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But this is a major course, so he should be here.

Even his roommate has arrived, but why is he still nowhere to be seen?

"Next, let's take attendance."

The teacher on the podium glanced at the classroom, which was noticeably less crowded, flipped through the roster, and began calling out names from the ones he knew best.

"Li Xiaoxiao".

"arrive."

"Dong Xiang."

"arrive."

The teacher called on several students in a row, but none of them were absent.

Judging from the teacher's posture, it seems he'll have to call on the entire class.

Oh dear, the teacher just happened to be taking attendance today.

Yan Nuoya thought for a moment, then took out her phone and sent him a message.

[Roll call today, come quick!]

She held her phone and waited for a while, but still didn't receive a reply.

Should I answer for him when the teacher calls his name later?

But as a girl, she probably couldn't help.

"Mo Xiangwen."

"arrive."

Yan Nuoya subconsciously opened her mouth slightly, then quickly closed it again.

The next moment, she calmed down and realized that the sound was not coming from her, but from closer to the back door of the classroom.

She turned her head and saw that Mo Xiangwen had arrived at some point and casually found a seat near the back door.

Yan Nuoya pursed her lips, picked up her phone again, and tapped the screen to send a message.

Come here quickly, I need to talk to you.

...

As soon as Mo Xiangwen entered the classroom, he heard the teacher calling roll. He simply found a seat nearby and sat down to wait for the teacher to finish calling roll.

If you slip over to Yan Nuoya at this moment, and the teacher happens to look up and see you, you'll inevitably get a scolding.

If you're in a bad mood, it might cause some unnecessary minor troubles.

"How wonderful! Isn't this classmate Mo?"

Hearing someone call his name, Mo Xiangwen turned around and saw that it was Li Xiaoxiao, the deputy squad leader.

"Good morning, Squad Leader Li."

"Good morning, Mo." Li Xiaoxiao gave him a strange look. "You're sitting next to me. I hope Yan won't be angry if she finds out."

Before Mo Xiangwen could answer, the teacher called on him.

"Mo Xiangwen."

"The teacher called on you, hurry up," Li Xiaoxiao reminded her.

"Here," Mo Xiangwen replied clearly.

The teacher looked up at him, and after confirming that it was correct, began calling out the next person's name.

After being called out, Mo Xiangwen looked at Li Xiaoxiao with a puzzled expression and asked, "Why is Yan Nuoya angry?"

He paused for a moment, and as if that wasn't enough, he added, "Actually, Yan has a really good personality; she's not the type to get angry easily."

"Really?" Li Xiaoxiao nodded thoughtfully. "That's good. After all, I felt it was strange that she kept looking this way."

Mo Xiangwen paused, subconsciously glancing towards the corner of the classroom—after all, he and Yan Nuoya usually chose to sit in the corner.

The two made eye contact, and Yan Nuoya pointed to her phone at him.

Mo Xiangwen suddenly realized what was going on and took out his phone to take a look.

At the top are Yan Nuoya's unread messages, and below that are the unread messages sent to him by his roommate.

He glanced at his roommates' messages; all three of them were basically telling him to hurry up because roll call was coming up.

Mo Xiangwen casually sent a thank-you emoji to the dormitory group chat and then switched to Yan Nuoya's message.

The previous message reminded him to call out names, but the next message said they wanted to talk to him about something.

"What's wrong?" Li Xiaoxiao asked, puzzled.

"Nothing much." Mo Xiangwen waved his hand. "But I should go now. Bye, Squad Leader Li."

"Skipping class?" Li Xiaoxiao looked at him in surprise. "Skipping major courses is not a good idea. Be careful you don't fail the final exam."

"No, I'll just change seats." Mo Xiangwen shook his head: "Don't worry, I won't fail my finals."

Upon hearing this, Li Xiaoxiao immediately looked as if she had just realized something.

Then, she waved her hand impatiently and said, "Then you should leave now. Don't stay here and get in my way, or you'll just make me angry."

Mo Xiangwen glanced at her speechlessly. They were all classmates, couldn't they be a little more friendly?

What happened to serving the class and classmates?

However, he didn't waste any more time on this, but instead took advantage of the teacher's bowed head.

He crouched down, grabbed a folder and a book, and sneaked out from the back to a corner of the classroom.

No one knows how Yan Nuoya manages to sit in the same row as her, and no one else ever wants to sit there.

Good morning, Noah.

He lowered his voice and greeted Yan Nuoya with a smile.

"Good morning," Yan Nuoya nodded gently in response.

What's going on? I feel like she's in a low mood today.

Mo Xiangwen glanced at her and noticed that she had a faint smile on her face as always.

He thought to himself, "Perhaps it's because I'm not feeling well, which is causing my emotional instability."

"By the way, you just told me on QQ that you had something to say?" Mo Xiangwen asked.

Yan Nuoya did not reply immediately, but looked at him with her bright purple eyes.

