Cross-server master of online games

After brushing the daily routine, I downloaded two more dungeons, and it was quite rewarding to spawn a healing jewelry.

When Sheng Hanyan raised his head, the hour hand of the clock hanging on the wall had already pointed to the number 10, he hurriedly said goodbye to Fengyue Wutian and went offline, and looked back at Chang An and the three of them were still fighting in the dungeon.

Sheng Hanyan packed his schoolbag, "It's not over yet? I still have class tomorrow morning."

Chang An nodded, "It's over." But judging by the way he was concentrating on the game, he probably didn't even notice what he was answering.

Zhou Pei, who was sitting next to him, raised his hand and patted the things on the bookshelf, "Brother has a secret weapon, what are you afraid of?"

"Follow!" Cheng Xingxiu said immediately.

Sheng Hanyan smiled and changed into his pajamas and climbed onto the bed. After hearing Chang An's concern about his sleep quality and Zhou Pei's explanation with a smile, he fell asleep.Nothing can be shaken, from ten o'clock every night to seven o'clock the next morning, the fixed biological clock is harder to push than the final boss in the 25-player book.

Thinking about the notes and review materials taken by Zhou Pei, Sheng Hanyan felt that his roommates might really rely on the notes and review materials that Jing Simiao gave them this semester. Sometimes thinking about the senior upstairs is really a bit harmful .

What if the teacher changed the syllabus this time?

Zhou Pei shook his fingers afterwards and said, "University professors are so busy pursuing higher-level research, how can they spend their time on their undergraduate teaching?"

Well, sometimes Sheng Hanyan has to admit that what Zhou Pei said is correct.Once upon a time, he was also a person who listened carefully to the lectures and took notes in class, but looking at what the teacher said, it was exactly the same as the notes sent by Jing Simiao.

Old professor, can you use dim sum again?

Sometimes Sheng Hanyan would think, why not just sleep in today, since there are notes anyway.

But with guilt and the biological clock that he had cultivated over the years, he lifted the quilt and woke up to find that his three roommates were still soundly asleep.He didn't know what time his roommate went to bed in the end, but it was definitely not early.

Anyway, Sheng Hanyan is used to it.

He is used to going to bed early and getting up early, so he is the first to wake up every day and is also responsible for the breakfast of the other three, regardless of the weather.It's not that Chang An and the others are forcing them, sometimes he is in charge of breakfast, then Chang An and the others will be in charge of their dinner, it all depends on personal habits and whether it goes well or not.

This day was also the same. Sheng Hanyan came to the school with breakfast for three people. There were only a few people sitting in the huge classroom, and many students came in at the last bell.

The university is good at this, the seat is random, so people who come late can only sit in the front.

There is really no atmosphere for reading.

The dormitory has always been good for four people to sit together, so Sheng Hanyan filled the row of four seats by the window by himself.Sitting in front of him was Wang Hetai from Room 407. Sheng Hanyan didn't want to notice him on purpose, but he was lying on the table, rubbing his stomach and shouting constantly, "Hungry, so hungry, starving to death... ..."

His roommate sat on the side and held his forehead, "Let you get up early, how can there be breakfast after 8:[-]..."

"I still count on you..." Wang Hetai said pitifully.

The time passed minute by minute, and half an hour had passed since the class, and Sheng Hanyan's three roommates still hadn't shown up. The breakfast on the table was already a bit cold. Although the steamed buns with meat didn't cost much, it was a waste after all. not good.

Are they really not coming?

The vibration of the phone attracted Sheng Hanyan's attention.

The first text message said, "Xiao Sheng, I'm sorry we overslept, and we won't be in class in the morning! ——Chang An."

Sheng Hanyan knocked on the person lying on the table in front, "Student, there is breakfast here, do you want to eat?"