In the morning, right before morning self-study was about to start, Xu Fang stepped one foot into the classroom and realized there was someone lying on his desk. He hastily retracted that foot. He looked up at the class sign next to the door to make sure he hadn't entered the wrong classroom, then stepped forward again towards his seat.
"Hey, Brother Yan, what's going on?"
In senior year, the academic pressure was intense, and there were plenty of students who stayed up late to study and were sleepy in the morning, but this guy next to him was definitely not one of them.
After all, the title of "academic god" wasn't given for nothing.
Others might need to stay up late, but this guy always went to bed on time every night.
So other than studying, what could possibly keep the big shot from getting a good night's sleep? It was surely something worth delving into.
"Don't make noise!" Xu Jiayan frowned, his voice carrying a hint of irritation.
