say, outrageous.

Why are teachers so keen on presentations!

Except for very few single people, more of them are actually in groups! ! !

Damn it, is this trying to kill social terror?The people in the class are really unfamiliar, what should I do?

Next time, I will definitely get together with the people in the class to choose courses TAT

"I think it's not that I can't do the whole group assignment by myself. I really don't know anyone in the class..." I lay down on the desk without love.

"Face it, learning to socialize will be your first step in college," Tim said grimly.

"Tim, you've changed!" I clutched my chest and turned pale in shock, "Who are you? Give back my understanding brother Tim!"

"Since I'm supervising your online classes while working overtime." Tim sneered, "You'd better be sensible."

Oops, little angel Tim is black!

"If you are wronged, you have a debt, you have a master, I didn't throw the job to you. If you have any opinions, go to your father, not me!!!" I finished this sentence quickly.

Woohoo, Tim, the overtime social animal, is really scary.

Tim, who works at home today, was ordered by his father to work in this small study of mine. By the way, he supervised my online classes according to my mother's wishes.He quietly raised his head from his report: "The father's debt is paid by the son."

"Then go find Damian!" I didn't hesitate.

Dead friends don’t die poor, Damian, the task of calming Tim’s anger is entrusted to you!

But I think that Tim came to my little study to supervise my online classes and work overtime while doing overtime in another place.That is to say, my class starts at 09:30 p.m. and lasts until 11:30, and then the second class starts at [-]:[-] p.m. and ends at [-]:[-], and then it is lunch time.If there is no afternoon class, this schedule does not conflict with my usual sleep schedule, and I don’t even need to experience jet lag—except, of course, that there is a class in the afternoon.

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The time difference in the afternoon class is the most painful, especially when there is an afternoon class that is full of classes all day.

Tuesday and Wednesday, two full days of classes.

Today, on Tuesday, I encountered the biggest difficulty after school started.

hour!Difference!

You'll probably never understand what it's like to attend a class with intense focus at two o'clock in the morning.

Don't ask, it's painful to ask.

Getting up at night to go to class is crazy and sleepy, and sleeping during the day is completely useless. If I don’t have a good rest, my mind is dizzy, and my emotions bring irritability. I seem to be the one who complains.

My brother—Tim the Angel—kindly offered me his coffee the nth time I shuddered and picked up food and tried to stuff it up my nose.

To be precise, he gave me a cup of the nth cup of coffee he refilled today.

After drinking a cup of espresso black coffee without milk and sugar, my mind really cleared up a lot.

"This coffee is one of the best and most potent coffee beans I've ever tasted," says Tim.

The thick dark circles under his eyes gave him great persuasiveness in this statement. Who doesn't like the brand of coffee beans used by senior migrant workers.

"But it doesn't change the fact that I lack sleep." I felt like my soul was going to fly out of the top of my head.

"But it keeps you from trying to feed your nostrils," Tim grumbled deadpan.

If this scene appeared in the comics, our side should be a black low pressure.And Tim, who was sitting next to me, definitely had more depression than I did.

"Miss Louise, I think you should take a rest after eating instead of drinking a cup of strong black coffee." Alfred mercilessly took the coffee away from my hand and replaced it with a cup of hot milk.

I very much agree with what Alfred said.

But in fact, I didn't wake up very long - after my evening class, which was a morning class for me, I went back to my room and fell asleep until Alfred knocked on the door at seven o'clock and asked me to eat dinner .

"But I'll wait until the eighth day of the festival..."

Empty eyes, empty head.

"You are so kind." I looked at the milk in my hand and held it up affectionately: "You are just a cup of hot milk that I will drink. You don't have to go to class, don't worry about lack of sleep, don't do group work, don't After asking students one after another, I couldn't form a group." After I finished speaking, I sighed.

"QAQ" had a unique fishy smell of fresh milk in his mouth, and I felt tears in my eyes: "Dad, milk is bullying me."

Yi Ruth is pitiful, Yi Ruth is helpless.Yi Lusi felt aggrieved.

I'm just a poor jet-lag early eight-person Ba Liao, destroy this tired and unloved world! ! !

"Father, I think we should get a doctor to look at her brain."

Damian told Dad he meant I was out of my mind.

But feeling my body was hollowed out, I didn't want to talk to him.Besides, after staying up for several days, maybe I really have something wrong with my brain, after all, I was still in a trance just now.

I lowered my head and stuffed a mouthful of pasta into my mouth. In fact, I have not eaten two bites of this ill-fated plate of cream cheese baked noodles. It is very delicious, but just now, sleep, which is also the primitive need of human beings, defeated eating.

But having said that, although I was in a trance for two days, it was not very painful.The main reason is that I haven't stayed up late for a long time in the past two years, and my proficiency in the skill of staying up late has dropped a lot. In addition——I just want to say a few words and complain to my sweetheart dad Let go of Liao.

Is it wrong to act like a baby with your dad? !Is it wrong to compare yourself to my handsome and considerate dad? !Damian actually said that I was out of my mind!

Furthermore, online classes are really fun.

Some teachers do not require students to turn on the camera. In this case, no one cares about you even if you lie in bed in class.For morning class, you don’t need to get up so early and rush to the classroom, just enter the online class a few minutes earlier, even the teacher doesn’t know you are fishing.

It’s no wonder that the school put forward a suggestion to let parents supervise the class—as for why this is just a suggestion, I have to thank all the parents for their strong opposition.

