Chapter 425 - 164: New Era, Trend Followers Emerged
The meteor shower lasted until dawn.
As the sky started to lighten, the brilliant spectacle came to an end.
Students who watched the whole phenomenon from the building’s base and stadium reluctantly departed.
This morning, unusually many people skipped class, even more than during the World Cup finals; post-excitement exhaustion pulled everyone back to their dorms for a deep sleep.
Even Su Zelin, who has been a model class monitor, uncharacteristically skipped class—not because he couldn’t manage, as a natural slacker, he could easily stay awake for two days straight.
But he knew their mentor wouldn’t come to class today either.
First, the mentor could predict the attendance would be dismal.
Second, the mentor also watched the meteor shower and needed some catch-up rest.
In a past life, it was a mutual understanding between mentors and students to have an unspoken class strike the morning after the Leonids meteor shower; likely it would be the same this time.
Feng Zhongliang was the only one in the dorm who went to class.
Old Feng always worked hard, never taking sick days, not for colds, fevers, nor typhoons or blizzards, as long as the academy didn’t cancel classes, he’d be in the classroom.
But Feng Zhongliang soon returned.
Su Zelin was right, the mentor really didn’t come, only wrote on the board "Family joy, no class today," a bit cheeky indeed.
This made those who insisted on attending class to show their enthusiasm to the teacher run into nothing, bursting their bubble, leaving Old Feng quite frustrated, thinking he should have just gone back to sleep like the rest.
Throwing his book bag onto the computer table, Feng Zhongliang also went straight to sleep.
They didn’t wake up until the afternoon.
Their hunger woke them up.
Having skipped both breakfast and lunch, their stomachs were empty.
They had long missed the cafeteria’s lunch hours.
Afternoon classes had to go on as usual, and there wasn’t enough time to visit private eateries.
But no worries, they had dry food.
Everyone dug out a box of Hualong 108 braised beef noodles from under Zeng Kaiping’s bed.
The lively lads often snacked on instant noodles during nighttime gaming sessions, so they brought boxes into their dorms en masse.
Last night, Zeng Kaiping went on a date with Sister Die and hadn’t returned, but no one stood on ceremony with him; each took a pack or two, throwing the money on his desk.
After rebirth, Su Zelin seldom ate junk food like instant noodles, but indulging occasionally was acceptable.
Hualong 108 noodles once held golden brand status in Jizhou, its slogan "Hualong Noodles, see you every day" was as familiar as the back of one’s hand, much like Dabao without knowing who copied whom.
Later, people might be unfamiliar with it, but no one would be a stranger to "Jinmailang."
Indeed, Jinmailang was Hualong, merely a name change.
Slackers have big appetites, plus they were combining breakfast and lunch, barely filling up with two packs of double-noodle, double-seasoned braised beef noodles.
After finishing the instant noodles, the group headed to class.
In the classroom, many people still looked drowsy, yawning widely.
Pulling an all-nighter is exhausting and mind-draining, and recovering from staying up all night often takes a full day.
However, the attendance for the Finance Management Class 1 in the afternoon seemed decent, a headcount just before the class didn’t show anyone missing except for Zeng Kaiping it seemed.
Luo Xi bore panda eyes, not looking too spirited.
"Ah, I’m worn out, I foolishly came to class this morning just to find the mentor didn’t come, no prior notice either."
The class belle was pretty upset, feeling her efforts at enthusiasm were misplaced after all.
"I couldn’t sleep when I got back, sigh, I’m honestly afraid I won’t make it through the two upcoming classes, so you all must watch over me, if I fall asleep by mistake, wake me up, alright?"
As the vice-class monitor and a well-regarded student in the mentor’s eyes, nodding off in class was unforgivable, hence Luo Xi brought along a bottle of Axe Brand medicated oil, dabbing some on her nose and temples, its peculiar pungent aroma wafting through to those around.
"Leave it to me!"
Su Zelin eagerly picked up the task, fiddling with a compass in hand: "Ah Xi, if I see you start to slump, I’ll give you a poke from behind, guarantee you’ll wake right up!"
"No poking randomly!"
The class belle glared: "What if I wake up from the pain and yell in class, wouldn’t that be mortifying!"
"Is that so, then forget it..." Su Zelin put down the compass and extended a finger: "No worries, my daily pen-spinning has trained my fingers meticulously, I still have the Divine Flick Finger, plus I know a point on your back that refreshes and awakens, it’s more effective than medicated oil, haha!"
"Pfft, boss, will you die if you don’t brag? A finger with divine power, ha, don’t think I don’t know it’s a fictional martial arts novel gadget!"
That being said, this time the class belle didn’t protest.
As long as no random compass poking ensued, a pointing finger technique was tolerable.
Though unsure if the acupoint he mentioned was as magical, whether it could truly invigorate.
Before long, the Business Law course mentor entered the classroom, glancing around and half-jokingly said, "Yo, turnout is pretty good, seems you all have strong discipline!"
The mention of discipline instantly made Luo Xi more alert, the mentor had just complimented her class, would it be acceptable for the vice-class monitor to nap in class? It would certainly be an indelible stain over the four years in university.
Immediately, the class belle reopened the Axe Brand medicated oil, applying more on her nose, forcing herself to stay sharp, inwardly chanting, "Sis must hold on, no blemishes, I’m the vice-class monitor, leading by example starts with me..."