"Yeah, it's okay to take a break sometimes, otherwise you might get bored with working out."

"That's right. Even if you like something a lot or it's good for you, you'll get bored if you keep doing it. It's good to relax occasionally."

"Yes, yes! That's exactly what I meant! Anze's comprehension is amazing!" Nakano Aoi smoothed a strand of hair behind her ear, once again marveling at Anze Ryo's thinking.

She clearly shared the same thought, but she couldn't express it.

Perhaps this is the difference between people: some people vaguely understand certain principles, but when asked to articulate them, they cannot. While there are others who...

Not only is he mentally sharp, but he also has exceptional language skills.

Anze is clearly one of these smart people.

As they spent more time together, Nakano Aoi realized that Ansawa was no ordinary person.

Even my sister-in-law was curious and asked about Anze last night...

And the aloof club president also seems to have some feelings for Anze.

As Nakano Aoi vaguely sensed something, the two quickly arrived at the school.

The first lesson was Mandarin, and the teacher's teaching style was very dull, causing many students to fall asleep while listening.

Normally, An Zeliang would lie down and sleep with her, but this morning he was busy coding for half the day and chatted with Nakano Aoi all the way, so he was not only not tired, but also a little excited.

After thinking for a while about which skill to upgrade, he still had no clue... so he decided to relax for a bit.

Then, Anze Liang took out a PSP handheld console from his bag, which was a gift from the company president.

It's a good way to pass the time and relax.

With his all-around gaming skills, An Zeliang can concentrate on playing games without caring about anyone else.

The classroom was quiet, with rows of students listening attentively and occasionally taking notes.

Snapped!

Just then, the Chinese teacher suddenly swung her hand, and a piece of chalk flew past and hit a sleeping student on the head.

Then, the Chinese language teacher frowned and scolded him with disappointment.

"Inoue Kazuya-kun!"

"You were sleeping during the first class this morning. Did you not sleep last night? What were you doing last night?"

Instantly, several students who were almost asleep in the classroom were startled awake, their eyes wide open and their bodies sitting up straight.

Kazuya Inoue, who was singled out for criticism, rubbed his head and quickly straightened his posture. His face was covered in red marks, obviously from being pressed down by his arm while sleeping.

The Mandarin teacher noticed this and her tone became even more impassioned.

"Students, do you look like high school students? You have no youthful energy at all!"

Under the reprimand of the Chinese language teacher, the students who had almost fallen asleep all showed expressions of shame.

Inoue didn't dare to argue with the teacher, but his gaze fell on Yasuzawa Ryo, who was playing a game by the window.

This isn't just outrageous, it's downright lawless! There are no rules whatsoever!

Because An Zeliang was playing games in front of the teachers and students, and he didn't even want to hide the game console under the table to play.

Too arrogant! !

however.

The Mandarin teacher acted as if she hadn't seen it.

He had only dozed off for a short while when the teacher hit him on the head with chalk... An Zeliang is so arrogant, why don't you do anything about it, teacher?

But Inoue only dared to think these things in his heart; he never dared to say them aloud.

After all, a student had raised this question before, and the result was a severe reprimand. It was completely pointless.

"..."

Then, after giving a veiled reprimand to the students who weren't paying attention, the Chinese language teacher glanced at An Zeliang, who was playing video games. But it was just a glance; the lesson continued.

that's it.

An Zeliang not only didn't stop, but after playing games under the teacher's nose for a whole class period, he was overcome with sleepiness again, probably because he hadn't slept enough the night before... So An Zeliang started sleeping like a baby during the second class.

This scene naturally made the troublemakers in the class a little unhappy, a kind of unhappiness born of envy and jealousy.

But it's clear that the teacher won't care about An Zeliang's outrageous behavior.

Even though he was sleeping soundly with his mouth smacking, the teacher didn't mind at all. Instead, he paused for a moment and continued the lesson.

"Damn it! Is this the treatment of top students?" Inoue was filled with envy and jealousy when he saw this scene.

He gritted his teeth and decided to start working hard from this moment on!

I want to be a top student too!

I want special privileges too!!

Little did An Zeliang know that he had unknowingly saved a poor student... and even helped the student get into a good university.

And so, another class ended.

Until the very last class, English class.

Ms. Hayano stood in front of Mr. Yasuzawa's desk.

Meanwhile, An Zeliang was still in a baby-like sleep... He was dreaming about something, and he even smacked his lips, as if he was drinking milk?

