Falling Asleep the Moment Class Began

"Okay, okay!"

Ning Weiyang readily agreed.

"But this one looks really good too!"

She giggled and stuffed the little figurine straight into her pocket.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling were both very considerate of her feelings, making Ning Weiyang feel a little embarrassed about pretending to be weak.

"Mm, it's about time. Let's head to the classroom."

Dugu Yan glanced at the clock hanging on the wall and stood up.

Ning Weiyang nodded, hugged her books to her chest, and followed Dugu Yan out.

Teaching building.

Large classroom for theoretical knowledge.

It was a large classroom that could hold several hundred people, with twenty seats per row and ten rows arranged in tiers.

Each row of twenty seats was divided into one set of four, two sets of three, and five sets of two.

The four-seat and three-seat sections were in the middle, while the two-seat sections were on either side.

Ye Lingling had chosen a three-seat section.

The fifth row of three-seat sections, right in the center.

When Dugu Yan saw Ye Lingling, she walked over.

She and Ning Weiyang sat down.

Ye Lingling took two sticky rice chickens and two cups of soy milk from the desk drawer.

Dugu Yan accepted them and said with a smile, "Thanks for the trouble, Lingling."

Ning Weiyang added, "Thank you, Sister Lingling!"

"You're welcome."

Ye Lingling's cheeks reddened as she avoided their gazes.

There were still ten minutes before class began, but people gradually filed in until the entire classroom was full.

Dugu Yan had Ning Weiyang sit between herself and Ye Lingling. Behind the three of them sat Yu Tianheng, Yu Feng, and Osler.

"Weiyang, we meet again!"

The class bell rang, but the classroom was still bustling with noise.

Yu Feng poked Ning Weiyang, who was seated in front of him, and greeted her with a beaming smile.

"Ah... hello."

Ning Weiyang turned around, saw Yu Feng, and nodded politely.

Then, her gaze landed on Yu Tianheng beside him.

A once-in-a-century genius of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the clan's future successor, Yu Tianheng.

Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang was his uncle?

Yu Tianheng had a cold, aloof face. Noticing Ning Weiyang looking at him, he shifted his gaze and glanced at her from the corner of his eye.

Ning Weiyang met his eyes and felt as though she had been struck by a blast of ice. She hurriedly looked away, turned back around, and stopped looking at him.

Yu Tianheng: "..."

Was he that scary?

Yu Tianheng curled his lip.

He just wasn't smiling.

Seeing this, Yu Feng poked Yu Tianheng. "Brother Tianheng, don't keep such a stiff face. Look, you scared Weiyang."

"Come on, give us a smile!"

Yu Feng grinned toothily at Yu Tianheng.

Yu Tianheng's expression darkened.

Osler reached out, covered Yu Feng's mouth with one hand, and pulled him closer.

"Say less. Class is about to start."

Osler spoke calmly.

This was how he broke up fights.

With Yu Tianheng's temperament, if Yu Feng kept courting death, he would definitely get beaten up.

"Mmph! Mmph!"

With his mouth covered, Yu Feng could not say a word.

He frowned, somewhat displeased.

Hearing the commotion, Dugu Yan turned back to glance at Yu Feng. Smiling, she said, "Little lunatic, Osler is protecting you. Calm down, or you'll really get beaten up later~~"

Once Dugu Yan spoke, Yu Feng quieted down.

He stopped struggling, though his eyes still held some resentment.

He shot Osler a contemptuous look.

Why did he cover his mouth every single time?!

Osler shifted his gaze away without caring and looked at the blackboard.

Yu Feng: "..."

He felt like he was impotently raging.

Pouting, he slumped over his desk listlessly.

"Quiet, students. Turn to page thirty. Today, we'll be learning..."

The teacher in charge of theoretical knowledge began teaching as soon as she entered the classroom.

The previously noisy classroom fell silent in an instant.

Ning Weiyang cast a curious look toward Dugu Yan.

Dugu Yan raised a hand to her ear and whispered, "She's a member of the royal family. Her status is very high."

Ning Weiyang nodded to show that she understood.

So that was it.

"..."

The theoretical knowledge class was dry and boring. As Ning Weiyang listened, she gradually grew sleepy and wanted to sleep.

Unfortunately, the entire morning was filled with this theoretical class.

After one lesson ended, they only had a ten-minute break before another lesson began.

On her first day of school, Ning Weiyang was already lying on her desk.

Thud!

Ning Weiyang had only just fallen asleep when a crumpled ball of paper suddenly hit her on the head and slowly rolled down beside Ye Lingling's hand.