The Impossible-to-Wake Early Monday Class

After the weekend came Monday.

On winter mornings, everyone found it even harder to get up, yet their first class happened to be a major course.

Professor Li Ping lectured away on his own. In university, no one forced you to study. Those willing to learn would push themselves.

Take Tang Enqi, for example. Li Ping had always been very satisfied with her.

No matter when class was held, she could stay alert and listen attentively.

Li Ping looked in Tang Enqi's direction and discovered that she had already collapsed onto her desk, sleeping soundly.

Li Ping: ...

What was going on?

Had he mistaken her for someone else?

Tang Enqi was actually sleeping?

On the other side, his class representative, Luo Ye, was also asleep with his head on the desk.

Only Wang Dachui was still holding his head up through his dark circles.

Li Ping showed an approving expression.

Who was this boy? His perseverance was pretty impressive.

The next moment—

Wang Dachui could not hold on any longer and collapsed onto his desk as well.

Li Ping's face darkened.

In such a large class, was there really not a single person who could stay energized for an early winter class?

Where was the class monitor?

The class monitor was sleeping alongside the class representative.

Thus, Computer Science Class 1's entire sophomore class had been wiped out.

Oh, no. One person was still quite alert.

It was the sports committee member, Lu Renjia.

But Li Ping had not noticed him. The sports committee member of this class had always lacked any sense of presence, like he was invisible.

Just how lacking in presence was he?

Even during the freshman-year physical fitness test, Li Haoyang had been the one in charge.

Back then, Coach had forgotten that there was