Chapter 29 (1/2)

Chapter 29

The next day was officially the first day of class. Public Administration was known as a versatile major as the students would learn a large variety of things such as Principles of Management, Western Economics, Organizational Behavior, and Applied Statistics.

During the first few days of classes, everyone paid their full attention to the lectures. Yang Shichao even bought a new notebook and carefully took notes. Everyone was attentive except Chen Hansheng.

However, once everyone started getting used to the daily class routines, they started to relax as Hansheng did at the beginning. Chen Hansheng, on the other hand, had started sleeping in class.

“Hansheng, why aren’t you paying attention?”

Li Zhennan was Hansheng’s seatmate so he saw everything.

“I’m old. I can’t remember anything I learn.” Chen Hansheng replied lazily. He had been like Yang Shichao at the beginning, where he had bought a brand new notebook and diligently scribbled neat notes into the first couple of pages. But by the time he was to fill the fifth page, the words either started looking like a doctor’s handwriting or there were doodles everywhere.

“You’re not that old. At least try to pay attention. Otherwise, you’re just going to look for me to tutor you for the exam.”

Yang Shichao started putting on his ‘oldest among the roommates’ hat as he showed off his class notes.

Chen Hansheng pursed his lips as he thought, ‘By the time the final exams come around, Shen Youchu will be my girlfriend already. So why would I need you to tutor me?’ He also couldn’t stand Yang Shichao pretending to be a scholar as the former pushed the latter’s shoulder and said, “Let’s go. We’ll catch them all in one go. CS Dust II.”

“No, no. Don’t hinder my study.” Yang Shichao firmly refused.

“I’ll treat you to a meal for lunch.” Chen Hansheng kept persuading.

“I don’t want a meal. I want to study.” Yang Shichao still refused.

“And a bottle of soda.”

“Hanhsheng, don’t be like this. Our parents sent us here to study.”

“I’ll also pay for the internet cafe bill.”

“Let’s go. If we’re late, we might not have a chance. Shaoqiang, stop pretending. The teacher is already on page five, yet you’re still dawdling on page three.”

And thus, the three internet addicts skipped class for the first time in university. They planned to leave the current ‘Introduction to Mao’ class during recess.

The good kid, Li Zhennan, didn’t want to go. Jin Yangming wasn’t doing well in his studies and wanted to play too but no one wanted him to join.

The closest person to Jin Yangming was Dai Zhenyou, and it was only because of Yangming’s cell phone.

Although Jin Yangming did not admit it, he really wanted to hang out with Chen Hansheng. He saw him as part of his ‘upper-class circle’, but he could not let go of his pride as a big city person from Jianye, so he was conflicted.

And because of his pride, he suddenly shouted out loud just as Chen Hansheng and the other two were about to leave quietly. “Teacher, I have something to report!”

Introduction to Mao was a lesson taught by a little old man, so he was almost scared by this shout. He pushed his reading glasses up his nose bridge and asked, “What’s the matter, student?”

Chen Hansheng and the other two were also shocked as they quickly got back in their seats. Introduction to Mao was a huge class as the three classes of Public Administration were taught at the same time. Thus, at that moment, more than 100 students were looking at Jin Yangming.

Jin Yangming warningly looked at the internet addicts and then said, “Teacher, you forgot to assign homework.”

Before Chen Hansheng and the others could say anything, the other students started grumbling.

‘F*cking idiot. Who would specifically remind the teacher to leave homework?’

Fortunately, the teacher also knew that these metaphysical political ideas were not very meaningful, especially not for homework assignments. “Thank you for the reminder, student. But we will just mainly focus on after-class self-study.”

“Jin Yangming, are you a snitch? You did it on purpose, right?” asked Guo Shaoqiang in a muffled voice.

Jin Yangming snorted coldly and fiddled with his phone, not saying a word.