Chu Bamboo's eyes snapped open. He got up, stretched, and walked to the window. Before he could even open it, his gaze fell upon the unfinished technical documents sitting on his desk.
Chu Bamboo: "..."
'What a cruel reality!'
It actually made him want to dive right back into the Dream World.
Slapping his cheeks, Chu Bamboo forced himself to focus, slumped into his chair, and continued writing.
He wrote until seven o'clock, then went out for breakfast, ran a few errands, and finally headed to class.
Chu Bamboo sadly realized that, for him, attending class had now become a form of leisure.
However, after two periods, Chu Bamboo ultimately chose to continue copying what he needed to copy during class... There was no other way. Time was simply too tight!
...
「Midday.」
Chu Bamboo walked straight out of the classroom, planning to find the principal.
"Bamboo! Ah Zhu!" Lin Xia shouted, catching up to him.
