Chapter 6 Chapter 5 Skipping class for the first time

I can solemnly say that before I went to college, I never skipped a class, and it can even be said that the concept of skipping classes never existed in my mind.When it's time to go to class, I will obediently go to class, and when not in class, I will read books and do questions in order to get into a good university. Sitting in the classroom in the university, I listened carefully to the old professors with different expressions, but found that I didn’t understand what I was talking about. I was very unaccustomed to such an unsystematic and unfocused teaching method.I read the textbook by myself, and found that the textbook was boring.

It turns out that what you learn in college is very boring.Back then, I sadly came to such a specious conclusion. The first skipping class was a mistake I made unintentionally, the second skipping class was a deliberate mistake, and the third skipping class was not considered a mistake. "Skipping class is like habitual masturbation. You know that too often will hurt your body, but you still can't resist the pleasure of that moment." Because there was no class that Thursday morning, I went to another school to play with my high school classmates.Playing until 1:40, I remembered that there was class in the afternoon.It must be too late to go back to school, so I called the dormitory and said, please take a leave of absence for me in the afternoon, and said that I was sick.

So I played with anxiety for another afternoon, and I was always worried that afternoon, would the teacher come to ask me what disease I had the next day like in high school, or ask me to bring a hospital certificate? When they returned to the dormitory, they had already finished class.As soon as I entered the dormitory, I asked, did you ask for leave for me?Did the teacher say anything?Zheng Shunyan said, I didn't ask for leave for you, because the teacher definitely didn't know that you didn't come. There were so many people in class, how could she remember so much.I didn't speak, feeling uneasy.It was not until the next day that no teacher came to see me and I was safe and sound, did I feel relieved.

I think we were really stupid back then.Later, when I skipped class, the first thing I said when I saw someone in the dormitory was no longer "Are you asking for leave for me? Did the teacher say something?" but "Did you call the roll? No? Haha, good!" or "Did the roll call? What, Order? Why am I so unlucky, can you answer 'Yes' for me?" Skipping class has become a habit until the end, and I am used to not going to class.There are a thousand reasons for not going to class, the teacher didn’t speak well, I didn’t get enough sleep, my clothes were not washed, etc., as long as I want to skip class, I don’t have to worry about finding an excuse to convince myself.When it came to the final exam of the first semester, I was the one who skipped the most classes in the entire dormitory, and I actually got a first-class scholarship.This greatly boosted morale. For me, skipping classes has become a necessity of university life.I just do this kind of thing in such a boring and ignorant way, I want to prove to them by taking the fewest classes and getting the highest test scores——I am so smart, to satisfy my little bit of inexplicable vanity.The vanity of ignorance.

Before skipping class, there is one preparatory work to be done, that is, you must find a classmate with a better relationship to answer "yes" in advance, in case of unfortunate roll call.