At 515, the only 8 a.m. class was on Thursday.
Once Thursday morning's class was over, it was basically no different from being on break.
The craze for hiring stand-ins at school mostly revolved around 8 a.m. classes and Fridays.
Since Friday was so close to the weekend, many people looked for stand-ins. After all, spending a few dozen yuan to turn a two-day weekend into a three-day one—why not?
There were people like that in Su Baizhou's class.
She had an excellent memory, so she could tell at a glance who was absent and who did not belong to the class.
Luo Ye did not have many classes on Friday, so he was also in his senior sister's class.
Looking through the stand-in orders in an underground campus group on his phone, he realized that the fee for attending his senior sister's class was absurdly low—practically free.
: Stand-in needed for Friday morning's second class. First-year computer science major. Teacher Su Baizhou's class. Fee: 5 yuan.
Picking up a delivery only cost five yuan, yet attending one of his senior sister's classes also cost five yuan.
Even so, countless people fought over the order, practically wishing they could pay out of pocket to attend.
His senior sister's name had become an advertisement for stand-in services.
When he saw his senior sister frown slightly at the podium, seemingly about to expose them, Luo Ye cleared his throat and drew her attention.
In this class, as long as Luo Ye was there, any sound he made could catch Su Baizhou's attention.
Almost no one had noticed that.
The funniest thing was that in university classes, if someone wanted to use the restroom, they usually did not need to ask permission. They could simply go.
But once, when Luo Ye stood up