Chapter 139, Section 137: Hayano-sensei is really addicted, Hoshimiya Rin is really jealous.

Is it?

Hayano Hoshiko stood in front of Yasuzawa Ryo, looking at him quietly with a somewhat serious expression.

Seeing this, Sayaka couldn't help but look worried. Would Hayano-sensei scold Ansawa? She wanted to help Ansawa, but after thinking it over, she didn't know what to do.

After all, she was just a poor student. If she tried to explain things to Anze, she might be misunderstood instead.

It's even possible that classmates might misunderstand their relationship with Anze, which could have a negative impact on Anze.

Thinking of this, Sayaka refrained from speaking, though her expression remained worried. At this moment, Hayano-sensei's expression was more serious than ever before, without the slightest fluctuation.

The other students in the class, seeing that the usually gentle Ms. Hayano was so serious today, all assumed that she was angry and about to reprimand Yasuzawa Ryo. This inexplicably excited some of the more rebellious students.

That damned top student! He's finally going to get some discipline!!

Sleeping in Hayano-sensei's class? You're in for a scolding!

That's right, Hayano Hoshiko's class was over, and Yasuzawa Ryo slept the entire time! He even smacked his lips every now and then, seriously affecting everyone's mood.

Even a gentle teacher like Hayano-sensei would probably be very angry!

With these thoughts in mind, the students looked at the stern-faced teacher Hayano with their own ideas, waiting for the scene of Yasuzawa Ryo being lectured.

However, at this moment, Hayano Hoshiko's inner thoughts contrasted sharply with her outward seriousness. Looking at Ansawa Ryo's sleeping posture, she almost cried out in excitement, but thankfully she managed to suppress it with great willpower!

"So cute! How can there be such a cute boy?!" Hayano Hoshiko gazed at the sleeping Yasuzawa Ryo, her face slightly flushed. She subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch his cheek, but remembering that they were in a classroom and many eyes were on her as a teacher, she could only forcibly suppress this perverted desire...

Just then, the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.

An Zeliang seemed to have been woken up by the noise, or perhaps he had just woken up... He twitched his eyelids and slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was Ms. Hayano standing in front of him. He was a little annoyed—not annoyed with Ms. Hayano, but annoyed by the school bell ringing.

He had just opened his mouth when, at the crucial moment, he was interrupted!

Damn it!

Anze rubbed his sleepy eyes and yawned, "Good morning, Hayano-sensei..."

Students: "?"

It's already noon!

Hayano-sensei, aren't you going to teach this outrageous guy a lesson?

The students' eyes were fixed on Hayano Hoshiko, filled with a mixture of worry and anticipation...

At this moment, Hayano Hoshiko appeared calm and spoke in a very calm tone: "Anze, it's already noon, and my classes are over."

"Oh, I didn't expect my sleep quality to be so good." An Zeliang's tone sounded quite satisfied, which made the students jealous.

After a moment of silence, Ms. Hayano said slowly, "Anze, come to my office. I have something I'd like to discuss with you."

Finished

She then turned and left.

He looks angry.

An Zeliang didn't feel anything. Although he thought that Hayano-sensei might be trying to educate him, based on his understanding of Hayano-sensei, he would at most ask a few questions about his studies, and there would be no scolding or anything like that.

So, An Zeliang stretched and walked out of the classroom.

As the two figures disappeared through the classroom door, a heated discussion immediately erupted from inside the classroom.

"Mr. Hayano called Yasuzawa Ryo into his office alone; is he going to give him a good scolding?"

"I guessed so. He got what he deserved for sleeping in class every day!"

"Did you see Hayano-sensei's expression? This is the first time I've seen her so serious and angry. Yasuzawa Ryo is definitely going to get a severe scolding this time!"

"Hey, Inoue, what do you think?"

"... "

Hearing someone ask for his opinion, Inoue, who was engrossed in reading and studying, looked up, glanced at the doorway where Yasuzawa Ryo was no longer in sight, and slowly said, "I don't think so. Maybe Hayano-sensei just has something else to do, or maybe it's even a reward."

"what?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

award?

Not only are they not scolded for sleeping in class, but they're even rewarded?

Inoue Kazuya stopped participating in the others' discussions, took out his lunchbox, opened his textbook, and began to catch up on the lessons he had missed while eating lunch.

He wanted to work hard and become an outstanding student like An Zeliang!

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