"Bzzz—bzzz—!"
The vibration of the phone in his pocket made Lin Yu's thigh go slightly numb. He woke up in a daze and instinctively silenced the vibration, only to discover that he was sprawled over a wooden desk.
The spacious classroom was still extremely crowded with more than sixty desks packed inside. The ceiling fan turned slowly overhead, creaking as it rotated, but did little to reduce the stifling heat. The sliding blackboard equipped with multimedia projection was covered in writing, with the four large characters "Diligence in Learning" hanging above it.
The Mediterranean-looking teacher in a blue plaid shirt, his belly protruding, cleared his throat. His voice came through the little speaker hanging from his waist, mixed with crackling electronic noise that overpowered the sharp chirping of the cicadas in the parasol trees outside the window.
"...So, students, you can't just force yourselves to memorize classical poetry and prose. Once you learn the story behind today's piece and understand it before memorizing it, you'll find it much easier to commit to memory."
The students below, already somewhat dazed from the heat, gave little response. The old teacher at the podium was used to it, though, and continued speaking on his own.
"Today's piece actually contains three layers of emotion from the author. The first is naturally the joy of seeing beautiful mountains and rivers and the splendor of nature..."
The teacher's voice gradually became a kind of white noise. Lin Yu gave his head a slight shake.
Then Lin Yu felt someone poke his arm beside him.
"Hey, hey, Brother Lin, how come you slept so deeply today? I wanted to share some biscuits with you just now, but you didn't wake up."
Lin Yu looked to the side. The boy sitting beside him was a little chubby, with