My years of fishing experience told me that if I want to continue to be happy, I have to make myself miserable.

If you have three points of sleepiness, express five points, and learn to complain.In this way, even if your dear parents see that you are pretending to be pitiful, they will not be able to help forgiving you.

The life philosophy of this straight ball player: act coquettishly and pretend to be pitiful for minor illnesses and pains, and shut up if they are serious but can be solved by themselves to prevent them from worrying.

Whether it is a dear mother or a caring father can use this trick!

Acting coquettishly and pretending to be pitiful is really time-tested. When I was in kindergarten in Gotham—yes, yes, I went to Gotham for two years—the people in Gotham were super xenophobic. I was the richest man in Gotham, Bruce Wayne. The child of the child can be regarded as a Gotham man.But another child whose parents are from out of state is often ridiculed.

The children are blond, blue-eyed, white, tender and cute. They are timid and dare not fight back when they are bullied, which completely fuels the arrogance of those child kings.

Can the brave Yi Ruth Wayne let the cute children be bullied?My heart is full of the five good values, and with a childlike innocence, I rolled up my sleeves and rushed forward when a child was being bullied.

At that time, my dad and Alfred were still committed to raising me as a sweet little princess, so I, who was wearing a beautiful pink and tender princess dress, with a beautiful ball head and a little crown on my head, held Clenching his fist, he hit the three bullies like a small cannonball, hitting the three-year-old on top of the five-year-old.

Under the tearful and dumbfounded eyes of the cute little friend, I fought three against one, and the little crown on my head was thrown off by me.

——In the end, my dad and their parents were called by the kindergarten teacher.

My dad was the first to arrive, and walked into the teacher's office under the watchful eyes of a group of radishes.

I stood hand in hand with the kid who was being bullied. My hair was messy and my body was dirty. I didn’t know who was fighting me. print.The kid who was bullied also had disheveled hair and dirty body, with tears in his eyes.

On the other hand, except for the messy hair and dirty clothes of the three bullying kids, they don’t look as miserable as us, but they are also very well-nourished—because I beat them through their clothes.

The moment my dad came in, I started crying, sobbing, looking like I was being bullied miserably, and I opened my arms to be hugged by him.

My dad could only hug me up while wiping my tears and coaxing me. The more he coaxed me, the louder he cried, and then the five children in the office started crying loudly until the parents arrived.

My villain first filed a complaint and told my dad that they bullied me and even bit my face, with the teeth marks clearly showing on my face.

Will my father, who is tortured by my fake crying, believe me?I don't care, anyway, his daughter was bullied and the evidence is in front of him. If he doesn't stand up for me, my mother and grandpa Fu will naturally reason with my father.

Anyway, the matter was settled in the end, and the three bear children were taken back by their parents to discipline them.

When I got home, my dad taught me with a straight face: Don't challenge a powerful opponent when the strength is disparate.

My dad was super fierce with a stern face, I acted like a baby at him, and I would sweetly call out "Dadbi" and then "I was wrong". What about Xi's daughter?

Anyway, my dad did a good job, this trick is invincible, pretending to be pitiful and coquettish, begging for forgiveness, and avoiding non-principle problems.The sweetheart dad who loves so much can't refuse to kiss his daughter's acting like a baby at all!

...Well, Jason couldn't refuse either.

How do you say that?

Although I love to cry, it doesn't affect my chug while crying.

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It's really uncomfortable to be upside down day and night in Gotham online classes, but going back to online classes will not only cause jet lag, but also face more troubles that I don't want to deal with for the time being.Thinking about it, it is better to stay in Gotham, at least the brothers are eye-catching and Alfred's super-high craftsmanship is behind as a soul supply.

please!Who could say no to Alfred's occasional dessert feed!The cookies are so-so delicious!

I sighed so much while eating the special cookies of the Butler Xia Love brand while taking online classes.

Damian is the one who dotes on my small study today. He sits on the small sofa and flips through my textbooks.

"Don't you have any homework... or something like that to do?" After Damian sat on the sofa and read a class book, I asked strangely: "I remember you should be in the third year of junior high now?"

Damian closed the book and looked me over.

"That childish thing, I knew it when I was three years old." He stated very flatly.

I:? ? ?

What is he saying?What is three years old?

It may be that the confused expression on my face is too obvious, and it is really rare for Damian to have the patience to explain to me—patient, although I have not known my blood brother for a long time, I still feel that He couldn't relate to the term - he said: "To date, I've qualified for quite a few PhDs."

I am stupid.

Is it really a doctorate qualification, is this the full-level kid?

"Then why didn't you get your degree certificate? It wasn't issued to you because you were too young?" I don't think it's necessary for Damian to lie to me like this, and I decided to believe him.

"Because all the teachers who taught me are dead," Damian said.

Seriously?What a villain to say this kind of thing... The villain in the novel said, "The grass on the grave of anyone who has seen me is two meters high" or something like that.I remember that in Gotham, a city full of crime, the Wayne family is a rare enterprise of conscience?

"Your words really have a sense of story..." I complained: "Will you not say later: 'You know my origin, I need you to keep a secret-only the dead keep secrets' what? right?"

"Are you out of your mind?" Damian's rare little patience was finally lost by me. He said "Take your class" with a dark face and forcefully ignored me.

ok I admit it.

I'm really mean.