Zhang Zhong Mou his best friend and table mate was already making light snoring noises, his open mouth was making strange noises and the whites of his eyes could be seen rolling around, this person certainly had many sleeping shortcomings.
In the leftmost column third seat from the front, the goddess of his dreams Ning Yan quietly sat there as she earnestly listened to the lesson.
Ning Yan was the undisputed belle within the computer system class and was the crush and fantasy of most of the guys.