Yan Nuoya finally spoke when he was about to get goosebumps: "Didn't you say last night that you would bring the proposal to me today?"

Oh, right, the proposal.

He had almost forgotten about it. No wonder Yan Nuoya said she had something to talk about; it turned out to be this.

Mo Xiangwen suddenly realized, and casually handed over the folder beside him: "It's all in there, take a look yourself."

In fact, he almost forgot about it when he went out today.

To be honest, he almost left this proposal on the table when he left home this morning.

He didn't really take the matter of showing it to Yan Nuoya to take seriously.

Mo Xiangwen, who is also a programmer in the same major, felt that understanding the requirements before starting work was enough.

Of course, since Yan Nuoya wanted to see it, he wouldn't refuse; he always had to fulfill this request.

As for Su Mengli and Su Mengyao, they have a lot of projects and things to be responsible for, and they have already looked at them.

"How come you were almost late today?" Yan Nuoya pulled out the top file from the file folder and asked casually, "I thought you were going to be marked absent when the teacher called roll just now."

"I just happened to be passing by the office, so I stopped by." Mo Xiangwen yawned slightly, then chuckled softly, "As for roll call, I told my roommates beforehand that if they called my name first, they would answer for me."

"Really? That's good."

Chapter 101 Your Friend

Mo Xiangwen glanced at Yan Nuoya, who was still focused on reading the documents, and pleaded, "Wake me up when the teacher arrives. I'm going to take a nap."

Upon hearing this, Yan Nuoya looked up from the documents and at him, only to find that he had already slumped over the table, closed his eyes, and was about to take a nap.

"Are you very sleepy?" Yan Nuoya frowned slightly, asking with some concern, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"I'm a little sleepy," Mo Xiangwen said, then yawned again. "Please take care of me."

For these courses, at least for now, his self-study progress is much faster than the teacher's pace, so he is not too worried about falling behind.

"Then you should rest first." Yan Nuoya nodded slightly. "I'll help you catch up on today's lessons later."

He wanted to say no, but the drowsiness made him unable to speak.

Never mind, it's not important. I'll talk about it after I wake up.

His last thought flashed through his mind, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Yan Nuoya glanced at him, then focused her attention back on the project proposal, while keeping an eye on the teacher's movements out of the corner of her eye.

But to be honest, she felt there was no need to worry so much.

So many students sleep in the last row, and I've never seen a teacher do anything about it.

The most teachers do regarding discipline is simply take attendance.

Although Mo Xiangwen's proposal looked somewhat complicated because it was very detailed.

However, Mo Xiangwen's writing and narrative habits were somewhat similar to hers, which made it much easier for her to read.

Even without Mo Xiangwen's help in explaining, Yan Nuoya could understand his meaning perfectly well.

She had finished reading the proposal in about twenty minutes.

An interesting, but not particularly fun, solution.

Yan Nuoya shook her head, slightly bored, and put the document back into the file bag. Then she turned to look at him, about to ask something, but when she saw his sleeping face, she realized that he had already fallen asleep.

"Never mind, it's not important anyway," Yan Nuoya thought to herself.

"Are you asleep?" Yan Nuoya leaned closer to his ear and whispered, "I have something I want to ask you."

After speaking, he stepped back from his leaning position and carefully observed the expression on his face.

After waiting for a long time, I couldn't detect the slightest change in his expression.

It seems she's really asleep.

Yan Nuoya had just extended her finger when she suddenly remembered that this person had a bad heart and she had to be careful.

After hesitating for a moment, she tentatively asked in a soft voice, "The teacher is coming."

Even after she said that, Mo Xiangwen didn't react at all, appearing to be fast asleep.

Now Yan Nuoya was finally relieved and quietly observed his sleeping face.

After observing for a while, her smile suddenly widened, and she took out her notebook and wrote something on it with a pen.

After finishing writing, I glanced at him and saw that he still didn't seem to be waking up, so I became bolder and gently poked his cheek with my finger.

Hmm... there's nothing particularly special about the feel of it.

But for some reason, I found it quite interesting.

Poke it once, then poke it again, and finally.

Just as Yan Nuoya was happily poking his cheek, the repeated cold sensation and touch on his face finally woke Mo Xiangwen from his deep sleep.

Yan Nuoya was startled and was thinking about how to get out of this when she caught a glimpse of the teacher coming downstairs.

"The teacher is coming down," she said softly.

Mo Xiangwen, who was still a little dazed, seemed to have his high school instincts activated, and he immediately became clear-headed.

He immediately resumed his upright sitting posture, pretending to be studying diligently.

The teacher had only come down for a casual stroll. When he passed by Mo Xiangwen, he glanced at his book, which was completely out of sync with the course content, shook his head, and walked past.

Regardless of what the teacher was thinking, Mo Xiangwen finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the teacher ignored him, walked around him, and returned to the podium.